The mountains are towering and green, and the night is colorful.

In the pavilion, the breeze was slow, blowing the lights in the glass lamp and shaking the clear shadow.

Feng Wannian was silent, waiting for his eagerly awaited answer.

As a Xuanmen sword species, there are not many people in this world who have the ability but the power to mobilize him.

Five years ago, it was the time when his edge first appeared, but because of the man in front of him, he went to Longyuan Mansion and found the mountain gate that had long been forgotten by the world.

Luofu Mountain, if it weren't for the fact that a black sword came out here three hundred years ago.

I'm afraid that even Feng Wannian doesn't know that there is such a mountain gate in this world.

He abandoned everything, said goodbye to the past, hibernated in Longyuan, and hid in Luofu, there was only one reason...... Or rather, there is only one task.

That is to stay by Li Mo's side.

At that time, Li Mo was unknown in Luofu Mountain, and in front of Qi Yu's name as a brilliant genius, he only relied on Yan Zixia's relationship to obtain a position as a jailer in the prison, so that Li Mo, who was almost wiped out among many disciples, found some value.

At that time, Feng Wannian couldn't believe that he had traveled thousands of miles to Luofu Mountain, and it was for such a guy!?

Five-year ...... For five years, that question has been haunting me all the time.

Even though he and Li Mo have formed a deep affection, that cloud of doubt has always lingered.

Now, Li Mo has come to Wangxuan City, and with that amazing appearance, he will go to the capital in a few days.

At this moment, Feng Wannian finally asked the question that had plagued him for five years.

Li Mo ...... Who is it!? Feng Wannian asked again.

"He's someone who doesn't exist."

In the pavilion, the voice of the desert sounded faintly, as if it had answered something, and it seemed that it had not answered anything.

"Someone who doesn't exist? What do you mean? "Feng Wannian is not allowed to ride sister.

"I asked you to stay by his side so that he was just Li Mo, that's all."

"He can be a disciple of Luofu or a descendant of the Black Sword...... But he can only be Li Mo......"

In the gazebo, the cold voice revealed an unquestionable majesty and an irreversible will.

"What do you mean...... Li Mo's true identity can't see the light? Would he be in danger if he went to the capital? Feng Wannian's face changed slightly, which was what he was most worried about.

The mountain wind howled, and there was a brief silence in the pavilion.

The faint light of the fire swayed with the mountain wind, shaking the long shadow more and more eeriely.

"The domineering sword breed devours everything, whether it is feelings or emotions...... You've been around him for too long, and you're becoming more and more like a human......"

The cold voice sounded again.

"I was human."

Feng Wannian's answer obviously made the figure in the pavilion stunned for a moment.

"Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black......"

In the pavilion, the majestic voice seemed to shake its head helplessly.

"I will protect him in this life, but in this life he can only be Li Mo...... Otherwise, there will be no one in heaven and on earth who can save him, and many people will die. “

The cold words turned into a wail in the whimpering mountain wind, and under the moonlight, Feng Wannian's complexion changed suddenly, and there was a hint of surprise in his trembling eyes.

Being able to make the man in front of him say such a thing, Li Mo's identity is even more unfathomable than he imagined.

"Li Mo is eighteen years old this year......"

At this moment, Feng Wannian didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, and his words changed, which immediately caused the gaze of the figure in the pavilion.

"Eighteen years ago, the fire shone on Kyoto...... It seems that a lot of people died in that catastrophe......"

"You transferred the secret file of the Xuantian Pavilion."

"In September, the fire burned the capital division...... Li Mo was born that year, right...... According to records, the Chengwang Mansion was also buried in that accident......"

Feng Wannian mentioned a past.

King Cheng is the seventh son of His Majesty today, the Prince of Wulong, who was enshrined by the imperial court.

Eighteen years ago, the prince who was most loved by Emperor Qian, died in that fire.

"According to records, King Cheng seems to also have an heir, the same age as Li Mo......"

"King Cheng's heirs were not affected by that fire, and they have already been brought into the palace by His Majesty and trained by his side for many years......"

In the pavilion, the looming figure couldn't help but smile and refute Feng Wannian's speculation.

"How can the blood of the royal family easily flow into the mortal dust? Have you been in contact with him for too long, and your brain has become watery? ”

"Forehead ......"

Feng Wannian was speechless for a while, after all, he had been away from Beijing for many years, and the information he had was limited, not to mention, the royal secrets were not accessible to ordinary people.

But it's right to think about it, if it's really royal blood, why hide it like this!?

"If you want him to be safe in his life, don't ask more...... He's just Li Mo. ”

In the pavilion, the indifferent words finally drew an end to this Q&A.

"Is he safe now? I'm afraid that the reputation of the heirs of the black sword is not good. Feng Wannian said.

He grew up in the Xuantian Pavilion since he was a child, and naturally knew the weight of the black sword, but this lord was not afraid of the sky or the earth, and he didn't know how many enemies he provoked, including many masters in the capital.

Now he is just looking at Xuancheng, in case Li Mo really arrives in the capital, God knows what kind of trouble will come to the door.

"Three hundred years have passed...... In the capital, everyone has to play according to the rules of the game...... If he can't play, it's good to be an ordinary person. ”

Feng Wannian's brows furrowed, staring coldly at the figure in the pavilion.

"You don't want him to die, and you don't want him to rise......"

Feng Wannian's voice was full of dissatisfaction that could not be concealed.

"Watch where you stand......" the cold voice reminded.

Feng Wannian was silent, stood up, and was about to leave.

"You look for a chance to let him be careful of that little ghost in Martial Dao Mountain...... When Beisha Xuanzhuang left, he seemed to have left something for him...... Something that can kill you.

A simple sentence, but Feng Wannian couldn't help but stop.

"I see."

As soon as the words fell, Feng Wannian stood up, as if he was a ghost, turned into the wind, and disappeared into the vast night.

"Li Mo ......"

For a long time, a sigh sounded in the pavilion, chewing on the names that had not been seen for eighteen years.

"Your Majesty the Divine Sect...... Alas......"

The sigh was deep, like a flood of autumn water melting, rippling layers of ripples, stirring the cold moonlit night.

……

The next day.

Feng Wannian very implicitly revealed the information about Jiang Chen to Li Mo.

"Did the North Devil leave something for him? How do you know about such a secret thing? Li Mohu looked at Feng Wannian suspiciously.

"I've got a way." Feng Wannian's explanation is reasonable.

"You have to be careful, when you get to the capital, you really can't admit it, save your life, don't be ashamed." Feng Wannian persuaded.

"What a fucking ......"

Li Mo pursed his lips, and the greeting that came to his lips stopped instantly, turning into merit and saving.

As one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, he actually left something for the monks of the mountain gate, and he didn't want his face.

A little person like Li Mo, who has neither identity nor background and has climbed up step by step from the bottom, has no one to leave him anything.

"You pay attention to yourself...... Feng Wannian reminded again.

"I'm afraid of a bird." Li Mo sneered.

In a hurry, he secretly transported the monkey from Luofu Mountain, and with the skills of a monkey, it was still possible to secretly kill someone in the capital.

"I'm going to the capital tomorrow, Lao Feng, I'm really going home this time."

Li Mo diverted the topic, unwilling to let Feng Wannian see his upright thoughts.

"I haven't been back for a long time." Feng Wannian muttered softly.

After five years of separation, Feng Wannian's state of mind was extremely peaceful, and the only thing he was worried about was Li Mo.

The heir of the black sword, entering Beijing with such an aura, God knows what kind of turmoil it will cause.

"Hurry up and pack up, we're going to leave tomorrow."

Li Mo looked in the direction of the capital, but he was full of expectations.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, the wind and clouds gather, whether it is in the past life, or in this life, it is not easy to gain a firm foothold in the capital, some people have worked hard for more than ten years, and finally can only leave the big city with regret and unwillingness, and return to the town where the dream began.

Now, Li Mo is finally going to the world's biggest stage.

It is better to have a mansion with a waist and a group of wives and concubines...... And then......

"What are you thinking?"

At this moment, Feng Wannian's voice pulled Li Mo's thoughts back, and just now his eyes lit up like a weasel falling into a big chicken coop.

"I'm thinking, time flies, and we monks should understand the way of heaven and seize the day." Li Mo sighed.

As he spoke, he turned and looked out of the courtyard.

"Where are you going?"

"Seize the day." Li Mo waved his hand.

Tomorrow, he will leave for the capital, and the friends made by Wangxuancheng will naturally have to be explained.

Needless to say, Ji Shi's business is very big, and there are many shops in the capital.

Two days ago, he said hello to Li Mo and would wait for him in the capital.

In addition, the third lady of the Sword Monarch Mansion is still in Li Mo's hands, according to the official report, Ning Huai was kidnapped by the villains of the Guiru, and now his life and death are unpredictable.

He also has to take care of this big trouble.

"You can't tear up the ticket." Li Mo gritted his teeth, obviously substituting his identity into it.

I have to say that if you want to deal with Ning Huaiman's spell perfectly, I'm afraid that in the end, you still have to rely on the notoriety of returning to the ruins, who made them extremely vicious and ruined!?

"Ouch, the old man died......"

Just as Li Mo was walking with his head down, a familiar wail sounded in his ears, and then a figure rushed sideways and collided directly with him.

Such a scene seems familiar, which makes Li Mo even a little dazed, as if time has gone back.

"The old immortal, if you don't have money, you dare to drill into our ecstasy building? Did your mother inherit Yin Daoyan when she gave birth to you? ”

The two strong men scolded and scolded, staring at the figure in Li Mo's arms with fierce eyes, spitting hard, and then turned around and walked into the building.

"Lao Dong...... Elderly...... It's you again!? ”

Li Momeng raised his head reluctantly, looked at the old man named Hanako in front of him, and recognized it at a glance.

Isn't this the old beggar who borrowed from him last time he went to the kiln and had no money!

That time, this old man called Hanako also played a guessing game with Li Mo, and if he lost, he gave him a word, saying that he had a life and death catastrophe, and it was in front of him.

Sure enough, that night, Li Mo met Xu Jiansheng, this Xuanmen sword species, the battle was repeated, earth-shattering, and finally caused the Nine Lives Tribulation, which can really be described as nine deaths.

Li Mo never dreamed that the day before he was about to leave Wangxuan City, he would meet this old man again...... Elderly!

"Little brother, you and I are really fateful, you also come over to play two?"

When the old beggar saw Li Mo, it was as if he had seen an old friend, pulled him, pointed to the ecstasy building in front of him, and seemed to have found the gold owner.

Li Mo looked at the flow of people coming and going on the street, lowered his head, and pretended not to know him and continued to hurry.

"Young man, you are really extraordinary, and you have already understood the heavens." The old beggar pulled Li Mo and couldn't help but sigh.

"What heavenly machine?" Li Mo was stunned for a moment, revealing a questioning expression.

The old beggar smiled but did not answer, pointed to the ecstasy building in front of him, looked at the girls who were soliciting guests, grinned, and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"The world loves the fairy cave, but I don't know it's the coffin ......"

"Hehe, how many people can comprehend such a heavenly machine at your age?" The old beggar couldn't stop complimenting.

Generally at Li Mo's age, as long as he has money, he can't live in a place like Ecstasy.

The sun rises, the spear is undefeated, the mountains and rivers are played, and the day and night are reversed.

At a young age like Li Mo, seeing the essence through the phenomenon can already be regarded as talented.

"Uncle, I have something to do...... I'm really in trouble......"

Li Mo looked helpless, and he raised his feet and was about to leave.

"The small day is pleasant, and the big day hurts the body...... The old man will take you with him, and he must not let the flowers dazzle the plum eyes and let the butterflies take their mouths. ”

The old beggar was like a dogskin plaster, and he stuck it on Li Mo.

"Young people, it's okay if you don't have enough money......"

"I don't have money to see her sweetness, but I have money to taste her saltiness...... We're talking about it...... At most, I'll see you taste ......" The old beggar was interested, and he didn't let go.

"Uncle, if that's the case, you're welcome." Li Mo's face sank, and he finally ran out of patience.

"You're welcome?"

"Do you know that there has been a lot of trouble in the city recently?" Li Mo sneered.

"I've heard a little." The old beggar's clenched hand seemed to loosen considerably.

"The gang of people who returned to the ruins are all murderers who eat people and don't spit out bones, and old kickers like you have to be enjoyed for two days when they enter, and then they will be torn apart and skinned, and they will be scattered and tossed......"

"You ......" the old beggar looked at the strange light, revealing a different color.

"Old thing, if you pester me again, I'll sell you to the Guiru gang...... I've got a way. Li Mo threatened viciously.

In the end, under the strange gaze of the old beggar, Li Mo shook his hand and directly pushed it out a dozen steps, and finally walked away, blended into the crowd, and disappeared.

The old beggar froze in place, looking at the human beings who had already blended into Li Mo's figure, and was stunned.

"Full of lies, even deceiving himself, threatening the elderly, this kind of scum ......"

The old beggar muttered softly, and his cloudy eyes gradually glowed with brilliance.

"Young man, you should have a relationship with me."

The old beggar grinned, his eyes glittered, and he stepped out, but disappeared into the street, and people came and went, but no one noticed him.