Mo Lang followed the voice in his ear and walked into the thick fog in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As Mo Lang's steps got closer and closer, he felt a gaze on him.

Mo Lang clutched the long knife in his hand tightly, walked to a fog, and stopped his steps.

He felt that in front of this fog was the place where the sound had just come out, and Mo Lang stood quietly in place with doubt and awe in his heart.

He waited for the man in the fog to speak again.

"Molang"

The man's voice came again in the mist, Mo Lang's expression was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed, and he knelt on one knee on the ground, looking very respectful.

The voice that came from Mo Lang's ears was the messenger who had been leading Mo Lang all these years, and Mo Lang raised his head slightly to look at the mist in front of him.

"Mo Lang Meets the Messenger"

Mo Lang's voice is very rich and neat, because over the years, Mo Lang knows that the messenger is a strong person, and he doesn't like others to twist and turn when he speaks.

"Thank you all these years"

The envoy spoke again, and Mo Lang's expression changed, and he was a little suspicious, he didn't know what had happened to his envoy.

Because there has always been no thanksgiving between the messenger and the apostle, everything the apostle has given to the messenger, so it is an honor for the apostle to be able to do things for the messenger.

How could it be that the messenger thanked the apostles?

"Messenger, Mo Lang doesn't understand what you mean"

Mo Lang suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, because the messenger in front of him seemed to be different from the previous messenger.

In the past, when the messenger spoke to him through his voice, he was always concerned about his own task. 、

But now the messenger no longer asks about his mission.

"You keep going"

The messenger did not answer Mo Lang's words, but opened his mouth to let Mo Lang continue to walk forward.

Mo Lang stood up for a stunned look, and then walked into the thick fog with his own steps.

This time, Mo Lang did not hesitate at all, he knew that the envoy would not harm him, so Mo Lang had nothing but mist in his eyes.

He didn't stop his steps, but walked into the depths of the mist.

Mo Lang felt that after he had been gone for a long time, all the fog in front of him disappeared, and a house appeared in front of Mo Lang.

The house is built between two mountain peaks, and the house is in a commanding position, all carved out of thousand-year-old wood.

Mo Lang stood below and looked up, and in the haze, Mo Lang could feel a very familiar feeling.

Mo Lang continued to walk forward, and after only a few steps, a wooden ladder appeared in front of his eyes.

Mo Lang climbed quickly along the ladder, and when he reached the last ladder, Mo Lang saw the house high up.

Mo Lang stood in the corridor and looked at the middle-aged man in the stands, and through the back of the middle-aged man, Mo Lang could feel an invisible force.

Mo Lang walked towards the middle-aged man with his own steps, and when he walked behind the middle-aged man, Mo Lang arched his hand and stood quietly behind the middle-aged man.

"You're coming"

Jiang Tianhao turned around and looked at Mo Lang in front of him and said with a slight smile, Mo Lang arched his hand and nodded.

Now he was finally convinced that the middle-aged man in front of him was his messenger, but Mo Lang never thought that his envoy would be so young.

His messenger was actually the middle-aged man in front of him, and between the middle-aged man's eyebrows, Mo Lang seemed to see a very familiar shadow.

Looking at the face of the middle-aged man, Mo Lang can not only feel the strong strength, but also feel a decline and a sadness on the middle-aged man's body.

"Messenger, what are you looking for me?"

Mo Lang looked at Jiang Tianhao in front of him, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and after thinking for a while, he could only ask this most stupid question.

Jiang Tianhao could see that Mo Lang in front of him was a little nervous, after all, although he had been with Mo Lang in front of him for more than ten years.

But among the goshawks, Mo Lang was the only apostle who had never seen his messenger.

Jiang Tianhao reached out and patted Mo Lang's shoulder, then turned around and walked to the table and sat down.

When Mo Lang looked at Jiang Tianhao, he was motioned by Jiang Tianhao to sit down, and Mo Lang sat opposite Jiang Tianhao with a nervous mood in his arms.

He didn't dare to look directly into Jiang Tianhao's eyes, because the look in those eyes was too profound.

"Let's get to know each other again, my name is Jiang Tianhao, I came to Maoshan Road in the Yuanwu Continent, and I am a four-star array mage."

Jiang Tianhao looked at Mo Lang in front of him and said softly, Mo Lang could feel it when he said these words.

Jiang Tianhao's tone was full of thoughts of the past, looking at Jiang Tianhao with a sad face in front of him.

Mo Lang felt that if Jiang Tianhao was still living in his original mainland, he would be very happy.

Mo Lang's mood was very complicated, because Jiang Tianhao in front of him was his messenger, but Jiang Tianhao was not a cultivator in the Immortal Continent.

When Jiang Tianhao said that he was a four-star formation mage, Mo Lang's heart was beating wildly.

Because a two-star formation mage can run rampant in the Immortal Slashing Continent, not to mention that Jiang Tianhao is a four-star formation mage.

It's no wonder why the goshawk has been able to stand tall for so many years, not only has it not fallen, but no one has even come to invade it.

Because there is a four-star formation mage sitting here, the formation is ever-changing, and everything is constantly changing.

The advanced formation can naturally help the goshawk solve a lot of troubles, and even help the goshawk get rid of people or things he doesn't like.

"What is the relationship between the three people you asked me to find and you?"

Mo Lang looked at Jiang Tianhao and asked softly, since he entered Jiang Tianhao's door, this messenger was teaching him basic exercises while constantly customizing tasks for himself.

From childhood to adulthood, in order to train his apostles, as a messenger, he will assign some tasks to his apostles from time to time to complete.

These tasks will not be simple, of course, but they are absolutely within the scope of the apostles' acceptance.

Mo Lang had only received one task from Jiang Tianhao's hands, which was to find three people in the Immortal Continent.

It's just that Mo Lang has never completed this task, and until now he has only found two people.

As for the third person, Mo Lang felt that he couldn't find it at all, because the third person was mysterious, as if he didn't live on the same level as him.

"You don't have to feel guilty, a third person has appeared"

Jiang Tianhao can see the mind of Mo Lang in front of him, and he has been protecting Mo Lang all these years.

Jiang Tianhao treated Mo Lang in front of him as his own child, and he knew that Mo Lang must have felt guilty because he didn't complete the task.

After Mo Lang heard Jiang Tianhao's words, he looked stunned and looked at Jiang Tianhao in front of him with some puzzlement, Jiang Tianhao smiled slightly and nodded.

"The third person is Dugu Yulong, he is my eldest son Jiang Yulong, Jiang Pingchuan is my youngest son, and Jiang Yuan is my daughter"

Jiang Tianhao said with a slight smile, and Mo Lang, who was sitting opposite him, was already dumbfounded. (To be continued.) )