"Autumn Water Reflecting the Moon Sword!"

The veiled girl screamed, and with the wave of her hand, a sword curtain like water and waves was intertwined, and thousands of needle shadows were incorporated into the sword light.

Thousands of silver needles shot above the sword curtain, and exploded one after another, and for a while, the sound of light explosions was endless, and thousands of small sparks lit up endlessly, which was beautiful!

Offstage, Yue Mochen looked at the veiled girl's elegant and resolute figure with a dull expression, and unconsciously had red eyes.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he was always teased by other disciples in the palace, but there was always such a girl who stood up to defend herself, whether it was lonely, depressed, or wronged, as long as he needed it, that girl would always be by his side, and that girl was naturally Yue Moran, who had been taking care of him since childhood.

Although Yue Moran was draped in a light veil on her face, although in the past two years, that young little sister had grown into a beautiful girl, although the two were far apart, Yue Mochen still recognized each other for the first time.

That familiar and warm voice, he always remembered in his heart!

At this time, how much Yue Mochen wanted to rush to the stage regardless of Qi Qi and recognize the other party, but reason stopped him, he understood that once he did this, not only would he waste his efforts all his time, but it would also affect Yue Moran and lose his surname, which he didn't want to see.

So, he could only be offstage, silently watching Yue Moran's figure.

At this time, Honduras and the others also saw Yue Mochen, who had already changed into a bright face, and the great fat classmate excitedly dragged a fat body and rushed across the crowd of players, and shouted: "Mingjue! You're finally back, quick, I'm here, do you see it!

The fat man's actions caused a disgusted side look from the players, but no one stopped them, and similarly, everyone on the rostrum also saw the suspense.

The representative of the Hanging Wind Hall glanced at Hanging Ming Jue with a little puzzlement, feeling that this young man was too far away from when he was in the Hanging Wind Hall before, although his appearance had not changed, but his aura had changed drastically.

"Why didn't he participate in this exchange?" the representative of the Hanging Wind Hall asked casually.

Mo Juqi looked at Yue Mochen's figure, his pupils unconsciously condensed, and when he heard the question of the people from the Hanging Wind Hall, he showed an indifferent smile and said: "As far as I know, this kid went out after taking a lot of college tasks, and he hasn't shown his face for more than a year, I think he just came back, what, do you want to add an extra place for the Hanging Wind Hall?"

The representative of the Hanging Wind Hall hit the snake with the stick, and chuckled: "That's natural, Ming Jue is the son of the hall master, and he is a rare genius, so he should participate in the exchange competition." ”

Mo Juqi showed a mysterious smile, glanced at Mo Wuxing and the others, and then turned to the representative of the Hanging Wind Hall and said, "In that case, why don't you put it in the position of the seeded player?"

The representative of the Hanging Wind Hall was stunned for a moment, then nodded and showed a strange smile: "That's naturally the best." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the others glanced at the two suspiciously, but not many people knew that the two were secretly pushing the "Hanging Mingjue" to die, singing and harmonizing just to let Yue Mochen face off against the top genius.

Mo Juqi glanced at Mo Wuxing, and found that the other party was also looking at him, and asked himself what he was going to do with his eyes.

He gave Mo Wuxing a look gloomily, and the latter nodded approvingly, and then stared at Yue Mochen.

Yue Mochen felt the gaze gathered on him, pretending to look inadvertently in the direction of Mo Wuxing, and after discovering the latter's gaze, Yue Mochen sighed helplessly in his heart: It was born from the same root, but the creation is so confusing.

For Mo Wuxing, he didn't have a proper solution so far, and he could only wait until he rescued his mother, and then think about it, he didn't think about what would happen if he had a conflict with Mo Wuxing before saving his mother, but he couldn't find an answer to both ways.

It is unrealistic to give up saving his mother, or to face his younger brother with a knife, and goodbye Mo Wuxing at this time, Yue Mochen's heart is even more troubled.

Just when Yue Mochen was helpless, the great fat classmate finally "moved" the fat meat in front of Yue Mochen, followed by Song Chunhan, Hang Mingkong and Ma Huaming, Ma Huaming's face was not very good-looking, perhaps because he lost the game.

Honduras didn't say a word, a bear hugged Yue Mochen, making Yue Mochen almost breathless, but the fat man's move also diluted the troubles in Yue Mochen's heart a lot.

"You're here. ”

Yue Mochen finally broke free from the fat man's fat, and said with a smile.

"You kid still remember us! Why are you out there if you haven't come back for so long, are you peeking at a young lady who has been caught taking a bath and trapped for a year?" said Honduras, feigning anger, but there was no anger in his tone.

Song Chunhan's face darkened, and he didn't look good: "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Yue Mochen's heart was warm, and he said solemnly: "Thank you for your concern, especially you, great fat classmate!"

When everyone heard this, they all laughed, and Xuan Mingkong, who was usually taciturn, also smiled lightly: "It's good to come back." ”

"By the way, what kind of thing is this?" Yue Mochen asked, he was very puzzled, why Yue Moran appeared here and fought with Nangong Rainbow.

"The Holy Land Exchange Conference, it was organized shortly after you went out to do the mission, and it is scheduled for this year, and we have been waiting for you to come back to sign up, you kid doesn't know where to go. Honduras replied.

"Holy Land Exchange Conference?" A trace of anticipation flashed in Yue Mochen's heart: "Uh...... There were too many tasks, and it took a while. ”

Song Chunhan was puzzled: "By the way, Ming Jue, not long after you went out, the Ten Thousand Ghost Forest was frozen, I remember that most of your missions were in the Ten Thousand Ghost Forest, you ......"

"Hehe, yes, that's why I came back so late, and during the freezing period, I practiced my body on the periphery of the Ten Thousand Ghost Forest. ”

Yue Mochen replied to Song Chunhan a little weakly, he naturally wouldn't tell everyone, the ice was made by him, not that he didn't believe his brother, but because even if he said it, no one would believe it.

The entire Ten Thousand Ghost Forest has been frozen for nearly half of it, and it has been frozen for a whole year, with Yue Mochen's current cultivation, saying that it was because of him, how can anyone believe it? So, more things are better than less things, just bring this matter over.

Yue Mochen touched his nose and opened the topic: "Are all the people in the Holy Land there?"

"It's all here, what Kanling Hall, Hanging Wind Hall, Fighting God Temple, Star Shifting Sect, and Shadow Gate are all here, ah, look, that's their so-called seed player. ”

Looking in the direction pointed by the fat man, Yue Mochen actually saw another old acquaintance.