Blood thunder appeared, sword light flashed!

"Not good!"

Chang Jiudao immediately sensed the aura of danger, and at the moment when the blood thunder suddenly appeared, Chang Jiudao, who was in the best condition, immediately slashed towards the blood thunder!

Although, he hadn't seen the blood thunder clearly, his years of battlefield experience, and his sense of danger after a hundred tribulations told him that he should do that!

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a powerhouse in the Hundred Tribulation Realm, and he can shoot so accurately just by his consciousness!

However, Yue Mochen, who had been prepared for a long time, had long expected such a result, so at the moment when Chang Jiudao's battle knife slammed into the blood thunder, Yue Mochen also made a move!

Like a ghost shadow fluttering by, Yue Mochen was as fast as a streamer, and just when the war knife collided with the blood thunder, Yue Mochen's single-edged sword also came to Chang Jiudao's eyes!

Chang Jiudao was naturally extraordinary, and with a knife intent, he slashed at the blood thunder, and actually destroyed most of the blood thunder, but the blood thunder still passed through the middle battle knife of his knife and passed to his body!

A feeling of paralysis came, and Chang Jiudao was shocked to find that in addition to his soul, he had lost consciousness all over his body!

And the soul is slowly becoming numb, and consciousness is starting to become a little blurred.

At this time, Yue Mochen's voice rang in his ears!

"Remember my name, the person who killed you is called Yue Mochen!"

"Yue Mochen!?"

Yue Mochen's words spit out and spread to Chang Jiudao's soul that had become sluggish, but it sounded in Chang Jiudao's heart like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

In an instant, Chang Jiudao's soul suddenly shook, and he regained a little clarity, and all the qiē about this name appeared in Chang Jiudao's mind!

"How so? Why!?Why is this the result!?"

"Yue Mochen! surname Yue, name Mochen, is this just a coincidence? Or is it an arrangement of fate?"

At the moment when Jian Feng was approaching, many pictures flashed in Chang Jiu's mind.

A woman, standing on the boundless desert, her long black hair in the yellow sand of the sky, like a gorgeous silk, peerless.

Her expression was a little tired and a little weak, but her posture made the heavens and the earth dark.

And she was holding a baby in her arms, the baby was obviously newborn, but he didn't cry like other newborn babies, he just looked at the woman quietly, quietly looked at the world, and there was a curious look in his eyes.

The stunning woman looked at the baby with a doting face: "Child, what do you say you should be called?"

Beside the woman, a handsome man in a white samurai uniform smiled happily: "He is still young, how can he speak." ”

As soon as his tone changed, the handsome man spoke again: "The master gave me the surname Yue, the child is naturally surnamed Yue, and now the youngest generation in the Qianyue Palace is the Mo character generation, and the name also follows this Mo word, the last word, Sister He, you decide, okay?"

The stunning woman smiled and nodded, a happy smile on her slightly tired face.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly broke out in the desert, rolling up countless dust and sand, and the stunning woman hurriedly blocked the dust and sand blowing over for the child.

The strange thing is that the baby who was still swaddling pointed to the dust and sand in the sky and laughed "eating".

Seeing this, the stunning woman smiled softly: "Hehe, who said that our child can't speak, he is telling us, what about his name, born in the dust, is called Mochen, Brother Yu, do you say it......?"

One by one, the paintings flashed in Chang Jiudao's soul, and Chang Jiudao showed a look of memory, and in that memory, there was pain......

In the last picture, it is still the stunning woman, still the baby, but the stunning woman has a faint blood stain on her body, and there is an indelible tiredness in her expression, and the baby has grown into a two- or three-year-old child.

The stunning woman hugged the child tightly, and her beautiful eyes kept looking at the child, and her eyes were full of reluctance.

"Miss, almost!" reminded an old man beside her.

Hearing this, the stunning woman's delicate body was shocked, tears flowed unconsciously, and she finally glanced at the child again, as if she had exhausted all her strength and said to the child: "Chen'er, you go back with Aunt Lan, and you have to listen to Aunt Lan when you grow up, do you know?"

The child blinked incomprehensibly, then obediently stretched out his arms to the other woman.

The other woman took the child with a solemn expression, nodded to the stunning woman, and turned to leave.

The stunning woman stared blankly at the background where the two left, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

After a long time, she took out a jade pendant and handed it to the old man who had just spoken.

After the old man silently took the jade pendant, his body moved, and it had disappeared......

Yue Mochen, surname Yue, name Mochen.

He is, he actually is, he is his own young master!

No wonder this boy is so good.

No wonder, he would use the sword moves in the sword book, because he was Young Master Mochen!

At this moment, Chang Jiudao wanted to scream, and he wanted to tell Yue Mochen about his identity, however, but he was hit by blood thunder, his whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't even squirm in his throat!

He tried his best, but he couldn't open his mouth, let alone speak! he could only feel Yue Mochen's sword blade approaching his body little by little, but he couldn't do anything.

Why! Is God really trying to make people like this?

Chang Jiudao roared inwardly, but unfortunately, Yue Mochen couldn't hear his heart!

The dark aura was flourishing, and Yue Mochen's figure flashed behind Chang Jiudao, and he shot!

"It's all my fault, it's me who chased after me without knowing what is right and wrong!"

"It's all my fault, I forced him to make a move without figuring out the young master's identity!"

"It's all my fault! When I saw the young master use a sword to break through the sky, I should have guessed that in this world, except for the entrusted young master Mochen, who else in this divine relic realm can learn the sword canon? But I still ...... self-righteously."

It's all my fault!

It's all my fault!

"I'm not afraid of death, and I don't mind dying at the hands of Young Master Mochen, but why now!"

"Why!"

"Why can't you let me tell Young Master Sù the inside story!"

"Young Master Mochen actually went to kill Young Master Wuxing, he must not know Young Master Wuxing's life experience, why can't I tell this Qiē Young Master Mochen! Even if I have to suffer death as soon as I finish speaking! I am also willing!"

Chang Jiudao roared in his soul mercilessly, but he couldn't make the slightest sound!

The cold blade flashed, and a bloody light gushed out!

Chang Jiudao fell in despair, and at that moment, countless remorse flashed in his heart.