Although she is happy that her relationship with Mo Jun has become closer, she knows better that there is a certain reason for Mo Jun's collapse. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It wasn't until Mo Jun finished crying that she asked Mo Jun about the things he knew.

"Yesterday I saw Leng Suran talking to the old patriarch, I have a secret technique that can be replaced, replacing my original blood with specially prepared ink to sustain my life, every time I use the magic pen, I will drain the blood."

Then, as if it were hematopoiesis, new blood is created at this time for the next use of the magic pen.

Mo Xiaozao nodded when she listened, it was not the first time she had used the magic pen, she naturally knew that the magic pen was thinning her blood, and she also knew that such an existence was a victim that had been considered from the beginning.

His hands were clenched, staring at Mo Jun who continued to speak.

He said that the reason why he didn't come out often was because the magic pen was the ink of the magic pen, and it could dwell in the magic pen, just like the divine book that dwelled in the divine pen.

That is, the divine book, after the divine pen is written, the written things can become facts.

"I know this, but you know it's a secret art, so let's go meet the old patriarch once." Ask how the secret technique on Mo Jun's body came from here, and also explain what Leng Suran has to do with here.

His eyes darkened, and he didn't notice it, although he said that he would care about Mo Jun, he still couldn't help but think of Leng Suran.

Even when she pulled Mo Jun out of the small courtyard and arrived at the old patriarch's courtyard, she was thinking about how to ask both of these questions at once, and she also weighed her current weight.

The old patriarch who was lazily lying on the rattan chair called her name when she came in, shaking the rattan chair, "Didn't that girl take you to cultivate?" How did you get here? ”

"Today's cultivation is over."

"But I have a question for the old patriarch, I wonder if the old patriarch can tell me?" She sat down beside the old patriarch and grabbed Mo Jun's arm with her small hand.

You can see Mo Jun's hanging eyelashes, but you can't observe the color of your eyes, and you don't know what Mo Jun's heart is thinking.

I can only feel that Mo Jun is not happy.

"Just say anything, as long as I know it's okay to tell you, but if I ask you about those pens, I really don't know, and the ancestors never recorded that thing."

The old patriarch stopped shaking as he spoke, and his neat black coat was on his body, pressing out many folds with his movements.

"I don't want to ask the magic pen, I just want to ask the old patriarch, do you have some secret techniques here that are not passed down?" The smooth tone did not pause, and the little hand also grabbed the melon seeds and peeled them.

The click, click, and the sound of peeling melon seeds sounded in the courtyard, which suddenly made her heart hang high, and she obviously felt that she would not be promised or answered.

Throw away the skin of the melon seeds on the ground, and hand the melon seeds to the old patriarch.

The body that stood up looked out of the courtyard, as if that sentence was just a casual inquiry.

"You're asking this for Mojun, right? Just talk about the secret technique, this is not an unsightly thing. The old patriarch changed to a more comfortable posture when he spoke, and the melon seeds in his hand were also placed on the table.

"But our clan doesn't record the ones outside, I still remember my own things clearly, and Mo Jun's matter is still recorded, I can find it out for you to see."

"Isn't it okay to dismantle this secret technique?" blurted out such a sentence and stood up because of excitement.

"The secret technique can be lifted, but the secret technique on his body cannot be lifted, this is the rule set by the old unicorns of our ancestors, and no one is allowed to break his secret technique." The old patriarch finally opened his eyes, stared at her, and sighed.

Mo Xiaozao also felt that his actions were abnormal, his face turned red, and he also knew that what the old patriarch said was really not good.

I had to take a step back, and proposed to the old patriarch to take Mo Jun to see why his secret technique could not be lifted, and naturally I thought that she might be able to see for herself what Leng Suran had to do with the Qilin Clan.

Following the old patriarch, the side of the small courtyard walked in, and entered an inconspicuous ancient pavilion, and it was only after entering that she found that this was a large space with no edge at all.

"You follow me, I'll take you there, it's a bit big here, it's easy to get lost at first." The old patriarch turned around and continued.

The staircase spiraled from the foot, and every ten steps a door appeared, and she looked inside, neatly arranged with questionnaires, and from below, some neat papers.

I circled up and walked a long way, and I couldn't see where I came up down, and I saw the stairs and the doors one by one.

Looking through the door, it was no longer neat paper, but a blue-bound line book, and it was obvious that it was not far from the current time, and it was only when I continued to find that it was getting longer and longer.

The paper in the room is also constantly rewinding as if time has passed.

"Tired? It's only a third of the way through, and it's still a long way from her story. "The old patriarch said naturally, he never used the ability to shrink the ground into inches.

Only the people of the Qilin clan here can shrink the ground into inches, even if Mo Jun has the ability, he can't shrink the ground into inches, so that his footsteps can go directly to the place he wants to go.

She also guessed that such behavior was nothing more than that the old patriarch didn't want them to see that record.

The more this is the case, the more Mo Xiaozao wants to know, and the pace accelerates.

"Old patriarch, we can get there even if we are on foot." Mo Xiaozao's footsteps quickened, and his body could see Mo Jun behind him, as if he would stop at every door.

"Xiaozao, here is Leng Suran's name." Mo Jun's voice was not loud, and under the position of only the three of them, it was like a thunderbolt, especially the name that was spoken, which made her body stunned.

Stop yourself and turn around to enter the door.

Pain.

Her body and flesh were like a demon separation, so that her whole person felt that it was not easy to enter this seemingly ordinary door, and her little hand reached out and grabbed the brocade cloth in the room.

Because of her movements, the brocade cloth was torn off, and the white snow brocade that spread out on the ground was covered by the stirred up dust, and she also lay on it.

The soft touch, as well as the unexpected warmth, seemed to fall into the warm embrace, making her greedy want to stay at this time.

Grabbed his hand towards the warm position, only to find that there was nothing, so he could only sit up, rub his aching body, and began to read the words on the brocade cloth, which did not record Leng Suran's before.

It's just that Leng Suran arrived here one day a long time ago and brought a unicorn bone.

Mo Xiaozao looked at the brocade cloth in front of him with all his heart, and he also knew one thing when he read most of it, that is, the unicorn bone that Leng Suran brought back was Leng Suran's mother, the only unicorn clan who married out.

The cause of death is also written in the record, because of the fight between the ghost clans, and they had to choose death for their children.

Leng Suran, who has the blood of the demon clan, An Xia who has the blood of the god clan, even if he has a father, he has a very important position in the ghost clan, and he has changed a lot invisibly because of the difference in his mother.

Her hand caressed the snow brocade, and she could feel what kind of decisiveness Leng Suran was when she came back with the unicorn bone to break off her relationship, and tears fell involuntarily from the corners of her eyes.

Even Mo Jun, who was behind her, felt the change in her breath, and didn't know if it was right for him to point it out.