It is said that at the beginning of the establishment of the Shenzhou Continent, the master of this continent was the Xuantian Temple.

And the Emperor Jun Muhan of the Xuantian Temple is the supreme ruler of the mainland, but later I don't know what the reason is, the Xuantian Temple suddenly announced its retirement from the mountains and forests, and the Emperor Jun Muhan directly gave up the throne and no longer cared about the worldly affairs.

The mainland has no owner, and the forces are chaotic.

Soon after, a large-scale war broke out, and the Shenzhou Continent fell into turmoil for a long time.

Just when the people of the Shenzhou Continent thought that they would be in dire straits forever, the Xuantian Temple was born again.

They sent people to quell the war and divided the Shenzhou Continent into five parts—so the five countries of Donghuang, Xicang, Nanze, Beimo, and Zhongyuan were born.

After the separation of the five kingdoms, the people of the Xuantian Temple made the five kingdoms sign a treaty of non-aggression and interference with each other, the Law of the Gods, and then mysteriously disappeared, as if they appeared just to help these five countries establish.

But all the people knew in their hearts that if the people of the Xuantian Temple wanted to destroy the Five Kingdoms and unify the continent, it was just a matter of a snap of their fingers. Therefore, until now, people still dare not forget the existence of the Xuantian Temple, and they all strictly abide by the laws of the gods, and the five kingdoms have always maintained a delicate balance relationship, and no one dares to destroy the laws of the gods.

In the Mo family's mansion, Mo Yanxin was lying on the soft big bed like ashes, and asked the sky speechlessly.

What kind of old monster did she provoke?

That Jun Muhan is not tens of thousands of years old, but also thousands of years old, right? It can be said that how long has the Xuantian Temple existed, and how long has this Jun Muhan existed?

In the Shenzhou Continent, because of the relationship between cultivation, the average life expectancy of people is only two or three hundred years old, of course, there are some very few powerful people who can live to about a thousand years old, but generally the older they are, the more old they are. At the age of Chitose, no matter how high his cultivation is, no matter how strong his spiritual power is, he will still have white hair, and even more so, his teeth will be lost.

But Jun Muhan's age is unknown, the oldest old pervert in the Shenzhou Continent, he actually looks like he is only in his twenties, no wonder he is regarded as a god-like existence.

For God is immortal and immortal.

"Little Crescent, I think I'd better give you back to that bastard."

The entanglement between them began precisely because of the "Taiyin Shadow", so let's end it with "Taiyin Shadow".

Even if she was unwilling, she didn't want to do this kind of thing of hitting a stone with an egg.

She knew very well in her heart that she had no fight with Jun Muhan at all.

Taiyin Youying stopped doing it: "Little girl, what do you mean?" You just abandoned me? Are you growing the morale of others and destroying your own prestige? Hum! I misread you! ”

Mo Yan hooked his red lips and said with a smile: "The so-called practitioner is Junjie." Rushing forward head-to-head and recklessly rushing forward with no chance of winning at all is called brain water. ”

She never does anything she is not sure of.

Since there is no chance of winning, giving up is not necessarily a loss sometimes.

In the divine sense, the small crescent moon body of Taiyin Youying suddenly soared, and it was obviously anxious: "Little girl, you can't hand me over." If you hand it over, not only me, but even you will be a dead end. ”

"Why?" Mo Yan stared suspiciously at Taiyin Youying.

"Because—"

Before Taiyin Youying's words fell, suddenly, a slightly mean and sharp voice came from outside the door: "Miss, Madame asked me to ask you to go to the front hall to meet guests, I think you better hurry up, don't let the guests wait for a long time." ”

Mo Yandai's eyebrows twisted slightly.

She recognized the voices outside.

It was Jiang Zhirong's personal maid by her side.