"Hmph! Mo Qingchen, I still want to ask you what you mean, you colluded together to kill my grandson, what's the matter, now I want to even turn out to be the result. ”

Zhao Wenjie's old face trembled, and he asked the Seventh Elder gloomily.

Mo Qingchen made a move, he knew that he was not an opponent, so he first buttoned Mo Qingchen with a hat.

The rules inside the door are strict, disciples are not allowed to fight among themselves, and elders are not allowed to kill each other.

Mo Qingchen was as calm as water: "It is said that we colluded to kill your grandson, but there is evidence, it is clear that Yu is not injured, and Zhao Ding and Zhao Ding killed each other, and both died." ”

flickered, Mo Qingchen's face was not red, his heart was not beating, as if he was telling the truth.

He protected Chen Fan, also for the seven-stringed piano score, and of course, for the third elder Liu Weiyang.

Chen Fan secretly had to admire Mo Qingchen, who was still the same as he was back then, lying without blinking.

"You ......!" Zhao Wenjie was angry, covered his heart with one hand, and said with an ugly face: "Okay! You colluded, it seems that this matter can only be solved by the door master." ”

Zhao Wenjie was old-fashioned, his robe flicked, the five essence aura turned out, his body shook, and he left, and when he left, he stared at Chen Fan fiercely, meaning, you are dead.

Chen Fan fooled him just now, and now even Mo Qingchen is fooling him, even if he stays any longer, there will be no result, but Zhao Wenjie, who holds grudges and loves face, will not let Chen Fan go easily.

In a few breaths, Zhao Wenjie disappeared.

Mo Qingchen put down the mighty aura in his body, he rubbed his hands, and smiled at Chen Fan: "Little brother, look, I saved your life again, what about the lyre score?"

"Old Mo" Chen Fan had a straight face, hesitated two steps, and pretended to be annoyed: "I have the lyre score, but now that I have killed the Great Elder Aisun, he will definitely not let me go, so I want to ask you to protect me for three years." ”

"Poof!" Mo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh, "Protect you for three years!"

"Little brother, you're thinking too much, don't think I don't know, you're the waste who didn't succeed in the twenty-three trials, and your senior sister is not Liu Weiyang's disciple. ”

Mo Qingchen continued: "Zhao Wenjie doesn't go out, Liu Weiyang likes piano music, and I, cough cough cough! The strength is strong enough to protect you, I am curious, why do you know so much." ”

The unhurried voice exploded in Chen Fan's ears.

Mo Qingchen, who was curious, looked at Chen Fan playfully, as if he was waiting for Chen Fan's explanation.

Of course, if the explanation is unreasonable, Mo Qingchen will reward him with a slap, and this slap will definitely kill him.

Chen Fan smiled embarrassedly, a little embarrassed: "Alas, it's hard to say, since Elder Mo knows it, I won't tell you anything, I met the five elders who traveled the world, and when he saw that I was pitiful, he taught me Dafa, and sued everything in the Seven Xuanmen, and my lyre score was also given by his old man." ”

"By the way, the fifth elder also asked me to say hello to you on his behalf, he didn't dare to go back to the Qixuanmen, for fear that when he parted, he would not let you be sad. ”

"Wu Lang!" Mo Qingchen's face suddenly became happy.

However, when he heard the last sentence, he turned his face, his heart was sad, and a tear flowed out of the corner of his eye.

If you want to talk about the Seven Xuanmen, what Mo Qingchen cares about the most is "Senior Brother Wu Lang". He has been worshipping his master since he was a child, and the two rely on each other as companions, getting along day and night, and his senior brother Wu Lang humbly gives him everywhere and takes care of him.

However, the senior brother's ambition is to travel the world, and it has been more than ten years since he left the Seven Xuanmen, which makes him think like crazy about his senior brother.

"Little bunny, to be honest, what do you have to do with my senior brother. Mo Qingchen reached out with one hand, detained Chen Fan in the air, and said solemnly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The feeling of suffocation made Chen Fan have difficulty wheezing and coughing.

"Uncle Shi, you are so ruthless, okay! Tell Shizun next time...... Ahem, ahem. ”

Even if Chen Fan was a martial cultivator, he couldn't help the essence of Mo Qingchen's Spirit Emperor Nine Heavens' spiritual qi, he mustered up a lot of energy before he said this, and then he coughed constantly and had difficulty breathing.

Chen Fan's words fell, Mo Qingchen turned his face faster than turning a book, he waved his hand, put Chen Fan down, took three steps and made two steps, and supported Chen Fan.

"Oh, little nephew, isn't this ...... I can't help it, and if you don't, you won't tell the truth!"

enthusiastic

So welcoming!

The enthusiasm is like fire, and the speed of turning his face makes Chen Fan smack.

"How about it, junior nephew, are you injured!" Mo Qingchen touched Chen Fan's body for a while, making Chen Fan giggle for a while, until, after searching all over his body, he couldn't see a single wound, and then he said with confidence: "......Huh! It's okay." ”

"Don't worry! Since you are a disciple of Senior Brother, Qixuanmen, no one dares to touch you, unless, they kill me first. Suddenly, Mo Qingchen's body exuded domineering.

Chen Fan was suddenly moved.

Although he fooled the Seven Elders, it can be seen that the Seven Elders attach great importance to their affection.

"Uncle Shi, don't worry! In another three years, my master will be back, and when the time comes, you will be able to get together properly. Chen Fan smiled lightly.

He didn't fool this time, according to the memory of the previous life, Wu Lang would come back to find Mo Qingchen in three years and travel the world together.

"Really?" Mo Qingchen suddenly rejoiced.

"It's more real than pearls. Chen Fan grinned.

"Hahaha......!"

"Hahaha......!"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go, let's go back and write a piano score for Uncle Shi by the way. ”

Mo Qingchen sat in white clothes and rolled up, his aura came out of his body, wrapped Chen Fan, his footsteps were shining, and he galloped towards the mountain gate.

......

The reason why the Seven Xuanmen is called the Seven Xuanmen is because, on the top of Wei Wei's mountain, there are seven peaks full of aura.

Just like a giant palm holding up the sky, the seven peaks are like seven fingers, which is very weird.

The mountain where the Seven Elders are located is called Xuanqing Peak.

On the Xuanqing Peak, two rows of cyan ancient trees stand solemnly, like the god of guarding the mountain, motionless, let the wind and rain blow, cold and summer.

As Mo Qingchen slowly landed, Chen Fan saw a wide cultivation ground, which was paved with jade, and there were several disciples who were still cultivating cross-legged.

On both sides of the training ground, there are two rows of houses made of jade, wooden beams, and a wide corridor.

On the front, there is a towering attic, in the center of the attic, there is a bronze stone plaque, on which is written "Xuanqing Peak" three dragons flying phoenix dance typing.

Even if it was at night, the bronze stone plaque still had a domineering side leaking out.

When Mo Qingchen landed, the sparse disciples stood up and saluted, and said in unison: "Master, you're back." ”

"Master, why did you bring him here, he is a waste, he has not been able to break through the Qi Cultivation One Heaven twenty-three times, and he is not a piece of cultivation material at all!"

A sharp-eyed disciple exclaimed in surprise when he saw Chen Fan.

Immediately, Xuan Qingfeng exploded.

"What! The waste went up the mountain, and the master brought it up himself, didn't the master just save people in the room?"

"Look, that shit is still laughing? ”

"Damn, what kind of expression is this! He dares to laugh at us, don't pull me, I'll beat him up. ”

Facing the fingers and fingers of the disciples, Chen Fan just held his head high, responded with a smile, and nodded to the disciples.

It means to say: "Not bad, not bad, Xiao Mo's disciples are very good, everyone come on to cultivate." ”

This smile is indeed underwhelming, and even the seven elders on the side are also black lines.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan beckoned to the disciples with a playful face: "Senior brothers and sisters, good evening!"

"That's right, it's me, isn't it as good as his name, so handsome!" Chen Fanhao said without scruples.

"Ah......h ”

A disciple could no longer control the power of the desolation in his body, roaring like a galloping beast, his immature little face, and a burst of flushing.

"Enough" Mo Qingqing scolded softly, and then said: "This is my senior brother's disciple, why not be your senior brother." ”

"Senior nephew Xiaofan, don't make trouble, I'll take you to see your senior sister first!" Mo Qingchen said with a black line.

"Hmm!" Chen Fan slapped his forehead and hurriedly urged: "Let's go! Let's go! Let's take a look at Senior Sister first." ”

......

Not long after, Chen Fan followed the Seven Elders to the second floor of the towering attic, in front of a luxurious room, and in the house, there were shouts from time to time.

"Xiaofan...... Xiao Fan ......!"

Chen Fan's heart ached when he heard this, he instantly opened the door and rushed in.

"Senior sister, Xiao Fan is here, Xiao Fan is here. Chen Fan saw Bai Shuiyao, who was lying on the bed, dying, and instantly pounced, grabbed her little hand tightly, and lost his voice with tears in his eyes.

The senior sister's face was as pale as snow, her lips were dry and cracked, and all the hair on her head had disappeared, and she had turned into a bald head.

A pair of small hands trembled, her eyes were closed, cumin was like this, she was still shouting out of him, which made Chen Fan's heart like a knife.

"Senior nephew Xiaofan, although your senior sister's Yang Qi is suppressed, there are still bruises in her body, and she needs to be conditioned by medicinal herbs, but Uncle Fan doesn't know anything about pills, so he can only ask the alchemist to come and take a look tomorrow to recuperate her body. ”

At this time, Mo Qingchen walked in and whispered.

He saw in a trance that when he was young, his senior brother and his own past were very similar to Chen Fan and Bai Shuiyao now.

At that time, Mo Qingchen's body was poisoned, and his senior brother took him and ran 100,000 miles to Qixuanmen to seek medicine, and suffered a lot of suffering and purgatory, so that he could save his life.

How many nights, it is the senior brother who has been suffering so hard that he has the day to come.

"Dada!" Unconsciously, Mo Qingchen's eyes blurred, and a tear fell.

Seeing this, Chen Fan hurriedly wiped away his tears, pushed Mo Qingchen's abdomen with his little hand, and staggered towards the door, "Senior Uncle, you go out first, I want to talk to Senior Sister well." ”

Even though he had just wiped away his tears, he couldn't help but shed his tears.

After the Seventh Elder was pushed out of the room, Chen Fan closed the door with a "bang".

Chen Fan didn't want the Seventh Elder to see this sad scene, because Chen Fan knew the past between Mo Qingchen and Wu Lang, and this would only make the Seventh Elder sad.

......

This night, Chen Fan was too tired to sleep, and he kept muttering softly by his senior sister's side.

It's like an affectionate call.

If the senior sister is cold, he will hug her tightly and use his body temperature to dispel the cold of the senior sister.