After the fall of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the sky changed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A thin layer of dark clouds gathered, like a thin blanket covering the earth. Thin razers swam in the sea of clouds, making a thunderclap.

In less than two breaths, the downpour fell from the sky, like a broken bead curtain, making people unable to see their fingers. The torrential rain poured down and washed away the filthy earth, as if to cleanse the world of sin.

Mo Chen stood in the void, his robe hunting and hunting under the cold wind, and his long black hair danced wantonly in front of him, like a black spirit snake.

The torrential rain fell from the sky, and before it could reach him, it disappeared into thin air, never to be seen again.

Mo Chen's eyes stared at the crystal coffin in front of him, the expression on his face was unpredictable, his hands were clenched into fists, and his heart was full of incomprehension and doubt.

What happened to Concubine Yan, she would cut off her heart and have to be reincarnated.

Could it be that with the joint efforts of her, Liuli and others, they can't solve this matter?

And back then, I didn't hear Xiang Yu mention Liuli and others.

Mo Chen's brows were furrowed, and the divine light in his eyes was dense, like a black hole devouring everything from two sides. But no matter how much he pondered, he couldn't guess what had happened.

He took a deep look at the crystal coffin, casually held it on his shoulder, glanced at the four members of the Ming Sect below, and disappeared into the void with one step.

Mingjiao, maybe be able to provide some news for himself, right?

When Mo Chen left, the wind and rain in the sky became more and more tyrannical.

The cold wind whistled by, blowing the tiles on the houses and trembling slightly, making a crisp jingle sound. The sound of the shaking tiles is accompanied by the sound of rain dripping, like a pleasant symphony.

Below, the four members of the Ming Sect stood up tremblingly from the ground, looking at the empty sky, their faces full of amazement.

"The grown-up is gone?" The enchantress's charming face showed a little disappointment, and there was a little more helplessness in the coquettish voice.

"Well, I don't know when we'll see this again." Madman Li scratched his head, his eyes full of admiration and loss.

Emperor Wu of Han was so terrifying that he and others couldn't even withstand his momentum.

But such a terrifying existence, in the hands of this adult, he didn't even take a move. If Mingjiao can find such a strong figure, it is impossible to say that it will be able to reproduce the majesty of the past and become the largest sect in the world. It's a pity that he and the others hesitated before, and now they want to go to recognize each other, but they can't find the slightest clue.

"You don't need to worry, since that lord took Dongjun's body, I don't think it will be completely silent, we might as well send someone to the old site of Mingjiao to wait, I can't say that we can find clues. My position as the leader of the Ming Sect has been vacant for many years, and it is time to have a master. The scholar-like young man's eyes flashed with fiery light, and he knocked his big hand with a folding fan in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

The enchantress's eyes narrowed slightly, and her dripping eyes skimmed a touch of different color, and said softly: "Huajianzi, are you willing to make up the foundation of the Heavenly Pavilion by yourself?" ”

Hua Jianzi's eyes flashed, and he said firmly: "Mending Heaven Pavilion, Yin Sect, True Demon Dao, Wanbao Pavilion, our four factions were originally born in the Ming Sect, and now that my Ming Sect is the strongest person returning, do you still have any ideas?" ”

Hanamako said, her eyes were like two sharp swords, staring at the enchantress tightly, and her voice was a little more unmistakably cold.

The enchantress was slightly pale, her bright eyes turned slightly, her pretty face showed a little embarrassment, and she said softly: "What do you mean, how can I be a person who doesn't know the general situation." ”

Madman Li frowned and snorted, "Demon Queen, don't think we don't know about your little bit of caution. In the past, Mingjiao was divided, and there was no one who could take charge. Now that there is a peerless powerhouse returning, if you are still so ignorant, let's not say that we disagree, think about whether you can resist the power of that adult. ”

The Enchantress's eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on her face was a little stiff.

That kind of monster, the old lady resists a fart, it's better to spread her legs and enjoy it. Didn't you see such a terrible divine mansion as Emperor Wu of Han, he didn't even make a move in his hands.

The enchantress rolled her eyes weakly at Madman Li, but she didn't dare to have any other thoughts in her heart.

Since the great changes in Mingjiao, it is roughly divided into four major schools.

Mainly based on enchantresses, the Yin faction that runs the Kyushu brothel Qinglou. Led by Hanamako, he led the Mending Heaven Pavilion that assassinated the assassins that year. and the True Demon Dao of the Battle Maniac led by Madman Li, who only cultivates. There is also Wanbao Pavilion, headed by Huang Fatzi, who dominates half of the property of Mingjiao.

For a moment, several people fell silent.

At this moment, the yellow fat man stood up, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be anxious, and listen to my yellow fat man."

Now that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty has fallen, I am afraid that the world will not be calm for long. Although our Mingjiao has been divided for thousands of years, all factions are still born from the same root after all. In the current situation, cooperation is beneficial to both sides, and division is a defeat for both sides.

The world of great controversy has begun, and there is not much time left for us. So in this matter, Lao Huang, I still agree with Hanamako's opinion. ”

When Hua Mazi heard this, a faint smile appeared on her face, and her eyes looked at the yellow fat man a little more gentle.

Although he has long been the head of a sect, he has a very deep affection for Mingjiao, and he has never forgotten the glory of Mingjiao.

It's just because of the vigilance and suppression of the Han Dynasty that although Hua Jianzi had the intention to revive Mingjiao in the past, he was really powerless. At present, there is a peerless powerhouse of Mingjiao, but in his opinion, it is the best time to revive Mingjiao.

Even if he is no longer the supreme master of the sect, it is worth it to see the revival of Mingjiao in his lifetime.

Madman Li touched his head, with a look of distraction on his face.

It doesn't matter who is the leader of the Ming Sect in his opinion. Anyway, as long as you can beat yourself and convince yourself.

As for Mo Chen's cultivation ability, Madman Li said that he wanted to live for two more years, and he didn't want to challenge the future sect leader for the time being. Although he is belligerent, he is not a fool, if he didn't even have this bit of self-knowledge, the True Demon Dao would have died a long time ago.

A flash of embarrassment flashed in the Enchantress's eyes, but she didn't express her opinion.

Among the four factions, the Yin Sect is the weakest one. Now that the other three factions have agreed to merge, the Yin Sect still has a choice.

Even though she was reluctant, she didn't dare to speak.

The fat man's eyes narrowed slightly, looked around at everyone's expressions, and continued with an unchanged smile: "We still need to continue to discuss this matter, as for the matter of that adult, let's not rush to a conclusion for the time being." Even if we agree, it's still unknown whether the other party will. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces were slightly stunned.

Hanamazi and Madman Li's faces were slightly gloomy, but the enchantress exhaled softly, and the smiles on her pretty faces couldn't help but be a little natural.

Come to think of it, what a cultivator that adult, but he can already shatter the void at any time and soar into the sky.

In his eyes, the so-called position of the leader of the Ming Sect is not yet as attractive as the Supreme Immortal Dao.

While a few people were talking in a low voice, they were in the courtyard where they were staying.

After the four of them left, the mansion fell into a dead silence, like an uninhabited haunted house, full of indescribable seclusion.

The torrential rain poured down, and the space in the courtyard was like a lake that had been thrown into the stone, rippling with a subtle ripple.

In the shock of the space, Mo Chen carried Concubine Yan's coffin and stepped into the courtyard slowly.

He walked straight into a guest room and placed Concubine Yan's coffin on the ground.

Mo Chen stood in front of the coffin, quietly looking at the sleeping beauty, sometimes showing a gentle smile on his face, sometimes frowning and sighing softly.

Time is long, but all kinds of things back then are still vaguely yesterday.

"My lord, can I be your slave girl?"

"Master, my sister bullies others, you have to help others. At most, people tell you to do whatever you want. ”

"Husband, shall we have a mother-daughter party?"

Mo Chen caressed the delicate crystal coffin, thinking about the bits and pieces with Concubine Yan, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but have a touch of crystal tears.

He was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, stared at the sleeping pretty face, showed a bitter smile, and sighed: "Silly girl, what happened to you, you have to choose suicide." ”

Mo Chen sighed, looked at Concubine Yan's sleeping face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Is that!

I saw that on Concubine Yan's slender neck, which was as smooth as jade, there was a silver necklace, and a thumb-sized white brocade bag hung on it.

Mo Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

Concubine Yan has always disliked messy accessories, why did she wear this thing after her death. And it's a little strange.

Mo Chen thought about it, gently pushed open the coffin that had been sealed with the secret technique of yin and yang, and took the small white brocade bag off Concubine Yan's neck.

What's in there?

Mo Chen kneaded the small bag, and his heart became more and more puzzled.

He glanced at Concubine Yan's delicate face as if she was asleep, frowned, opened the bag in his hand, and took out the contents of it.

That is, a Jinjuan as thin as a cicada's wing, only half the size of a palm.

On it, a pretty face of mourning is painted, but it is Concubine Yan's own face.

Below the pretty face, there is a message with a slender font, and a rather expressive portrait. Its font is the size of an ant, and if ordinary people look at it, they are afraid that they will not be able to see what is written on it.

I saw that it was written.

When the owner saw this message, he thought that Concubine Yan was dead.

Woo, Concubine Yan is so pitiful, she can't see her master anymore (aggrieved face). I don't know if the owner was sad and cried after Concubine Yan died (peeping face).

Hmph, if the master is not sad, please open the green bag and put it on the right hand of the person (pouting face).

If the master is sad and weeps, please open the red bag and say (happy face) in the soft heart of the slave family.

Mo Chen looked at the message on Jinjuan, his face twitched slightly, and he didn't even know where he flew away from the previous sadness.

This dead girl, she still plays so many tricks when she dies.

What the hell is the green bag!

And the red bag in my heart!

People who don't know, I'm afraid they have to think I'm a necrophiliac pervert. One bag is so small, and the other bag is still in your heart, how you are.

Mo Chen's face was slightly dark, and he had the urge to drag Concubine Yan out of the coffin and beat her violently.

He took a deep breath, his face froze slightly.

The first bag is pitiful, and the second bag is on the heart!

Wouldn't it be two together?

Small, heart!

Concubine Yan is warning herself with her life, be careful!