Zhuohua felt aggrieved in his heart, and if he wanted to take revenge with his current cultivation, he was afraid that he would have to rely on Tao Yao and fate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But he didn't want any of these two!

I don't want to mention it for the time being, anyway, my relationship with him is already a little unharmonious.

But there are some things that none of them know about Mo Qingshan. The secret order of Lord Xingjun back then was originally for himself and Tao Yao. Reforging the Heavenly Power Sword was a protracted matter, and Lord Xingjun knew it, so he and Tao Yao rotated every thousand years, taking turns to guard the Yuanwu Realm.

Others are just fine, but Tao Yao, who was supposed to replace him, didn't show up for some reason.

In the first thousand years of Yuanwu, when Tao Yao came to replace him, Mo Qingshan, Nangong Wufang, Ding Mei and Xuan Miaoer also laughed at him, saying that Lord Xingjun really couldn't leave him for a moment, saying that Tao Yao was really understanding and considerate, and took the initiative to guard him for a thousand years.

Another thousand years, he returned to Yuanwu, but in the third thousand years, Tao Yao did not appear.

He couldn't tell his companions about the secret order, and looking at his companions who were still building the Four Elephant Array in a hurry, he couldn't say anything like "Maybe things have changed."

Thousands of years after millennium, Zhuohua believed that he was really abandoned by Taoyao. Tao Yao, the only one who knows the truth, has never come to him, has never returned to the Yuanwu Realm to save him, who else will come to save him?

How can he believe in the current Taoyao?

Zhuo Hua frowned and sent a message to Mo Qingshan, "Do you feel as if someone is snooping around?"

Mo Qingshan is and Jiao Niang, you and me, and they were stunned for a moment when they received the transmission.

Mo Jiao saw that his expression was different, and pushed him, "You go and get down to business." There is not much difference between this place and Tianquan Mountain, and it is not difficult to adapt. ”

"It doesn't matter. Mo Qingshan shook her hand, but did not leave, just closed his eyes and seemed to concentrate on combing the aura in her body, but in fact, he transmitted the voice to Zhuohua, "Are you mistaken? This place is desolate like this, which fool would choose to lurk here?"

Zhuo Hua's brows furrowed even tighter, and what Mo Qingshan said was exactly what he felt strange. The aura is so thin that if someone really sent someone to monitor this place, it would be impossible to hide it at all.

Even if it is a human immortal with the lowest cultivation here, the spiritual power in his body is as rich as the sun.

But he still felt that something was wrong, Zhuohua beckoned to Mao Mao, and then released a silent enchantment to cover himself and Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, how long have you been here?

Mao Mao was a little reluctant to get close to him, shrank at the edge of the enchantment, and whispered, "I'll stay here after the construction of the leading hall from here." How could it be that you haven't seen someone else?"

Zhuohua asked, "Who? when?"

Mao Mao pouted her lips covertly, "I've seen a big pool of people!

Zhuohua was so angry that he almost turned his back, and he kicked Mao Mao hard, "Who taught you to be a big joke or a joke!

Mao Mao curled up in his big robe aggrievedly, and shouted with a crying voice: "You haven't made it clear! Why do you still blame me? Before today, I haven't seen anyone! Does my own shadow count? This place is deserted, do I still need to ask? I have learned to chat with the little butterfly! You still ask me if I have seen anyone? If I have seen people, will I chat with butterflies?"

As he spoke, he really started crying. He came here with joy to wait for the hostess, and no one told him that waiting for another ten thousand years, even his qualifications, in such a desolate place, have been cultivated to the point of transformation, only to wait for such a big pool of people!

The hostess didn't even see a shadow! it didn't matter if he was touched or kicked, but no one was willing to tell him what was going on!

Mao Mao's cry caused the people who had finished meditating to look sideways, and there was something faintly unkind in their eyes when they looked at Zhuohua.

Most of them came from the subordinates of the four holy beast clans, and they all knew a little bit about the situation in the immortal world from their elders, and they didn't worship Zhuohua so much.

Even the White Night of Taiji Mountain is actually more loyal to the White Tiger clan than the Zhuohua lineage.

Zhuo Hua only felt that he was extremely bitter, he owed the Tianquan faction, and now he really had a bad retribution.

Chenguang and the others looked at the Zhuohua Patriarch with some concern, and they also felt that after coming to the Immortal Realm, it seemed that everyone was not so respectful to the Patriarch.

Mo Qingshan was a little speechless, in this way, even if someone snooped, wouldn't his side be all exposed? Isn't this clearly telling people that "you have been discovered"?

Mo Jiao also finished pranayama, she reluctantly stepped forward, hugged Mao Mao's tall body and comforted: "Don't cry, Zhuohua has no malice." ”

Mao Mao sobbed: "He bullied me when he was a child, and now he still bullies me, you guys are here, even the little butterfly I can be the only companion for all these years is gone, and he still kicks me!"

Mo Jiao patted him on the back, "We're here, you can leave here with us! Qingshan said that you were waiting for us here, right? When you get to a prosperous place, there will be many people talking to you! You can have as many little butterflies as you want!"

Zhuohua and Mo Qingshan turned pale at the same time, "Jiao Niang, you and Mao Mao just talked about the little butterfly?"

Mo Jiao nodded blankly, and Mao Mao said with tears in her eyes: "Yes, there were always three little butterflies with me before you came, and when you came, two more came, and now they are all gone." Must have been scared away!"

Mo Qingshan blurted out, "Hidden Butterfly Clan." ”

Zhuohua was even more anxious: "Look! I'll just say that someone is snooping!"

"Who would have thought? Didn't someone say a few years ago that this race would have been wiped out a long time ago because it was too weak!" Mo Qingshan said with annoyance.

The fairy world describes a place as desolate, and it is often said that this place will not even come to the hidden butterfly!

The place chosen by the old man Suzaku is exactly such a place. Even if there are still remnants of the Hidden Butterfly Clan, they will not choose such a place to survive.

Zhuo Hua glared and said to everyone: "You have also seen the current situation. Now that the Hidden Butterfly is gone, I'm afraid our whereabouts have also been revealed. Returning to the Beidou Capital is the closest way, but it is obviously impossible to be peaceful along the way. If you miss the old love and want to avenge the old master, you better obey my orders!"

The respective subordinates of the four holy beast clans were in good order.

The Qinglong subordinates were obviously still headed by Mo Qingshan, and the White Tiger subordinates were led by Bai Ye. Suzaku's subordinates were headed by the young master's wife's father, Ying Xuezheng and his wife, while Xuanwu's subordinates looked at Xuantian Oak and Xuankong father and son.

None of them had any objection to Zhuohua's words.

In the Yuanwu Realm, the enemy tried his best to prevent them from ascending, not to mention that now being in the Immortal Realm was equivalent to breaking into the enemy's base camp.

The first interception came faster than everyone expected.