The strength in Xi Mu's hands became more and more presumptuous, but the gray-robed man was taboo and did not dare to increase his strength, for fear of hurting Cheng Mo. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Cheng Mo's body moved in the direction of Xi Mu little by little......

Five, four, three...... It's getting closer.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept by, and a swarthy thing flew out of the hall! The thing carried a strong force, and the wind was drumming, and it was thrown straight towards Xi Muxin's caliber.

Xi Mu heard the sound of the wind, looked up, and saw that what was thrown out was an inkstone. The inkstone originally weighed several pounds, and the heavier the thing, the slower the speed, but this inkstone shot like a projectile, as fast as a meteor. But seeing that this inkstone is directly pointing at his heart, he recognizes the acupoints accurately, and his strength is strong, if he doesn't withdraw his hand and let go of Cheng Mo, he will definitely be seriously injured by this thing.

I glanced at it, but in the dark of the main hall, the figure of a blue-robed scholar flashed, and this inkstone seemed to be thrown by this person. The Cheng family is here!

Xi Mu's eyes rolled, knowing that the situation was no longer in his favor. He looked up to the sky and laughed three times: "I'll ask for advice in the future!" After speaking, he suddenly let go, and the whole person suddenly floated backwards.

Xi Mu withdrew his hand, and Cheng Mo's body rebounded back with fierce force.

"Seventh brother, catch it!" only to hear the gray-robed man whisper.

The blue-robed scholar in the main hall quickly snatched it out, and the two masters hugged their hands at the same time, and two strong spiritual powers came out.

If Cheng Mo's regression speed slowed down a little, the spiritual power barrier of these two masters would wrap around him like cotton. However, the force of the rebound was too strong and the speed was too fast, Cheng Mo only felt that his back hit an iron plate, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and fainted.

......

Cheng Mo had a terrible dream.

He dreamed that his mother was holding his hand and running on the plain in the dark.

Suddenly, a Xi Mu flew from behind and grabbed him, his face distorted and deformed, and he smiled hideously.

"Stinky boy, hand over the insight into everything...... Hand it over and spare you ......" Xi Mu roared frantically, his eyes full of greed and annoyance.

"That's the magic weapon left to me by my mother, I can't give it to you!" Cheng Mo shook his head.

"If you don't give it, I'll kill you!" Xi Mu suddenly turned into a resentful spirit and threw himself on top of Cheng Mo's head.

"Mother, mother......" Cheng Mo woke up in shock.

There are no mats, and there are no dim plains.

He seemed to be sleeping on a soft bed, and his nose could still smell the scent of fragrant incense.

In front of him, a vague figure slowly appeared.

It was like the figure of a man, strong and burly. When he saw this vague figure, Cheng Mo felt a lot more relieved.

"Could it be...... Father came to save me?" Cheng Mo opened his eyes with difficulty, trying to see the man clearly, but his eyes didn't seem to be suitable for such a bright light, he closed his eyes again, and it took a while before they were completely opened.

"Kid ......"

It was a gray-robed man who spoke. This man is about fifty years old, with a clear face, a gentle demeanor, and elegant manners, which makes people feel good at first sight. Cheng Mo remembered that it seemed to be the gray-robed man who saved him.

Beside the gray-robed man, stood a young man of fifteen or sixteen. Cheng Mo looked at the young man, and then at the gray-robed man, this young man looked very much like the gray-robed man, and the two were mostly father and son.

Cheng Mo's throat was smoking, his cough was uncomfortable, and he finally held back a sentence: "This, where is this ......?"

The gray-robed man said gently: "Child, this is the Cheng family, and I am Cheng Zikun." ”

Cheng Mo's heart moved, and he slowly sat up.

An Lin Zong Cheng's family.

"Zong" refers to the family sect, and this "Anlin Sect" is a family sect entrenched in Fenglian City. All the disciples in the family sect have the same surname, and disciples with foreign surnames can only do some miscellaneous and menial work. Generally speaking, family sects are smaller, less powerful, and generally not to be feared. However, there are also some extremely powerful family sects, because they disdain to mix with other surnames, so they have their own faction, and the powerful exercises are only passed on to the descendants of their own sect.

The Cheng family naturally belongs to the latter.

Cheng Mo looked around, but saw that this was a strange room, very large and quiet, with low-key and elegant decoration. Although the room seemed to be a little spacious, it was clean and neat. In the center of the house is a sandalwood table of eight immortals, on which a porcelain bowl is placed, and the strong smell of medicine overflows the room.

Cheng Zikun asked, "Child, what's your name?"

"Cheng Mo. Cheng Mo replied.

Cheng Zikun asked again, "What about your mother?"

"Yelanzhi. Cheng Mo replied.

Cheng Zikun couldn't help but smile: "I'm not asking what your mother's name is, I'm asking where she is." ”

Cheng Mo was stunned, and finally remembered something. His shoulders trembled, his eyes turned red, and he clenched his fists for a while and said, "I was taken away by Lu Li......"

Cheng Zikun asked: "Child, Lu Li and Xi Mu are disciples of the Hellfire Palace, he has no grievances with your mother and son, why do you want to persecute you?"

Cheng Mo was silent for a long time, and briefly summarized the cause and effect.

This includes Lu Li and Ye Lanzhi's brother and sister identities, including Xi Mu's purpose of killing people and taking treasures, including the process of Ye Lanzhi being taken away by Lu Li. However, he did not say that the treasure was on himself, because Yelanzhi had told him not to mention it to anyone under any circumstances.

Cheng Zikun stroked his sparse beard and nodded, "I see, why did he want to kill his master and nephew, it turned out to be due to greed." Mo'er," Cheng Zikun looked at Cheng Mo and asked, "Where is the magic weapon...... You didn't tell him, did you?"

Cheng Mo shook his head and said, "No." ”

"That's good, a traitor like Xi Mu will only double his lawlessness if he gets the magic weapon!" Cheng Zikun smiled with satisfaction.

The three of them didn't know what to say for a moment, and fell into a brief silence. In the silence, Cheng Mo suddenly said "ah" and asked, "Uncle Cheng, where is my father?"

Cheng Zikun was originally smiling, but his face became embarrassed when he mentioned it. He changed the subject and said, "You recuperate first, and your father's affairs will be discussed in the afternoon." ”

Cheng Zikun glanced at the young man, and the young man understood, so he stood up and said, "Brother Mo, the medicine has been boiled, put it on the table, remember to take the medicine on time." ”

"Uncle Cheng, I'm ......"

Cheng Mo wanted to ask again, but seeing Cheng Zikun smiling and shaking his head, he didn't mean to tell. Cheng Mo had to swallow his words back.

Cheng Zikun pulled his son and slowly walked out of the room.

Cheng Mo was full of doubts in his heart.

Why did Cheng Zikun look embarrassed when he mentioned Cheng Zixiao? The previous servant said that there was no such person as Cheng Zixiao at home, could it be that there was another hidden secret? He put it in his arms, but when he saw that the bamboo slip was intact and put it in his arms, it must have been put back by Cheng Zikun. If he is not the Cheng family, why did Cheng Zikun save himself?