Cheng Mo held the teapot and listened to the conversation between the two without saying a word. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he was only eleven years old, his brain was very sharp, and from the conversation between the two, he vaguely guessed the cause and effect of the incident. This man is his mother's senior brother, and he suspects that his mother has stolen some magic weapon from his master, so he goes down the mountain to find his mother and wants to get it back. Seeing the cold expression of the man in black, Cheng Mo felt a strong disgust in his heart. He went to the kitchen, grabbed a large handful of tea leaves, and added them to the teapot with all his might, thinking, "It's hard to kill you!"

In a hurry, the mother in the small hall suddenly coughed, "Mo'er, is the tea ready?"

Cheng Mo hurriedly responded: "Oh-it's coming!"

He took the teapot and slowly walked to the small hall. His eyes rotated slightly, and then he glared at the "uncle" fiercely.

"'Corpse' uncle, please use tea. Cheng Mo made a full cup for the man in black.

The man in black said "um", but he didn't need tea.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, as if the conversation between the mother and the uncle had collapsed, but the two still maintained a calm expression, as if they had just finished their homework.

Cheng Mo glanced at Ye Lanzhi's expression, and then at the expression of the man in black, and was about to sneer a few words, but Ye Lanzhi seemed to know that he was going to talk more, glanced at him, and said, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"No, no. Cheng Mo shook his head.

Ye Lanzhi said angrily: "If it's okay, go to the backyard to practice." I have something to talk about with your uncle. ”

Cheng Mo was stunned, but saw Ye Lanzhi glaring at him, "Your basic boxing technique, you can't practice it alive." Hurry up and practice eighty times, and you can't miss one time!"

"Eighty times ......"

Cheng Mo opened his mouth wide and was about to refute, but Ye Lanzhi blasted him out without saying anything.

......

Although Cheng Mo is good at martial arts and talented, the task of practicing the basic boxing technique eighty times is still very terrifying. He stood in the middle of the yard, yawned, laid out the shelves loosely, and began to practice.

Before I knew it, after practicing dozens of times, the sun gradually sank to the west.

At this moment, the remnant sun shone from the back, and the shadow of the person was also stretched the longest.

"Well, it's only thirty-nine times. Do you want to take a break secretly? Cheng Mo secretly calculated.

He glanced back, but saw that Yelanzhi was not spying on him. So he lowered his squatting legs a little, and the center of gravity of his body shifted downward, almost squatting. This position made him feel a lot less effort and more comfortable. Still, the sweat on his forehead fell on the ground drop by drop.

After less than five minutes of rest, he was about to change his position, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong!

Overhead, a shadow stretched longer and longer, enveloping him, as if someone was quietly approaching from behind.

Cheng Mo himself was half-squatting, and the shadow was naturally not that long, and the shadow above his head was obviously from another person.

"Is it the 'corpse uncle'?"

Cheng Mo was shocked in his heart, and turned his head suddenly!

But when he saw that the person who came was staring at his face with the same nervousness, it turned out to be Ye Lanzhi......

Ye Lanzhi quickly stepped forward and covered his mouth. Cheng Mo snorted twice, only to hear Ye Lanzhi whisper in his ear: "Don't make a sound, follow me." ”

Ye Lanzhi picked up Cheng Mo, lowered his head and ran out quickly, and soon the two came to the stable.

Yelanzhi led a maroon horse in the stable. The horse was called the Firemane Horse, and it was Yelanzhi's favorite mount. Ye Lanzhi jumped on the horse's back, stretched out his hand and pulled Cheng Mo up, gently driving the horse, and the horse gently ran out of the back door stable.

"Do you want to ......" Cheng Mo was puzzled, and was about to ask, when he suddenly heard Ye Lanzhi "shh I've set up the illusion, and he's trapped in it. Let's go now. ”

Cheng Mo wanted to ask the man's origin again, but Ye Lanzhi didn't want to say more, just carefully led the horse rope and walked along the corner of the backyard. The horses stopped at the fence outside the stables.

Ye Lanzhi leaned against the wall of the stable and whispered, "Sure enough, someone is guarding." ”

Cheng Mo followed Ye Lanzhi's gaze, and sure enough, he saw two gray-robed men, patrolling around their homes.

Because the brick wall obscured the view, the two gray-robed men did not see Yelanzhi, but Yelanzhi had already spotted them.

These two men are the entourage who came with the bastard uncle. It turned out that they had been squatting outside their house.

Ye Lanzhi raised his hands, and two silver needles flew out of his palms silently. The two silver needles were faster than a meteor and lighter than fluff, Cheng Mo only felt that his eyes were slight, and the silver light had already passed through the right shoulders of the two gray-robed people, piercing their "sleeping veins" with great precision. Before the two attendants could snort, they immediately fainted.

After Ye Lanzhi put down the two of them, he tore open a sleeve of his coat, tied Cheng Mo firmly behind him, and lightly clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and the horse rushed out like a cloud.

The fire-maned horse was originally a well-known mount on the Tianshu Continent, known for its long endurance and speed, and within a moment, it galloped to a place dozens of miles away.

Sitting on the firemane horse, the scenery on both sides is like the wind shadow and electric traces, whistling by, leaving only a vague and messy afterimage. The fire-maned horse was running extremely fast, and Cheng Mo saw that there was first an earthy yellow remnant of the town's buildings in front of him, and then his vision suddenly broadened, and he could see a big river running into the sky, and trees flying on both sides.

Soon, the two of them left Jiangyin Town and ran along the path towards the wasteland.

Ye Lanzhi drove the horse and said, "Mo'er, you hold tight, you have to speed up." ”

Cheng Mo hurriedly hugged Ye Lanzhi tightly, for fear that he would fall off if he let go.

"Mother, where are we going?"

"The wind is blowing. Yelanzhi replied.

"Ah, good!" Cheng Mo cheered.

Ye Lanzhi couldn't help but laugh when she heard her son's cheering voice. This kid thought he had gone out to play in the mountains and rivers! She said with a straight face: "This time I didn't take you out to play, you had better be obedient and don't run around! Otherwise, if you are caught by the bad guys, your mother may not be able to save you!"

Cheng Mo stuck out his tongue, "Got it." ”

After a while, Cheng Mo asked again: "Mother, what do those bad people in the house want to do?"

Yelanzhi groaned for a long time.

When talking about their origins, we must first start with our own teachers.

And Ye Lanzhi has never mentioned his own teacher to his son, and the first time he was asked, he also had a strange and strange feeling in his heart, as if he was asking someone else's teacher.

She is Chinese New Year's Eve and 2 years old.

It has been 14 years since he left the school at the age of eighteen.

For fourteen years, she did not set foot in the division, and has been living in seclusion in a small town in the east of the mainland.

Although she has left the school, the sleeping memories seem to be awakened at any time. Strict precepts, strong strength, cruel cultivation, and strict master...... It's all as vivid as yesterday.

"Who are they?" Cheng Mo replied that Ye Lanzhi didn't hear it, and asked again.

Ye Lanzhi raised his head and said quietly, "They are from the Hellfire Palace. ”

Temple of Hellfire.

Cheng Mo vaguely remembered that the teacher said in class that the Inferno Temple was one of the four major temples.

The four temples have existed for thousands of years, and they have long formed a strict hierarchy.

The cultivators in the four major temples are all skilled, and even the worst cultivators have the roots and talents that are one out of ten. The four temples were well-organized and disciplined, and members of the temples rarely appeared in front of the world except on special assignments.

They are mystical masters, unfathomable cultivators of the world.

Many practitioners have worked hard all their lives to practice and are proud to have entered the four great temples.

Cheng Mo suddenly remembered something, and his face changed, "Mother, they are people from the Hell Fire Palace, so you, you ......"

Ye Lanzhi said: "Me too." ”

couldn't believe that Ye Lanzhi was a person from the Hellfire Palace, Cheng Mo said in disbelief: "You, you are really...... People from the Hell Fire Temple?" This question was already answered, but Cheng Mo really couldn't believe it, so he asked it again. Ye Lanzhi smiled, but her voice was a little bitter, "What's so strange." ”

"Then, will you go back with him?" Cheng Mo's voice was slightly nervous. It could be seen that he was a little scared, and the hand holding Ye Lanzhi trembled slightly.

Ye Lanzhi smiled and shook her head, "I have already left the Hell Fire Palace, even if they use an eight-person sedan chair to invite my mother back, I will not go back." ”

Cheng Mo breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Ye Lanzhi tightly, as if if he let go of his hand, Ye Lanzhi would disappear.

Ye Lanzhi reassured him: "Mo'er, don't worry. As long as we leave the Jiangyin Realm before eight o'clock in the evening, he will not be able to know where we are going. ”