Dongyang heard the voice and stood at the door of the building, and his feet were heavy, although he was ruthless, cold-blooded, and killed his mother, but at that time, he was like an ordinary father, he liked himself, and he also lifted himself up, with a smile in his eyes.

Dongyang no longer thinks about it, did he hesitate!

"From the moment I stepped out of the Imperial City, I had nothing to do with them. With that, he lifted his heavy steps and walked out, leaving the general on his knees blank......

When did he ever think about competing for the crown prince's position, it was just a day of three people with two hearts and one candlelight...... He has a noble status, is a prince, and is a dragon son who is worshiped by thousands of people......

But these are not what he wants, what he wants to have, all of them have been destroyed by him!

Mo Yao crossed Erlang's legs, ate the fruit, and saw Dongyang coming in. "Dongyang, are you back?" In the past, he would smile at each other, but somehow he ignored Mo Yao and the others, and returned to his room with a cold face.

Mo Yao raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter?" Pei'er whispered: "Probably I encountered something unhappy!" Mo Yao looked at Pei'er, Pei'er: "What happened to Senior Brother, like this?"

Mo Yao chewed the fruit and pondered. This guy must be in trouble.

At this time, the senior brother also walked in: "The West Heavenly God Succession Code, Dongyang, Chanmeng participates on behalf of the sect." ”

Mo Yao looked at Chanmeng without cutting it. Pei'er whispered next to Mo Yao's ear: "Mo Yao, what is the origin of the poor Luo God, who can succeed to the position of the Holy Ancestor?"

Mo Yao rubbed her nose: "How do I know, but it looks pretty good." ”

Accompanied by Pei'er's surprise: "Really, cut, how do you know." ”

"Of course I did!" Mo Yao raised his eyebrows proudly. Pelle: "Senior brother, can I go!"

Senior Brother: "There are only two places, and the others are stationed in the sect or do tasks." ”

"Huh?" Pell let go of her hand in frustration. The little leopard stood up and listened to the discussion of everyone, poor Luo, you have today, it is really surprising, a person with a lot of sins like you can also feel at ease Pan Yi Buddhism?

Dongyang's door opened: "I'm not going, Mo Yao's grades have been good recently, let Mo Yao replace me." As he spoke, he closed the door in a trance. The crowd was amazed......

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What's wrong with him?" "I don't know?"

The senior brother looked at Dongyang, he didn't have a temper, but once he got his temper, he couldn't pull back nine cows. "Okay, then Mo Yao will replace Dongyang!"

The little leopard made a hidden voice: "Master, last time you went to hide your identity, this time you went in case you were found out." ”

Well, I'm not going. Mo Yao was just about to speak, Chan Meng: "Senior Sister Mo Yao will naturally be able to clear the turbidity sect on behalf of us, and when the time comes, when you see the disciples of other sects, you have to make a long face for our sect." ”

Why are you everywhere, whether you are the murderer of Dongyang and me, I hate it very much!" "Haha, senior sister, you are praising me, who doesn't know that you are the first beauty in our sect to be able to write and martial arts! When the time comes, the disciples of other sects will surround Senior Sister, who will still learn from me!"

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"Hehe, Senior Sister Mo Yao is too modest, your beauty is the first beauty, it is very suitable, anyone who sees it will feel pity. ”

Shen Jun looked at Mo Yao and always seemed to be opposite Chanmeng, standing behind Mo Yao and Chen Jing calmly.

In the middle of the night, after Chanmeng washed up, she was about to go to bed to rest, when suddenly an evil wind blew. The candle went out, Chan Meng held the Qingling Sword, the darkness was full of dangers, a light flashed, Chan Meng's hair was slashed off, Chan Meng clenched the handle of the knife, looking for traces everywhere!

"Bang bang!" A few more slashes crossed Chanmeng's arm, and it was also broken. Chanmeng broke out in a cold sweat: "Who the hell are you!"

At this moment, her neck was restrained, and a cold voice said: "The one who killed you ......"

Chanmeng's body trembled and trembled, this person's cultivation is not much higher than his own. "Wait, even if it's death, you let me die!" You'd better not let me out alive, or I'll have you torn to pieces......

"You're making her unhappy......"

Chan Meng saw the gem of the hilt of the sword in a trance: "You are Shen Jun! you like Mo Yao, I can help you ......" A drop of blood oozed out of Chan Meng's neck......

"......" Shen Jun's movements finally came to a standstill......

"It's up to you to ......"

"If you kill me, you won't get Mo Yao's heart!"

Chan dreamed that he seemed to hesitate: "I have already seen that you like Mo Yao, otherwise you can enter the Qingturbid Gate with such a high level of cultivation for something." ”

Shen Jun let go of the sword, and the cold breath coming from his body made Chan Meng tremble. "Like you, when I see someone I like, I can only watch him like someone else......!

"How can I trust you......"

"Fangou is the prince of the Heavenly Clan, if he wins Mo Yao's heart, it will be easier than you......"

Shen Jun's eyes were gloomy: "How to cooperate?"

Early the next morning, Mo Yao and Chan Meng set off with their senior brother to rush to this rare grand ceremony......

Mo Yao was attracted by the male fairies coming and going, look good, hey, this is also good-looking...... How handsome......

Falling in the western sky, Mo Yao closed his eyes. "It's so lively!"

Poor Luo was talking with the heads of other sects. The status of Mo Yao and the others, a god like this poor Luo can't speak, and Senior Brother and Chanmeng Mo Yao all walked out of the banquet hall obediently and politely with the other sects.

"Mo Yao. Du Fen saw Mo Yao walking past the crowd. Mo Yao looked like a son, very heroic, polite, and her brain was also spinning rapidly: "Brother Du......." "Yo, Mo Yao, you are like this, it seems that your cultivation has improved a lot!" Du Fen's eyes were bright.

"What's the matter, Brother Du...... Shall you come in?"

"Alas, it's so-so, but your merit in coming in is really not to be underestimated, and you are indeed a good talent. ”

"Brother Du, don't praise me......"

After a while, a few more people came over and wanted to discuss with Mo Yao, but Mo Yao found a reason to refuse, but left a proud impression on his colleagues in various factions, and Mo Yao's reputation had already spread throughout all sects. Mo Yao was only afraid of revealing her identity, after all, there were countless bigwigs from all walks of life who came here......

At this time, a man walked over: "Mo Yao?" Shen Jun is the patron saint of the Hell and the Demon Realm, although he is not subordinate to the Celestial Clan, nor is he subordinate to the Demon Clan, so during the Great War, the power of his clan was also fought by the Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan. "Brother Shen, you're here too!"

Senior Brother and the others were surprised by his origin, but they were not surprised, such a person with a good temperament and a strong cultivation was naturally a big family, so they all nodded to each other. Chanmeng looked at Shen Jun, and her eyes seemed to be proud.

When Qian Luo saw Mo Yao's figure in a trance, his eyes also stagnated, and he hurriedly restrained the churning in his heart...... Seeing this face that is the same as the Dome Demon, he came to his own western sky...... I don't know what it's like in my heart.

Do you know, Vault Demon, this is where I used to want to stay with you every day, and now that I have Pan Yi Buddhism, I can no longer blatantly miss you, or even get close to you. Shen Jun glanced at Poor Luo, the person who personally crusaded against the demon clan back then...... Although he admitted that he was the one who was in the back then, he still hated him more and more because of Mo Yao.

"Brother Shen, what's wrong?" Shen Jun came back to his senses and met Mo Yao's clear eyes. Childhood memories are as good as when we first saw them......

The perennial bitter sea of hell is desolate, that is that he is only a thousand years old, and when he saw Xiao Mo Yao, it was in a rare good weather...... The night was quiet, and there was a little bit of starlight, and Xiao Mo Yao was leading a group of guards to hunt down a beast...... The beast rushed towards him, and in an instant, little Mo Yao stepped on the ground and shot an arrow! The beast fell to the ground in response, and saw Mo Yao's bright eyes like stars in fright, she stretched out her hand, so mysterious, so arrogant and enthusiastic......

"What's your name? Is it my demon boy?"

"I ...... I'm not. Xiao Mo Yao's eyes changed instantly: "Then you are from the Immortal Clan!"

"Also, it's not ......" Mo Yao slowly approached, stretched out his hand and probed: "You are not a mortal either!"

Shen Jun was in a trance, and since then he has never forgotten the girl who can blend passion and arrogance......

This time, I finally mustered up the courage. Shen Jun smiled heartily, time flies, cruelty and gift coexist...... You are my lost star.

Suddenly, an air pressure hit, rolling up a gust of wind, blowing Mo Yao and the others into embarrassment. "You are the disciples of the Qing Turbidity Sect, the disciples of the Xia Feng Zen Sect, Wu Xie, want to receive the teachings. The man was dressed in black, and his face was clean, but the arrogance in his bones made people angry. Seeing the uproar behind him, it seemed that he had just finished challenging the other sects and came victorious.

Mo Yao pretended to retreat, Senior Brother ...... I'm sorry. "Okay!" Shen Jun held his sword and stood in front of Mo Yao. Because of the rules of the various factions of the Heavenly Clan, if one faction asks for competition, no matter what kind of mess the fight becomes, no one will blame it.

Wu Xie smiled evilly, looking like he was lonely and seeking defeat. "Okay!"

The chaos surged, and Mo Yao ran behind the senior brother to watch the excitement. When the ground trembled, a sword aura struck, Shen Jun did not panic, and a carp jumped over the dragon gate to dodge! Everyone applauded! Shen Jun turned into a law seal, and everyone exclaimed, that is not a blood curse! When it is too late, then quickly, the air pressure of the law seal blows Shen Jun's robe, and ten thousand people shoot together!

Quickly go away like Wu Xie! Wu Xie sucked all the murderous blades into it! Everyone exclaimed again! Shen Jun struck while the iron was hot, turned around, and collected the magic seal in the sword, and the already cold and wanton Xuanming Sword was even more powerful!

A dodge came to Wu Xie, and the sword fell! Before Wu Xie could react, the sword was already on his neck! Mo Yao was happy: "Okay!!" Calling you arrogant! Wu Xie's face was ugly, but he was also convinced, and he retreated. Shen Jun: "Concession." ”

"That's amazing! Brother Shen. Shen Jun smiled knowingly. As far as the exhaustion is seen, the turbulence in my heart is gone, but it is cold...... He persuaded himself several times, but the moment he saw Mo Yao, Hua was still in vain......