"I want to know what Yin Lingzi promised you," Zhao Xin asked sternly.

"She can give us the name that the Changyi clan deserves...... Mo Rena snapped.

"Hehe, what if the title you deserve, even if you have it?" I didn't expect Mo Yuna to be for this, the title was created by herself, not by others. Besides, the name of the Changyi bloodline, Zhao Xin really doesn't understand what the use is.

"This is something you will never understand, because you are the Xuanhuan bloodline, born with a golden soup spoon, naturally you will not understand how important identity is to people, our Changyi bloodline is no worse than your Xuanhuan bloodline" Mo Weina's face was unusually ugly.

"You actually want to fight with me, that's good, your Changyi bloodline is powerful, your reputation has been given to you, and there are still people who want my broken name" Zhao Xin laughed, how much suffering he suffered and how many sins he suffered because of this Xuanhuan bloodline, and almost died because of it. Now that Mo Rena wants her own name, she can give it to the other party.

"You, what use can you give" Mo Yina sneered, not caring about Zhao Xin's words at all.

"Me, it seems that you still don't know much about me, I am the last person in the Xuanhuan bloodline, and I am also the head of the clan, so I still have the right to speak" Zhao Xin is not boasting when he says this, he is not such a person.

"The head of a clan, the patriarch of a man?" asked Mo Yuna with some mocking suspicion.

"You don't care about a few people, in short, my words count, and the fame is for you, so do you still need anything?" Zhao Xin said quite briskly, in fact, to be honest, even if he knew that Mo Yuna wanted to kill herself, Zhao Xin didn't want to kill the other party. As for why she was able to come out of the minced flesh of the Sun Corpse Clan, there are other things, and she doesn't have to worry about it.

"Just give it if you say it, what a joke" Mo Weina didn't expect Zhao Xin to say this, but her mouth was still stiff.

"What's that?, hurry up and say what else you have in mind, or what Yin Lingzi promised you, you can say it all together," Zhao Xin said softly.

Mo Rena raised her eyebrows, "What? Are you in love with me?"

"Am I reluctant?" said Zhao Xin with a smile.

"Of course, if I can't kill you this time, I will get everything I deserve, if you don't take revenge, I'll leave" Mo Yuna said, and actually walked out of the hall directly.

"Really gone?" Zhao Xin looked at Mo Luna, who was leaving, and suddenly felt empty in his body.

"There will be no time in the future" Mo Yuna waved her hand in a chic manner, and disappeared directly in front of Zhao Xin's eyes.

"Brother Xin...... Mo Rina ...... "As soon as Mo Rina left, Mozha, who was outside the door, entered the hall with a shocked face.

"Let's go," Zhao Xin waved his hand, "By the way, how about the things I asked you to do?"

"I didn't find it, and now I can't even see a single figure in the whole clan......" Moza recounted the matter truthfully.

"Okay, I see" Zhao Xin nodded, his eyes kept rolling.

"Then what should we do now?" Mozha watched Zhao Xin return to his original appearance, Wu also died because of this, Mo Rena left again, Mozha really didn't know what to do next.

"Let's go, let's die, what else can I do, I guess this time the thing is also fake" Zhao Xin, who reacted, knew that Mo Weina must have wanted to trick herself here, and as for the power of the wilderness, she didn't want to. It is normal for people to be sick and old, and they should think about it.

"Brother Xin, what are you talking about?" Mozha also felt Zhao Xin's emotions and couldn't help but ask in a loud voice.

"Moza, how long have you been with me?" Zhao Xin stood firm and asked softly.

"It's probably been more than three years, and if you count the acquaintances, it's going to be a few more years, what's the matter, Brother Xin" Mozha was stunned, not knowing why Zhao Xin suddenly mentioned this stubble.

"Yes, it's been a few years, you go back to the Yellow Realm," Zhao Xin said softly.

"Okay" Moza nodded and was about to walk out, but quickly reacted, "No, Brother Xin, aren't you picking me off?"

"Yes, it's okay, it's not stupid and too thorough" Zhao Xin grinned, walked to Mozha's side tremblingly, patted Mozha lightly on the shoulder, and then walked out of the hall silently.

"Brother Xin, why are you going?" Mozha caught up with Zhao Xin in a few big strides.

"I'll say it again, go back to the Yellow Realm, don't follow me" Zhao Xin paused and said softly.

"Brother Xin, I want to follow you......" Mozha was particularly stubborn, and rushed to Zhao Xin's side in a few big strides, but as soon as he arrived at his side, Zhao Xinzhi suddenly stretched out his hand, and a strong force directly collapsed, bouncing Moza's body away.

"This is the last time, don't force me to kill" Zhao Xin withdrew his hand, his voice was cold, Mozha was lying on the ground, and he saw Zhao Xin leave.

"Brother Xin, why are you doing this" Mozha is not stupid, he naturally knows what Zhao Xin thinks, Rong Ma's life is now twilight, and he naturally doesn't want anyone to see him.

"There will be no time in the future," Zhao Xin muttered, and the corners of his eyes were unconsciously moistened. I have seen too many lives and deaths in my life, and now it is finally my turn. Even if Zhao Xin's mind is strong, but there are too many things he has experienced today, even Zhao Xin can't get over this mental hurdle.

Zhao Xin went directly out of the ancient city of Fengming, found a high mountain, sat on it for a whole day, the cold wind blew, the silver hair fluttered with the wind, looking at the falling sunset, I felt like this sunset, about to end.

"Is this all about my life?" Zhao Xin muttered to himself, he had been in chaos for most of his life, and he had status when he was old, but it was useless, and the rest of the people who were dying didn't need to care. It doesn't matter if he's Chiyou or the Four Realms War, it has nothing to do with him from today onwards.

"Hey......" Zhao Xin has faced death too many times, so much that he has forgotten it, but that was because he still had the strength to fight in the past, and today he doesn't even have the idea of fighting, so he can only find a place to wait for the next time.

"Bang ......"

With a loud bang, a cave was carved out of the mountain under Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xin looked at the "cemetery" he had created with satisfaction. Once inside, the cave was re-sealed and everything was quiet again.

"Now it's all you left" Zhao Xin took out the gossip furnace, and the body of Ji Mengmeng was placed in front of him, and the little dragon was wrapped around him.

"Woo......" Xiaolong shrank his body and lay beside Zhao Xin, looking wilting. Xiaolong is intelligent, so he can feel the depletion of the blood in Zhao Xin's body, and there is some sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox. (To be continued.) )