In the Wei Valley, Mo Jun Qian was concentrating on dealing with the demonic beasts, and he didn't know that there were four people silently peeping at him in the distance.

It took some effort to repel the demonic beast, and the demonic beast was only a low-level demonic beast, and the spiritual power was not very strong, but it also took a lot of time, and it was already dark when he saw that the sky was already dark.

The female cultivator who snatched the Heavenly Dome Grass with Mo Junqian before was long gone, and he didn't pay attention to it, meditating on the ground for a while, preparing to leave this place.

As soon as she stood up, the female cultivator from before appeared out of nowhere again, and said lightly to Mo Junqian: "I see that you are good, why don't we cooperate, and we will get twice the result with half the effort if we obtain the Heavenly Dome Grass." ”

Mo Junqian looked at her and was a little funny: "What do you have that is worthy of my cooperation with you?"

I didn't see you contributing to fighting Warcraft before, but now I run out to say that I am cooperating, and it looks like I have bad intentions.

The female cultivator didn't care either, and then said: "With your own strength, even if you have the ability to repel the demonic beasts, it will take a lot of effort, it is impossible to get enough Heavenly Dome Grass in such a short period of three days, if you and I join forces, it will save a lot of time, and," the female cultivator came closer and said: "I am the Wood Spirit Root, and I can pass through the meaning of the forest, and it is very convenient to act in this great Wei Valley." ”

Seeing that Mo Junqian was a little hesitant, the female cultivator added fire again: "You have to think clearly, trials are not gambling, if you lose this time, the next time will be five years later." ”

Mo Junqian glanced at her, his gaze was deep: "You just want me to help you escort, right?"

The nun was noncommittal.

Mo Jun thought for a moment, but agreed.

He doesn't want to lose, and he can't lose.

The two walked side by side, without saying anything all the way, or the female cultivator spoke first to report to her home: "My name is Lingyin, a native of Huangzhou." ”

"Mo Junqian. An indifferent voice came.

"Mo Jun Qian...... The surname is Mo ......" The female cultivator chewed on the surname Mo repeatedly, and her expression was thoughtful.

After walking for half an hour, she cut a few poisonous snakes and repelled a few demonic beasts along the way, but she received a lot of goods, and Lingyin's wood spirit root was really as strange as she said.

In the second half of the night, the two of them had not eaten for a day, and they were both a little hungry, so they caught a rabbit and made a fire to roast it on a branch.

The firelight reflected Mo Junqian's handsome face, and the expression of the hare, who was engrossed in roasting the hare, was less cold than usual, Lingyin looked at the side face, his eyes flickered because of the beating of the firelight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A group of people walked in the distance, as if attracted by the firelight. Mo Junqian looked up, it was him again?

Han Jinliang obviously didn't expect the two of them to be so fateful and meet again, but he didn't stop, and still walked up to say hello.

"Childe, you and I are really fateful, and we met again. He also noticed the spiritual sound next to him, and arched his hand: "The girl is polite, in Xia Han Jinliang, are you with this son?"

Lingyin nodded slightly, in response.

Han Jinliang smiled: "Why didn't my Dao Gongzi join me before, I had a partner earlier, it's a pity that I didn't take a step earlier and missed a good partner." ”

This is said at a high level, and the smile is also modest and polite, and there is no embarrassment and resentment of being rejected before, and those who don't know really think that this is the case, and even Mo Junqian is impressed by his high emotional intelligence.

After Han Jinliang unilaterally finished talking about the old days, he and a group of people behind him set up camp next to him, each resting, someone caught game, someone was responsible for lighting the fire, everyone walked for a day, tired and hungry, and didn't even have the strength to speak, and the atmosphere was quiet for a while.

In front of a group of strangers, Mo Junqian couldn't sleep, at most he closed his eyes and recuperated, and his spiritual sense was awake all the time.

Gradually, even the sound of the fire disappeared, Mo Junqian opened his eyes, and saw that Lingyin and Han Jinliang were asleep, maybe they were too tired, or they lacked experience in the rivers and lakes, and everyone was defenseless.

Mo Junqian put his own bag and the bag containing the Heavenly Dome Grass into his arms, clasped his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes again.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Mo Junqian opened his eyes suddenly, looked around vigilantly, and after finding nothing, he relaxed again and took a deep breath.

The fog in the early morning has not yet dissipated, and it is a little hazy in the distance, and the dawn is slightly dewed, with desertion.

Mo Junqian was immersed in this desertion, and he didn't know who he remembered, his eyes became deep, and the indifference at the bottom of his eyes melted a little.

It's a pity that someone didn't know how to be interested, and a shout woke everyone up.

"Who is it!Who stole my Heavenly Dome Grass!" A plainly dressed and plain-looking male cultivator suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly, pointing at a few people next to him.

"Which of you stole my Sky Dome Grass! Tell me, isn't it you!" he blushed, his hands pointing wildly, and finally he grabbed one of them by the collar and pulled him up.

The man was still asleep, and was awakened by this mentions, and instantly became angry, pushed the other party away, and scolded angrily: "You are insane, who stole your things!"

The male cultivator was pushed and staggered, took a few steps back, and rushed forward to fight with the man, shouting: "You are the closest to me, you told me to take care of the Heavenly Dome Grass last night, you saw me put them in your arms, but this morning it was gone, who else could it be if you didn't steal it!"

Seeing that the two of them scuffled together, and even used their spiritual power to attack each other, no one around stepped forward to dissuade them, and they were all checking whether their things had been stolen, and there was a little more vigilance in their eyes.

Mo Junqian looked around and found that Han Jinliang was not there.

Lingyin was woken up, opened her sleepy eyes and rubbed them, scolded a few words in a low voice, slowly got up to clean up herself, and asked while cleaning up, "What's wrong over there?"

Mo Junqian lowered his head to arrange his robe, but did not look up: "Someone has stolen something." ”

Lingyin pouted: "It's really a place of right and wrong, it's better for us to leave early, so as not to get angry." ”

As soon as the words fell, someone over there said in a strange manner: "The two of you are in such a hurry to leave, didn't you do something wrong, and there is a ghost in your heart?"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings fell silent, and the two people who were still beating suddenly stopped.

Mo Junqian didn't want to mess with them unreasonably, but Lingyin didn't want to be wronged for no reason, so he shouted: "What do you mean by this? Could it be that you stole that brother's things and planted the blame on us? Then your level of blame is not very good, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are so many of you, if we make a little movement, it is impossible for no one to hear, let alone steal things, it is more practical to get the moon first near the water!"

Lingyin ran her fingers around her hair and smiled slyly: "It's only strange that you sleep like a dead pig, and you can't even look at your own things, it's really stupid!"

The man's face was red and his neck was thick because of the sharp spiritual sound, and he gasped for breath, but he didn't hold back a word.

At this time, Han Jinliang came back from a distance, and was still a little confused when he saw this situation: "What's wrong?"

As soon as he saw that the person in charge had returned, the male cultivator who had been stolen immediately ran to Han Jinliang and cried to him: "Master Han, my Heavenly Dome Grass has been stolen, and not a single one of them is gone! It must be him, it was he who stole my Heavenly Dome Grass! You must help me!"

Han Jinliang looked at a big man pulling him with a handful of snot and tears and begging him for help, his face was also a little unpleasant, and he immediately said: "Since you think he stole your things, do you have any evidence?"

The male cultivator was crying and spoke vaguely: "I...... I just woke up in the morning and found that something was missing and it ...... It was still in my arms last night, and he told me to take care of the Sky Dome Grass last night, and he also watched me put it in his arms, how could it not be that he stole it!"

The person he had always suspected couldn't help but burst into foul language, and almost pounced on him again, but fortunately he was stopped by the person next to him, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu is really bad for eight lifetimes! I knew that I shouldn't have reminded you yesterday, it was really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and I don't know the hearts of good people!"

Han Jinliang couldn't stand it, and his tone was a little cold: "Since you don't have evidence, it's a false accusation, how can you let me help you?"

The male cultivator saw that even Han Jinliang refused to help him, so he blurted out in a hurry: "I have no evidence, so what if he stole it? What if the thing is on him? No, I will search his body!"

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and the suspicious male cultivator's eyes widened, his fists clenched, his muscles bulged, and he gritted his teeth and looked at him, almost pounced on him and bit him.

Han Jinliang's expression became serious, and he said to him: "You have to think clearly, in case something is not taken by someone else, you will be responsible for your actions." ”

The male cultivator was obviously convinced of his own thoughts, and he must be searched.

Han Jinliang was a lobbyist, and he persuaded the suspected male cultivator, and it took him a long time to move people.

The brocade bag on his body and the cloth bag containing the Heavenly Dome Grass were taken out one by one and placed on the ground, and the male cultivator threw himself on the ground and pulled it with both hands, muttering in his mouth: "Impossible...... It is impossible not to have ...... It couldn't be ......."

There are very few things, you can count them at a glance, and everyone present knows it, but the male cultivator still carefully checks them one by one, and does not let go of a single detail.

In the end, the inspection did not find the Heavenly Dome Grass, and the male cultivator sat on the ground in a trance, looking incredulous.

Han Jinliang looked at him distracted, without any sympathy, and his tone was cold: "This friend, people really didn't steal your things, maybe you forgot where you put them, look for them again." As I said earlier, you are responsible for your actions, with all due respect, you can't stay with us anymore, please leave as soon as possible. ”

The male cultivator still sat still, not responding at all.

Han Jinliang didn't care about him, turned his head and beckoned the rest of the people to prepare to leave, nodded goodbye to Mo Junqian and the others, and turned around and left with the people.

After watching a farce, Mo Junqian and Lingyin glanced at each other and didn't say anything.

Lingyin looked at the person who was sitting on the ground and lost his mind, a little sympathetic, turned his head to Mo Junqian and said, "Why don't we help him?"

Mo Junqian shook his head: "You can help him once, but you can't help him for a lifetime, this kind of person with a fragile heart, even if he gets enough Heavenly Dome Grass, Qingyun Sect will not want it." ”

Lingyin nodded: "Yes, then forget it." But you seem to know a lot about the Qingyun Sect?"

Mo Junqian: "Naturally, Qingyun Sect is the first sect in the mainland, and everyone yearns for it. ”

It's just not as rich as you think.