Under one of the exceptionally tall and dense trees, a young white-clothed Taoist stood quietly, with a solemn expression in front of him.

Mo Wugui handed a few pieces of clothes to Nie Bai and said, "Take it." ”

Nie Bai frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Mo Wugui said: "Your apprentice's clothes." ”

Nie Bai was a little anxious, and said while taking the clothes uneasily: "I came to you to ask where you Cangzhi went, what are you doing with his clothes for me?"

Mo Wugui didn't answer, but only asked him: "Nie Baijun, tell me the truth, who is Cangzhi?"

Nie Bai's face changed slightly, and he said, "What do you mean?"

Mo Wugui took out something from his arms, shook it in front of his eyes, and said, "Don't tell me that you didn't give him this." ”

Mo Wugui took out a thing that was found in a pile of clothes in Cangyi, a thing similar to a talisman, but the painting on the talisman was not a spell to keep peace, blood red and blood red, but it seemed to invite disaster and cause trouble, the lines on the talisman were really distorted, extremely strange, in the center of the position, I could barely recognize a small "town" word - this is a cinnabar painted demon talisman, however, it was removed a lot of things, resulting in a slight change in the nature of this talisman.

At this moment, Nie Bai's face changed completely, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, is something wrong with Cangzhi?"

Mo Wugui's voice was slightly low: "He gave me his life." ”

Nie Bai's phalanges made a few crisp sounds because he was too hard, and he tensed his facial muscles, and it was easy to spit out a few words, but it was: "Life should be like this." ”

Mo Wugui repeated: "This is how it should be?"

She sneered and said, "I didn't believe in such a thing as a number of lives many years ago. ”

It was the first time that Nie Bai had seen this kind of expression on Mo Wugui's face, which was both sarcastic and as if he hated something.

Mo Wugui said: "Nie Baijun, tell the truth, I'll listen." ”

Nie Bai pondered for a moment and said, "Cangzhi was met by me a few years ago near the Ranwu Realm, and when I saw that he was displaced, but his roots and bones were good, I couldn't help but accept him as an apprentice, and I took it upon myself to name him. He has a lot of demonic energy, but I can't tell what kind of monster he is, and I was worried that something would go wrong, so I made a demon charm to suppress his demonic energy. ”

Mo Wugui's heart moved, and after Nie Bai finished this paragraph, Fang said, "Flurry Realm?"

Nie Bai nodded and said, "He was eleven or twelve years old at the time, and he still is, his appearance is very good, but his cultivation is still as weak as when I first saw him. I think it's about something that has happened. He looked at the ink and said, "If this is the case, judging from the kind of formation he knows, he is not an ordinary person, and he should not die so easily." ”

Mo Wugui said: "I know it in my heart. ”

After thinking about it, she bent down slightly and saluted: "Nie Baijun, don't leave it at that." I'm on my way. ”

Nie Bai seemed to be stuck, reacted, and said in a very light tone: "It's okay." Don't go over it. ”

After saying goodbye to Nie Bai, Mo Wugui hurried to Fuhua non-stop.

Farewell to Guan Yayue this morning, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly was willing to give her the Wuyin Sword, but for the time being, let people bring it back to Fuhua and seal it, and when she has dealt with everything, she can go to Fuhua to get it.

At that time, he asked Mo Wugui about the spiritual vein, and she thought to herself, what is the use of saying it? Nothing has happened, and nothing has to be said. She said: "Yayue, anything can happen, it's normal to not know." You see, aren't you also a Venerable now, I don't know. ”

Mo has no return, really, anything can happen, don't be easy to be sure of anything.

Although there is a guide stone, Mo Wugui is still dizzy, she has not been to Fuhua for many years, and the only remaining impression is gone.

After a few days of wind and dust, it was easy to rush to a small town at the edge of Liuxia City, and he was about to enter Fuhua, but the sky was pitiful, and the pulse of Mo Wugui was really weak, and he was already a little powerless, and when he saw that it was dark, he decided to rest for one night. Standing in front of a hotel, Mo Wugui touched a few pieces of broken silver on his body, thinking that it was enough, so he walked in and paid for a room.

The name of this inn is apt, it is called Linhua, but because it is too "Linhua", ordinary customers do not rest here much, so the people in this lobby are basically cultivators.

Mo Wugui looked at it, the guests were chatting enthusiastically, she was about to go upstairs to rest without much care, but suddenly she heard something, and suddenly stopped.

A voice said, "Is the one upstairs really a celestial official?"

Another voice said: "Don't you see the emblem on people's clothes? ”

Mo Wugui's hand on the handrail of the staircase suddenly exerted force, and the joints turned white.

The voice from before was surprised: "The deacon of the Xuanyang, Feng Xiuli, and the Gathering Palace?"

"I said this Daoist brother, what kind of deacon of the Convergence Palace, that was more than thirty years ago, okay?

The man said: "I'm ashamed, I've been cultivating for many years, and I only know that the snow in the palace is moving the six realms at night, but I really don't know the situation. ”

Said humanely: "Brother Dao is diligent and meditative, no wonder I don't know." Admire, admire, admire. Come, I'll talk to you. ”

The man said, "Listen up." Please. ”

Said humanely: "His Royal Highness Mo Jifan and His Royal Highness Yiyang, before becoming gods, were both soldiers of the city, this must be known to Brother Dao." During the battle between Yiqi City and Suze City, His Royal Highness Yiyang, who was still a military advisor at the time, had a full thirty percent less troops than Suze, and almost defeated Suze, this, Brother Dao must also know, right?"

The man said: "Naturally, although General Mo doesn't know the way, as long as the Feng military division is there, he will use his troops like a god." ”

Mo has no way to return to his heart, and he doesn't know the way, which is quite face-saving.

said humanely: "Yes, His Royal Highness Yang is the eye of Mo Zhifan. If it weren't for the exposure of Mo Jifan's crimes thirty years ago, I'm afraid this good pair would still be talked about by people today. ”

The man said, "What do you say?"

Said humanely: "That general Mo Zhifan actually had a personal relationship with the city lord of Suze, and on the eve of the decisive battle between the two cities, he entrusted all the military information and the plate to the city lord of Suze, and finally lost it!"

The man said strangely: "You said that General Mo was exposed for his crimes thirty years ago, that is, more than three hundred years have passed. It's been hidden for so many years, how can it be exposed?"

Said humanely: "Brother Dao doesn't know, isn't there another deputy military division of Lu who is in the same column as the Feng military division, and by chance, he broke the private relationship between Mo Zhifan and the city lord of Suze." The army division naturally couldn't bear it, and wanted to expose her, but who expected that Mo Ji was ruthless, and he was imprisoned, tortured every day, and imprisoned for nearly three hundred years. He also said: "If you want to say that this army division is also a character, he survived it, and the emperor lived up to it, and one day he found an opportunity to escape." However, at that time, Mo Yongfan was already His Royal Highness, and he was worried about being discovered, but fortunately His Royal Highness Yiyang helped, which made Mo Rongfan a failure. ”

The man listened to his dry mouth, poured him a cup of tea, and asked, "So, what happened to General Mo?"

The person who said it drank the dry tea in one breath and said, "How is it? She herself exploded all the spiritual veins, scattered the palace, and fled in the wilderness, and since then she has not known what to do." ”

Mo Wugui let out a long sigh, stopped listening, and went upstairs to his own room.

The man was still asking, "What's the matter with His Highness Yiyang?"

The person who said replied: "His Royal Highness Yiyang is talented and intelligent, so naturally he was successful in cultivation later, and he was promoted from a small heavenly official to a great heavenly official......

It sounds reasonable to say it all the way, but it is actually full of loopholes. For example, Mo Wugui knew that her private relationship with the city lord of Suze was unknown, and she should be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, why was it broken? For example, if you want the army division to be silent, why don't you kill him directly, but imprison him? For example, since Mo Wugui told the city lord of Suze all the military information, why did he "regret defeat" in the end?

However, even so, it doesn't hurt, anyway, Biluo Realm is spread like this, everyone will say it like this, things have passed for so long, who will bother with this?

Mo Wugui lay on the bed, staring at the top of the bed with wide eyes. She just heard them say that Feng Xiuli was upstairs, and she didn't really want to see him, but she had paid all the money here, and she couldn't live in vain. Thinking about it, it's just one night, and if you leave tomorrow morning, can you still bump into it so coincidentally? So I rolled over and fell asleep.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

slept until the middle of the night, there was a sudden bang downstairs, followed by the sound of pushing the door one after another and the ensuing exclamations, and then, it was the movement of the fight, Mo Wugui insisted on paralyzing on the bed for a while, a scream sounded, she sighed, or got up with a grunt.

Pushing open the door, the downstairs was simply miserable, a group of neatly dressed or untidy cultivators, all in a mess, a mass of white gadgets scurrying around in the middle, it was very agile, the claws were fierce, and it hurt a lot of cultivators for a while, and the scream was a cultivator who unfortunately hung up the color, and involuntarily let out a cry of pain.

Mo Wugui saw that although this thing was quite fierce, it was not fatal, and he was about to look at it for a while, but a door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man was dressed in a white shirt embroidered with the clouds for a long time, and his heart was also wearing the delicate emblem of the clouds for a long time, and walked out steadily.

Mo Wugui saw it, made a quick decision, and quickly got into the crowd.