Volcano?

The corners of his mouth twitched weakly, and Mo Kongjing suddenly found that Mu Ze listened to this person, no matter which angle he looked at, he just said two words - looking for trouble!

Four words - just looking for her!

The vision is blocked, no matter whether you open your eyes or close your eyes, what you can see is still dark except for darkness, so Mo Kongjing silently swallowed all the doubts and rebuttals back into his stomach.

In the case of not winning, only a stupid hat will go to abuse.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, Mu Ze listens to you and waits!

"In the battle of Tianzi Town more than seventy years ago, it was rumored that Mo Yu Zhenjun, the last head of the Mo family, a hidden family on Tianzi Mountain, came to help. I heard that Mo Yu Zhenjun had made an agreement with several powerful cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Realm - he would never leave the Heavenly Purple Mountain in this life. ”

Mu Ze's eyes were very deep when he listened, and his tone was also very steady.

But Mo Kongjing couldn't see his expression at the moment, nor could he see his eyes.

She only heard him talk to himself about the tragic battle that happened in Tianzi Town more than seventy years ago, and after a long silence, she slowly spoke, "Shizun made a move to save me. It's ridiculous that I have followed Shizun since I was a child, but I never knew about her past. ”

At the beginning, she also asked Shizun that the world was so big, why didn't she go out and have a look. I still remember the master at that time, just gently raised his hand and stroked her head, revealing a faint wry smile.

It's probably really too bitter, and such a cold, arrogant and noble person would show such a bitter smile.

She thought that if she had the opportunity in the future, she would definitely help Shizun untie the knot in her heart and untie the confusing fog.

"The rumors about Mo Yu Zhenjun in the immortal cultivation world all came from three hundred years ago, and the demon invasion has gradually risen in these years, and few people still remember that three hundred years ago, the Mo family was also a towering hidden family. His family has produced many masters, and his generations are also known for his sword cultivation, almost standing shoulder to shoulder with the Pure Yang Sword. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Ze suddenly stopped and pursed his lips without saying a word.

He was stunned when he saw Mo Kongjing's body, as if he hadn't thought of it.

Sure enough, he lowered his eyes and gradually straightened his face.

He got the answer he wanted, but he still couldn't be happy.

Shizun once asked him to find the descendants of the Mo family, the Mo family's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, if you want to refine your swordsmanship, the children of the Mo family are undoubtedly the most outstanding opponents. It is also surprising that his Pure Yang Sword disciple was an outstanding disciple who was famous in the world hundreds of years ago, and he must have an enemy of the Mo family's disciples.

If it weren't for an unwarranted disaster hundreds of years ago, the Mo family would have been reduced to only a small mountain, and the entanglement between the Pure Yang Sword and the Mo family would have lasted for thousands of years.

He seems to have been planted in the hands of the children of the Mo family. Mu Ze, who was muttering to himself, glanced suspiciously at the woman wrapped in gauze on the side, half of her face was very delicate, and the waist-length green silk was hastily tied, which was a little better than unkempt, and her clothes were always the blue wide-sleeved light veil.

He wondered if it was because the sleeves of this dress were only half cut off, which was convenient for fighting, so she kept wearing it without changing the style.

He had seen a nun who didn't like red makeup, but he really hadn't seen such a sloppy nun who didn't like to dress up at all.

There have never been hair accessories, the clothes have not changed for thousands of years, and the temper is surprisingly big. Well, the weirdo one.

Mu Ze's mind turned when he heard this, but Mo Kongjing, who suddenly got a hot news, was shocked for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

Almost on par with the Pure Yang Sword?

Her master, the former hidden family, the Mo family, is really so legendary?

She sat on the wooden slump in confusion, feeling so ignorant for the first time.

Shizun and Senior Sister never told her how powerful the Mo family was in its heyday, and she could only look for traces of history from the magnificent and huge Tianzi Palace. The empty palace is like a down-and-out family, like a withered Fuso tree, like a quagmire under the clouds.

"It seems that the Pure Yang Sword and my Mo family are also old friends, although I don't know why you suddenly mentioned this matter. However, if one day my swordsmanship can really be Mahayana, I will definitely go to visit your sect as a disciple of the Mo family. Although the master never told me anything, I can probably guess a little. Wrapped in gauze, she smiled shallowly, and most of her tone was easy-going.

When she said that she was visiting your sect, she was really just visiting your sect.

Shizun often looked at a lot of swords, and she thought, maybe the person who was put in the bottom of Shizun's heart was a sword cultivator.

Regardless of the past, regardless of the source, she just wanted the master under Jiuquan to go on the road with peace of mind.

"Do you want to investigate the affairs of three hundred years?" Mu Ze was slightly stunned when he heard this, this sentence sounded nothing at first glance, but the deeper he thought about it, the more he felt that it had a deep meaning. The Mo family and the Pure Yang Sword are not so much old friends as a pair of happy enemies. There is no great hatred, but the disciples of the Mo family and the disciples of the Pure Yang Sword seem to be like this by nature, and it is not pleasing to the eye depending on how the other party looks.

"What happened three hundred years ago, how can I look it up if I want to? Poof, what are you nervous about? Let's not talk about me, let's talk about the current situation. Do you have a way to deal with the Emperor of the Western Sea? Mo Kongjing couldn't help laughing, Mu Ze listened to the nervousness in his tone, as if the door of his house was about to be kicked in.

Touching the bridge of his nose with a weak heart, he saw the woman next to him smiling, and for some reason, Mu Ze's eyes softened, and even he didn't know this kind of gentleness.

However, he was even more convinced of one thing in his heart, that is, the entanglement between the Pure Yang Sword and the children of the Mo family was really not shallow!

"The Xihai Emperor's side will hand it over to Yu Ling and the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master for a headache, now our side is mainly to beware of the demons suddenly poisoning them. According to Lu Minyun, there were demons here as early as three years ago. ”

Mu Ze's voice was still unwavering, Mo Kongjing nodded in agreement, but his attention was attracted by the others, "Ten Thousand Demon Sect Sect Master? ”

Glancing at her in surprise, Mu Ze listened and said calmly, "Ten Thousand Demon Sect Sect Master Mo Cangmo, you-don't know?" ”

People are hard to dismantle! No wonder he has a demonic face, and his feelings are a complete demon!

Mo Kongjing, who suddenly had some itchy teeth, silently waved her small fist twice, and when she remembered that the peach blossom hairpin given by Yu Ling would disappear in half a month, she suddenly felt a little stomach ache.

"Ten Thousand Demon Sect Sect Master Mo Cangmo? You said that since Mo Cangmo is the head of a sect, there must be some family background, right? In the cabin, the gauze-clad woman smiled like a flower, she asked.

"The eyeliner of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect is all over the land of Kyushu, and its family background can't even compare with the other four major sects. What do you do all of a sudden? Mu Ze, who had a vague premonition in his heart, glanced at Mo Kongjing, who was smiling like a flower, with a puzzled expression.

He always felt that this person was not a person who liked to laugh too much, and once he laughed, someone would definitely be unlucky.

"It's nothing, just ask."

Behind the smile like a flower, there is Mo Kongjing's hideous and dark smile.

If you break someone else's things, you promise to compensate for it, so it's not too much, right?

Rubbing his shoulders secretly, someone was thinking about how to slaughter this big fat sheep.

(To be continued.) )