After listening to Luo Yao's story, Mo Qian let out a long breath, looking up at the distant sky, and felt as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

yes, who would have thought that he would let a man surnamed Luo set foot in Chongwu again?

The stars are moving, the years are turning, the past thousands of years ago are coming one after another, and scenes flash in my heart.

"In the future, you will become the Holy Monarch of Chongwu, will it be lonely to live alone in such a big place?"

"Why don't you accept eight apprentices in the future, and name them according to these two peaks! The moon is clear and the wind is clear, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, how good! ”

"My father didn't like me to be with him, and he wouldn't let me see him. I really, there is no other way. As long as you are willing to help me keep it a secret, my father will not be suspicious. Father, he has always trusted you very much. ”

"Why not? Could it be that just because he is the Jiuqiu Luo clan, I have to disobey my true heart? ”

Why not?

If it weren't for Qingling's sentence "Why not" in Huaqing Palace, Mo Qian thought to himself, he probably wouldn't have accepted Luo Yao's apprentice.

But with that grudge and obsession, trust and betrayal, guilt and remorse, who can figure out who owes whom?

Seeing that Mo Qian had been silent, Luo Yao studied his expression from the side, and asked tentatively, "Master and my uncle ......?"

"You entered Chongwu to apprentice that day," Mo Qian cut off Luo Yao's inquiry and asked him instead: "Although I guessed your identity, I couldn't find any trace of the demon clan's spiritual power on you. Since you are the son of the heroine of Jiuqiu, it is impossible for you to not have the aura of the demon clan on your body. ”

Luo Yao saw that Mo Qian deliberately diverted the topic, so he did it as he pleased. He spread out his right palm, unsealed a dark long sword, and presented it to Mo Qian, "That's because the disciple has this thing sealed in his body." ”

Mo Qian took the sword and looked at it, and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, "Xuan Ting? ”

The four great swords of antiquity, Qingyun, Bai Hong, Zhu Xia, and Xuan Ting. Among them, Zhu Xia and Xuan Ting have been gone for a long time. After Zhang Xuannu died in the battle of Cangli, the Qingyun Sword was nowhere to be found. Only Bai Hong, who has been inherited from the previous generation of Chongwu Holy Monarch to the hands of Mo Qian.

These four divine swords are all forged by the ancient gods, and each has its own strengths. And the Xuanting Sword is a special weapon used by the ancient god of war Bi Biao to fight against the demon clan, and it has an extremely powerful suppressive power against the demon clan's spiritual power.

Mo Qian handed the sword back to Luo Yao and asked thoughtfully, "It is rumored that this sword has been in the Western Continent for thousands of years, where did you get it?" ”

"This sword was accidentally obtained by my father from a merchant in the Western Continent more than 500 years ago." Luo Yao resealed Xuan Ting into his palm, "The people of the Western Continent don't understand the divine power, so they can't understand the subtlety of this sword, and the dark color of Xuan Ting is inconspicuous, so they are sold as an ordinary weapon." ”

Mo Qian thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The Barrys controlled the sea route from Osawa to the Western Continent, so naturally they could be the first to receive any information from the Western Continent.

He was silent for a moment, and then said to Luo Yao: "The Chongwu faction has always been outside the battle of the royal family. Although I have promised, anyone who can crack the Xuantian Four Elephant Array, regardless of their background, can worship me as a teacher. But as the son of Daze and the only son of the Queen of Jiuqiu, it is not suitable for you to stay in a place of cultivation like Chongwu. ”

Compared with other disciples, Luo Yao's personality is indeed very likable to Mo Qian. Not humble or arrogant, not impatient or impatient, and smart and shrewd, if he can appear in a different capacity, he should be more suitable than any of his disciples to inherit Chongwu's position as the Holy Monarch.

It's a pity......

Mo Qian looked at the glittering Misty Valley Gan Yuan under his feet, "After you come out of Gan Yuan, you can go down the mountain by yourself." From now on, you will no longer be my disciple. ”

Luo Yao was silent for a moment, knelt down in front of Mo Qian, and kowtowed three times respectfully, "Disciple bows to thank the teacher for his teachings." ”

The moment he decided to use his strength at the Gan Yuan Conference today, he had already expected this result.

It stands to reason that now that his goal has been achieved, he should no longer have nostalgia for Chongwu, but in just a few months, he has been getting along with his fellow siblings day and night, learning martial arts freely, drinking tea and playing games in his spare time, which has made him experience a kind of intimacy and comfort that he has never experienced before. He has been separated from his father since he was a child, and the time he spends with his sister is also handful. And Chongwu's group of disciples, all of them are pure-minded and have no city, even though they have different personalities, they all treat people with honesty.

Even Mo Qian himself has been teaching various cultivation techniques without reservation, allowing his water spiritual cultivation to improve to a new level in a few months......

Thinking of this, Luo Yao said: "Yao concealed his identity and deceived the master into being the same disciple as you, and he is indeed shameless to call himself a disciple of Chongwu again. But in Yao's heart, he will always regard Master as a teacher. ”

Mo Qian nodded indifferently, then turned around with the back of his hand, and said no more.

Luo Yao got up and walked to the edge of the cliff, feeling that the barrier in the valley had gradually withdrawn, he turned around and saluted Mo Qian again, and jumped down.

There was a milky white streamer in the misty valley, and the further you walked to the center, the stronger the light became. Above the most central clearing, there was a beam of enchantment light that sealed the Red Soul Bead, and it was dazzling and dazzling.

There were two people standing in front of the clearing, one of them turned his head and saw Luo Yao, his dress fluttering over, his voice was full of excitement:

"Little Seven!"

Qing Ling took Luo Yao's arm and said non-stop in one breath, "It's really you!" Did you know that I just saw you win the final match, and I couldn't believe it! When did you practice kung fu so well? Was it because of the people who participated in the competition, or did you hide it from me all along? ”

Luo Yao's surprise at the moment was not under Qing Ling, "Senior sister, why are you here?" ”

The night before, Mu Han summoned the guards, and Qingling fled in a hurry. Afterwards, Luo Yao comforted Mu Han and did not tell the matter.

He rushed to Qingling's residence to reassure her, but could not find any trace of her.

Luo Yao guessed that Qing Ling hid because of her weak heart, so she deliberately made a puppet to cover her up, but she never expected that she would hide in the forbidden place of Migu Ganyuan.

Qing Ling chirped and explained the general situation, looked back at Mu Chen, and said to Luo Yao: "It's a matter of life and death." Xiao Qi, you won't refuse to help him, will you? ”

Luo Yao crossed Qingling and looked at Mu Chen.

Mu Chen walked slowly from the soft light outside the enchantment, his white clothes were like snow, his eyebrows were picturesque, his long hair fluttered slightly with his body, and there was an indescribable nobility in his temperament.

Luo Yao had never seen Chaoyan Muchen, and he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart at this moment. The sister-in-law of Emperor Chaoyan and Wang Ji of Panye, indeed, should be so......

Mu Chen's mother, Ji Zhenji, the eldest king of the leaves, was once a beauty of the Protoss who was as famous as Zhang Xuannu. Xuannu is good at martial arts, Zhen Ji is good at writing, all have peerless appearance, outstanding demeanor, because they live in Zhanggu Mountain and Panye Country respectively, and are called "North and South Shuangshu" by the world. At that time, there was a poem that said: "Zhang Gu is peerless, and the leaves are pouring into the city." Ande Yun Palace, the palace lock Zhu Yan charm. ”

The palace is the dormitory of the ancient emperor, and there is no trace of it. Therefore, after the two peerless beauties married Emperor Yanhao successively, some people changed the "Flowing Palace" in the poem to "Vermilion Bird Palace", and sighed that Emperor Hao was really a heroic man in the world, and he was comparable to the Emperor of Heaven. However, Shuangshu's life is thin, and they have not been locked by the Vermilion Bird Palace for too long, and they have died of incense, leaving the world to sigh......

Mu Chen's face was still a little pale, his expression was softer than Su Ri, and he smiled at Luo Yao, "Congratulations." ”

Luo Yao's tone was also very polite, "Thank you, Your Highness." He looked down at Qing Ling, who was tugging at his sleeve, and asked directly, "Listen to Senior Sister, Your Highness wants me to give up the divine power of the Red Soul Bead?" ”

Mu Chen was silent for a moment, "Yes." The fingers in his sleeve clenched slightly, and then added: "If you are willing to agree, I can help you fulfill other wishes within my ability." ”

In his life, he rarely begged for help, and even though he was severely punished and tortured by his father, he never said a word to beg for mercy.

After being expelled from Chaoyan, he was disheartened for a while, and he also thought about dying depressed and ending his life. Then grievances, frames, and betrayals breed hot and dark emotions in the bottom of the heart, and in the complex contradictions in the heart, how can there not be the slightest desire to survive?

Even if he is willing to let go, even if he is willing to die silently, those courtiers and staff who were implicated by him to death, his relatives who rescued him from birth and death, and friends who did not hesitate to gamble on the future of their lives, their dedication and belief will also be hidden in the long river of history without leaving a trace......

The moment Chun Yuyan fainted in the arena, a flash of despair flashed in Mu Chen's heart. According to the original plan, even if Yan lost the final game, he could sneak into the Misty Valley Ganyuan and use force to help Mu Chen snatch the Red Soul Bead. However, now that Yan's life and death are uncertain, Mu Chen must seek the last ray of life alone in the case of the loss of spiritual power.

In other family members, he may be able to deduce the other party's desires and hopes very clearly and quickly, promise bargaining chips, and persuade the other party to cooperate with him. But this mysterious Chongwu disciple in front of him, what would he want?

Qing Ling glanced at Mu Chen confidently and earnestly, nodded at him, signaled to him to reassure, and then pulled Luo Yao's sleeve again, "It's common sense to help people in danger, just give back or something, right?" ”

Luo Yao lowered his eyes for a moment, and pulled out his sleeve from Qing Ling's hand, "I'm sorry, I can't agree." ”

Qing Ling didn't believe his ears at all.

Her eyes widened, and she looked up at him angrily, "Xiao Qi, you! How can you see death without salvation? You don't have the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, and you won't die! Your skills are already so high, why are you still insatiable? ”

Luo Yao waved his hand to set a ban, "I want the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, and it has nothing to do with cultivation. ”

Qingling hurriedly said: "In that case, why don't you give in?" ”

Luo Yao hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "I haven't seen my mother for more than three hundred years, and this is my only chance. ”

"What does this have to do with the Red Soul Bead?"

Qing Ling couldn't figure out his thinking for a while, and he didn't have time to get to the bottom of it at this critical moment, so he only picked up the key points and said: "If you want to see your mother, there is always a chance!" But if Prince Muchen dies, he will never be able to live again! ”

She hadn't seen her parents since she was born, and her concept of mother-son affection was very vague, thinking that if Mu Chen couldn't get the divine power of the Red Soul Bead, she would definitely die, and her heart was full of anxiety.

Luo Yao said: "Even if I can give up the opportunity to get divine power, I must not give it to the waste prince of Chaoyan. If I help him, I will be an enemy of Emperor Hao, and I will rebel against the will. When the time comes, I won't be the only one involved. ”

Qingling said: "As long as we don't say it, no one will know!" Master let him stay in Chongwu for so long, didn't no one know? ”

"It's one thing to take him in for the time being, it's another to keep him alive. Didn't Master help him get the divine power of the Red Soul Bead? If he intervenes, who can stand in the way? Luo Yao took a slight breath and tried his best to explain in a language that Qing Ling could understand: "Since Emperor Hao used the punishment of Heavenly Thunder on him, he was ruthless in wanting to take his life, but he didn't want to tell the truth, so he let him die in a foreign land in the name of exile. If he suddenly returned alive, how could Emperor Hao not pursue the whole story? ”

"Pursue it!" Qing Ling felt that his voice was trembling, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or sadness, "He didn't do anything, and it was unfair to be punished!" If you're worried about getting involved, you can put everything on me! ”

"How do you know he hasn't done it? Besides, it's not as simple as you think. Sometimes, the life and death of one person can involve thousands of innocent sacrifices. ”

Luo Yao looked at Qing Ling helplessly, and reached out to support her shoulder, "Senior sister, with your character, you really shouldn't get involved in the battle of the royal family. You don't understand ...... at all"

Qing Ling turned around and waved away Luo Yao's hand, "I don't understand you!" I can see it clearly now, you are a villain who tends to be inflammatory, and he is wise enough to protect himself! Mu Han and Ah Jing belittle you and make fun of you behind your back, you can do nothing more than see that they are gaining power, and desperately want to slap them! Since you came to Chongwu, my brothers and I have always treated you sincerely, but you have hidden your strength from everyone! I should have thought a long time ago that it would be impossible for someone like you to say yes! ”

Disappointment, anger, guilt and worry about Mu Chen made Qing Ling almost unable to control his emotions, and tears almost overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

She didn't expect that the junior brother she had always trusted and cared for would become a person in the blink of an eye, more cold-hearted and cold-blooded than the master, and the strangeness made her feel cold!

Or, Luo Yao was originally such a person, but he was so stupid that he couldn't see anything......

Qing Ling bit his lip, his body turned back, and he pushed Mu Chen in the direction of the Red Soul Bead Enchantment with one hand, and spread it out with the other, unsealing the royal organ.