In the attic on the top floor of Zilanxuan. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Zhuang stood in front of the window, facing the door, looking at Mo Chen who walked in, his face changed slightly.

Although he can't remember what happened that day, Wei Zhuang always remembers one thing, his face hurts!

Mo Chen walked into the room with a calm face, looked at Wei Zhuang's slightly changed face, and said directly: "What does the Zongheng family have to do with Ah Qing or Xi Shi?" ”

When Wei Zhuang heard this, his face suddenly changed color. His eyes tightened, his eyes looked at Mo Chen like a knife, and a turbulent wave turned in his heart.

Could this person really be the one the master was waiting for, otherwise why would he say the names of the two masters as soon as he opened his mouth? But that person has obviously ascended and left this world, how can he come back.

"Who the hell are you?" Wei Zhuang's thoughts turned sharply, his eyes constricted as he stared at Mo Chen, and said in a deep voice.

The purple girl followed Mo Chen to the room, and when she heard Mo Chen's words, her face showed a touch of surprise. This old monster not only has a close relationship with the Yin and Yang family, but also has an unusual relationship with the Zongheng family.

Zi Nu thought of Wei Zhuang's abnormality when she heard Mo Chen's name, and a raging fire of gossip suddenly ignited in her heart. This old monster is really interesting, and it can actually be related to so many big people from all over the world.

In this way, hundreds of years ago, he should have been a figure who was the best in the world, but why is there no record of him in the Yin and Yang family, that is, there is no Mo Chen in the history books of various countries, and even in the wild history.

Mo Chen looked at the change in Wei Zhuang's expression, and suddenly understood that his guess was not wrong. The Zongheng family is really related to Ah Qing or Xi Shi, and it is even possible that they are related to both of them.

His eyes flashed with a dark look, he looked directly into Wei Zhuang's eyes, and said without refusal: "If they are still alive, tell them my name, and say that the old people are back, and I will wait for them in Xinzheng City." ”

"You." Wei Zhuang frowned, his eyes were fixed on Mo Chen, and his mouth opened and closed but he didn't know what to say.

The person in front of him is still his own ancestor, but he really asked him to shout out, but he couldn't do anything.

Mo Chen's face was solemn, he deeply forgot about Wei Zhuang, and sighed: "Tell them that the sky is about to change, and it is best to come as soon as possible." ”

After Mo Chen finished speaking, he didn't care about Wei Zhuang's unpredictable face, and turned around and left without looking back.

It wasn't until Mo Chen's figure disappeared outside Zilanxuan that Wei Zhuang slowly came back to his senses. His eyes twinkled, and his face showed a look of struggle.

The two masters have been fighting for their ancestors for hundreds of years, and if they are allowed to return until their ancestors, they don't know what kind of chaos will happen. But if you don't tell Master, it doesn't seem to be of any use, and they will meet after all.

Wei Zhuang was not a mother-in-law, so he sighed when he thought of the key point, and made up his mind in his heart.

"Who is he, do you know?" The purple girl stood in front of the door, looked at Wei Zhuang with her charming purple eyes, and asked with a little curiosity on her face.

She is now more and more curious about Mo Chen, a person who has a close relationship with the Ancestor, and also knows the ancient characters of the Zongheng family. This kind of person has not been recorded in the slightest in history, even in the Yin and Yang family, and there must be some secret hidden in it.

Wei Zhuang's face was heavy, his eyes looked at the purple girl calmly, and he said lightly: "Perhaps, I should call him a senior ancestor." ”

Although he is reluctant to admit it, there are some things that cannot be changed.

When the purple girl heard this, her eyes instantly widened, and her cherry lips opened lightly and couldn't close them for a long time.

That old monster is really an ancient figure of the Zongheng family!

But it's not right, if it is an ancient figure of the Zongheng family, his cultivation should not be recorded in history. Master Wei Zhuang is Guiguzi, Guiguzi is so talented, how can his master be unknown?

Thinking of this, the purple girl frowned slightly, her slender and white jade finger pointed at Sakura's lips, and said with a little doubt on her face: "Do you feel that this person is a little strange." ”

When Wei Zhuang heard this, he raised his head to look at the purple girl, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He really didn't pay attention to what was strange about Mo Chen.

"If he is really your ancestor, then he must be an ancient figure of the Zongheng family. With his cultivation, even if he has not experienced the preaching of the Taoist Ancestor, he must be a man of the hour in that era, but this kind of existence, why is there no record in history? The purple girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a strange light in her eyes.

Such a masterpiece must be a man of the hour of the time. However, such a person has not left any traces in history, which is a bit unusual.

If someone deliberately erased the traces of his existence, then who is this person and what is the purpose. And Mo Chen's history, what secrets are hidden, and why has it been erased.

The purple girl only felt that countless questions jumped out of her mind in an instant, and she couldn't wait to solve them all.

"This!" Wei Zhuang heard the words of the purple girl and was stunned.

His eyes glazed over into the void, thoughts spinning rapidly. He really didn't think of this question before, if Mo Chen was really his ancestor, why was there no record in history.

Even in the history of the Zongheng family, he only heard Xi Shi hear it once, and since that time, Xi Shi seems to have consciously avoided this question, at least he has never heard the two masters mention the existence of Mo Chen.

Zi Nu looked at Wei Zhuang's reaction, and vaguely knew in her heart that her guess was not wrong. There are really people who deliberately erased the traces of Mo Chen's existence and wanted to hide that history.

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On the quiet street, Mo Chen walked ahead with a heavy face, while Himiko followed him with slight steps, slowly walking towards the Four Seas Money Village.

"Master, will Wei Zhuang really bring the news?" Himihu looked at Mochen with bright eyes, and his face was a little puzzled.

Although Himiko didn't know what had happened before, from Wei Zhuang's performance, it could still be seen that he wanted to be taboo against Mo Chen.

"He will." Mo Chen's face was calm and said lightly.

If Wei Zhuang could withstand the power of the Sleeping Curse Seal, it was possible that he would not pass the news on. However, his cultivation was too far behind his own, and it was impossible for him to resist the power of the Sleeping Seal.

Himihu's eyes blinked, and his face showed a puzzled look, and he didn't understand where Mo Chen's confidence came from. She would never have known that Mo Chen had cast the Sleep Sealing Spell on Wei Zhuang for the sake of insurance.

She was silent for a moment, with a hint of hesitation on her face, and asked, "My lord said that the sky is about to change, I don't know what happened?" ”

Himiko always felt a little uneasy in his heart when he thought of Mo Chen's sudden change of decision, and the worries that could never be dissipated.

If even a master like Mo Chen was worried, it would definitely not be a simple matter. Although Himiko didn't know Mo Chen's specific cultivation, he also understood that he was definitely a master in the world.

"God is back." Mo Chen heard Himihu's inquiry, and his footsteps were in a deep voice.

When Himi heard this, his eyes suddenly froze there. She looked at Mo Chen in disbelief, and Mo Chen's words echoed in her heart, God is back!

How could God really exist?

At the same time, dozens of miles away on the outskirts of Xinzheng.

On the outskirts of the city, there are mountains forming a canyon, in which the road is difficult to navigate, and a faint mist densely covers the canyon in a short time. The fog came very suddenly, and it was a little confusing.

The fog filled the valley, the canyon suddenly fell silent, and the insect chirping that had been pleasant before suddenly disappeared. Only the low raindrops on the sky make a crisp sound, which is even more eerie in the dark canyon.

The convoy transporting military salaries stood under the drizzle and walked in a quiet canyon filled with mist, all looking a little nervous.

"What the hell, why is it so big fog all of a sudden."

"Isn't it too quiet in here?"

Marching in the rain made the soldiers a little resentful. They looked around, their faces nervous, and they cursed, as if this would dispel the fear in their hearts.

At some point, the horses pulling the cart began to feel uneasy. They tread on the ground, and no matter how much the driver drove them, they just didn't want to go on.

The neighing of military horses echoed through the canyon as if they were horns from hell, awakening the souls of the dead buried here.

A red-eyed crow stood on the top of the mountain, staring dead at the convoy below, a chilling chill in it.

"Wow!"

The crow spreads its wings and makes an irritating hiss, and a feather as black as ink slowly falls from the sky.

The hiss, as if the gates of hell had been opened, slowly crawled out of the ground one by one!