Nancang Mountain, lush trees, clear blue sky, verdant, all things are full of vitality.

The flowers and plants under the mountain are like clouds, and the streams in the valley are spinning, rushing and jumping.

I saw that on the other side of the mountain, the cliff was steep and steep, and on the cliff was the barn cliff platform.

From there was the constant sound of weapons fighting...

The competition between Mo Chen and Ling Mo is not over. Everyone in the audience was nervous, staring at them to be able to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The two sides were on both sides of the Cangya platform, Mo Chen held his breath and held the sword in front of his chest. The left hand is like a fist, stretching out the middle finger of the index finger, close to the sword grid, and slowly injecting internal power into it. It intersects with the silver-blue sword qi, ready to be touched at a moment's notice.

On the other side, Ling Mo's right hand was placed in front of his chin, his arm naturally drooped, and the ice silk wrapped around his right hand, emitting a faint light. Thinking back to the battle scene just now, another internal strength in the body was actually so powerful.

Ling Mo knew that the two internal forces in the body were mutually restrictive, and if the power was forcibly exercised, the heart-burning pain would be more intense. But in order to complete the task, there is only one fight.

She held back the pain, and slowly mixed with red aura on the ice silk that had been surrounded by the cold. threw out the ice silk and rushed straight to the front of the other party, and after Mo Chen noticed it, he also rushed out quickly.

"These two are going to decide the winner in this move. “

Nancang Waterfall descended slowly, and the waterfall once again glowed red, more shimmering than before.

Faintly, there is a hole behind the waterfall. It was overgrown with weeds, and rattans spread throughout the cave, and the hole flashed red again.

Through the red light, it is clear that the glowing object is a red stone. It is embedded in an object and is encased in two chains.

The thing resembles a sword, half buried in the ground. I saw only the hilt, the lattice and half of the sword. The hilt of the sword was red and black, and the red stone was embedded in the sword. The exposed blade of the sword has a strange appearance, and the top is extremely gray.

Suddenly, the sword sensed something and trembled, trying to break free from the predicament.

The movement gradually intensified, and the whole ground was shaking. The creatures outside the cave fled frantically, and the birds flew away at great speed, letting out a series of screams.

The ground of Nancang Mountain shook suddenly, causing the buildings to shake violently.

"What's going on!"

At the Chunye Conference, everyone couldn't stand firm in an instant, and they didn't know what happened?

"This is..."

"Landslide!"

The people at the conference began to panic, Nancang Mountain has not landslided for 10,000 years, how can it be today?

On the Cangya platform, Mo Chen and Ling Mo were only a foot apart from each other, and they were ready to decide. Suddenly, a huge deep crack appeared on the Cangya platform, which distracted the two of them.

"That's then!" Feng Yanyang recalled the confrontation between Bao Shan and Ling Mo. There were cracks everywhere on the countertop, and the shaking caused the countertop to tear apart.

"Smack!"

The Cangya platform is torn apart, and it is a natural platform above the cliff, and there is no support below it at all.

For a moment, Mo Chenling and Mo couldn't react, and fell directly with the cracked boulder.

After a few moments, the shaking stopped, and everyone's panic was gone. But the Cangya platform collapsed irretrievably, and everyone saw the two disappear from the stage.

"Mo Shao!"

Yuan Yu shouted, if he wanted to save Mo Shao, it was too late. The boulder kept falling downward, and there was no longer a figure of Mo Shao.

"Chen'er!"

When Lin Fen saw his beloved son, he fell off the cliff and shouted heartbreakingly.

Everyone gathered around the cliff platform and looked into the abyss of the cliff.

"What can I do about this, if I fall from this height, I will definitely be crushed. “

"Why is this happening..."

Yuan Yu called many Nancang disciples and wanted to go down to the bottom of the cliff to find it.

"Wait. “

Unconsciously, Mo Yefan was already by Yuanyu's side, "It's not an ordinary forest below, it's a phantom Luo Lin!"

Yuan Yu was stunned when he heard this name.

"Tell the disciples to take precautions and not to break in. Mo Yefan instructed to go down, and then looked towards the bottom of the cliff without saying a word.

Mo Chenling and Mo were the two of them, sliding at a rapid speed, and there were constantly rocks falling in the air.

The falling stone rushed straight at Mo Chen, and he quickly swung his sword to shatter the stone. After stepping on the gravel and rising a few feet, he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands and pierced the cliff, which showed cracks in the wall.

The descent speed is extremely fast, when you fall to the bottom of the cliff. Ling Mo turned over in the air, faced the ground, and instantly threw out ice silk and hit the ground. Increase the internal force, driving the ice silk to rotate at the bottom of the cliff, like a whirlpool. Silver blade qi continued to gush out, surrounding the bottom of the cliff.

Ling Mo fell into it, stepping lightly on the ice silk for one step, two steps. Every landing place slows down, and then around you, you step on the cliff, turn around, and land at the bottom of the cliff.

Mo Chen slowed down the impact, followed by light work, and also fell to the bottom of the cliff, and the two of them were unscathed...

"Here?"

Mo Chen looked around, the gloomy and bleak sunlight shrouded the forest at the bottom of the cliff, and the silence was terrifying. The leaves here are not emerald green, but purple.

Ling Mo fell not far from Mochen. Seeing a black shadow slowly appearing on the ground, he sensed abnormality and looked up at the sky suddenly.

A large mass of black objects was shrouded over their heads. It's speeding towards the two of them. If you look closely, you can see that they are birds! They have white fur all over their bodies, but their eyes are purple.

Mo Chen stabbed at the birds around him with his sword, and Ling Mo also surrounded him with ice silk. The birds spread their paws towards them. Attack like a tiger and a wolf pounce on food.

"Poison on the paws. “

Because of their proximity, Ling Mo saw that each claw had venom, and it was done by people.

The two of them each held their weapons and swayed like clouds, and soon the surrounding flamingos were almost cleared. Mo Chen's big arm waved, and the last bird, splashed blood, fell down. It just so happened that he saw Ling Mo who was still fighting against the Flamingos on the other side.

Her veil?

Mo Chen saw that Ling Mo's veil was gone, thinking that it fell when he fell off the cliff just now. Slowly, Ling Mo cleared the birds around him, and inadvertently looked at Mo Chen.

In an instant, Mo Chen's pupils dilated, and he saw Ling Mo's face clearly.

"Brother Mochen, this is the purple banyan cake made by my mother, can you eat it?"

Xiao Qin Luo combed his cute hair, had a pair of black bright eyes, a beautiful nose, and was talking to himself with that cherry-like mouth.

Mo Chen recalled Qin Luo's appearance when he was thirteen years old. Goodbye to Ling Mo's face of a sunken fish and a goose. The demeanor between the two is very similar.

"Luo'er?" Mo Chen said the familiar name inadvertently.

His heart trembled, his eyes were smart, and he looked at Ling Mo without squinting.

Ling Mo threw out the ice silk and rushed towards him, but Mo Chen didn't even have the consciousness to hide.

Immediately after, a shrill bird call.

Mo Chen turned his head to look, and Ling Mo used ice silk to penetrate the neck of a row of birds. She saw that the bird was about to attack Mo Chen, but when she saw that he had no resistance, she used ice silk to save his life.

"This is not the time for distraction. Ling Mo teleported to him and reminded him not to be careless. But Mo Chen suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"I've finally found you, Luo'er!"

Qin Luo is the person Mo Chen has been looking for for ten years, he is the most important person to him, and he is the person he wants to spend his life protecting, he finally found it!

Kindness?

Ling Mo looked at his eyes, which were completely different from the eyes of the martial arts competition just now. At this time, the eyes were full of tenderness.

She had never heard the name before.

Ling Mo pulled his hand away and motioned for him to look up. Above the sky, those rows of birds were accumulating, preparing for a second wave of attacks.

"We've got to get rid of them. Ling Mo said calmly.

Mo Chen came back to his senses, and Ling Mo pointed to the depths of the forest. The two quickly fled.

In the depths of the forest, the boundless forest sea is densely layered. The sun is shining through, but the eerie atmosphere gradually deepens.

The two of them fled here, and it took some effort to get rid of the birds. They gasped slightly, stopped and rested for a while.

At this time, Ling Mo observed the surroundings and was surprised to see the strangely colored leaves.

Mo Chen looked at Ling Mo's cheeks intently.

The thirteen-year-old girl and now the twenty-three-year-old girl are ten years apart, and their appearance may change, but their demeanor will not change. And she and Aunt Su are also seven or eight points alike, there must be nothing wrong, she is Qin Luo.

Mo Chen quickly walked behind her and grabbed her arm. Ling Mo's alertness immediately increased, and he turned around and pulled out the ice silk towards this person. Mo Chen held a sword in a gear, and the ice silk was wrapped around it. Seeing this, he took advantage of the situation and pulled towards himself, and the distance between the two narrowed.

His eyes were tender and puzzled, "You don't know me?" “

Ling Mo realized that the veil on his face was gone, and he was even more confused when he heard Mo Chen's words.

From falling to the bottom of the cliff, how did this young master of Nancang become so strange.

She poured her internal force into the ice silk, and several frost flowers burst out from one end of her hand, heading straight for the Drawing Yuan Sword. Mo Chen instantly retracted and broke the link with the ice silk.

"I'm not Luo'er, and I don't know Luo'er, so I guess the young master of Nancang has recognized the wrong person. Ling Mo didn't want to say more, but this person was so entangled that he was very annoyed.

Mo Chen said anxiously, "No matter what has happened to you in the past ten years, you must be Qin Luo!"

"Qin Luo?" Ling Mo's face was puzzled.

Mo Chen approached him, his eyes firm, "You are Qin Yan's daughter!"

Qin Yan, the owner of the Soul Breaking Sword, Ling Mo was somewhat familiar with Qin Yan.

"You really don't know me, where have you been all these ten years?"

"Ten years?" Ling Mo sneered, "The young master of Nancang may be disappointed, I don't have any childhood memories anymore. “

"No?"

"The thing we need to face now is how to escape from this strange forest. "Ling Mo didn't want to delay it for too long.

"This is Phantom Lorin. Mo Chen saw that Ling Mo had no effect on him, and he was sad.

No memory? Why not?

"Every inch of soil, every tree, is full of venom. As long as you don't touch it, nothing will happen. Ling Mo didn't have time to take care of Mo Chen's mood, she just wanted to get out of here.

"That wasn't the case here. "Mo Chen sees things as people are not the scenery," this forest has become what it is today, which is nothing more than a 'love' word. “

Next to the Cangya Terrace, the disciples of Nancang gathered here. They carried bottles and cans with them and prepared to set off for Phantom Lorin to save Mo Shao.

"What is this Phantom Luolin?" Xie Nanyan wondered.

Feng Yanyang replied, "This Phantom Grove is a place full of poison, and the leaves on all the trees are purple, making it a gloomy forest. “

"There is still such a place in the Nancang Mountains, why hasn't anyone ever said about it?"

"Originally, there weren't. It's all because of the battle of the Fu River ten years ago..."

"Ahem. Beside him, Sun Yong coughed a few times and looked around, "You mention this matter here, and you are not afraid that the head of Nancang will turn his face." “

Feng Yanyang looked around to see where Mo Yefan was. When he found it, he pointed to one side. The head of Nancang is instructing Zou Li, the leader of the Xuanwu branch of Nancang, to go to Phantom Luolin.

"You see, it's so far away that you can't hear it. “

Sun Yong clasped his arms with both hands, "Aren't you worried about Mo Shao?"

"Mo Shao's light skills are all above the three of us, not to mention martial arts. This illusory Luo Lin is all highly poisonous, and Mo Shao's medical science is also very proficient. “

Xie Nanyan agreed, "Besides, you don't worry, how can we worry, before Shen, that extraordinary, handsome and dashing Mo Shao will appear in front of you." Go on, Pavilion Master Feng. “

Xie Nanyan couldn't help but listen to the story of the Phantom Luolin. Feng Yanyang motioned to Xie Nanyan, leaned closer to his ear, and whispered.

"Ten years ago, in the battle of Fuhe, the Qiuye Sect ravaged and killed the power sects, destroyed their secret books, and killed the disciples of various sects, and it was a bloody battle, Nancang gathered all forces to attack the Qiuye Sect, and under the leadership of Nancang Mo Yefan and Qin Yan, it took a month to let it be destroyed, but in that battle, Qin Yan died in battle. “

"I know this, a generation of heroes died at the hands of their compatriots, which is really sighing. “

But in the month of the war, Qin Yan's wife died of illness on Nancang Mountain, and then even their child disappeared, and this child, the people on Nancang Mountain have been looking for it for several years, and this family is gone. “

"Ahh

Feng Yanyang hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, signaled him to calm down, and continued to listen.

"You also know that Qin Yan's wife is Su Ruyi, a disciple of Yaoyu Valley, who is good at medicine, and there is another person in the valley who is good at poison scripture, his name is He Xiao.

The two were also famous back then, He Xiao was a master of drug production, he could kill people with poison, and he could also use poison to save people. He Xiaona has always admired Su Ruyi, but Su Ruyi and Qin Yan finally became husband and wife. But he knew that as long as the woman he loved was happy, it would be enough.

I saw them get married and have children in Nancang Mountain, and taught their daughters the medicine and poison scriptures. After that, He Xiao looked down on everything and prepared to go out for a trip. But a year later, He Xiao went to Nancang to look for Qin Yan and his wife again, and he knew that they had both died. And their only daughter is missing. Grief-stricken, he insisted that it was Mo's master's doing. “

"How come, head of Nancang?"

"It is said that at that time, the disciples of Nancang were choosing one of the four branch leaders to succeed Nancang. Qin Yan's voice was even higher, and he was also the leader of Canglong at that time. But because he died in battle, this head fell to the head of Mo, that is, the leader of Suzaku at that time.

Therefore, He Xiao insisted that it was Mo Zhang's doing, but he couldn't produce any evidence. “

Mo Chen looked around at the purple tree, took a deep breath and continued.

"Su Ruyi cultivated a crystal flower in the Phantom Grove in front of him. This flower can make people feel great, and many people want to get it.

But Su Ruyi has died of illness, and He Xiao is afraid that this flower will be taken away by my father. Here, the layers of poison are clothed. Since then, no one has dared to come near again, and slowly no one has mentioned it again. “

"Love?" Ling Mo looked at the woods.

"Don't you have anything to say?" Mo Chen saw that her face was expressionless, and she didn't care.

"Say what?"

"You don't have a problem with the story?"

"Why should I question it?"

"You've been there, you..."

Ling Mo saw his eyes, which were extremely eager to say something. But he is not Qin Luo, just a child picked up by his master, who has been on Qunyu Mountain since he was thirteen years old, and has gone down the mountain several times to complete the task.

Suddenly, there was a strange gust of wind. A dark shadow quickly rushed towards the two.