The lights flicker in the simple and elegant small buildings, different from the high-tech buildings on the mountainside, the antique buildings stand alone on the left side of the waterfall.

A red peony blooms in front of the courtyard, accompanied by a waterfall, giving people a quiet and lonely feeling.

In the small building, several figures sat on the floor on the white carpet.

A woman's eyebrows are dyed, covered with part of the yellow forehead, and the sideburns are floating.

Mo Qi held the stove lightly in his hand, covered with a soft blanket on his body, and lazily looked at the scene of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and An Beixuan staring at him with big eyes.

Clear your throat and break the awkward atmosphere:

"Hey, if you have something to say, it's not a problem to sit down like this!"

Feeling the tender meat on his waist with the little hand under the Moqi blanket, Chen Xiaojiu asked calmly:

"Wen Mingfei is a member of the Sword Pavilion?"

An Beixuan frowned slightly, and said in surprise:

"What do you want to find Wen Mingfei?"

Chen Xiaojiu said indifferently:

"Mortal enemy!"

An Beixuan's bright eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, then smiled and explained:

"Wen Mingfei defected from the Sword Pavilion half a month ago. ”

"If Your Excellency is looking for revenge, I'm afraid you won't be able to find him in Xingwei Mountain."

"If Your Excellency sees Wen Mingfei in the future, please inform the Sword Pavilion, and I, Xingwei Mountain, will personally correct it!"

Chen Xiaojiu ignored An Beixuan's intention to not want to discuss Wen Mingfei's words, and continued to ask:

"Xuanming karma fire, but Xingwei Mountain exercises. ”

"If so, can you show me some information?

An Beixuan's white face instantly turned cold, and he said unkindly:

"Your Excellency, is it true that you are here to find trouble with my Xingwei Mountain?"

"I don't know that the secret book of the exercises is a secret that the major sects do not pass on, how can it be easily displayed. ”

Mo Qi held the stove and hurriedly stopped Chen Xiaojiu, who was about to open his mouth to respond.

Eagerly said:

"This guy can't speak. ”

"What he means is that he wants you to cast the Xuanming karmic fire and determine one thing. ”

An Beixuan listened to Mo Qi's explanation, and her face still did not soften.

In the past few days, Wen Mingfei has always been a taboo in Xingwei Mountain, and no one dares to mention it.

As soon as the man in front of him came up, he aggressively questioned the relationship between Wen Mingfei and Xingweishan, which was quite a bit of a post-autumn reckoning posture.

If something like this happened on a normal day, she might have explained it softly.

But now the words Wen Mingfei and Xuan Ming Yehuo have become long thorns that have penetrated deeply into her heart, as long as they are mentioned, she can't deal with them indifferently.

For the sake of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, An Beixuan forcibly endured the dissatisfaction in her heart, and a flame appeared in the palm of her hand, and a strange and terrifying aura came out of it.

Although it was a flame, he couldn't feel a trace of temperature, and Chen Xiaojiu put his hand directly on the flame, and used his spiritual power to transfer the flame to his palm.

An Beixuan's face was full of shock, and she reminded:

"You can't use divine thoughts to probe, Xuan Ming karma fire specializes in breaking the divine soul"

Chen Xiaojiu glanced at An Beixuan unexpectedly, and a smile appeared on Gujing Wubo's face.

It seems that Mo Yu's vision is not too low, at least not an extremely arrogant eldest lady.

Then, ignoring An Beixuan's previous prompt, a wisp of divine soul wrapped the flames.

The next moment, the void fluctuated, and the flames slowly engulfed the divine soul, although the speed was slow, it did not give the divine soul the slightest chance to escape.

An Beixuan looked at Chen Xiaojiu's unreasonable behavior with a strange expression, and couldn't help but remind:

"Xuanming industry fire is divided into three layers"

"One Layer Ferry Man"

"The Second Floor of the Soul"

"Three-tiered Crossing of Myself"

This is only a first-level stage, and it can only be used to forge divine souls, but in terms of destructive power, it is no less than a god-killing insect of the same level.

If you reach the second level of soul crossing stage, your wisp of divine soul will become a medium, leaving a mark on the depths of your divine soul, unless the caster dies at first, otherwise you have nowhere to escape.

Chen Xiaojiu felt the pain of a burning soul, and was silent.

The words nowhere to escape came to mind, Chen Xiaojiu smiled mockingly, and said coldly:

"I want to know what happened to you Xingwei Mountain?"

"Wen Mingfei's defection is not always a whim, let's make a show!"

An Beixuan was angry and reprimanded angrily:

"Don't think that I, Xingweishan, don't dare to make a move on you"

"Just by virtue of what you just inquired about the internal affairs of the Sword Pavilion, even Yao Chi can't protect you. ”

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled, pointed at Chen Xiaojiu, and said jokingly:

"Don't get me wrong"

"This kid is not from my Yao Chi"

Mo Qi glared at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who was not a big deal, with a silver tooth, and bit down on the arm of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was a finger against Mo Qi, who was dancing with his teeth and claws, and said quietly:

"This is distressing?"

Mo Qi responded confidently:

"My little brother can only be bullied by me"

"Not even you, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi. ”

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi looked at Chen Xiaojiu a little speechlessly, and couldn't help but say:

"What if someone bullies your little brother's eldest brother?"

Mo Qi raised his head and asked puzzledly:

"Who?"

"I can tell you, I don't usually take weak chickens"

The Holy Goddess of Yaochi was sad, stared at An Beixuan, and said helplessly:

"Your little brother is a weak chicken who doesn't know what to do"

"His name is Mo Yu!"

An Beixuan was still confronting Chen Xiaojiu one moment, and the next second it was like a lightning strike, pointing at Chen Xiaojiu in disbelief and asking:

"Are you Chenxiao Jiu?"

Chen Xiaojiu, who was pointed at his head by the slender jade, replied indifferently:

"Looks like you know something!"

An Beixuan looked in a trance, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly ran into the inner room.

It didn't take long for An Beixuan to slowly walk in front of Chen Xiaojiu with a pink letterhead.

Said nervously:

"Did you entrust Shen Huang with this letter to me?"

Chen Xiaojiu took the letterhead, saw the traces of the opening of the envelope, and said loudly:

"You should have thought about the purpose of my coming here by now!"

After taking a few deep breaths, An Beixuan regained her unfazed momentum in the past.

Calmly asked:

"How can I be sure that you are Chen Xiaojiu?"

Chen Xiaojiu laughed with relief, and said in everyone's surprised looks:

"Not too stupid, but not enough"

"Although I don't know what Mo Yu wants to give you in the letter, I also want to get more than just a letter. ”

"Otherwise there wouldn't be so many people coming to snatch a letter. ”

"As for my identity"

"Shen Huang should have said a word to you: The person who wrote the letter is named Mo Yu, and he lives up to the encounter in his life. ”

An Beixuan heard the words that made her heart tremble again, and whispered:

"Is he really dead?"

Without waiting for Chen Xiaojiu to answer, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who was meditating on the side, stood up and asked with a slight sarcasm:

"The life card has been broken, how can you not die?"

An Beixuan's whole figure suddenly trembled, she had waited for so many days, and finally arrived.

The news that came from inside the Sword Pavilion, she didn't believe it.

She didn't believe the news that came out of the family.

Even if Shen Huang brought a token about the future of Xingwei Mountain, she still didn't believe it.

But the person who came at this moment finally broke her last stubbornness.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, and perhaps she didn't understand that a person who had nothing to do with her for eighteen years had paid for her life for the dream she had insisted on.

Chen Xiaojiu put the envelope on the table next to him, quietly waiting for the woman in front of him to vent her emotions.

In An Beixuan's trance-like gaze, Chen Xiaojiu's cold voice sounded:

"I'm not here to question you. ”

"I don't have that position, and neither are the people present, not even the dead ones. ”

"No matter what reason he dies, it is his own choice after all. ”

"But if you have a psychological burden because of this, it's my fault. ”

"Because Mo found me before he died, he just didn't want to bother you"

Listening to Chen Xiaojiu's alternative reassurance, An Beixuan finally temporarily eased from her uneasy state of mind.

Whispered:

"I owe him my life after all. ”

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi sneered and said disdainfully:

"You don't owe his life!"

An Beixuan looked up at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and there was some realization in her heart.

Being able to research the latest mecha series is naturally a top-notch existence in terms of IQ and action.

From the very beginning, she felt the hostility of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi towards her.

At first, she thought it was her own delusion, but the ensuing-for-tat made the anger of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi against her public.

And the source of anger is that name.

: "Mo Yu"

When she thought of this person, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She is not stupid and sweet, so she can naturally guess that Mo Yu is an ordinary existence for the Holy Maiden of Yaochi.

is such a man who can make the Holy Maiden of Yaochi travel thousands of miles to come, and he paid for her with his life.

It overwhelmed her.

Since she was a child, she has devoted herself to the research and development of mechas, and she is not good at handling feelings, let alone the relationship between men and women.

But this sudden change made her almost lose her years of hard work, and "Beirou" was almost dusted.

But she unexpectedly gained a fiery emotion.

The owner of this emotion saved her dream for more than ten years at the cost of her life.

It's just that this relationship never gave her a chance to repay it, and it completely pressed on her heart.

Don't meet, life lives up to the encounter.

What kind of person are you?

The cold eyes of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi met An Beixuan's sad look, looking at this face like a flower and jade, although the Holy Maiden of Yaochi was reluctant, she had to admit that she was pure and beautiful.

Listening to Chen Xiaojiu's sentence that she lived up to her life, she knew that she had lost after all.

But she didn't admit it, a first meeting, but not a lifetime.

What's more, it's just that fool's unrequited love, as long as she gives herself time, she doesn't believe that Mo Yu will be indifferent.

That sword is the best proof of this.

Thinking of this, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi reluctantly asked:

"Where is the soul lamp of Mo Yu?"

An Beixuan was puzzled when he heard this, the lamp died and the soul was extinguished, and the soul lamp was a treasure for each sect to control the life and death of the disciples outside.

But when people die, the lights go out, and she has already confirmed the soul lamp of Mo Yu.

The news came from the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak, and the soul lamp of Mo Yu was crumbling from a month ago to being completely extinguished, which involved the hearts of countless people in Xiaozhu Peak.

The Sword Pavilion had sent people to look for it, but found nothing.

It wasn't until Shen Huang came that Xiaozhufeng's people learned that Mo Yu's death was related to Xingwei Mountain.

But what is the use of the Yao Chi Holy Maiden asking for the soul lamp now?

An Beixuan thought quickly, and in the reluctant expression of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, she said:

"Little Bamboo Peak. ”

And Chen Xiaojiu's expression also changed because of the word soul lamp, although it was only for a moment, but he was also caught by An Beixuan.

Gradually, an incredible conjecture appeared in my mind.

Then he forcibly suppressed the surging worship in his heart, and said to the Holy Maiden of Yaochi:

"If needed, now we can go to Xiaozhu Peak to get the Mo Yu Soul Lamp. ”

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi glanced at An Beixuan, who couldn't wait to make a suggestion, and snorted:

"If it's convenient, it's natural. ”

Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi stood aside in a daze, feeling the invisible momentum of the two women colliding.

After saying a word to the master of Xingwei Mountain, Chen Xiaojiu and his party walked out of the mountain under the leadership of An Beixuan.

The moonlight was bright, pulling the shadows of several people out of a long trajectory, and on the silent walkway, only Mo Qi's yawn kept ringing.

With the big waves, Chen Xiaojiu walked out of Xingwei Mountain, looked at the brightly lit peaks behind him, stretched out his hand to touch the defense array, and asked out loud:

"What is it that makes Xingwei Mountain take care of itself?"

"Or, what kind of situation makes Mo Yu not even have time to ask Xingwei Mountain or Xiaozhufeng for help?"

An Beixuan's figure was stunned in the night, silent for a while, and said:

"Inside and out"

"Array Pattern Master"

The eight words revealed the emergency situation of Xingwei Mountain at that time, and Chen Xiaojiu looked serious and said quietly:

"Although Formation Pattern Grandmasters are rare, it's not like there are no such people in the huge Sword Pavilion!"

Anbei went on to explain:

Wen Mingfei leaked the eyes of the Xingwei Mountain Great Array and lured the enemy in. ”

"There is also a magic weapon that covers the heavens and interferes with the Sword Pavilion Sky Survey Mirror"

"It wasn't until the mountain protector noticed that there were ups and downs outside the big array that the peak master found out that the mecha information was stolen, but it was too late, Wen Mingfei had already escaped. ”

"We found a pool of blood in the forbidden area of the Sword Pavilion and learned the fact that Mo Yu had disappeared. ”

Hearing this, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi couldn't help but sneer:

"The Sword Pavilion has been inherited for 10,000 years, and it will also be silently invaded by a few thieves?"

An Beixuan didn't say a word, she couldn't explain that this matter was indeed the peak master's dereliction of duty, and Wen Mingfei's wolf ambition was probably buried the moment he entered the mountain six years ago.

Day and night, it is difficult to prevent thieves.

It's time for the Sword Pavilion to clean up.

As the words fell, several people had already arrived in front of Xiaozhu Mountain, and their speed was several times faster than that of the crane.

A mountain patrol disciple came to inquire and learned that An Beixuan wanted to see the peak master, so he led him into the mountain.

After passing through the floating iron lock, several people led by the mountain patrol disciples to a deep bamboo forest.

"How come the disciples of Xingwei Mountain have time to come to my Xiaozhu Peak as a guest?"

Before An Beixuan could speak, a deafening voice sounded in the ears of several people.

Mo Qi frowned, covered his ears, and muttered indignantly:

"It's loud, it's amazing!"

At this time, a fat body flashed out of the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves danced, and the fragmented blades fell in the void, smashing directly on the top of Mo Qi's head.

A strange tone sounded in Mo Qi's ears:

"Little girl, it's great to have a loud voice. ”

Then the sky full of bamboo leaves spread on the top of Moqi's head, like rain falling.

Chen Xiaojiu grabbed the rampaging Mo Qi and looked at the void cautiously.

At this time, An Beixuan hurriedly said:

"The disciple has something important to ask for, and I invite my uncle to show up!"

At this moment, a man with a big belly and a head shaped like a pumpkin walked out of the void.

looked at An Beixuan with unkind eyes, waved his hand like a fly, and said sharply:

"Xiao Zhufeng can't compare to your Xingwei Mountain family's great cause, and I can't do anything about your affairs."

"What's more, we still have an account that hasn't been settled, and we haven't finished between us. ”

"Even if the Wen family pleads to the pavilion master, I will let Wen Ming die without a place to be buried. ”

"Go back and tell the old witch, don't be blind in your eyes, don't be blind in the next Sword Pavilion's actions against the shadows, don't let me find out what is wrong with your Xingwei Mountain, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless."

Between the words, An Beixuan was speechless.

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled skillfully, stepped forward to salute, and said in a coquettish voice:

"The Holy Maiden of Yaochi has something important to discuss with the peak master, and I would like to ask you to give it a chance. ”

The peak master of Xiaozhu Peak buckled his feet, ignoring Mo Qi's fire-breathing eyes, and grinned:

"What's the matter with Yaochi looking for me, an idler?"

"Could it be that your Yaochi Holy Lord has something to ask me?"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled helplessly and said seriously

"It's the little woman who has something to discuss with you about Mo Yu. ”

Hearing the name Mo Yu, the fat man suddenly lost his previous unobtrusive expression, and said coldly:

"I don't remember what Mo Yu had to do with your Yaochi!"

And at this time, Mo Qi finally broke free from the shackles on Chen Xiaojiu's mouth, and stepped on the face of Chen Xiaojiu in anger:

"Dust Xiaojiu, you bastard, let me go, I'll kill that shameless bastard. ”

Poor Chen Xiaojiu hugged Mo Qi, who was pounced on by the tiger, and endured the indiscriminate bite of his silver teeth on his wrist.

The surprised voice of the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak sounded:

"Your name is Chen Xiaojiu?"

Chen Xiaojiu replied indifferently:

"My name is Chen Xiaojiu, has the peak master heard my name?"

The peak master of Xiaozhu Peak looked at Chen Xiaojiu with complicated eyes, sighed, and instantly looked like an old dozens of years old, and said in a low voice:

"I know why you're here, so come with me. ”

Chen Xiaojiu carried Mo Qi and followed the man into the depths of the bamboo forest.

In front of a low mound of earth, the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak put away his big belly, bent down in front of the mound, and wiped a tombstone made of bamboo standing in front of him over and over again.

Muttering:

"Xiao Mo, the person you've been talking about has come to see you. ”

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the man with his body on his back, uncertain, he didn't expect that there were still people in this world who had set up a monument for Mo Yu like him.

Chen Xiaojiu smiled with relief, put Mo Qi down, and slowly stepped forward. And Mo Qi looked at the tomb in front of him, waved his fist at the peak master of Xiaozhu Peak with hatred, and stood behind the Holy Maiden of Yaochi with an angry face.

Chen Xiaojiu stroked the tombstone carved by the obese man, and the quiet bamboo fragrance wafted out of it, and the delicate font was engraved on it

"The Tomb of Lovers!"

Chen Xiaojiu opened the gourd on his waist, and the aroma of wine came to his nose.

Dumped in front of Mo Yu's grave, the wine seeps into the soil and flows into the ground.

A brisk voice came out of Dust Xiaojiu's mouth:

"You kid just get a good night's sleep."

"Don't worry about other things, there are still many people in this world who care about you and are willing to run around for you"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi curled up the green silk next to her ear and whispered softly:

"Don't be afraid, wait for me!"