"There's no time, get down!"

"Okay."

Mo Shen didn't talk nonsense, he didn't think about it, he just lay down, in fact, even if the scholar didn't say it, at this time, she also felt an unprecedented violent energy, which made her subconsciously react like this.

Looking at the scholar again, compared with before, his whole person has changed very obviously, although he can't figure out where it has changed, but the momentum shown from his body has become more than twice as strong.

The next moment, the scholar directly stretched out his right hand, and with the action of stretching out his right hand, the palm of his right hand continued to emerge with clusters of black light.

Such a black light drove the surrounding air, and the resulting small vortex pulled the surrounding space over, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it collapsed over time.

It's not that there is no such possibility, Mo Li looked at everything that happened in front of him, and deep in his heart, he directly set off a stormy wave, and this overly young master in front of him was not much better than his grandfather.

If he said this, he should be that senior, thinking of this, Mo Shen's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, if this senior is here, there should be no problem.

While the ink god was relaxed, he rested to the dark green object floating around his body, which was not too large in size in terms of shape.

On the surface of this object, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling constantly emerges, strictly speaking, it is this feeling that allows the ink god to enter here.

Thinking of this, Mo Shen subconsciously stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to grab the dark green object.

"Ahem, you wait a minute!"

Behind the ink god, there was a relatively weak voice of the scholar, it seemed that the battle had ended on his side, just listening to such a weak voice, it was obviously not lightly injured.

Looking at the scholar again, seeing that the ink god was about to touch the dark green object, his eyes showed a relatively anxious expression.

Judging from the current situation, she can't touch this thing yet, otherwise, this space that is too fragile to be fragile may collapse immediately, and it is not impossible to do so.

What's worse is that the move he made just now aggravated his injury, and his time was running out, so there was no time left at all.

Thinking of this, the scholar couldn't help sighing, the matter has come to this, it's useless to say anything, the only thing to be thankful for is that before he dissipated, he was able to meet Xuan Rang's granddaughter, which can be regarded as fate.

While thinking like this, the scholar rushed directly to the side of the ink god with a relatively anxious pace, and said his thoughts quite directly.

"You're here for that stone, aren't you?"

"That's right, Senpai."

Linked to the identity of the other party, coupled with the fact that the other party had already clarified the facts quite directly, it was not interesting to hide it, Mo Li did not hesitate, but generously admitted it.

"Okay, since you're the granddaughter of that old friend, would you be interested in doing me a favor?"

"Senior, say it."

The other party has helped him so much, if he does another favor on his side, there is nothing that is not impossible, while thinking like this, Mo Shen directly said his thoughts.

"Very well, in this case, the stone will be handed over to you."

Hearing this, Mo Shen was slightly stunned, and the other party's slightly jumping thinking made her not keep up with the rhythm of thinking at the first time.

It was a long time before she opened her mouth to ask the scholar.

"Senior, is that the stone you are talking about?"

"That's right, ahem."

As time passed, the scholar's face became worse and worse, and the matter had come to this point, even if he wanted to deliberately hide it, it would be useless, even if Mo Li was dull, she also saw some kind of clue, not to mention, she was a rather sensitive person herself.

While thinking like this, Mo Li didn't care about other things, and ran to the scholar's side without thinking about it.

"Senior, you don't matter, right?"

"I'm fine, it doesn't matter......"

Even so, looking at his reluctant movements, it didn't look like there was nothing at all, and the scholar at this time first looked around with the corner of his eye, and found that the space around him was revealing his true face little by little, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he kept patting Moshen on the shoulder, but comforted her.

"Kid, I'm fine."

"But ......"

Although the two of them only have a one-sided relationship, they can't be so sad, but, considering the relationship between the other party and his grandfather, it is not an incomprehensible thing for Mo Shen to suddenly show such emotions.

While the ink god was sad, his heart was full of doubts, it stands to reason that with the strength of his predecessors, in this world, it is almost the same if it is not an immortal existence.

How could such a powerful existence die suddenly, no, there must be something wrong, yes, maybe that's it.

Taking a step back, even if there is really any hidden disease in the body of the predecessor, as long as you find your grandfather, everything can be solved, thinking of this, Mo Shen's heart is ignited with new hope.

She grabbed the scholar's hand, looking like this, she wanted to pull the other party to her grandfather's side.

"Senior, you come with me, grandpa is not far away, if he is there, maybe ......"

Before the ink god finished speaking, he was gently interrupted by the scholar, and at this time, he showed a slightly sad expression, and even in his eyes, he lost the brilliance of the past.

"It's useless, my strength is no worse than Xuanrang, this is my limit, no one can do it."

This kind of sadness did not last long, the scholar simply collected his emotions and showed a normal smile, yes, he knew about this matter, and it was not a day or two, there was nothing to worry about.

Even if he dies, he just exists here in a different form, yes, even if Gu Chen does it, there is nothing to be afraid of.

On the Mo Shen side, when he heard the scholar say this, instead of being relieved, he showed a more sad expression than before, although he didn't cry, but, strictly speaking, it was not much worse.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone wants to open a little, if you cry again, the stone won't be given to you."

Judging from the effect, the scholar's words are quite effective, not to mention anything else, as soon as he heard this, Mo Shen immediately stopped crying, and directly showed a nervous expression.

Seeing this, the scholar sighed helplessly, and didn't say anything, so back and forth, but dilute this sad atmosphere, in a sense, this is also a good thing.

"The one in front of you is the stone, wait, don't touch it yet."

"Okay."

Mo Shen withdrew her hand embarrassedly, showing a slightly embarrassed expression, not because she couldn't control herself, but because this stone had an indescribable weird feeling.

To put it simply, the more you stare at it, the more you are attracted to it, and before you know it, your hand is stretched out there, if it weren't for the scholar reminding himself, with the ability of the ink god alone, maybe it wouldn't be so easy to react.

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out behind Mo Li's back, and when he looked at the stone in front of him again, he had long lost the kindness he had before.

The scholar naturally saw the ink god's reaction to the stone just now, but he didn't say anything, but shifted the topic to other places.

"Why did you get this stone?"

"If nothing else, I just want to get in touch with my grandfather as soon as possible......"

After finding her grandfather, the task of finding stones became to prove herself, but Mo Li didn't tell the scholar about this, this matter was an agreement between her and her grandfather, and it was better to know less about other people's words.

After hearing this, the scholar burst out laughing, such an exaggerated action really made people worry about whether he would faint directly from laughter.

Fortunately, this kind of laughter did not last long, and the scholar's side returned to normal, to be honest, the scholar laughed like this for some reason.

Although what he said may not be understood by anyone, but the reason does exist, simply put, if the person who made the stone knew that his precious stone was just used as a microphone, maybe he would be angry.

The scholar smiled in his heart, hesitated in his heart, and after a long time, he made a decision in his heart, and the scholar felt that it was better not to let the ink god know the truth of the matter.

Knowing too much is not a good thing for her at all, not to mention, Xuan Rang also knows about it, and because of this, there is nothing wrong with not telling Mo Shen.

However, saying that, I still have to find a reason, thinking of this, the scholar's heart felt a little more guilty, to be honest, he didn't want to deceive the ink god, but there was no way.

"The words of this stone will be handed over to you, and as for the importance, you should understand it without me saying it."

The scholar adopted a relatively ingenious method, and did not explain it himself, but let the ink god guess by himself, and sure enough, judging from the results, such an approach is not unintelligent.

Not to mention anything else, at least, on the side of the ink god, it played a pretty good effect, and when the ink god heard this, he didn't say anything, but nodded directly, indicating that he really listened.

It was only at this time that the scholar's heart that had been hanging finally quieted down, at first, he wanted to give the stone to Ryan, that's right, before he met the ink god, he thought so.

However, after the scholar met the ink god in this unexpected place, his previous plan had been adjusted quite subtly.

That's right, compared to Ryan, Moshen is obviously a good inheritor, both in terms of strength and identity, he is a pretty good candidate.

Although I'm a little sorry, after all, I deceived first, but, the matter has come to this, the scholar can't find a better choice at all, now, the scholar who has learned about a wish, and doesn't have too many regrets, the next words, as long as ......

However, before he could finish thinking about such thoughts, in the scholar's perception, he suddenly sensed an extremely strong energy, which made his face show a rather frightened expression.

If the scholar is not wrong, I am afraid that the development of things will become more troublesome.