It's been a long time.

Nearly half a year has passed since the master and apprentice parted from the Shanhai Bar.

During this period, Mo Xiaochuan never took the initiative to inquire about the whereabouts of the old guy, and the latter never heard from him.

What appeared in front of Mo Xiaochuan at this time was, of course, the real Mo Jingshan, not the impostor who stirred up trouble in the battle of the altar before.

How did the old guy come to the Cave Blessed Land?

The answer is simple.

He interjected.

In other words, he used a wisp of his spirit as a teleportation target, and used his physical body to shatter the barrier of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land.

Of course, this is not an easy matter.

Even with the old guy's current cultivation, if he wants to do this, he must pay a lot of price.

But he still came, because Mo Xiaochuan was his only apprentice.

Even if Mo Xiaochuan could save his life under the calculations of the harlequin and the Queen Mother of the West, the old guy couldn't watch him be trapped here for a hundred years like Liu Yu.

It's just that at this moment, facing the happy smile on Mo Xiaochuan's face, the old guy seemed a little angry, stepped forward, and slammed Mo Xiaochuan's head with a violent shudder.

"How did you teach you before as a teacher, remember not to be reckless when you encounter things, if you can't beat it, run quickly, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, what's the matter, I feel like I'm amazing lately, and the whole person is floating?"

In the face of the old guy's accusation, the smile on Mo Xiaochuan's face did not change, and he replied seriously: "I still have hole cards that I haven't used!"

As he spoke, Mo Xiaochuan took out the meat pill that had burst out of the bodies of those underground monsters from the ruling order.

Originally, in his plan, if he really couldn't beat the clown and the Queen Mother of the West in the future, he planned to take medicine on the spot and forcibly improve his skill level.

Unfortunately, before he could make a trick, the old guy came.

Seeing the pile of meat pills of different sizes and colors in Mo Xiaochuan's hand, the gloomy color on the old guy's face finally subsided a little, but he still said with a straight face: "This is still a little bit like this." ”

Mo Xiaochuan smiled, pointed to the clump of blood cocoons behind the old guy and asked, "How do you get this thing?"

The old guy didn't know what Mo Xiaochuan was thinking in his heart, shook his head and said: "This thing is useless to you, although you have mastered the devouring power of the roe deer owl, but the effect of eating Ganoderma lucidum and eating arsenic is still different after all." ”

Mo Xiaochuan nodded, and then asked, "Then, what about them?"

This is what Mo Xiaochuan is more concerned about.

The old guy turned his head, first took back the dragon rope tied to Yu Rebellion's body, and then looked at Ying Zhao and Lu Wu, who were still kneeling on the ground, neither planning to escape nor resisting, and said with hanging eyes: "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser Kou is the strongest truth, since you lose, don't have a fluke mentality." ”

Ying Zhao's face was dead, but no one knew whether he was more regretful or depressed at this time.

Whether Mo Xiaochuan dies or not has never meant anything to him.

The key is whether the Queen Mother of the West can live.

Now it seems that there is no hope in this matter.

So the next moment, Ying Zhao raised his head with a wry smile, looked at the old guy, and sighed softly: "Thank you for success." ”

After saying that, Ying Zhao raised his hand and slapped it on his head, there was no flesh and blood splashing, and there was no difference in his head, he just closed his eyes and fell to the ground softly.

This god-level powerhouse, who was once a candidate for the presiding judge of the Los Angeles Adjudication Office, and now a senior member of MSS, fell in front of his lifelong dream in such a self-determined way.

Until his death, his body was still worshipping in the direction of the blood cocoon.

Mo Xiaochuan realized that this was probably not just a story of a loyal minister, but a special emotion mixed with tens of thousands of years.

He turned his head to look at the old guy, who shrugged his shoulders lightly: "Don't ask me, I don't know how this pair of adulterers came together." ”

Mo Xiaochuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Is it too much to say that?"

The old guy snorted coldly: "It is impossible to slander the enemy." ”

Mo Xiaochuan said helplessly: "You said that you slandered ......"

The old guy waved his hand angrily: "You talk a lot!"

Mo Xiaochuan coughed dryly, he really didn't expect that the old guy's aura would be so sufficient, just one sentence made Ying Zhao cut himself off, and immediately said in a continuous voice: "I mean, Mr. Lu watched me grow up after all, although he made a mistake this time, he can give him a chance to make meritorious contributions." ”

In this regard, the old guy was noncommittal, just looked at Lu Wu and said, "What do you think?"

Compared with the despair before Yingzhao's death, Lu Wu's nine songs show different emotions, some regret, some dazed, some depressed, and some angry, but in the end, all these emotions turned into a long sigh.

"It's nothing more than that, let these juniors protect this world for me. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xiaochuan immediately felt bad, but he didn't have time to stop it, so he saw that Mr. Lu's body dissolved on the spot, turned into a golden residual light, and fell into the bodies of Pu Lao and Sister Chun.

The next moment, with a soft groan, Sister Chun woke up.

At this point, the story of this cave blessed land can be regarded as a complete end, for Mo Xiaochuan, it can be regarded as a gain and loss, but it is different from his previous time in Hongguoshu Waterfall, even at this time, the entire cave heaven blessed land has not collapsed.

So, how do you get out?

Mo Xiaochuan looked at the old guy with some blankness, and the latter put his hand into the blood cocoon again.

"Are you ready?"

Mo Xiaochuan thought to himself that there was a switch in the blood cocoon, and was about to nod, but suddenly remembered another thing, and immediately shouted: "My last wish is that I will no longer be sad in this life, and I will be safe and happy forever." ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaochuan hadn't received Liu Yu's reply yet, when he saw the old guy's face change, and said in a deep voice: "Grass! I forgot about this stubble!"

Mo Xiaochuan looked at the old guy a little inexplicably, and was about to ask something, but he heard an earth-shattering roar coming from a distance.

Immediately after, the same clear light crossed the eyes of Yu Yi and Yu Shui, and a dragon and a snake let out a long howl from their mouths at the same time, and turned their heads towards the altar where they came.

The next moment, the blood cocoon around Mo Xiaochuan burst open, turning into pieces of crimson chips scattered in all directions, and then the whole world was like these chips, shattering in an instant, and then dissipating into nothingness.

When the dust cleared, Mo Xiaochuan found himself back in the real Journey to the West Cave, where Boss Li, Pu Lao, Sister Chun and others were still lying on the ground, while Olivia and Trudeau were wailing separately.

Before Mo Xiaochuan could react, he felt that his head had been beaten again.

The old guy stood beside him with hatred and steel, and said urgently: "What are you doing in a daze! Hurry back to Qingshui Street! The dragon in the house is about to be stolen!"