Mo Han's strangeness frightened Jian Chen and Shui Jing Tian, and it didn't look like pretending at all.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Jian Chen asked nervously.

Shui Jingtian called his brother-in-law out, and just spit out half a word and hurriedly swallowed it.

Mo Han waved his hand, looked at Qingyu regretfully, and said, "Hall Master, the subordinates are still not enough." Although I used my natal prophetic spiritual power, and my lifespan was worn out for a few years, I still can't completely repair the soul of your son. He's dead, it's just..."

Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian almost laughed out loud when they heard Mo Han say about prophetic spiritual power, where did he have any prophetic spiritual power, and the two of them also relaxed their hearts.

"Just how?" Qingyu asked nervously.

Mo Han sighed and said, "It's stupid to just wake up." ”

"Then, is there any other way? As long as the master speaks, I will agree to any conditions!Even if it costs some of my life!" Qingyu said as she clenched Mo Han's hand.

It's really affectionate, it's really touching. Mo Han sighed, I'll wait for your words!

Mo Han was greatly moved, and looked like he would not give up until he cured Qingfan's illness, and said, "Okay! Since the hall master believes in me and other brothers so much, he will not hesitate to lose another ten years of life!"

Qingyu helped Mo Han to sit down at the table, and Mo Han said: "There is a way! That is, to find a person with prophetic spiritual power, I will absorb some prophetic spiritual power from him, and then inject it into your son's body, and your son will definitely recover! ”

Jian Chen poured cold water and said: "Senior brother, don't embarrass the hall master, I think we can't take this credit, or let's go." It would be too ugly to let the hall master issue an eviction order. ”

Qingyu was happy at first, and then instantly lowered her brows and looked dejected. It was as if the spark of hope had been extinguished by a basin of water.

Mo Han Qingyu's face was wrong, and he turned his head and scolded Jian Chen: "How do you speak!

Before Mo Han finished scolding, Qingyu hurriedly stopped Mo Han and said, "Master Flying Dragon, don't be angry, I don't care about Master Xiaotian Tiger's words." Prophetic people do have spiritual powers, but... Alas!"

The three of them were all excited, and they waited for him to say that he swallowed again, and Jian Chen couldn't wait to open Qingyu's mouth to see what words he swallowed!

Mo Han turned his back and moved the two of them, not letting the two of them show too much concern, and asked tentatively: "I don't know where the hall master is talking about, what is the difficulty?"

Qingyu thought about it, but still spoke: "That person is in the prison of Spring Wind City, I just saw him a few days ago. ”

Mo Han was overjoyed in his heart, although Qingyu concealed the name and identity of the person who had the spiritual power of the prophet, it was Mr. Shanglong! It would be good if Qingyu could enter the prison with a few people, as long as he could see Mr. Shanglong, he would definitely be rescued!

Seeing Qingyu's face embarrassed, he couldn't watch his son be stupid, there should indeed be a lot of difficulty.

Mo Han didn't ask, just waited for him to speak again.

Qingyu thought for a while, and then said: "Don't hide it from you, the hall master of the Spring Breeze Hall, Yan Huo, this person is cunning and suspicious, and even a few of us hall masters can't believe it." He only discussed some things with Han Jingdao, the envoy of the Hidden Palace, and the Secret Palace Envoy only adopted his opinions, and our hall masters only implemented them. As for the prison, we also went into it once, and no one was allowed to enter it without the permission of Yan Huo. ”

"Not even you, hall master?"

Asked.

Qingyu shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid not." Since Shun Heaven was destroyed by the Ghost King, he instigated the envoy of the Hidden Temple to forcibly transfer the elites of our halls, just to keep the prison strictly, and to put it bluntly, he was afraid that any accident would happen to the person who had the spiritual power of the prophet. Even if I begged him, he wouldn't let me see him. ”

Mo Han was unwilling, and whispered in his ear: "Hall Master, for the sake of your son's life, we can't manage so much." What if we sneak in?"

Qingyu stood up in fright, hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, that's too dangerous." That prison was built by the master of the dark hall himself, and there were many mechanisms inside, and each gate was cast with dark iron, and each gate was reinforced by mysterious power, not to mention ordinary people, even the powerhouses of the Xuan rank would be difficult to break for a while. ”

Qingyu suddenly found that she had said too much, so she hurriedly glanced at a few people, and then calmed down and said, "Alas, the intentions of several masters are understood. Xiao'er is satisfied that he can save his life, and it is the greatest blessing to have a few masters sitting in Qingyan City!"

Mo Han saw that Qingyu had come out of the panic, and he knew that he couldn't ask anything. His mood hadn't eased yet, so he wasn't too wary of a few people. If he suddenly understands and finds a flaw in it, I'm afraid the news will leak.

Kill!

This was the only way Mo Han could think of it.

Mo Han stood up, calmed his breath, and said, "Then follow the wishes of the hall master, with us, it will be in vain for the ghost king to come." Just look at the moonlight tonight. ”

When Jian Chen and Shui Jingtian heard Mo Han say that the moonlight was tonight, the two of them had a heart.

Qingyu said: "Okay! I heard that the ghosts are afraid of firecrackers and red, so let's set off firecrackers and hold a feast, Chong Chong is happy, and it can be regarded as a reception for a few masters." ”

Mo Han said: "Thank you very much!", then take advantage of this gluttonous feast to serve it in a nest!

Mo Han used the reason that he had spent too much prophetic spiritual power, so he temporarily left Qingyu's company. Qingyu kept Mo Han to stay in Qingyan Hall several times, but he was more afraid that the ghost king would come again, and Mo Han and others were more down-to-earth in his heart. After patiently explaining, Mo Han said that there would be no ghosts during the day, and the evening reception banquet would inevitably arrive before dark.

A few people returned to the Yanyu Pavilion, and the Yanyu Pavilion had been received by Qingyu under his own property, and the personnel in the Yanyu Pavilion had not changed much.

The people of the Yanyu Pavilion saw Mo Han and the others escorted back in Qingyan Hall, their faces were surprised and frightened, they never imagined that a few people would come back alive, and they were escorted back by the guards like VIPs.

A person who was richly dressed and looked like Qingyan Hall from the momentum of his walk walked towards Mo Han and politely asked if he wanted to change the pavilion.

Mo Han understood what he meant, Cai Yang was killed on the edge of Lingbo Pavilion, afraid that it would be unclean. Mo Han didn't care, just chuckled and responded: "No need, if Cai Yang's ghost is still there, I want to talk to him, I haven't communicated with the ghost for a long time." ”

This person felt a chill down his spine when he heard Mo Han's words, and he didn't dare to ask more, but said that if necessary, he would definitely do what he was told.

Mo Han and the others didn't pay much attention to it, and walked straight towards Lingbo Pavilion. To their surprise, the previous two maids had been replaced, and the two maids in exchange were even better, and the flying rats had been staring at the full and snow-white saliva on their chests.

Mo Han did not dismiss the two maids again, because he found that even if the two maids deliberately covered it up, their gestures revealed that they had kung fu foundations. As for the depth of kung fu, in the eyes of several people, it is not even a flower fist embroidered leg.

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Coming to Qingyu is still not at ease, scheming people, no matter how much favor they give, it is useless. Mo Han sighed, he called the flying rat to the second floor, and after explaining it, the flying rat swaggered out of the smoke and rain pavilion, no one asked, let alone dared to stop it.

The sky was as blue as a wash, and the sun was high in the middle. It was a good weather, but a few people seemed a little dull because they were in a hurry to do something, but they didn't seem impatient.

After a few people finished the sumptuous lunch prepared by Yanyu Pavilion, they had nothing to do, and the three deck chairs were lined up, lying on their backs to bask in the sun.

The lotus is emerald green, the purse is waiting to be released, the breeze blows through the lotus leaves, and the water is sparkling.

In order to pass the time, the three began to chant poems against each other, and those who could not catch it were fined a gold.

After the sun turned west, the Water Realm Heaven earned nearly a hundred gold, Mo Han did not make any money and did not lose money, and most of Jian Chen's money went into the pocket of the Water Realm Heaven.

The two maids standing quietly behind them did not move at all and looked respectful, and the three of them admired Qingyu very much for how she could train such a determined maid.

Mo Han looked at the sun that half of it was already embedded in the distant city wall, and the rays of golden light emitted by the sunlight were no longer too dazzling, although there was still an unfinished residual temperature, but it was no longer as exciting as the rising sun.

"It's almost there. Mo Han muttered.

Jian Chen, who was lying on the recliner, hurriedly turned sideways and raised his head, seeing Shui Jingtian showing an intriguing smile, as if he understood what Mo Han said. With a soft sound, he lay down again.

The sun is setting in the west, and the night is getting late. The moon was not intended to come out, and the stars showed no signs of twinkling.

This kind of night is exactly what the three of them like the most, the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill.

The three of them were about to walk out of the Yanyu Building when they saw a team of guards from Qingyan Hall hurrying over. There was no need to guess, Mo Han knew that Qingyu was afraid that the ghost king would arrive before a few people.

In fact, in Mo Han's heart, Qingyu didn't have to worry so much, because the Ghost King would arrive tonight, and the entire Qingyan Hall would disappear overnight.

As soon as I crossed a few streets, I heard the crackling sound of firecrackers coming from the direction of Qingyan Hall, and the sound echoed in the street, layer after layer, resounding through half of Qingyan City.

When I walked into Qingyan Hall, I understood why the firecrackers were so loud, and there were people in charge of setting off firecrackers around Qingyan Hall.

Red silk is also indispensable for exorcism and evil spirits, and at this time, Qingyan Hall is almost wrapped in red cloth.

Seeing this, Mo Han remembered the day he and Xiao Qing got married. Although the weather was darker, the atmosphere was very festive, and he still did not forget the situation. The father couldn't close his mouth and smiled, the clansmen were crowded and shouting, and Xiao Qing's palms were sweating a lot because he was too nervous, and he could still feel the warmth and humidity, and he seemed to be able to smell a faint fragrance.

"It was almost the same when I got married to your sister that day, and the entire Mo clan was wrapped in red cloth. Mo Han turned his head sideways and said with a low smile to Shui Jingtian.

Shui Jingtian carefully glanced around the area wrapped in red cloth, as if he was feeling the atmosphere of Mo Han and Xiao Qing's marriage at that time, it was a pity that he missed it as a brother-in-law. After scanning it, Shui Jingtian nodded with a smile, and the smile on his face gradually converged, revealing the icy face of Mo Han when he first saw him, without any fluctuations, faintly exuding this fierce murderous aura.

"Big brother, since it's so lively, let's take a name for tonight's reception banquet, let's commemorate it too. Jianchen seemed to be a little uncontrollable.

Mo Han pondered and said, "It's called a gluttonous feast, solemn!"

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