After looking at each other speechlessly for a long time, neither Mu Yanran nor Poria broke this peace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are more and more doubts, and the problems are becoming more and more complex.

The Sect Leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Yang Xuzi, and the Great Elder Fushuang are senior brothers and sisters who have practiced together since childhood, what must happen to make such a pair of affectionate senior brothers and sisters turn against each other?

"Poria cocos, you know that he is the first month of the month..."Mo Kongjing had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Poria cocos.

"Poria knows, it's a pity that a hundred years of torture have only been spent for ten years now, and Poria is afraid that she won't be able to catch the day of the first senior brother's marriage. Come to think of it, Sister Begonia that day will definitely be an extremely beautiful and shy bride. There was so much pain in a flat voice.

Anyone could hear the cry in Poria Cocos' voice, and when she heard Poria force herself to say these things that seemed to have nothing to do with her, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but redden.

The Poria in her memory is a petite and moving girl, with the purest feelings of a girl between her smile and smile.

She is tantamount to innocent and lively, but she is such a girl, twenty years later, today when her face is not old and her body is not growing, with grievances and tears to force herself to say these irrelevant words, how can it not make people feel distressed?

"Poria, what happened, can't you even say senior sister?" Mu Yanran was puzzled, she didn't understand that in her heart, Poria had always been like a child who had not grown up, and Poria relied on her far more than anyone else, but she didn't understand how this child could keep silent about her when such a big change happened.

"Senior Sister Yanran, everything has passed...... Poria does like Senior Brother Yueyi, but the two of us are inseparable after all. Senior Brother Yueyi and Sister Haitang are talented and beautiful, they are a match made in heaven...... Poria didn't have time to participate in that prosperous wedding, can you ask Senior Sister to bring this sentence to Senior Brother Yueyi for Poria? ”

The girl's faint and weak voice was filled with cautious pleading, and Mu Yanran suddenly turned red and shed sour tears in her eyes.

I feel sorry for Poria, obviously a young girl who should have spent her life carefree and happy, but because of God's injustice, she didn't give her a normal body, so she didn't even have the courage to express her heart to her beloved.

On this day, on the way back to Lanyue Xuan from the forbidden land, Mu Yanran never spoke again.

She looked up at the sky with a pair of melancholy eyes, did not complain or speak, and whenever she thought of Poria carefully carrying some pleading voices, her heart felt like a convulsion.

She seemed to be able to see behind the copper wall, and the tear-stained girl pretended to be strong and carefully said these words through a copper wall.

In the past, Poria cocos was flamboyant, happy, and lively, and now Poria cocos ...... But he lives so carefully.

"Ah Jing...... My heart hurts, what should I do? ”

On the third day after returning to Lanyue Xuan, Mu Yanran, who was lying on the table, finally opened her mouth, but the choking in her voice made the two people in the room even more uncomfortable.

Ten years ago, the twin flowers of the Xiaoyao Sect were stolen, and the sect leader Yang Xuzi was furious, and after a strict and careful investigation by the whole sect, all the evidence finally pointed to the great elder Poria.

Of course, Elder Fushuang was furious, and tried his best to protect his disciple Poria, carefully caring for and covering it up with all his might, but it couldn't withstand Poria's own confession.

And the twin flowers were accidentally destroyed by Poria cocos.

Sect Master Yang Xuzi was furious, and a hundred years of confinement was imposed on Poria's body.

And then, there was the case of the attempted assassination of the sect master by the Great Elder of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Some people say that the sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect has been in retreat for more than ten years because he was seriously injured by the elder of Fushuang and had to retreat to recuperate, and some people say that after the assassination of the elder of Fushuang, the disheartened sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect finally remembered the brotherhood of the brothers and sisters in the past, and only trapped the great elder Fushuang and let him not take half a step in his lifetime without giving the death penalty.

And in the past twenty years, the whereabouts of Mu Yanran, the eldest disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, are unknown, and the life and death are unknown, and the first disciple of the medicine sect in the sect, Yue Yi, has been disclosed as the only son of the sect leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Yang Xuozi, in the past twenty years, although Yue Yi has the name of the first disciple of the medicine sect, the duties he implements are all the standard positions of the big disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

And Mu Yanran's return made the entire already unclear pattern of Xiaoyao Sect even more confusing.

Elder Fushuang collapsed overnight, and the disciple of the Medicine Sect, Yue Yi, rose from the ground like a spring bamboo after a rain, and the disciples of the Poison Sect, led by the Second Elder Xuan Mingzi, were originally neutral, and in the current situation where the Medicine Sect was overwhelming, the disciples of the Poison Sect were in danger.

At this time, for the disciples of the Poison Sect, the return of Mu Yanran, the true disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, is particularly important.

The Medicine Sect and the Poison Sect, in fact, are not as peaceful as outsiders imagine.

At least, in the eyes of Mo Kongjing and Wei Fengyan, who have been stationed in the Xiaoyao Sect for more than a month, although Mu Yanran is the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, her return now makes her unable to have any real power.

It's like an empty shelf that has been set up in the air for the person to fiddle with.

Just those overt and covert assassinations have been experienced three times in a month.

Solve those assassins again, Wei Feng wiped the blood stains on the meniscus knife expressionlessly, and looked back to see Mo Kongjing, who was leaning on the door frame, in a trance, she walked over quietly, and pounced on the smell of blood along the way.

Subconsciously frowning, Mo Kongjing glanced at the visitor unkindly, "Go wash it up." ”

I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect, Mo Kongjing always feels that the blood of humans and demon beasts is very different, and the fishy smell is even stronger, which makes people almost disgusting.

"Queen, the pattern of the Xiaoyao Sect is undecided now, if Yanran continues to be depressed like this, she, the chief disciple, will really not be able to be the top disciple." Expressionlessly, he put down the meniscus knife, and glanced at Mo Kongjing, who didn't react, Wei Fengyan finally sighed and went into the back room to clean up the smell of blood on his body.

In the middle of the night, Mo Kongjing, who was sitting on the wooden collapse, quietly opened his eyes, and his body also woke up from his cultivation, and the footsteps on the eaves were clearly audible, and this neat sound of footsteps was like a well-trained army.

Is it again......

Turning out of the window, wearing a wide-sleeved light veil, it was spotless, but when Mo Kongjing quietly touched the eaves, only a blue robe sat on the top of the eaves and hugged the wine jar in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

And behind her, there are six fallen killers in nightclothes.

Without exception, the killers are all strokes in the neck, and they seal their throats with blood, which shows that Wei Fengyan is neat and tidy.

Killers are well-trained dead soldiers, and when the mission fails, they always die simply, and they can't ask anything.

These people are very ruthless, and Mo Kongjing, who once had a trick on his back, knows this very well.

Turning over and sitting next to Wei Fengyan, Mo Kongjing looked at the bright moon in the sky in a daze as she looked.

(To be continued.) )