In fact, it is very appropriate to use the words 'care is chaos' to describe Mo Xiaohan at this moment!

Long Tianyao said that this is true! But Long Tianyao also said that it was a case of not being saved!

But what if it is saved?

Is Long Tianxin going to the 'Cloud Heaven Sect' just to eat and wait for death?

If so, then why didn't she stay in the Dragon Mansion and stay by his side Mo Xiaohan?

Of course, as for how to save it, when to save it, and what price Beilan Longfu should pay for this, Long Tianyao didn't say these points, and he didn't plan to say it!

There is no free lunch in the world, and there is no such thing as pie in vain, from Long Tianyao's complicated and unwilling expression, it is not difficult to see that in the face of the Xuanmen Gaozong 'Yuntian Sect', the Beilan Long family, which has a great cause, also has a helpless time!

After spitting for a while, Long Tianyao finally rescued Mo Xiaohan from his grief!

However, this also made Mo Xiaohan, who had no interest in the selection of inner room disciples by the 'Cloud Heaven Sect' in Beilan City, change his attention instantly!

Since his own Xin'er is on the 'Cloud Heaven Sect', then the 'Cloud Heaven Sect' he Mo Xiaohan must have a trip!

Dragon House, Hall!

Looking at the back of Mo Xiaohan, Mu Linfeng and the others leaving, Long Tianyao fell into deep thought!

Suddenly, his eyes froze!

Moment!

"Yes!"

Immediately after, its figure flashed and disappeared in place!

The next moment, the Long family, a dark secret room!

One old, one young!

One sitting, one standing!

One indifference, one humility!

The old man, the dragon desire, the guardian of the Long clan, that is, the person who sighed in the secret room just now!

The lesser, Long Tianyao, the leader of the younger generation of the Long family, Xuan Lingzun Silver Cultivation, the next generation of the Long family's inheritor!

At this moment, Long Tianyao was very puzzled in his heart, although he lived in the Dragon Mansion together, but for his old ancestor, Long Tianyao had not been summoned by him for at least ten years, why did he suddenly remember to summon him today?

"Tell me about the young man!"

The dragon wanted to speak, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was flat, and his voice was extremely indifferent!

Young man, who? Mu Linfeng? or Mo Xiaohan?

Long Tianyao's eyes frowned!

It's Mo Xiaohan!

For no reason, Long Tianyao suddenly decided that the young man in the mouth of this old ancestor must be Mo Xiaohan!

Bowed, saluted, and got up: "Mo Xiaohan, the heir of a clan in Mofu in Beicheng, his parents died since he was a child, and the Xuanling Master cultivated ...... silver."

Speaking of cultivation, Long Tianyao originally wanted to talk about the Xuanling Master's silver, but suddenly felt that it was wrong, if this Mo Xiaohan was really the Xuanling Master's silver, then his Xuanlingzun's silver was too low, and he was suppressed by it several times!

After thinking about it, Long Tianyao immediately changed his words: "The cultivation is unknown, the age is still two years away from the weak crown, and as for the rest, the grandson doesn't know." ”

"Is that all?" Although Long Xiang was asking, he still didn't open his eyes, and his words were indifferent!

Long Tianyao is not strange! Just kidding, dragon desire! The Long family guards, his wife and grandfather, he dares to blame?

Bowing slightly, he replied: "That's all my grandson knows, my little sister may know even more!"

"Xin'er, Naniel?"

The dragon wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were cloudy but a little puzzled!

"Yes, he and his little sister have been playing together since childhood, and his grandson has seen him a few times before, but he has been unremarkable! Until a few days ago, his grandson tried to defeat him, and if it wasn't for the presence of the family, the grandson would have died on the spot!"

Long Tianyao's words were not exaggerated, I thought that this old ancestor would be surprised, but I didn't think that the old ancestor was contemplative, and he didn't know what he was thinking!

Moment!

The old ancestor spoke!

"Pass on my order, from now on, no one in my Long clan will provoke that kid, if you violate it, it will cause disaster, and the old man will not spare it!"

Yes?

Long Tianyao was stunned for a moment!

Invite calamity?

Do you mean Mo Xiaohan?

Impossible, right?

No matter how powerful this Mo Xiaohan is, no matter how unfathomable his cultivation is, but at that age, his childishness has not yet been exhausted, can he still be stronger than the Xuanling King in the family?

Attract the four words of calamity, the ancestors can really pass!

Passed?

Perhaps!

In the hall of the Dragon Mansion, Mo Xiaohan suddenly became difficult!

Although only for a moment!

But who is the dragon desire? The cultivation of the peak of the Xuanling Saint, the perception ability has reached the extreme, and the powerful spiritual power has changed qualitatively, turning into an even more powerful divine sense!

On the night when the Song clan was destroyed, how powerful was the sudden appearance of the sky-swallowing power, the divine sense swept over, and the dragon desire had already firmly remembered it, but just in an instant, the dragon desire actually felt the same breath from Mo Xiaohan's momentum!

Although he won weakly, he didn't dare not connect the two!

It's just three sighs!

It's him?

Why?

Why?

First, 'is he?' That was the dragon desire from the momentum emanating from Mo Xiaohan, feeling the appearance of 'him'! And 'he' is also the one who annihilated the Song clan!

The second 'why?' is that although the breath of the two is extremely similar, one in the sky and the other in the ground, it is incomparable.

Thirdly, 'why?' If it is really 'him', then why did 'he' come to the Dragon Mansion? Is it because he wants the Dragon Mansion and the Song clan to disappear into this Beilan City?

In short, maybe it was really him who wanted to make a big fuss, but he really didn't want the hundreds of years of family business of the Dragon Clan to be ruined in his hands!

Mo's small courtyard!

Everything that happened in the secret room of the Dragon Mansion, Mo Xiaohan didn't know!

The roof of the small courtyard!

Mo Xiaohan used his hands as a pillow and lay quietly!

While enjoying the silver-gray moonlight sprinkled on his body, he was also thinking about how to more naturally lead the so-called Xuanmen Gaozong of the 'Cloud Heaven Sect'!

The selection of inner room disciples is not Mo Xiaohan's conceit! If he wants to participate, he must have a place!

But Mo Xiaohan didn't want to be exposed too early in front of the world's Xuanling Warriors!

After all, there are thousands of powerhouses of the major families gathered in Beilan City at this moment!

Whether it is the 'Thorn Tombstone' or a small earth-level exercise 'Imperial Spirit Heavenly Pole', in this world, it is too ostentatious!

Accidents won't happen!

He doesn't want to regret it!

"'Cloud Heaven Sect ......' 'Cloud ...... Sky...... Zong ......'" Mo Xiaohan kept murmuring, but his eyes narrowed involuntarily!

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of sound of sleeping on the roof of the small courtyard......