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In the Juyi Hall, two figures with extraordinary temperament stood coldly, and after a long time, when the man who was so old that wrinkles had risen on his face opened his eyes with a 'sudden' sound, the domineering momentum spread out from his body again.

The current head of the Xiaoyao Sect, who is highly respected and not angry and self-righteous, the Yang Xuzi who will never be defeated, will always have clear rewards and punishments, and will work hard for the development of the sect, is back!

He knew very well that he couldn't fall, at least he couldn't fall at the most critical moment of the Xiaoyao Sect and the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Shaking off the dust on the delicate white robe, he walked out of the Juyi Hall with a calm step.

"Do you two need this?" After stroking the withered cold flowers on the spot for a long time, and seeing that the two of them had not moved, Poria had to look up at the ceiling and asked helplessly.

"I just don't want to quarrel with the old man anymore, hmph, it's upset when I think about it." A dark green figure quickly climbed over the beam, and sat down on the pillar above it steadily, and said disapprovingly.

"Oh you, let me tell you what's good." Shaking her head helplessly, Fushuang naturally shifted her gaze to another pillar again, and seeing the indifferent black shadow standing straight on it, she couldn't help crying and laughing, "You two are good, don't make a good chair." All of them were pestled on the pillars. ”

"It seems that the cultivation of the two of us needs to be strengthened, even you can find out, I'm afraid the old man has already found out." Lazily sitting on the pillar. The light emanating from Xuan Mingzi's deep eyes shone unusually brightly.

"That's wrong, I did detect your breath, but I didn't notice the breath of my junior brother at all." Poria shook her head seriously and vetoed.

"Come on, just his body is cold, his breath is hidden, and the cold air is hidden?" He shrugged his shoulders disappreciatively. Xuan Mingzi bored and took a trip back, lying his whole body on the pillar.

In addition to the frolic just now, the huge gathering hall quickly returned to dead silence.

And the distraught Xuan Mingzi rarely just lay quietly on the pillar and thought alone. Poria, who stood in front of the table and chair, let out a soft sigh from time to time, and then returned to calm.

And the indifferent and indifferent Zero at all times is still the same cold and indifferent appearance, but standing on the wooden pillar, he still quietly frowned from an angle that no one else could see.

"Everything is going to be fine, I guess it will, no. Yes, definitely. ”

After a long time. Fushuang said so calmly, as if she wanted to give herself confidence, and as if she wanted to give everyone confidence.

However, the two who didn't cooperate didn't intend to pay attention to her at all, the black shadow pushed the door out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and the dark green figure directly grabbed the window, leaving her with only a free and easy back.

"Mingzhu's death, since you care so much, why do you pretend that you don't care about anything." Confused, Frost stared at the wooden window and muttered to herself. But then, when he noticed the figure standing outside the door. She sighed helplessly in her heart again.

What should come is always coming.

"Come in, I have something to say to you."

The door of the Juyi Hall was pushed open suddenly, and she watched the silent person walk calmly step by step, she looked away indifferently, and cheered up to face everything she had to face next

Seeing the dejected figure in front of him walking fast, Mo Kongjing, who quickly followed closely behind, shook his head helplessly.

Mingzhu's inexplicable death made the already confusing artifact theft even more clueless, if the death of Jasmine in the secret realm of Mo Xianglian was just an accident, then how to explain the death of Mingzhu, who was still under strict care in the Valley of Freedom.

"It's really unclear, and it's messy. Originally, I thought that the medical sect must be all arrogant and strange-tempered doctors who did their own thing, but who would have thought that there were so many things in the Xiaoyao Sect. Lowering his head and muttering to himself, Mo Kongjing once again quickened his pace and followed Mu Yanran's footsteps in the long corridor.

Mu Yanran, who didn't know at all, walked in a daze, didn't know where the road ahead was, didn't know how much she had dreamed of, stepped on the floor that she had walked countless times under her feet, and suddenly, she felt that she didn't know this place at all, didn't know the people here, didn't understand everything contained here.

"Don't think about it so much, these things are not a headache for you." Shrugged helplessly, Mo Kongjing, who quickly caught up with him, slapped Mu Yanran's shoulder with one hand and said disapprovingly.

"Ah Jing, I know that these things are not for me to interfere with for the time being, but what" Gently raising her head and looking up at the eaves of the corridor where the light veil was flying, Mu Yanran's clean and bright eyes dimmed a little, "But when I think that as the next head of the Xiaoyao Sect, I will soon have to pick up the burden in this place full of fog, insidiousness, and prying eyes, my heart is so confused." ”

"Why do you want to do so much? Now the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, isn't this still you? Therefore, in this life, don't think so much, so far away, the plan will never catch up with the changes. ”

Easily took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, and Mo Kongjing, who pretended to be relaxed and refreshing, looked back and smiled, "Believe in what you believe, as long as you live up to your original intention." ”

Believe in what you believe, as long as you live up to your original intention.

Staring at the back of the pretending to be relaxed, Mu Yanran showed a shallow smile, and the haze that had been covering her heart for a while suddenly became a little less, "Although I don't understand what Ah Jing means, but I'll cheer up." ”

"That's right, come on, smile."

The setting sun shone on the delicate and dignified corridor, and the sound of two young girls frolicking lingered in this short, narrow corridor.

Since the secret realm of Mo Xianglian, this is the first time that I have been so happy and so unscored.

Childish chasing and fighting, happy you chasing me, that short corridor carries all their joys, sorrows and sorrows of this moment.

Looking at the smiling extraordinarily bright and dazzling figure, Mo Kongjing suddenly felt that in this life, it is estimated that she will have to die a tired life

On the second day, the sun was shining and the years were good.

The light medicinal fragrance fills the tip of the nose, the early morning mist fills the air, and the melodious chirping of the yellow oriole lingers.

The deserted Juyi Hall was still deserted, and the doorman who was supposed to be standing outside the house was still nowhere to be seen.

It was only when Mu Yanran, the bearer of the Mo Kong Mirror, pushed the door in together that he found that the full group of people standing in the Juyi Hall was completely different from the desertion outside.

Except for the people of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the disciples of the other four major sects all gathered together.

Except for the rare calamities in the history books, when have you ever seen the disciples of the five major sects standing together in such unison and harmony?

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )