One hundred and eighty-one chapters

"Luo'er, who is he! looks like the brother next door, ugly! Mo Xiaoye said unceremoniously.

The corners of Feng Moran's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to pat his head, "Ah Huang next door?" Is Ben Zhenjun really so ugly? "Let's sit next to Dongfang Luo'er.

Mo Xiaoye touched the head that was hurt and glared at him, "Dare to pat the head of this sect master, you are dead!" After speaking, he stretched out his greasy little hand and wiped it over!

Feng Mo Ran laughed, raised his hand and waved, he froze in place and couldn't move, this kid is interesting!

"Where did you pick this kid up?" Feng Mo Ran changed his previous expression and asked.

Dongfang Luoer smiled, seeing him change back to the appearance he was when he first met, this is the real him!

"His name is Mo Xiaoxie, he was picked up by Flying Star City, his qualifications are not bad, if Xuantian Palace can accept him, it will be a good choice."

"Well, I'll see." Feng Mo Ran checked his qualifications with the Heavenly Eye and nodded, "Xuantian Palace can't accept him to stay with you!" This kid's luck can bring you a lot of benefits! ”

"I want to enter the sect of interception and participate in this recruitment conference of the two sects." Dongfang Luoer said.

Feng Moran nodded and smiled, "It's just right, it's time to go back after I've been away from the division for a long time!" "As a disciple of the Interception Sect, he can travel abroad, not to mention his multiple identities, and he has very little time to stay in the Interception Sect, but now these are not important, she is the most important.

There are still tens of thousands of miles away from Hongyan City to the Futu Mountain Range, the site of the two sects' disciple collection conference, and there is still about a month to go, so there is plenty of time on the way.

Jingcheng. Inside the Imperial Palace.

Nangong Muyang gave a cold face to the imperial brother for the first time, "Didn't you think about the consequences before you did this?" Mo Ran is the same as Sister Huang, once you fall in love with someone, even if you give your life, you actually teleported her to Flying Star City, is this really your original intention? ”

Nangong Mutian, as an emperor at the moment, did not refute a word, and regretted it, "Dye Er is gone?" ”

"Not only is it gone, there will never be a free king again." Nangong Muyang once reminded him, why did the imperial brother insist on doing this, alas! Doesn't he know the temper of the ink dye?

Nangong Mutian is like a defeated rooster. "I will decree marriage now. Cancel the concubine selection banquet, and there is ......"

"It's late!" Nangong Muyang shook his head, "He has already decided so." ”

Nangong Mutian had nothing to say, and at this moment he had a feeling of hating iron but not steel. He could only help Nangong Biluo carry a black pot this time. In fact, it was not he who really sent Dongfang Luo'er to Flying Star City. But pity the parents of the world, he doesn't want Feng Moran to know about it, and Biluo won't even have the opportunity to call him brother. It's also the result of him being too spoiled, now punish her for thinking about it in the quiet room!

Nangong Muyang was still a little puzzled, although the imperial brother was impulsive, he would not want to kill Dongfang Luo'er, but it was indeed the imperial brother's shadow guard who made the shot.

On the other side, the Flying Star Border, Fengyang City.

There were only a dozen people left in the first batch of scuffles in the ring, Dongfang Luo'er looked at a handsome man in a black robe among the dozen people, and asked Feng Mo Ran curiously, "Mo Ran, who is that person?" ”

Feng Moran watched with her, and said with a little amusement, "He is Ji Yichen, the strategist under the Flying Star War King Ji Fengfei." ”

Dongfang Luo'er asked a little puzzled, "A diner from the general's family actually came to participate in the selection of a city lord's son-in-law?" Isn't this self-defeating? ”

"It's not a self-depreciation, the city lord of Fengyang City is actually a prince of the opposite sex of the Ji family, with a special identity, and Ji Yichen is only a nameless descendant of the Ji family, although as a war king strategist, his identity can be regarded as a match!" It's just that this Ji Yichen is a thoughtful person.

Dongfang Luo'er suddenly felt that the whole competition was boring, "I didn't expect that the immortal cultivation world is also like the world, and it is still doing everything to chase fame and fortune." She retracted her gaze from the ring and looked at the scenery to the side.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at it with his unique pigtails, and didn't forget to comment, "What's this?" I once saw a high-level monk bow his head and lick the feet of a low-level monk, just because he can't afford to provoke the powerful forces behind the other party, the world of cultivating immortals is more cruel and dark than the world, and what you see is only the tip of the iceberg. "However, the person who bullied him dared to pull off his horse even if he was the emperor Lao Tzu.

Dongfang Luo'er snorted and laughed, "Yes! Immortal cultivators are more afraid of death than mortals, after all, mortals are destined to die, and the immortal cultivation realm can obviously live longer, of course, they will not die, and it is naturally easier to bow their heads. ”

"However, there are exceptions, the ancestor of the Dongfang family back then was promoted from a weak person to the strong step by step to the ranks of the six great families and dominated for tens of thousands of years." Feng Moran looked at Dongfang Luo'er with a smile and teased, "And didn't you just inherit this bloody nature?" ”

"That's nature." The corners of Dongfang Luo'er's mouth raised.

"The Oriental Family? What is it? Mo Xiaoye asked curiously, seeing these two people chatting with each other, he suddenly lowered his face unhappily, and glared at Feng Moran like a young wolf protecting food.

Seeing his appearance, Dongfang Luo'er reached out and pressed on the top of his head and rubbed it indiscriminately, "Children, don't ask too much if you are an adult." "If you ask, you won't understand.

Mo Xiaoye was unwilling to be rubbed by Dongfang Luo'er, and jumped up angrily, "This sect leader is twelve, not a child, I peeked at Qingqing taking a bath yesterday!" ”

Dongfang Luo'er suddenly smiled, "Mo Xiaoxie, you are so beautiful now that you will grow up and pay it back!" Poof, haha. You haven't even grown a hairy baby, even if you look at it, what can you do! She laughed and teased.

Feng Moran coughed lightly a few times, and asked with a smile, "I said little evil!" Is that Qingqing your childhood sweetheart's partner? All the smiles in his eyes were a smile, this kid had a little lover who probably couldn't pry his corner.

Mo Xiaoye smiled proudly, "What are you laughing at!" Qingqing is the daughter-in-law of the sect leader sooner or later, see what you are afraid of! What's more, the sect leader will have three thousand harem beauties in the future! ”

"Poof! The ambition is very ambitious, not much, it has to be strong after you are strong! Dongfang Luoer said with a smile.

The corners of Feng Moran's mouth raised, "Hmm! Little evil must work hard to cultivate! Although he couldn't help but laugh now, but this kid looked at that shrewd mind and bone veins, this is a rare qualification for cultivating immortals in the world, and it is unknown whether he will be able to dominate the party in the future.

Mo Xiaoye nodded proudly, "That is, this sect master must cultivate hard in the future, and he will become the emperor of the entire immortal cultivation world." ”

Feng Moran was stunned for a moment, this ambition is big enough.

"It's good to cultivate hard, and after I enter the sect, you will already stay in the Xuantian Temple and cultivate well, don't let me down!" Maybe in the future, I'll be able to use Dongfang Luo'er when you little hairy heads. "Mo Xiaoye can't enter the Interception Sect, so he can only stay in the Xuantian Palace!

Mo Xiaoye heard her mention it and continued: "I heard that there are very few people who can pass the test!" Can you do it? "Every year, thousands of people apply for the election, but only 100 people can pass, which shows the cruelty of the competition.

Dongfang Luo'er nodded, "Well, and it must succeed and not fail!" Her expression couldn't help but become serious, there were only two days before the day when the two sects recruited disciples, and tomorrow she would set off with him to the Futu Mountain Range.

Mo Xiaoye suddenly pulled Dongfang Luo'er's sleeve with a flattering face, "Sister Luo'er, what do you think of Xiaoxie?" Is it okay to be your waiter? Said a flattering and flattering look of cuteness.

Dongfang Luo'er pulled back her sleeves in confusion, "When I am my waiter?" Do? Don't you want to cultivate well? "And isn't such an evil and eccentric boy just asking for trouble for himself?

"If you want to enter the sect with Luo'er, this is a good opportunity, at least countless times stronger than your own cultivation." Leaving this guy who looks like a bad boy by Dongfang Luo'er's side, it is estimated that he will definitely make chickens and dogs jump! Feng Moran smiled lightly and pondered. (To be continued......)