Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Hour Has Come

Mo Xun smiled, and he didn't force her.

After casually rewarding the boy ghost who stared at his hand, he sat down beside Wen Yang.

"Speaking of which, a hundred years ago, you and I still had an intersection," he looked at the sky and opened the conversation, "At that time, you had a solemn atmosphere, did not smile, and were used to rejecting people thousands of miles away. But the world still regards you as a god, thinking that as long as you are there, the world will be peaceful for a long time. ”

"And I'm just a little kid who gets scared to pee my pants when I see a ghost."

Mo Xun seemed to miss that moment a little, his pale gray eyes were as bright as stars, "But until I met you." When I first saw you, you were wearing a white dress embroidered with Manzhu Sahua, and your temperament was as cold as the moon, and you could easily kill several ghost cultivators with a flip of your wrist. ”

As he spoke, a black mist took over his eyes.

Obviously, the two are of the same age, but she has inherited the position of the head of the family and dealt with the evils and evils of the mortal world.

What about him? Not to mention ghost cultivation, even a mere ghost has to spend half a day of strength to barely surrender.

So after Mo Xun went back, he began to cultivate hard, but fortunately, his talent was high enough, and he had the momentum of faintly overpowering several generals in the underworld in just a hundred years.

Just when he was carrying his sword and wanted to go to Qingyuan Valley to find Wen Yang for a hearty discussion, he unexpectedly learned that she was dying for the Taoist ancestor to block the sky and thunder.

"I didn't expect that after nearly a thousand years, you would be reincarnated on this continent again." Mo Xun looked at Wen Yang, and felt a feeling of sympathy and complexity with his opponent in his heart, "I didn't expect that you would come here to open a store." ”

"Having said so much, it's just to get closer to the whereabouts of my set." Wen Yang sneered, the air pressure around his body rose in vain, the boy couldn't eat it, and his soul was almost scattered, but fortunately, Wen Yang noticed it and retracted his strength in time, but the chicken soup suffered, the bowl cracked, and the soup was all spilled on the ground.

The boy was stunned and held the bowl, and after a few seconds of froze, he cried even more miserably, although there were no tears in the corners of his eyes.

Mo Xun's face turned slightly pale, and he looked at Wen Yang in astonishment.

Originally, he thought that her spiritual power would be greatly reduced after borrowing the corpse to return her soul, but he didn't think that the spiritual power that leaked out at will when she was slightly angry would be enough to affect his soul.

I'm afraid this woman is about to transcend the five elements......

Mo Xun silently wiped away the surprise at the bottom of his eyes, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "My brother has always come and gone without a trace, and I have long been used to it." "The reason why I deliberately recalled the past was just to test Wen Yang's memory.

It was good to guess with him, she was reborn with a complete memory, otherwise she would not be biased against him.

Seeing that the atmosphere was silent, Mo Xun gave up his clichΓ© and finally said the purpose of coming over today, "Actually, this time I appeared in Bluewater Town, and my father also gave me a task. ”

Wen Yang looked at Mo Xun at this time, and when he heard him say this, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart, "Because of Junshan?" ”

"That's right," Mo Xun praised her, and then put away his smile, "There is one thing you may not know, the real Junshan is not the person you met three days ago. ”

"Oh? Is it? Wen Yang's eyes were more interesting, "It's more complicated, it's easy to kill the evil thing, to be honest, it's really not that challenging." ”

Mo Xun smiled undeniably, "There is a master in Junshan, I think you must have heard of it. ”

"Tiandaozi, the ghost cultivator who was killed here by lightning back then." Wen Yang stepped on the wooden brick road under his feet.

"That's right. The person who really died was actually Junshan himself. Now lying in the hospital is the Tiandaozi who was killed by thunder. ”

Back then, in order to subdue the Taoist anomaly of Tiandaozi, the mortal realm almost mobilized the ability of the entire Taoist Association, lost more than 100 people, and activated the Qinglong Formation to smash Tiandaozi's body.

But who knew that his soul fled from the circle at a critical moment, and he didn't know where he had escaped.

And the aura is extremely clean, as long as Tian Daozi does not deliberately show his face or release his breath, no one can find him.

These are all things that Hades told Moxun.

It is inconvenient for the underworld to meddle in the affairs of the human world, so they need someone who can take the place of the underworld to complete the task of capturing Junshan this time.

It just so happened that Wen Yang appeared at this time.

"Then you may have found the wrong person," Wen Yang said this, with a smile in his eyes, "I just promised someone to save Junshan by exchanging my life for my life." ”

Mo Xun: "......"

He was silent for a while, not blaming Wen Yang for this behavior, "Then when are you going to do it?" ”

Because he knows that according to Wen Yang's character, he will not easily save a villain, or in this form of cause and effect.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I don't know, maybe tonight, no later than noon tomorrow. ”

"Then I'll go with you." Mo Xun put down this sentence and disappeared directly in place.

Zhou He stood in the shadows, looking at Mo Xun's departing back, and said worriedly, "Will this black impermanence ruin our plans?" ”

"No," Wen Yang's tone was relaxed, "if he dares to stop me from getting the Ghost Tears, I will directly disqualify him from winning the crown prince." ”

Zhou He's eyes widened, "You mean, he will inherit ...... in the future"

"Shh~ The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

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Just after the last bit of light disappeared, it began to rain heavily in the sky again.

Unlike the previous two days, the cold wind wrapped in the rain, crackling and knocking on the eaves and leaves, made people uneasy.

Wen Yang stood quietly at the door, her slightly upturned face was a little wet, her beautiful and ethereal face, with a bloodless whiteness, weak, and heart-wrenching.

Looking closely, you can see that the middle finger of her right hand is bubbling with blood beads, and after they melt into the rain, those red blood strings will turn into pure spiritual power and fly to every corner of Jianghai City.

It rained heavily for several hours, and the strange thing was that there was no flood in Jianghai City.

Finally, it was completely dark.

A ray of moonlight pierced the crack in the darkness, and Wen Yang stepped out of the room with his feet raised.

As she was exposed to the eaves, the rain suddenly stopped.

"Ready?" Mo Xun walked to Wen Yang's side at some point, and didn't react when he saw her pale face, I don't know if he had seen through something.

"The hour has come." Wen Yang's expression was faint, and she was about to ask the bodyguard sent by Feng Lingche to drive her.

saw Mo Xun grabbing her wrist, only for a moment, and then let go painfully.

"Phoenix Source Fire?" He was slightly surprised for a second, but he didn't ask more, and grabbed Wen Yang's sleeve with his other hand, "Follow me, it's faster." ”

The two walked through the deep alley and returned to the convenience store, and with a "ding dong", the scene changed to the entrance of the harbor hospital after opening the glass door of the convenience store.

Wen Yang glanced at the time hanging on the wall, and at 21:45, there were still 27 minutes before Junshan's death.

After the two entered the ward, Bai Yinzhou was standing by the bedside, and behind him, there was only Liu Shulan who was unconscious.