Mo Yun carried the big tiger and followed closely behind the girl, asking the girl to take him into the village.

As soon as the two arrived at the entrance of the village, they heard a noise, and from a distance, there were many people gathered in the center of the village, and the girl, who did not know the situation, thought that there was any activity in the village, and trotted towards the village.

As soon as he ran two steps, he was stopped by Mo Yun and reminded, "This sound is the sound of the monk fighting, don't approach." ”

The girl didn't cultivate and couldn't hear why, but Mo Yun heard it really, the sound just now was the sound made after the collision of Taoist skills.

When the girl heard that there were monks fighting in the village, she immediately became nervous, broke free from the ink cloud with all her might, and trotted towards the center of the village.

Seeing this, Mo Yun was afraid that something would happen to her, so he followed closely.

"Boy, let's find it so hard, for the sake of the Tianxin Sect, let you go, you don't take the opportunity to leave the northern realm, since you don't go today, go to die." A middle-aged monk in the Soul Realm shouted.

A long sword stabbed at the boy on the ground.

The villagers in the village were all ordinary people, and they didn't dare to come forward to help, but they just watched from afar, but they kept muttering, "The two sects and ten sects in the south are really not things, why don't you even let go of a girl." ”

"Brother, are you okay!" Mo Si, who came over, saw that his brother was injured, and said with concern after helping him up.

Then he choked in a low voice, "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so stubborn, I always hoped that he could come back, but it's been five years, and there has been no news at all, and now I still hurt you." ”

The young man had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and when he saw the girl coming, he was afraid that she would be worried, so he quickly wiped it off with his hand and said softly. "Sister Mosi, go quickly, I will drag him to death. ”

"Brother, I'm not leaving, since I can't wait for him, I'll treat grandpa as if he was blind back then, let's not leave, I'll accompany you to find grandpa. After the girl finished speaking, she hugged the boy and cried.

The middle-aged monk who had entered the soul realm saw the girl he had been looking for appear, put away his long sword, and sneered, "Little Mosi will stay with me for a night, I can consider letting your brother and you go, and ensure that the two sects and ten sects in the north will not chase and kill you in the future." ”

When Mo Yun heard the people who were being chased by the two sects and the ten sects in the northern realm, he immediately thought of Mo Lao, the injured young man who originally felt familiar became more and more familiar, Mo Yun walked to the injured young man and looked at it, and said in surprise, "You are the janitor boy of Tianxin Auction House?"

The young man also recognized Mo Yun at a glance, "You are the young man who sacrificed his life to save Mo Lao." ”

When the injured boy said that Mo Yun Mo Lao sacrificed his life to save the young man, Mo Si's eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun nodded heavily and picked up the young man.

When the young man saw Mo Yun coming, tears immediately flowed out, "When you swore in the north back then, I knew that you would definitely come back, so even though the Tianxin Sect tried their best to persuade us to leave, I still didn't leave with Mo Lao's only granddaughter, Mo Si, just waiting for you to avenge Mo Lao." ”

Mo Yun took out an elixir for the young man to take, glanced at Mo Si in fear, and saw Mo Si's eyes staring at him, and turned his head weakly, it was his own fault that he dragged Mo Lao down back then, and he didn't help Mo Lao take care of his descendants.

Mo Yun now thinks of Mo Lao's words, and feels that he is really not a thing, "Little brother, I have you as a confidant at this age, Mo Lao, I die without regrets, I am alone, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Mo Yun burst into tears, and now he knew that Mo Lao was afraid that he would take care of his granddaughter, drag down his cultivation, and keep concealing it, while he himself had let his benefactor's granddaughter stay out of the house.

The middle-aged soul cultivator couldn't see Mo Yun's cultivation clearly, but seeing that he was not too old at this age, he said disdainfully, "Boy, I advise you to be nosy, otherwise I will clean up with you." ”

At this time, Mo Yun's eyes were red, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, and when he heard the monk's words, he instantly transformed into a dragon shape, and before the monk could move...

A golden dragon pierced his body like a hellish Shura, and the monk just felt a gust of wind passing through him and stood in place, but a hole the size of a bucket appeared in his body, and his eyes stared straight at the ink cloud and fell.

The golden dragon turned into a real body, Mo Yun looked at the monk lying on the ground without breathing, a burning flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and the bones were directly gone...

Although the people in the village were just ordinary villagers, they also knew that the monk just now was cultivating in the soul realm, but he was directly killed by the young man in front of him, and everyone was shocked.

Even the injured boy didn't notice how Mo Yun moved, only saw what looked like a golden dragon in front of him, passing through the monk's body, and then turning into ashes.

Mo Yun walked up to Mo Si, picked up her delicate face, and said seriously, "From today on, you don't have to hide, let's kill back to Tianxin City together and avenge grandpa." ”

Mo Si struggled to push Mo Yun away, slapped Mo Yun's face hard, and said angrily, "You hurt grandpa, you hurt grandpa." ”

The people around him pinched a cold sweat for the girl, this kid can even kill a monk in the soul realm in seconds, you humiliate him like this, or look for death, but they saw the young man but didn't make any moves, just let the girl keep beating herself.

Mo Yun didn't dodge, and waited until the girl in front of her was tired, and the girl hugged Mo Yun tightly and said in pain.

"Grandpa never had a friend in his life, he had a strange personality, he didn't like to make friends, he came back that day and told me that he had found a very good young confidant, and he also told me that this boy may have been in a little trouble because of his reasons, who knows that after he left that day, he didn't come back. Grandpa died for his confidant, and he died well, I shouldn't blame you, but why don't I blame you?..."

Mo Yun looked at the girl who was crying, thinking of everything Mo Lao had done for himself, and tears couldn't help but flow.

After a few moments, the two took control of their emotions.

"Let's go back and talk, it's not convenient here. The injured boy said.

Mo Yun gave the tiger to the villagers and followed the two to their residence.

The residence is not big, there are only two grass houses, and when the injured boy comes back, he is about to boil water, but he is stopped by Mo Yun, "What is your name, why are you taking care of Sister Mo Si in the end." ”

"My name is Morin. ”

"Mo Lin, is he also a descendant of Mo Lao. ”

"No, it's just the same surname. The boy replied.

"How in the end you were helping Moss, I remember you had a sick mother. Mo Yun asked.

"Soon after that day, my mother died, and later I heard that Mo Lao was also gone, Mo Lao treated me well, I knew that he also had a granddaughter, so I helped take care of it. The teenager explained.

Mo Yun heard the young man's words, got up and slammed towards the young man, and said softly. "Thank you. ”

The young man hurriedly got up and helped Mo Yun up, and said nervously, "I can't afford to let a human emperor powerhouse perform such a big gift." ”

"Brother Lin, the righteous Bo Yuntian should be a gift to Moyun. Mo Yun said seriously.

Mo Si on the side saw two men, squirmed, and sneered, "Two teases." ”

Mo Yun turned around and smiled at her, and then asked, "Brother Lin, this is the strength of concentrating on the middle grade. ”

Maureen nodded.

Then Mo Yun took out a purple-level spirit martial from the ring, handed it over and said, "Take this for self-defense." ”

Mo Lin saw Mo Yun make a move, and the purple rank spirit martial knelt on the ground in fright, "Brother Mo, this gift is too valuable, let's take it back." ”

Mo Yun knew that Mo Lin was embarrassed to accept such a valuable gift from him, and said, "Brother Lin can accept it with confidence, I will return more than a hundred purple-level spirit weapons." ”

Mo Lin gasped when he heard this, took the purple level spirit martial arts and kept stroking, observing, that kind of love can't be put down, as if the ink cloud will be withdrawn after a while.