The Martial God Temple, a prosperous city located in the hinterland of the Martial Arts Continent, has become a holy city in the Martial Arts Continent, and its reputation far surpasses that of the adjacent capital.

In less than a month, the triennial promotion competition will quietly kick off in this ancient city that has written countless legends. The gathering of masters from all walks of life also makes the streets of the city seem congested.

The ancient city gate of the Wushen Temple is magnificent, in order to welcome the heroes and heroes from all walks of life, the colorful flags flutter on the city wall, the tower and the gate are all whitewashed, the green tile glaze, the bright light shines. The major sects of the rivers and lakes that came one after another entered the city of the Martial God Temple through this gate, so every day there are many people who like to hunt for curiosities standing on the city wall to watch the excitement.

At this moment, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the city gate is open, and pedestrians and vehicles pass through it, which is very lively.

"Mo Cong, look! That's the convoy of the Yunzhong faction," Poison Long Zhi, who was standing on the city wall, pointed to a team of BMW incense cars that were slowly approaching, his face extremely excited. It's just that when those carriages entered the city gate one by one, he was a little disappointed, looked down at an orchid carriage that was about to enter the gate, shook his head and said: "This should be the car that Zhilan is sitting in, it's a pity, it's a tight stall."

"Don't worry, you'll have a chance to see her, heh!" Mo Cong put his hands behind his head and looked at the poisonous dragon with a grin. It seemed like he didn't care, but at this moment, he also wanted to see Zhilan's face, after all, he hadn't seen him for a few years.

The faint regret that flowed from Mo Cong's eyes did not escape the eyes of the mountain ghost Wen.

"You two have seen so many beautiful women, your eyes are spent!"

"How can it, cousin, don't you still understand that there are only beautiful women in the world who are the most eye-catching, and the more you look at it, the brighter your eyes will be," Poison Longzhi patted Mo Cong's shoulder casually and said with a smile: "Yes, Mo Cong!"

"It should be!" Mo Cong nodded slightly. In my heart, I don't quite agree with Poison Dragon's opinion.

"Mo Cong, don't let Xiao Zhi take him to the ditch, there is nothing else in his head except for beautiful women. After speaking, the mountain ghost Wen smiled slyly, and glanced at Poison Longzhi, with a slight hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Cousin, what are you talking about!" Poison Longzhi looked at the people crowded behind him, and immediately turned red.

Mountain Ghost Wen didn't pay attention to him, looked at Mo Cong and asked, "By the way, Mo Cong, why haven't you arrived from that small sect before?"

"I wonder too, it's supposed to be time too!"

It's good that the mountain ghost doesn't ask, but this question makes Mo Cong feel uneasy. At this moment, Mo Cong was looking forward to seeing his junior sister earlier, but also worried that Chu Ci would move his mind elsewhere, in short, it was extremely contradictory.

"Hehe!" As soon as the Water Moon Sect was mentioned, Poison Longzhi suddenly grinned, seeing that his eyes were clearly a little weird, he leaned in front of Mo Cong and said, "I really want to see what your little junior sister looks like, listening to Xiaoyue, you even call her name in your dreams." Chu porcelain, Chu porcelain" Poison Long Zhi squinted his eyes and screamed twice with sleepy eyes.

"Am I like that," Mo Cong said with a red face, "You also believe what Xiaoyue said!"

Of course I did. Poison Long Zhi said with a smile, looking at the smug expression on his face, it was obvious that he had grabbed Mo Cong's pigtail.

Mo Cong glanced at him and said with a smile: "Poison Dragon Zhi, if I tell Huangfu Yunduo that after you come to the Martial God Temple, you run to the city every day to see the little girl, and bite your fingers when you see something beautiful, what do you think she will look like!"

Hearing this, Poison Longzhi's face was overshadowed, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

"That's right, I guess Xiao Duo must be so angry that his face turned black and his eyes were on fire" Mountain Ghost Wen said with a smile on the side, suddenly frowned, looked at the group of people under the city wall, and said with a bitter face: "This, which sect is this, why are you so embarrassed?"

When Mo Cong and Poison Dragon Zhi heard this, they hurriedly raised their eyes to take a look. Sure enough, a group of people came on the official road leading to the Martial God Temple, but these people were indeed a little embarrassed.

The two carriages led by the head slowly walked in front, as if they had just been withdrawn from the battlefield, the carport cracked, the wheels crooked, and creaked with each turn. More than a dozen male and female disciples dressed in white sect costumes followed the carriage listlessly, all with blank expressions.

"This, this is from the Water Moon Sect!" Mo Cong said in surprise.

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm!" Mo Cong nodded, his big eyes staring at those disciples, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.

"Which one is your junior sister?" Poison Long Zhi swayed from side to side with his feet cocked, for fear of missing the opportunity for the first glance.

"No!" Seeing that those people walked into the city gate, but there was no figure of Chu Ci, Mo Cong frowned, and an anxious look quietly appeared on his face. "Could it be that something happened," Mo Cong didn't dare to think down.

"Maybe it's sitting in the carriage!" Seeing Mo Cong's face depressed, Mountain Ghost Wen comforted.

"Mo Cong, look! This should be your junior sister! Wow! It's so beautiful!" Looking at the girl on the road, Poison Longzhi's eyes widened, his breath was short, and he swallowed dryly.

Then walked a young girl on the official road, the girl was tall, with beautiful eyebrows, and was wearing the clothes of the Water Moon Sect, compared to those disciples in the past, the girl's complexion was much better, and her steps were light, but she seemed a little lonely.

"This should be Liu Yun, why didn't she follow the team!" Mo Cong secretly pondered in his heart, "Could it be that the Water Moon Sect is really in trouble?" Then, Senior Sister She" Mo Cong couldn't help but be even more nervous. I was thinking about it in my heart, and suddenly a girl in a light blue shirt came.

"Senior sister!" Mo Cong exclaimed in a low voice, but he frowned again, his face gloomy. Because there was a person beside the girl who he least wanted to see. Even after three years, Mo Cong's face has never forgotten, no matter how it changes, he can recognize it, "Mo Qiyu!"

Seeing Chu Ci and Mo Qiyu walking side by side, they seemed to be talking and laughing

Poison Dragon Zhi didn't pay attention to Mo Cong, but after hearing him shout out of his mouth, he froze like a stone carving, and looked straight at the blue-shirted girl who came from under the city wall with two eyes, "Sure enough, it's not mortal." ”

"Senior sister, don't dream, even if Mo Cong is still alive, it is impossible for him to appear in the Martial God Temple, and waste will always be waste. On a wide official road, Mo Qiyu didn't notice Mo Cong on the city, and the young man glanced at Chu Ci and said with a mocking smile.

"Not necessarily. Chu Ci puffed up his chest, and the smile on his face was very connotative.

"Huh, junior sister, have you forgotten? On the day Mo Cong escaped, there was a flash flood, and it is estimated that the corpses are rotten at this time, hum," Mo Qiyu snorted coldly: "God has eyes, for that kind of waste, for that kind of traitor, heaven will not allow him!"

"Heh!" Chu Ci sneered, sighed in his heart, the girl was full of displeasure at Mo Qiyu's curse of Mo Cong, but the smile on the girl's face still looked gentle and lovely, there was no trace of anger on her face, she looked at Mo Qiyu coldly, and said, "Then let's see!"

While the two were talking, a Lanmu incense car from the cloud faction came speeding from the city gate, the carriage stopped steadily beside the two, and the girl in the car lifted the gauze curtain and smiled at Chu Ci, the girl's smile was enough to captivate the country and the city.

"Sister Zhilan!" Chu Ci looked at the girl in the car and exclaimed in surprise.

"Didn't you say that you would wait for me at the inn in front of you?" Zhilan said angrily in the car.

"Oh," Chu Ci pouted and said softly, "I forgot." ”

"Okay, I'm thinking about your stupid brother, get in the car!"

"Yes!" Chu Ci entered Zhilan's car from the other side, and the coachman rode his horse into the gate of the Martial God Temple.

Mo Qiyu also wanted to step forward to answer Zhilan just now, but unfortunately the curtain on the car window had fallen ruthlessly, and he could only vaguely see the silhouette of the girl.

"Senior Brother Mo Qi, to tell you the truth, Brother Mo Cong will definitely come!" Before leaving, Chu Ci stretched out his little hand and waved it twice at Mo Qiyu, which was obviously a pure show off.

But this scene was deeply imprinted in Mo Cong's mind, he felt cold all over, although he couldn't hear what they said, but through the smile on Chu Ci's face, he imagined that maybe Chu Ci was encouraging Mo Qiyu, just like he encouraged himself back then, or the two were talking about something very intimate, in short, everything had nothing to do with him. Mo Cong felt that his junior sister was getting farther and farther away from him, and the junior sister who had been thinking about him for three years was about to fade out of his field of vision.

"Mo Cong, what's wrong with you?" Poison Dragon Zhi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Mo Cong's eyes, and whispered: "It seems that your junior sister and that kid are very close, this is not a good sign"

"Xiao Zhi!" Mountain Ghost Wen glared at Poison Long Zhi fiercely, and smiled at Mo Cong awkwardly, "Hehe! Mo Cong, I think, things may not be what you think."

"I saw it all. Mo Cong said weakly.

"It's not necessarily true that I saw it, I still looked like water every day back then, how about it! It's actually a spy, don't make Chu Ci the second Rou sister!"

"That's a good thing, Mo Cong, don't worry, this may be a misunderstanding, I'll send someone to the Yunzhong faction's pavilion to inquire later." Although his face was relaxed, the mountain ghost Wen also felt strange in his heart, and he was a little worried about Mo Cong.