"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!"

Long Yinxue glanced at Hua Zhenting, then put down the food and walked to the kitchen again. And Ming Mo and Hua Zhenting glanced at each other, and then smiled slightly. At this time, thousands of miles away from the Wind Misty Mountain, in the main hall of the sect master of the Yunxiao Sect, a person was kneeling on the ground to report the situation to a middle-aged man sitting at the front of the main hall.

"Sect Master, according to the news from Lei Yan Sect, Hua Zhenting's daughter Hua Mengdie has returned to Lei Yan Sect, which means that the mission of the people we sent has failed. ”

The man in black kneeling on the ground said.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with Deacon Yue Yun, there is only one Heavenly Realm powerhouse on the other side, can't he catch a little girl with so many people?" the middle-aged man who was sitting in the daze said angrily, his face extremely cold.

"Sect Master, Deacon Yue Yun has lost contact with him, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but according to the news from Lei Yanzong, Hua Mengdie was rescued by a mysterious young man on the way to be chased by Deacon Yue Yun, so she returned to Lei Yanzong safely. The man in black knelt on the ground and said, "Judging from the current situation, Deacon Yue Yun is probably already more auspicious. ”

"Hmph, Hua Zhenting, this time he is lucky, he originally wanted you to hand over Lei Gangzhu, but three days later, the exchange between the two sects was compared, and the disciples of their Lei Yan Sect were not so lucky. ”

The middle-aged man above muttered to himself with compassion, and then looked at the black-clothed man kneeling below with a sharp gaze like an eagle falcon: "Go and find out for me who the mysterious young man who saved Hua Mengdie, the person who dares to kill my Yunxiao Sect, as long as he leaves the Lei Yan Sect, I will let him die without a place to be buried!"

"Yes, sect master, subordinates retire!"

The man in black said with an expressionless face, and then slowly withdrew from the main hall. The entire hall was empty, leaving only the middle-aged man there, with a gloomy expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

And Ming Mo also lived in Lei Yan Sect, and now almost all the disciples of Lei Yan Sect know that Ming Mo went to see the sect master's wife, and the lady is full of praise for him, and now Ming Mo is the sect master's quasi-son-in-law.

This made the disciples of the entire Lei Yan Sect extremely envious, jealous and hateful towards Ming Mo. Their most gentle and kind little junior sister was actually robbed of her heart by an outsider, how could this make them not angry! If it weren't for Hua Zhenting's order, those disciples were not allowed to find trouble with Mingmo, otherwise they would be severely punished according to the rules of the sect, otherwise Mingmo would have to face one challenge after another.

And Ming Mo was hanging out in Lei Yanzong under the leadership of Hua Mengdie, not caring at all about the cannibalistic eyes of those male disciples. On the second day after coming here, Mingmo wandered here, and unconsciously came to the back mountain and browsed the scenery casually.

But sometimes it's hard to relax, and there are always all sorts of things coming to you. Ming Mo, who was strolling, frowned, heard the sound of breaking the air in the distance, and took a step to the left slightly, and a sword was already inserted in front of him.

Looking up, Ming Mo had already noticed that a man had appeared on a big rock in front of him, a man in white and snow. This man is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with long gray hair, draped casually over his shoulders, tall and tall, wearing a white jade crown, sword eyebrows slightly raised, a pair of eyes revealing a sword-sharp gaze, extremely cold, with a scabbard behind his back, but there is no sword in it, it looks like the one in front of Ming Mo, he gives people the feeling of a sword, a sharp sword out of the sheath.

He looks like a handsome and cold man.

"Why do you want to make a move on me?" Ming Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this person and asked lightly.

With a suck of his palm, the sword in front of Ming Mo returned to the hand of the cold and arrogant man, he looked at Ming Mo and said lightly: "Fight with me, I want to see if the man chosen by the little junior sister is worthy of her!"