Chapter 90: Black-clothed Ink Flame
To the east of the city of winged hope, across the dead leaves and poisonous forest, is the less populated Lechuan Village, and the Abyss Pavilion is located hundreds of miles north of Lechuan Village.
In Lechuan Village in the twilight, the sparse households are also lit up with lights. The night was hazy, the lights had a faint halo, the wind and sand kept blowing, and the moment the sky finally darkened, I saw that the silence suddenly appeared on the roof of a dilapidated inn.
The inn may be too old, and it will look a little crumbling in the night wind, but the silence is lightly standing on the highest place, looking down on this densely populated Lechuan Village with both hands and shoulders.
In less than a moment, a wild sand swept in again, with gusts of wind, and a black shadow stood behind Feng Shi.
"Oh, kamikaze, it's been a long time."
A lazy voice came from behind Feng Lonely, and there was something frivolous in his words.
"Ink Flame." Feng Silence called faintly.
The person who came was Mo Yan, the right protector of the Abyss Pavilion, he was dressed in black, maybe he came too quickly, the black robe was still fluttering at the moment, and the night was dim, but it couldn't hide his handsome face. Mo Yan's expression was very leisurely, and after looking around at this Lechuan Village, he said: "I couldn't come to the alliance celebration of the three factions of my Holy Gate last year, speaking of which, we really haven't seen each other for a year, do you think about me?" ”
Feng Shi seemed to be choked, unable to speak for a long time, and then listened to Mo Yan laugh a few times, his black clothes were flying, and his black hair was raised high in the wind, "How could the kamikaze envoy choose this place to meet?" ”
"For me who set out from Yiwang City, Lethe Village is naturally much closer to the Abyss Pavilion, and besides, I don't like to visit your Abyss Pavilion." Feng Shi is really blunt when he speaks.
Mo Yan's eyebrows were slightly raised, the corners of his mouth rose, and he said: "The kamikaze envoy is really straightforward, you say that you don't like to come to the Abyss Pavilion in front of me, the right protector of the Abyss Pavilion, aren't you afraid that I will not be able to come to the Abyss Pavilion?" ”
Feng Silent laughed coldly and said, "You didn't know me for the first day, and it's useless to say too much." ”
Mo Yan was stunned, shook his head and sighed: "Beacon silence is beacon silence." ”
"I'm not here to chat." Beacon faintly reminded Mo Yan.
Mo Yan bowed his head, coughed, and said, "I naturally know that you called me over to find a way to deal with the righteous path, have you come up with any methods?" ”
Feng Jing looked sideways, the silver-white mask under the night glowed with a faint silver light, and said coldly: "If I come up with any way, I will still call you?" ”
"Hey, hey, hey." Mo Yan laughed again and again, "The kamikaze envoy is really cold and witty, so the two of us will discuss countermeasures now." ”
Feng Xiao said coldly again: "Nonsense......"
Mo Yan ignored Feng Lonely's cold words, just smiled silently, the corners of his mouth were still curved, making people look like he had always been in a good mood.
"According to the spies, one day will be the selection trial of the Yunji Sect, and I don't know how many disciples they will send to the ancient battlefield this time." Beacon clasped his shoulders and stared at the night in the distance.
Mo Yan held his chin at the moment, thinking about it, and for a while he only felt that his expression had become serious, but after a while, he changed into a giggling appearance, and he smiled: "Where is the ancient battlefield?" So where is the Yunji faction? And where is my Abyss Pavilion? ”
Feng Lonely frowned, and after a long silence, he said, "Do you want to think about it from the distance?" ”
"That's right!" Mo Yan snapped his fingers and said proudly: "My Abyss Pavilion is the closest to the Ancient Battlefield, and that Yunji Sect is 108,000 miles away from the Ancient Battlefield, not only the Yunji Sect, but also the Chenji Sect and the Phantom Star Pavilion, hehe, when the time comes, find a way to intercept it on the road." ”
Feng Silent said: "Is this feasible for you?" Do you know that their specific route does not work? ”
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and said, "If this method is not feasible, then just think about it." Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled like a spring breeze: "When it comes to the Yunji faction, I think of a person. ”
Feng Jing saw that Mo Yan began to say something else, but he didn't say anything, just listened quietly.
Mo Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and only after a moment did he say, "That person is still a girl." ”
Feng Lin sneered and said, "It seems that there is only the word girl in your life, but don't forget the purpose of coming here this time." ”
Mo Yan smiled and said, "You always like to remind me of this, but I still remember that girl now." Seeing that Feng Lin didn't seem interested in listening, Mo Yan still continued triumphantly: "I really miss my little lady." After speaking, it was leisurely again.
Feng Xiao suddenly laughed, his voice was extremely small, and it was estimated that even Mo Yan couldn't hear it, "Your little lady combined, it is estimated that there are more people in our Yiwang City." ”
Mo Yan's face sank slightly, a little embarrassed, and immediately coughed, and said a little hesitantly: "That was before I met her, and now I only have her in my heart." ”
Beacon asked miraculously, "What?" Which woman has captured the heart of you, a wanderer? ”
Mo Yan's mouth opened wide, expressing his surprise, his eyebrows raised, and said, "You actually care about this issue?" ”
Feng Shi no longer answered, but continued to look ahead with his eyes, and at this moment the wind was blowing slowly, and the white clothes were floating, and the black clothes were surging, one black and one white, forming a perfect scenery on this dilapidated inn.
Seeing that Feng Lin finally spoke, but now he didn't say anything, Mo Yan said to himself, "Do you remember the female disciple of the Yunji Sect that we met in Yuzelin last time. ”
Feng was stunned for a moment, and his bland words became a little turbulent, "You are talking about her?" ”
Mo Yan was beaming with pride at the moment, and he couldn't hear the surprise in Feng Xi's words at this time, and continued: "It's her, it seems to be called Yuanyang, she is the little lady I fancie." Seeing that Feng Lonely didn't speak for a long time, Mo Yan couldn't help but think of that day, Yuan Yang had been shouting for Feng Silence to return her things, and for a while, the relationship between Feng Silence and Yuan Yang began again.
"What are you staring at me all the time?" Feeling Mo Yan's blatant gaze at him, Feng Silence asked lightly.
Mo Yan shook his head and sighed, his handsome face looked a little strange, his slender sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said with some complaints: "Feng Lone, Feng Lone, you tell me honestly, what do you owe my little lady, why does she keep asking you to pay her back?" ”
Feng was silent for a long time, as if he wanted to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again.
Mo Yan saw that Feng was silent and didn't answer, so he became a little excited, "I can say hello first, that Yuan Yang is my fancie, you are not allowed to rob me, do you know?" ”
Another gust of wind blew, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little stiff, Mo Yan coughed, and after sorting out his emotions, he said, "Kamikaze? Don't think I'm talking about fun, I'm serious this time! ”
Unexpectedly, Feng Lin took a step forward, didn't look back, and coldly dropped a sentence: "You are so boring, how can your affair with her have anything to do with me?"
"Don't quibble, I heard her ask you to return her things, what did you get from her?" Mo Yan was a little hurried, and stepped forward at the moment, but unexpectedly did not get close to Feng Shi, but was shocked back by the invisible wind array formed around Feng Shi.
"You!" The ink is angry, his chest is heaving, and he is angry.
Feng Silence turned around, didn't bother with Mo Yan, and said lightly: "Mo Yan, let me say it again, I didn't come to hear you talk about your wife when I met you in Lechuan Village this time. ”
Hearing this, Mo Yan snorted softly, hugged his shoulders and twisted his head to the other side, looking like he was sulking.
Feng Shi said: "The day after tomorrow, the Yunji Sect will hold a selection trial, and I want to come to the Chenji Sect and the Phantom Star Pavilion will also be held in the past few days, so the day when the three righteous sects will come to the ancient battlefield is getting closer and closer, you can tell me these useless words again......
"Alright, alright, I'll just say it." Mo Yan hurriedly said, "I'm not saying anything on a whim, and you didn't know me on the first day. ”
Feng Shi looked sideways and said coldly: "Don't learn from me." ”
Mo Yan coughed again, humming and chirping, not knowing what little song he was singing to hide his embarrassment.