Chapter Ninety-One.Bright Moon City!

In just half a month, the War Hall was pushed all the way in the northern Xinjiang, and nearly a hundred sects of all sizes were shattered under the iron hooves of the War Palace, and those sects whose confidence was inflated and tried to replace the Wanshou Palace bore the brunt.

They tried to unite to contend with the War Palace, but the disparity in strength was too great, and they were trampled by the iron hooves of the War Hall army in the blink of an eye!

Some people are happy and some are worried, the expedition of the War Hall has made those sects that are not strong in the background see hope, they hope to join the War Palace, so that they can cultivate higher-level exercises, have a better cultivation environment, and have stronger backers!

Because the battle hall only needs territory and people, they need a steady stream of blood in the future to replenish the war camp!

The subdued sect family does not need to change the court, and there is also the high-level mental cultivation of the War Palace, for those small sects, this is simply a pie-in-the-sky thing, so some sects got the news that the army of the War Hall had not yet arrived, so they prepared wine and food and went out to greet each other!

No matter what calculations these sect families make, as long as they cultivate the Heart Method of the War Palace, then everyone's hearts will fall to the War Hall without reservation, and they will willingly surrender to the War Palace!

In less than half a month, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have been added, and although these are just ordinary soldiers, they will soon become elites after being tempered on the battlefield!

Bright Moon City!

At this time, in the drunken immortal building of Mingyue City, a group of monks who had returned from hunting were drinking and chatting, it was morning, there were not many people in the entire restaurant, and there was no one else on the second floor except for this table.

"Come, drink!"

"After three months, I finally came out of that hellish place!"

"yes, you have to have a good drink today!"

"Come on, come on!"

“......”

After the halfway tour of the wine.

"Eh, you say, how long will it take for the army of the Battle Hall to reach Bright Moon City!" said one of them.

"In my opinion, the army will be in the city in less than a month!"

"No, no, no, look at this posture, I don't think I can use it for a month, at most about 20 days!"

"Hey, didn't you ......say that this Bright Moon Pavilion would be destroyed at that time?" Suddenly, one of them lowered his voice and said, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another companion: "Shhh

"Hey, hey, it's okay, there's no one else!"

"Anyway, you should be careful! Don't drink a few pounds of cat urine and get your brain hot. The man glared at him and said.

"Okay! I won't say it!" Maybe he knew that he was wrong, the person who had just mentioned Mingyue Pavilion raised his wine glass awkwardly and drank it all, which was regarded as making amends!

At this time, they didn't know that they had just escaped by luck!

"Grandpa Mo, why don't you let me go down and teach them a lesson!?" On the third floor, at this time, a pretty girl looked at the old man in front of her angrily, and said angrily. That little girl is not very old, and she is only fourteen or fifteen years old!

"Miss! Recently, the battle hall has been in the limelight, and I am afraid that there are many people who have the same thoughts as them! How can you manage it!" the old man persuaded helplessly.

"Then you can't let them slander my Mingyue Pavilion casually!" the little girl still said unwillingly.

"Miss, let's go! The pavilion mainly knows that you haven't left the city yet, so I'm afraid you'll come in person!"

"No, I'm not leaving! Don't think I don't know what he thinks! Isn't it the Battle Palace? I need to be afraid of being like that!? I have to send my own daughter away!" the little girl said angrily

"This—" Hearing her say this, the old man was dumbfounded

"I knew you girl wasn't easy to fool!, if you don't leave, don't go!"

Just when the little girl was playing with a small temperament, suddenly a figure suddenly appeared on the third floor, this is a middle-aged man, and at a glance, he knows that he has been in the top position for a long time!

"Father!" the pretty woman was pleasantly surprised when she saw the comer, and hurriedly rushed into his arms.

"The old slave greets the pavilion master!"

"Uncle Mo, you are so polite!" the middle-aged man hurriedly returned the salute.

This middle-aged man is the pavilion master of Mingyue Pavilion, Mo Wenyuan! That little girl is his little daughter Mo Lin'er!

The old man is the guest of the Mo family, what is the specific name, except for the ancestor of the Mo family in the retreat, no one knows, only knows that he is also surnamed Mo, he has been in the Mo family for countless years, and he has not seen him in retreat, he was like this when he was a child, and he is still like this when he is a child, as if time has stood still in him.

After Mo Lin'er was born, he has been staying by Mo Lin'er's side, as if this grandfather and grandson are particularly fateful, the little guy giggles when he sees him, and he has been protecting Mo Lin'er since then, which is not known how many people are red in the Mo family!

Suddenly, Mo Wenyuan found that there were not only his daughter and Uncle Mo on the third floor, but there was also a young man in a corner near the window.

"I advise you not to come, just like that old man, it's very interesting!" Just as he was about to walk towards the apocalypse, he looked at the apocalypse outside the window and said without turning his head.

"Wow! Why are you like a ghost! I've been sitting here for so long, and I haven't even noticed you! When did you come?" Mo Lin'er saw that there were other people on the third floor, and suddenly she felt like she had seen a ghost, because when she came up, she was still jumping around and looking around, and there was really no one else. Why is there one more person who is good now?

"Old man, this girl is really good! she is a good seedling, cultivate well!" Apocalypse did not answer her words, but lightly filled a glass of wine, then glanced at the old man, and then the cup full of wine flew straight to the old man.

The old man was refreshed, just glanced at the apocalypse, and then directly picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all: "Thank you before...!"

"Don't call me senior!" Tianqi hated others calling him senior the most, and hurriedly waved his hand to interrupt.

"Eh, thank you for your reconstruction!" the old man was slightly stunned, and then changed his words.

"Since it's the grace of recreation, then you can stay with me as a groom! The little girl will stay by my side and be a maid!"

"Hey...!What are you talking about?Want me to be a maid for you!?Are you sick?!" As soon as Mo Lin'er heard that this guy was going to be a maid for him, she immediately became angry, and pulled Old Man Mo to leave.

"Grandpa Mo, he's a psychopath!

"Lin'er, don't be rude!" shouted the old man surnamed Mo.

"......." Mo Lin'er was stunned by Old Man Mo's loud shout.

"Wow...!!" immediately after, the aggrieved Wow Wow cried.

"Woooooooooo Grandpa Mo doesn't hurt Lin'er anymore... Woo woo... Grandpa Mo doesn't hurt Lin'er anymore... Grandpa Mo doesn't hurt Lin'er anymore!" "Look, don't say it, look at that look, crying is sad!"

Listening to the old man Mo was distressed, but there was no way, it would not work if he was not strict once, if he offended the apocalypse, he would lose his life.

After all, apart from the unfathomable strength that he could feel about Apocalypse now, he didn't know anything about anything else, including his personality, so in this case, he obviously couldn't do anything that might anger Apocalypse.

Mo Wenyuan also understood this truth, so after seeing his Uncle Mo's attitude, he shut up very interestingly!

"Shut up!" As soon as the Apocalypse Demon Voice was drunk, Mo Lin'er's crying suddenly stopped! With big eyes and tears, she looked at the Apocalypse in a daze.

"Cry what cry!"

"Hold back your tears!"

"If you make any more noise, I'll throw you into the devil's cave, and let me finish this meal quietly. ”

Mo Lin'er is not Xuan'er, and they are not treated so well in front of the apocalypse.

In this way, the three of them stood there quietly, no one dared to move their eyes to the apocalypse, especially Mo Lin'er, who actually fell asleep standing with her head down at this time, but the appearance of this girl falling asleep was still quite cute, Xiao Qiong's nose was inhaled, and her brows were wrinkled from time to time.

.......

An hour later, Tianqi ate and drank well, slowly stood up, walked in front of Mo Wenyuan and them, and with a slight wave of his left hand, the figure of Mo Lin'er, the little girl, disappeared in front of him in an instant.

"Don't be nervous! I'll be back when the little girl wakes up, I'm just letting her sleep peacefully!" Tianqi looked at the nervous Mo Wenyuan, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

Mo Wenyuan was still a little nervous, and then looked at Old Man Mo.

"Listen to Childe, don't worry!" Old Man Mo nodded at him.

Seeing Old Man Mo say this, he suppressed the worry in his heart again, he knew that Old Man Mo loved Lin'er more than his father, so since he was relieved, it would definitely be fine.

"Why, listening to what you just meant, don't you Mingyue Pavilion like the Battle Hall either?"

"Hui Gongzi, the current situation is no longer up to the pavilion master!" Old man Mo replied for Mo Wenyuan, he was making a sample, so as not to make a reservation in front of the apocalypse, it would not be good.

"Moreover, there are people in the pavilion who have colluded with the Western Frontier Sect and want to encircle and annihilate the Battle Hall Legion on the territory of my Mingyue Pavilion! ”

"Then why are you still taking the little girl away?" said Apocalypse.

At this time, Mo Wenyuan replied:

"Win or lose, Mingyue Pavilion will definitely be difficult to preserve! Once those three major territories win, they will definitely find a reason to get rid of my Mingyue Pavilion, because now Mingyue Pavilion is the last force in the northern frontier that has not been subdued by the War Palace!"

"When the time comes, once they get rid of us, they can eat the northern frontier in a grand manner!"

"No matter what I think, your Mingyue Pavilion is not a sheep, but a wolf!" Tianqi glanced at Old Man Mo and quipped.

"Childe doesn't know, the old man's years as a guest in Mingyue Pavilion have long passed, and now he only protects Lin'er!"

"Oh, that's interesting!, then I'll stay and see the excitement!" Apocalypse smiled mysteriously.