Post. The lights are bright and the phosgene surrounds.

"Come on, let's drink the spirits of my Jinliu Country. ”

"When did you bring in the Light?"

Mo Yan Hongyang looked at Fuyao who was pouring wine in front of him, frowned, grabbed a bowl, moved his Adam's apple up and down, and drank it with a mouthful. A burst of spicy pungency spread throughout the stomach.

"Tomorrow we can finally return to the heavens. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and looked out the window.

"Are you sure you don't recognize him?" Fu Yao looked at Mo Yan Hongyang.

"There's no need for that. I have made it very clear today in his house. ”

Mo Yan Hongyang picked up the jade mistletoe, drank a cup, and fell asleep.

"Bear-like, pretend to be dead! I think that when you find the Radiant Light Stone, you will be able to save your birth mother. Fuyao held the jade mistletoe and turned around, "You think, that broken stone sounds more precious to them than life." So, once you get the Divine Stone, you can exchange it for it. Alright, I know what you're thinking at the moment. You still miss your birth mother. ”

"My biological mother has died under Shang Jun's knife. Say no more. Sleep!"

He turned his head and went to sleep. But in my mind, I tried to sketch the picture of Mo Yuexuan countless times. But the image disappeared and cleared, clear and blurred.

He was embarrassed by his feelings, and he didn't say it, but he missed it very much in his heart.

Blood is thicker than water, after all, she is her biological mother.

It's just that he sprinkled all his pain and complaints on Mo Youtian alone.

"I think that so-called bullshit emperor is not a good thing, arrogant, not a good thing. And those courtiers, trembling. I'm still under the light, above the throne of God. In my opinion, he is an old man who does not eat the fireworks of the world. I think you can replace him. ”

Mo Yan Hongyang heard Fuyao say this, and suddenly a person grunted up and covered his mouth.

"Do you want to die here? Don't you realize that today, he is above the court, and his cultivation is ten thousand times that of ours. We are too weak. ”

Fuyao took a look and pushed away Mo Yan Hongyang's hand: "I knew that you kid had this kind of thought." Well, this prince is also full. Sleep!"

After taking the medicine, he rolled onto the bed, and within a few seconds, he snored thunderously.

"Play dead! ”

Sou--

A fluorescent arrow tore through the air and shot through an open window. Enter.

"Who?" the two of them said in unison, rolled out of bed, flew out of the window, and disappeared.

In the dense forest, a masked man in white, who carried a scarlet carved bow and arrow, ran quickly between the dense forests. The white-clothed masked man suddenly rose into the air, and suddenly galloped like a fly.

The white-clothed masked man ran and shuttled for a while, and suddenly stopped. The blue pupils under the willow eyebrows contracted and dilated, and he looked around.

"Late at night, so sneaky. What are the intentions?"

"Yes, look at your eyes and your dress, not the heavens. Undo your mask!"

Fuyao and Mo Yan and Hongyang suddenly appeared in front of the masked man.

Hearing this, the masked man took two steps back, his blue pupils dilated, and he rose into the air like an arrow flying from a string. The masked man rolled two heels in the air, his legs lined up, and at the same time pulled the bowstring, whoosh, and the glowing arrows tore through the air while spinning, flying towards Mo Yan Hongyang.

Mo Yan Hongyang raised his head violently, his azure pupils dilated instantly, and he dodged the arrow shot with a backflip.

Boom--

When the arrow hits the site, the ground suddenly explodes, triggering a blue shockwave. Suddenly, dozens of meters of dust were raised.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem"

Fuyao quickly waved his hand to drive away the dust, and bent over and coughed violently.

The body of the masked man in white fell into the dense forest and disappeared without a trace.

Frightened, a blood-red hosta fell from the sky.

Mo Yan Hongyang bent down to pick up the hosta and took it in the water to explore carefully.

"What is this?" Mo Yan Hongyang looked at it fixedly, with a puzzled expression.

"Idiot, hosta. Presumably the Assassin must have been a woman. ”

"From the way she dressed, it was clear that she must be the Holy Light Clan. But as soon as we arrived at the Light, why did she have any grievances with us to assassinate us?"

Fuyao and Hongyang looked at the direction in which the female assassin had disappeared, and held the hosta tightly, doubts written all over their faces.