For some reason, the moment Yue Mochen stepped into the stone building, he felt a wave of uneasiness inexplicably, and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, as if something had suddenly been lost.

At the same time, the red moon in his arms also changed dramatically, and his strange pupils shrank to the size of pinholes.

It's just that Yue Mochen didn't notice the subtle change of the red moon, he looked at Mammon Isar Satan, who was still on the old road in front of him, and raised the guard in his heart again.

This stone building is not very large, or it is too small compared to the "stone building" they entered earlier. So, everyone soon came to the staircase in the stone building.

Mammon Isar Satan stopped his steps, turned his head to Yue Mochen and said, "Brother Summer Night, the elder is on top, let's go." ”

Yue Mochen nodded with a straight face, and at the same time glanced at Meng Wujian, signaling him to be careful.

As early as on the road, Yue Mochen had already taken out various elixirs from the ring to restore the state of Meng Wujian, and Meng Wujian at least had ninety percent of the strength of his heyday at this time, which made Yue Mochen's heart a little calm.

"Haha, the distinguished guests have finally arrived!"

With a pretended surprise of welcome, a man appeared in front of everyone.

The man is about forty years old, handsome and extraordinary, dressed in gorgeous black, which sets off his straight figure perfectly, and his skin is as smooth and white as a woman, and there is a smell that can be blown and broken, but the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes show a bit of vicissitudes, but they do not destroy his temperament at all.

Just smiling and going to that station, the temperament he exuded was more than ten times better than that of Nangong Mozhong's straw bag, but the moment he saw him, Yue Mochen suddenly felt a chill welling up in his heart.

He suddenly remembered a person, a person who was very similar to the man in front of him.

Of course, this similarity does not refer to the similarity in appearance, it can be said to be temperament, it can also refer to that feeling, a very mysterious feeling, the eyes of the two are very similar, if they are stared at by that kind of eyes, they will be like Yue Mochen now, and they will be uncomfortable.

It was like being stared at by a smiling, colorful, and beautiful-looking deadly snake.

Maybe it's not just Yue Mochen who feels this way, everyone who came with him first glanced at the middle-aged man, and then fixed their eyes on Yue Mochen, waiting for his reaction, even Fang Minghe, who had almost torn his face with Yue Mochen just now.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he also looked at Yue Mochen with interest.

Yue Mochen came back to his senses, first smiled slightly, bowed slightly, arched his hands, and made a simple but ancient greeting before he spoke: "I've seen Elder Isar Satan, the boy came to see him with his subordinates on a summer night." ”

Surprisingly, when Yue Mochen said this, Fang Minghe and his subordinates didn't say a word. I don't know if I didn't think of that meaning, or if the elder of the Dark Wing Human Race in front of them gave them too much pressure, so that they could take advantage of Yue Mochen in terms of language.

"Haha, welcome, welcome. ”

Hearing this, the Elder of the Dark Winged Man smiled heartily, but his expression was a little strange and glanced at Fang Minghe and Nangong Mozhong, who were still unconscious, and then continued to speak: "Xia Ye is really a hero born of a young man, and he has become a world leader at such an age, and he has so many capable and strong generals under his command, which is really much better than my nephews. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the brothers and sisters Mammon, Isar and Satan with an expression of hatred.

But in the hearts of everyone, there was a huge wave of heaven, this elder who looked less than forty turned out to be the grandfather of Mammon Isar Satan?

Mammon Isar Satan bowed his head in shame and muttered, "Disappointed the elders." ”

The Darkwing Elder turned his head and looked at Mammon Isar Satan with a kind expression and said, "Silly boy, just do your best, your father and grandfather died early, and I treat you like my own grandson." ”

Mammon Isar Satan nodded movingly.

But Yue Mochen frowned slightly, he felt that the actions of this elder of the dark winged people were too hypocritical and too pretentious, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Elder Isar, Elder Satan, there's something I'd like to ask you about Summer Night. Yue Mochen asked.

The latter nodded calmly, then waved his hand and said: "Summer Night, I heard Mammon say that you are friends, you don't need to see outside, my name is Aragorn, don't call me any elder, how about calling me Grandpa Aragorn?"

Yue Mochen pretended to be surprised and shouted: "How can this be, don't dare to climb high on a summer night! Otherwise, I'll call you Aragorn senior, right?"

"It's okay, it's just a title anyway, what's the problem, you say. Elder Aragon said with a slight raise of his eyebrows as if he was very flattered by Yue Mochen's side.

"What I want to ask is that Mammon said that my friends are all here, but now ......" Yue Mochen deliberately did not continue.

Elder Aragon was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's that I'm confused, they're fine, you don't have to worry, go, I'll take you to find them." ”

Yue Mochen turned around, glanced at Meng Wujian, and then followed Aragorn.

Pushing open a simple wooden door, a gorgeous side hall appeared in front of everyone, many people were sitting on the gorgeous desk chairs made of solid wood enjoying the food, and some were sitting directly on the ground and practicing cross-legged.

"Xiaoliang! Dayong! Sister Xiang!"

Yue Mochen easily found out from inside that the members of his Eternal Night Mercenary Regiment belonged to, except for a few people who followed Meng Wujian's side, basically the brothers who were still alive were all here.

Most of the members of the Winged Terran are here, and those who are not here must have died somewhere in the ruins.

"Young master!" Wanyan Yaoliang and the others were overjoyed when they saw Yue Mochen's arrival, it turned out that the group of dark winged people really didn't lie to them.

"Brother Qing, you're here too!" Although he hadn't seen him for many years, Wanyan Yaoliang still recognized the green pupils beside Yue Mochen at a glance.

Qing Tong also showed a heartfelt smile when she saw Yan Yaoliang, and the two walked to the side and didn't know what to say.

At this time, Liu Dayong took out a blood-red fruit from his arms and handed it to Yue Mochen sneakily.

It was a blood-red fruit with a smooth and delicate skin, and the flesh in the fruit could be faintly seen, and the lines of the flesh were faintly visible on the surface, forming a rune-like pattern, and the whole looked like a glass-like spar, if it weren't for the fact that the fruit exuded an attractive sweet taste, Yue Mochen would definitely think that it was just a work of art and not a fruit.

Yue Mochen looked at Liu Dayong, who was pretending to be mysterious, took the fruit with a smile, and said in his heart: Aragon is here, how can Liu Dayong's small action be hidden from him? This is tantamount to covering his ears and stealing the bell.

Sure enough, Aragorn was already looking at the fruit in Yue Mochen's hand with a smile on his face.