Late at night.

Mo Yi woke up from his slumber.

It was dark all around, and there was silence in the windless night.

The incumbent Mo Jiajuzi slowly stood up from the haystack, raised his head and looked at the south, and let out a long, silent sigh.

There were two qi entanglements in the sky, a white dragon and a black dragon, fighting endlessly, and the terrifying power rose to the sky, approaching the stars.

"Is the era of a hundred schools of thought about to reappear......

Mo Yi's heart was filled with mixed emotions, including fear, excitement, anticipation, and pride.

This doesn't make sense.

Just a few days ago, there was only an ethereal dragon qi in the south, and tonight, there were two dragons fighting.

Only in the world of great controversy, in the furnace of heaven and earth, would dragons appear so frequently.

That's not good news.

But it's not just bad news.

Mo sat on the haystack at one end, his sword in his lap, and let the cold of the metal help calm him.

The two breaths in the sky were still colliding, and the silent thunder stirred, making his heart shake with it.

Heaven is insignificant.

In the end, Mo Yi comforted himself like this.

What's more, he and the Mo family are not afraid of being in the furnace of heaven and earth.

It's dawn.

Mo Yi jumped off the haystack and staggered onto the avenue.

Along the road, in the nearest village, there were already Mo family disciples waiting for him.

"Juzi. ”

Behind the old farmer was a majestic white horse.

"Have you made any big noises in the past two days?"

"Yesterday, someone saw that Bai Gongzi of Jinghu Villa returned to the villa without a white robe. ”

Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat.

"Painted skin...... Jiangnan family?"

"No, Jiangnan is calm, and there are no masters acting together. ”

"But ...... in this world" Mo Yi suddenly stopped, revealing a complicated wry smile, "The white master has already turned into a dragon." ”

What happened last night can be explained, one of the two people who fought was Bai Gongzi.

Mo Yi has been fighting with people all his life, he is naturally heroic, brave and diligent, invincible, invincible, and has never fallen behind, and now among the hundred disciples, he is the first deservedly, but he has never won against Bai Gongzi.

"Haha!"

Mo Yi looked up to the sky and laughed twice, and jumped on the horse.

"Don't worry about it, I'll go. ”

The wind swept through his ears, and the frustration in Mo Yi's heart turned into pride, what he did was worthy of his heart, worthy of the sages of the Mo family, and now is the time to struggle, what about Bai Gongzi turning into a dragon?

Since the black dragon is entangled by Bai Gongzi, he naturally does not have to worry about it, and now the main thing is still to go to Yunmengze, so as not to cause natural disasters and harm the people.

The white horse is handsome, running like flying.

It was a cloudy, hot and humid day, the clouds were cloudy white, and the sun was still hot.

Noon soon arrived, and Mo Yi got off his horse at a tea stall on the side of an official road and sat on a stool.

Up to now, between three days and three nights, Mo Yiyi has slept for one night, and although he is far superior to ordinary people, he is still tired and unbearable.

A bowl of coarse tea fell on the table in front of him, and Mo picked it up one by one, but did not drink it.

He looked up at the man in front of him.

"Under Confucianism, Liu Jian, Liu Nanshi. ”

Although he had never seen this man, Mo Yi knew that he was not lying, except for Liu Jian, who was the most elegant in the world, no one could be as comfortable as the man in front of him.

It was a feeling that could not be explained at all, purely from the human heart, just standing in front of me and showing a faint smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze and feel close.

"Mo Yi. ”

Mo Yi drank the coarse tea in the porcelain bowl in one go, and let out a long breath.

"I'm here for the dragon. ”

"You want to?"

Although Ru Mo has been an enemy for many years, Mo Yi doesn't care, but he always speaks straightforwardly, but it is difficult to be polite.

"If a big snake turns into a dragon, there will be natural disasters. ”

"If the dragon wants to go north as Qin Tianjian said, the people will suffer. Mo Yi looked at the man in front of him, his face was cloudy, "You want to slay the dragon?"

"If you can get a lot of help, you can succeed. ”

"How did you catch me?"

Although Mo Yi's way of changing the subject was embarrassingly blunt, Liu Jian still eased the atmosphere with ease.

"The Mo family's bridge car is really breathtaking. ”

Everyone thinks that this sentence comes from the heart, but Liu Jian does it from the heart.

The bridge car is the creation of the Mo family hundreds of years ago, the bridge was built on land to avoid the deep valley and high mountains, take the rugged as flat, pave the road on the bridge, and the big car ran on it, extremely fast. If it weren't for the bridge car, Mo kept running all day and night, Liu Jian wouldn't have been able to catch up with him.

"Go to Wuchang, take me, I have been running on horseback for a long time, and I am tired. ”

Liu Jian agreed with a smile: "Okay." ”

His heart was far more excited than it seemed, and if Mo Yi was there, the dragon slaying would almost certainly be successful.

The group soon boarded the bridge car, and the car drove forward, and Mo Yi fell asleep in the car.

Liu Jian stood on the wooden board, his back to the defenseless Mo Yi, his face cloudy.

After the last glory, the Mo family declined forever, but despite this, at that time, the hundred schools still paid countless of the most elite disciples to accompany the Mo family to the funeral. In the past hundreds of years, the Mo family has never been able to regain its glory until the appearance of Mo.

Among today's hundred disciples, he deserves to be the first.

Mo Yi was an orphan adopted by the son of the Mo family in the previous generation, he worked for the Mo family since he was a child, and in the past 20 years, he has made a name for himself with his hands, creating the atmosphere of the revival of the Mo family.

The two families will always be enemies.

The battle of the avenue is far more dangerous and cruel than all battles.

But in the end, Liu Jian still didn't do anything.

......

Yan Sheng Gong Kong Ping'an was drinking tea in the study of the third prince.

On the table beside him was a bronze sword with a simple shape, which was the Holy Dao Sword.

Zheng Ye stood respectfully beside Kong Ping'an, quietly doing what a disciple should do, while on the other side of the study, Yuan Qing and the third prince Yuan Cheng sat at the table, speechless for a while.

A force that made you want to open your mouth enveloped the room.

"The Holy Dao Sword will not be used to slay dragons," Kong Ping'an's voice trembled with a thick turbidity, but this did not affect the full display of the power in it, after all, he was one of the three sages, both in the past and now, he was one of the most powerful people in Confucianism, and he also had the Holy Dao Sword in his hand, "This is for the sake of the common people in the world, Confucianism will not let the Nine Dragons Capture the Pearl Game go to the end." ”

Yuan Qing fell into a deep embarrassment, he felt that he should say something in response to the kindness of Confucianism, but he did not know what to say.

Then Yuan Cheng stood up with a smile: "It is worthy of being a Confucian master, this is the mind that Confucianism should have!"

Zheng Ye was still standing behind Kong Ping'an, smiling silently.

"Zi said, the benevolent are invincible. ”

After saying this, Kong Ping'an left on his own. 13110