In the early morning, the sky is slightly bright, and I don't know how long it has been, a touch of fiery red outline gradually emerges in the place where the water and the sky meet, and the morning glow is covered, and the twilight pours down, sprinkled on the tumbling and surging river waves, golden, bright and shining, very dazzling.

A nearly 20 zhang long Vermilion House boat on the undulating river, steady and slow, the wind on the river, the sail with the word "Shenzhou" in the book was blown crackling.

Mo Qingge stood beside the side of the boat, and the Hanjiang Wharf in the distance was now only a faint vague outline in his sight.

"Master Mo has been standing here for a long time, is he reluctant to be reluctant to that passionate Miss Alina, or is he reluctant to your little maid named Siya?"

The words of ridicule and joke came from the side, Mo Qingge squinted his head sideways, looking at the man next to him with a narrow face, wide forehead and deep eyes, high nose and thick lips, and a strange appearance, he shook his head helplessly.

"When did you like to joke and tease people like Li Yaohua's ghost girl?"

The Qiwei man cocked his thumb, scratched his nose, and said with a low smile: "Maybe this is the so-called red who is close to Zhu, and black who is close to ink, now that his face has changed, this character naturally has to change, so that people can't see the slightest clue." ”

"Hmph, you two are muttering here, are you talking badly about your aunt and grandmother?"

Li Yaohua poked her head out of nowhere, sandwiched between the two, looked left and right with a suspicious expression, and then said triumphantly to Mo Qingge: "How about it, my sister Qingyue's secret technique of changing her face is not bad, right? When I saw her face yesterday, I almost thought that she had been dropped!"

This strange-looking man is Jiang Qingyue, who uses bone-melting grass, easy-face tree sap, and golden needles to perform the secret technique of "changing face".

When he first saw Jiang Yueqing's face, Mo Qingge was also quite shocked, fortunately, this was only a partial transformation of his face, if it was even physiological...... That's really throwing out the eighteen streets of a certain country's shemale transformation technology in the previous life.

Secretly slandered in his heart, Mo Qingge nodded slightly, and said according to her meaning: "It's quite powerful, if it's Jiang ...... Brother Jiang Qing didn't say it, I definitely didn't recognize her. ”

When Jiang Qingyue heard this, her expression became more and more embarrassed, but Li Yaohua became more and more proud, and immediately seemed to remember something, raised her eyebrows, looked back at the figure standing at the top of the building boat, and said in a low voice: "The surname is Mo, you secretly tell me, how did you hook up with the woman above?" My aunt and grandmother have grown so big, but I have never seen a more beautiful woman than her?"

'Jiang Qingyue's body didn't move, but her gaze quietly moved sideways, showing her concern about this issue, or her curiosity about Ying Yue's identity.

In the past few days, Ying Yue did not live in Jiafu, but stayed in an inn in the city, and it was not until she left today that Mo Qingge asked her to come with a very subtle spiritual connection between the lotus lord and the lotus soul.

"I smell a hint of sourness in your tone, what's the matter??, jealous of people's prettier parents?" Mo Qingge smiled with his eyebrows, and his tone played with taste.

"Literati are light, women are jealous, what if my aunt is jealous that she is more beautiful than me?" Li Yaohua generously admitted it, and then said with dissatisfaction: "Oh, you don't interrupt, my aunt and grandmother will tell you seriously!"

Mo Qingge didn't blink and said, "The one above, cough cough...... It was Mo's senior sister, who rushed to Hanjiang City when she heard about the rain platform, and happened to bump into me, and it happened that my senior sister planned to travel the world and enrich her knowledge, so she came with us. ”

"It turns out that that girl is Mo Gongzi's senior sister?"

'Jiang Qingyue' face showed a sudden look, and then said half-ridiculed, half-blamed: "Since you are the same senior sister of Gongzi Mo, why don't you introduce us to Gongzi Mo?"

Mo Qingge glanced at the palace master of the Inviting Moon Palace, who was dressed in white fluttering, standing against the wind, and was born with the attribute of "cold and arrogant", shook his head and smiled: "My senior sister has a cold temperament, except for people in the sect, she rarely has contact with outsiders, and she also invites Jiang ......."

Before Mo Qingge finished speaking, a thin man in a robe, a goatee, and a smart look in his eyes walked over and said with a smile: "Everyone, Mu has already ordered the people below to clean up your cabin, if you are fine, you might as well go and see if there is anything missing?"

The thin man is the manager of the Shenzhou Chamber of Commerce who is responsible for the sale and transportation of commodities this time, Mu Qing.

Mo Qingge smiled: "There is Lao Mu in charge." ”

Mu Qing waved his hand and said politely: "Mu and Shopkeeper Jia have a good relationship, you are not only the honorable guests of Shopkeeper Jia, but also equivalent to the honorable guests of my Mu someone, so you must be polite." ”

Half an hour later, in a single cabin on the second floor, Mo Qingge sat on the couch and closed his eyes in meditation.

Since the battle of Bishui Lake 20 days ago, after Ming Yugong broke through to the ninth layer, it can be said that there have been continuous opportunities recently, and his strength cultivation has been climbing again and again, and it is a good thing to improve by leaps and bounds, but everything is too much, so Mo Qingge also needs some time to precipitate.

Through consciousness communication, Mo Qingge learned that there is a difference between the world in Weiyang Xianmen and the local world in terms of time flow rate, which is about ten to one time flow rate, and there are still five and a half days away from the ship docking, which is converted into nearly two months.

Two months is enough, and it's time to see the style of other worlds.

......

In the dimly lit secret room, a hazy blood mist rose, and the two bronze cranes spread their wings and opened their mouths, and the scarlet blood water poured into the square blood pool like a long line, and the blood pool "cooed" and bubbled, churning like boiling water.

The pool full of viscous blood water not only did not have the slightest bloody breath coming out, but strangely exuded an extremely strong medicinal fragrance.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a scribe's robe, wearing a square scarf, and a very elegant appearance and temperament, stood by the pool of blood.

"Now that Han Wancheng is dead, and several elders of the Han family are fighting for power and profit with each other, and they are caught in the midst of infighting, one of the eyes that Bliss Valley finally planted in Qingzhou was killed by my father at this critical juncture, and it was abolished without much effort. ”

The elegant young man's voice fell, and a slightly dull voice sounded from the pool of blood.

"If it weren't for my father's knowledge that the Yang God master sent by the Valley of Paradise to sit in Hanjiang City died unexpectedly on the way, how would he dare to take a huge risk to plot against the Han family?"

"As for borrowing a knife to kill someone, it doesn't count, he has what he needs, I have what I want, everyone has their own place, at most it can only be regarded as mutual benefit. ”

The elegant young man nodded slightly, and then frowned again and asked, "Father, who is that Mu Yunyan?" When I saw you meeting with her that day, your attitude was even more respectful than meeting the Holy Envoy in the sect. ”

A head suddenly appeared in the pool of blood, and viscous blood trickled down his hair, and the man's face was covered with a film of blood, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only a scarlet gaze projected out.

"Since the identity of Xu Hongshu, the previous leader of the White Lotus Sect, was revealed and ambushed by the four Tianzi-level members of the Great Xia Dynasty outside the Chaoyang Gate of the imperial capital, the internal strife in the sect has been as long as ten years, but some time ago, there was a new sect leader in the sect who was inherited by the childless old mother, who judged the civil strife by himself, and this new sect leader ...... It's surnamed Mu!"

Surname Mu?

The elegant young man was stunned when he heard this.

Just when the elegant young man was thinking, there was a sudden muffled sound of "boom" in the blood pool, and the blood water rolled like a vortex, constantly seeping into the body of the figure in the center of the blood pool, and the figure was covered with blood all over the body, like a bottomless pit in the pool

Blood and water are incorporated into the body.

The thin film of blood began to gradually thicken and turn into a crust of blood, and the elegant young man snorted and concentrated, his palms clenched, and his expression was very nervous.

After half a cup of tea, the blood shell suddenly cracked through countless cracks, and a series of evil and dazzling blood light shot out from the cracks, illuminating the entire secret room with blood red, and the elegant young man also narrowed his eyes in discomfort.

After a while, the blood light gradually dissipated, the figure body shook slightly, the blood shell covering the body suddenly shattered, scattered all over the ground, the blood-soaked figure stretched out his hand and made a move, and the brocade robe and pants placed next to the blood pool seemed to be invisibly pulled, and flew up one by one.

Looking at the figure in front of him who had put on his robe neatly in the blink of an eye, the elegant young man who had come back to his senses hurriedly bent down and saluted: "Congratulations to my father for his bloody rebirth, and I will never move again in the future, and I will never worry about the risk of revolting my true qi and draining my own essence and blood." ”

The man with a white complexion, sharp edges and an appearance that resembled the elegant young man with a seven-point resemblance to the elegant young man let out a deafening long laugh.

After half a ring, the laughter gradually stopped, and the man muttered excitedly in a low voice: "If it weren't for the greed for merit and recklessness in the past, I would not have been eaten by my true qi, and I could only exert three or four points of strength." ”

"This is just the beginning, one day, I will restore my original name, Gongsun Zhuo, and recreate the glory of Gongsun Clan, one of the Great Gate Lords of the Eastern Wednesday in the past. ”