"Isn't that Mo Yao Shangshen intending to shield that person?" Yixian Jun couldn't help but interject, and all the immortals were stunned for a moment.

Of course, there is only one reason - it's ridiculous. Not to mention that Mo Yao is an ancient god of war, silent for thousands of years, no desire, pure heart and few desires, and strange temper, I am afraid that those who want to apprentice in the past few thousand years have been lined up at Nantianmen, but Mo Yao is a god who refuses to give a look, where have you heard of such a thing as accepting apprentices?

Besides, how could such a strange-tempered person help a half-immortal he didn't know to break the siege? This is even more ridiculous than Mo Yao's acceptance of disciples.

The immortals just went through his words in their minds, and then quickly vetoed them, and began to figure out the thoughts of the gods one by one, and the transmission was boiling again.

However, Cheng Yuan Immortal Venerable, who was outside the sound transmission sky, clenched his fists and thought about countermeasures.

Although I don't know if Mo Yao really has such an apprentice, but looking at his current attitude, I know that he wants to protect this person. Thinking about it like this, he made up his mind and was about to speak, but Cong Qing beside him couldn't bear it first.

"Mo Yao, why do you want to protect her!" Cong Qing was almost red with anger, and he forgot to speak.

As soon as these words came out, there was a real silence in the temple, a silence that was as dead as even the transmission of the sound.

For thousands of years, no one had ever dared to talk to Mo Yao Shangshen like this, that is, even the Yingyan Ancestor of the Heavenly Court was polite to him, thinking about it like this, all the immortals gasped for her, and Cheng Yuan Immortal Venerable was so angry that his face turned blue.

Only Lin Yueyao is still out of the situation.

When did she become a disciple of Mo Yao's gods?

Where does the god Mo Yao seem to be protecting her?

Before she could savor it, she saw Cong Qing's eyes suddenly dilated, and her lips were pursed, as if she was stuck to something, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Sealing Technique?" a bold Immortal Monarch whispered below.

Cong Qing didn't care about anything else, and kept casting spells, trying to get rid of this spell. Everyone knows that the Sealing Technique is a spell created by Mo Yao, which is used to deal with the restless prisoners of war who were captured on the battlefield, but now it is used on her, which is clearly a humiliation to her.

But Mo Yao really didn't even look at her, and said coldly: "It's noisy." ”

Cong Qing was so anxious that her eyes were full of tears, this spell was above her immortal level, and she had exhausted all the spells, and there was no way to get rid of it. She quickly turned around and asked her father for help.

Cheng Yuan Xianzun glanced at her, and then made a compilation for Mo Yao in a good voice: "Mo Yao is a god, Cong Qing has been arrogant since she was a child, no big or small, and I hope that God will spare her once, I will take her back to be disciplined." ”

Mo Yao raised his eyes and glanced at him, and pointed to Lin Yueyao on the bed: "I took this person away." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yao disappeared with Lin Yueyao, leaving only a wisp of green smoke. Cong Qing's sealing technique was also unraveled, and she was crying unwillingly.

Cheng Yuan Immortal Venerable looked at her a few times with hatred: "What are you still doing here?

Cong Qing couldn't say anything, and he didn't pay attention to the immortals in the hall, and turned his head to go.

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Before Lin Yueyao could react, in just a moment, she had arrived at a strange place from the Immortal Mansion of the Chengyuan Immortal Venerable.

This seems to be also a fairy mansion, surrounded by the spirit tree, the spirit flower is blooming brightly, red like the sunset on the horizon, delicate, constantly releasing spiritual power outward, it is even more beautiful than the Chengyuan Immortal Zun Immortal Mansion.

Lin Yueyao greedily sucked the spiritual power released by this spirit release flower, only to feel that a wonderful air flow in her dantian was constantly surging, and suddenly, there was a spasm in her dantian, which made her brows furrow in pain, and she covered her lower abdomen with both hands.

As far as the eye could see, a pair of white boots suddenly appeared, Mo Yao gently cast a spell, and spiritual power continued to pour into her dantian, calming the inexplicable air current.

Gradually, the current of air was slowly calmed down, no longer haunting her, and slowly returning to calm.

Lin Yueyao felt better, stood up straight, saw Mo Yao standing in front of her, thought about it, or learned the rules of the heavenly realm in a proper manner, and bowed to him: "Thank you Mo Yao God for just relieving me, and now he has saved me, I don't know how to repay you." ”

Mo Yao said lukewarmly: "Hmm." ”

Lin Yueyao rolled her eyes, but she really didn't know how to repay him for this favor, after all, looking at the reactions of other immortals, Mo Yao must be a great person, so what did such a big man have to exchange for his favor?

She thought about it for a long time, blessed her soul, and immediately stroked her palms and said: "It's better to be like this, Mo Yao, what about me, I can't repay your favor for the time being, it's better for us to owe it first, and when you have any needs, I will go to the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire to do it for you!" she patted her chest and promised, looking full of confidence.

"Don't owe. Mo Yao didn't think about it.

"Huh?"

"I can pay it back now. Mo Yao pointed to the Liberation Tree in the courtyard, "The Liberation Tree in this courtyard must have been ignored for two or three hundred years, so you can take care of it." ”

Lin Yueyao was dumbfounded, looked at the Spirit Tree in this courtyard, and had mixed feelings in her heart, this must have a thousand or hundred, if you really want to take care of it, when will you get it?

She suddenly regretted it.

Lin Yueyao pondered in her heart and tried to repay the debt, but Mo Yao was unshakable, and thinking about how she was thrown into the clouds before, she was suddenly dumbfounded, and she didn't dare to anger him easily.

In this way, she can only accept the fact with no love: "Okay, I'll take care of it." ”

Mo Yao no longer followed this topic, and pointed out a courtyard to her at random: "You can rest there first, no one has come to Taichen Palace for a long time, clean it up yourself." ”

Where did Lin Yueyao dare to refuse, nodded obediently, but before she could raise her head, Mo Yao had already disappeared.

She pursed her lips, probably the gods came and went without a trace like this, and she didn't care about anything else, and went into the room on her own.

But just as she pushed the door open, she saw a snow-white thing rushing towards her. Xu was because the shadow brought to her by Cong Qing's spirit snake before was too big, and at this time, her heart suddenly tightened, her pupils dilated, and she subconsciously retreated.

"Dango, I've finally found you!" a crisp male voice sounded behind her.

Lin Yueyao was shocked, looked back in a panic, and saw a fairy servant who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old standing in front of her, and there was a white thing in her arms, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be a white cat.

"Who are you?" Luan Yin tilted her head to look at her, her eyes pure and innocent.