In the cold winter, especially on the banks of this river, the cold is like a sharp knife piercing into the bone marrow.

However, even though the people on the deck of the ship were in the wind, they still did not seem to want to get off the ship and go ashore.

They all stood on deck.

The sails on the reeds were white, and they were now curled up, and if they hadn't stopped and been lowered, they would have flown in the cold river breeze.

The boat docked on the edge of the Peijiang River, which made the original tranquility of the Peijiang River no longer so lonely and lonely.

Look at the mysterious ancient temple on the bank of the Peijiang River, it is really a fascinating place.

Maybe it's like this for these strangers, like to the people of Moon Shadow Xuan, it's nothing at all, let alone a thrill.

So wonderful!

However, this is the ancient temple where Moon Shadow Xuan is located!

It's just that the ship has been docked for a long time.

Because what happened on the ship was too anxious, Chen Lirong, Ting'er, Mo Yunbai, Nixiang and others didn't have time to see this faint and fragrant ancient temple.

The ship may also be too big, so as soon as something big happened outside the cabin, everyone on board was standing on deck at the moment.

Mo Yunbai was kicked hard in the chest by Chen Lirong and suffered a serious injury.

He had been cured by mud incense.

However, he has always been kind-hearted, and he doesn't seem to pay much attention to his life and death.

Yes, after he had just vomited a lot of blood, he was worried about this person who had practiced the Evil Sect Summoning Technique.

——

One of Mu's hearts seemed to have a sharp scimitar hanging over it.

She should be worried about Mo Yunbai, and at this moment, she was also speechless when she heard that he was going to let herself treat the old man who was suffering underground.

Because in her heart, the most worried is Mo Yunbai.

And now?

She just blamed Mo Yunbai again for not caring about her own life and death, and taking care of the lives and deaths of others.

What a stupid act this is.

However, she didn't say anything.

After blaming Mo Yunbai in his heart, his heart softened again.

Perhaps, isn't that the Mo Yunbai she likes exactly like that?

Mo Yunbai is familiar with the Confucian and Mencian classics, although he doesn't know any martial arts yet, but his mind is still truly benevolent and righteous.

What's more, many years later, he is still a veritable hero on the rivers and lakes.

The rivers and lakes affectionately call him Mo Daxia.

Thinking of this, Nixiang had no choice but to help him stand up.

After listening to Mo Yunbai's words, Nixiang walked straight in front of Chen Lirong's grandfather and grandson, but before she could squat down, Na Ting'er said: "Sister, you can also summon spells, please look at my grandfather, what's wrong with my grandfather?" ”

Chen Lirong was in great pain on the ground, so Nixiang didn't answer Ting'er's words.

- She just looked at the man who was full of death.

Chen Lirong's original adult height has shrunk like a child at the moment, and he is so instructive that Ni Xiang feels a chill in his heart.

Muxiang said: "How can this be? ”

Although she said this, she knew in her heart what was going on.

Yes, if a person practices the summoning technique of the evil sect, if he lacks qualifications, he will be ruthless in the future, and in this way, he can not only hurt others and himself, but also harm others and himself.

Ni Xiang looked at Chen Lirong, and her heart was also stunned, and she couldn't help but remember that she had also cultivated the evil sect summoning spell of the Western Barbarian Tribe, could it be that she would be like this one day in the future?

She deeply remembered that the forgotten girl had told her that the mud incense magic disk in her hand was a precious magic weapon in the Western Ghost Cave.

So magical?

Yes, it can gather any power in the three worlds of Buddha, Demon, and Dao to evoke the past, shock the present, and grasp the future.

On the day of the birth of the evil sect, it was called the mud incense magic plate by the highest sect of the evil sect.

How can it be called a mud incense magic disk?

Because the whole body of this magic disk is not made of vajra black iron, but Nuwa mends the sky, and the colored stones are left on the ground and turned into mud after the vicissitudes of life, and are picked up by Taoist bricklayers to burn the kiln, absorbing a large amount of the power of the three realms of the cultivation realm.

I don't know how many rivers and lakes have entered the two worlds of Buddha and Demons, stored a large amount of energy resources of the two worlds, and became the holy relics of the Western Ghost and Demon Cave.

As for how this magic weapon fell into her hands, the girl never mentioned the real reason.

The Forgotten Girl only told Ni Xiang that this was the treasure of the evil sect of the Western Barbarian Tribe, and asked her not to pay too much attention to her true thoughts when cultivating, otherwise she would be hurt by it.

Now when she saw Chen Lirong, she almost thought of her own ending.

Seeing that her grandfather who loved her the most was so sad that her body kept shrinking, Ting'er grabbed the slender jade hand of the mud fragrance, urging and pleading: "Please, please save my grandfather!?" ”

Seeing that the girl in front of her was eighteen years old, crying like a tearful person, she said, "Your grandfather has cultivated the evil sect of the western barbarian tribe, and he can only be rescued by using the magic of the evil sect. ”

Hearing Ni Xiang say this, Ting'er was choked up and speechless.

Previously, Ting'er had already learned that this evil sect was despised by people, but looking at the people around her, how could these people summon spells from the evil sect in the western wilderness tribes?

Seeing the grandfather in front of her in such pain, and wanting to go on like this, Chen Lirong would probably die, she couldn't help but hug Chen Lirong, who was like a child, tightly.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

Chen Lirong was in Ting'er's arms like a naughty child who wanted candy, kicking and beating his hands and feet.

Although his body is getting smaller, his IQ is still as wise as an old man, watching his granddaughter hold himself in his arms and cry in pain, he shouted pain while telling Ting'er: "Ting'er, don't cry, grandpa is fine, grandpa will be fine." ”

But that's not the case.

Because the bones of his whole body were falling and shattering inch by inch like moth-eaten teeth.

Seeing the appearance of the grandfather and grandson like this, Ni Xiang thought to herself: How should this be good, what he cultivates is also the summoning spell of the Western Evil Sect, if he saves him, wouldn't it expose the fact that he has also cultivated the summoning spell of the evil sect?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at the three Moon Shadow Xuan Female Protectors standing on the deck.

Just as she was hesitating, Mo Yunbai, who was standing on the side, urged again: "Nixiang girl, save this old man, you see how painful he is." ”

Mo Yunbai was a young man who had just entered the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know what Ni Xiang was thinking at all, but he couldn't blame him, but just as he was urging Mu Xiang, the young Xuan Lord standing on the side, his face suddenly became very ugly.

(End of chapter)