When they were in the sect before, no one would tell Li Ling these things, or even if they knew, they wouldn't care at all, but would think that the old blacksmith's son was innocent.

Losing his life for a moment of greed, isn't this more than innocent?

But Mo Jue and Li Ling didn't think so, because they had seen too few things, and too little experience caused them to involuntarily blame themselves for their mistakes.

Just like the current Li Ling, he made the same choice as Mo Jue: he bowed to the old blacksmith, and then sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, uncle, I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

This time, the old blacksmith was helpless, and hurriedly said, "Little girl, what are you doing here? Besides, it's been so long, and I've seen it. ”

The old blacksmith was as free and easy as ever, but Li Ling couldn't say anything for a while.

And Mo Jue, who was standing outside the door, also noticed something unusual at this moment, several nearby shops suddenly closed their doors, and after a while, he saw the scary man with his bags and his family walking towards the city gate.

If it was just one or two families, Mo Jue didn't think there was anything, but it didn't take long for Mo Jue to have no shops that were still open in his eyes, which meant that something was wrong.

"Big brother, what are you doing standing here?"

A childish voice sounded from the side, and Mo Jue turned around to look, only to see Xiao Xuan, who was supposed to be in the private school, looking at him curiously.

"Xiao Xuan, aren't you going to a private school, why did you come back?"

Mo Jue asked suspiciously, it stands to reason that if there are no special circumstances in the private schools in the city, they will not let you go home early, and you will have to sleep in class.

As soon as Mo Jue said this, Xiao Xuan reacted, and before he could say anything, he hurriedly ran into the blacksmith shop.

The former was stunned for a moment before hurriedly following in, trying to figure out what was going on.

Because he came in relatively late, Mo Jue didn't hear what Xiao Xuan and the old blacksmith said, and the latter said to the two with a solemn face after listening: "I'm afraid I can't entertain the two of you anymore at this moment, I'm very sorry." ”

Then he took Xiao Xuan into the backyard, leaving only a confused Mo Jue and a slightly depressed Li Ling.

"Hey, playing with knives, what's going on?"

Unlike Mo Jue, Li Ling has been staying in the house, so she must know what Xiao Xuan said.

It's just that the latter didn't pay attention to Mo Jue's questions at all, and walked out with his head down.

Even if Mo Jue was sluggish, he also discovered that Li Ling was wrong at this moment, compared to his usual appearance, it was as if he was not the same person.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Jue understood why the other party became like this, I'm afraid it was exactly the same problem he encountered last night.

"Uncle, I'll go first!"

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Jue shouted in the direction of the backyard, and then caught up with Li Ling's footsteps.

The streets were very different from what Mo Jue had seen before, almost all the shops in sight were closed, and the stalls that had been located on both sides of the street were gone.

Obviously, it was still full of people before, but at this moment it was empty, and the whole street seemed a little bleak, Li Ling walked on it depressedly, not noticing the surrounding scene at all.

Mo Jue walked up to Li Ling's side and shouted loudly, "Playing with knives, wake up!"

Hearing this, Li Ling glanced at Mo Jue and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Normally, if Mo Jue talked to her like this, the two would have to quarrel the next moment, but this time Li Ling unexpectedly did not retort back as Mo Jue expected, but replied relatively calmly.

Mo Jue's brows furrowed deeply at this moment, and he understood that the other party was only afraid that he would not be able to ease up for a while, so he could only comfort him: "Actually, this matter has nothing to do with us, you don't have to think about it so much." ”

The other party was just struggling with the matter of the meditation tree, thinking that the death of the old blacksmith's son was inseparable from her, and Mo Jue also understood this feeling, after all, if it wasn't for Xiao Xuan to unravel him, Mo Jue would still be entangled at the moment.

But Mo Jue's words seemed to touch Li Ling's tense nerves, and the next moment she turned around and yelled at Mo Jue: "What do you know? If you don't understand anything, just say there, the meditation trees on the periphery of the Demon Forest are all collected by my senior brothers, how can it be okay!"

At this moment, Mo Jue knew that he had thought wrong, and he was stunned all of a sudden.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to say something more, he found that Li Ling had already run away.

"Well, forget it..."

Mo Jue can only say this, in this case, no matter what you say, it will be useless, and you can only rely on Li Ling to figure it out by himself.

Not long after, Mo Jue came to the deacon hall of the Cloud Sword Sect.

No matter what happened in the city, Mo Jue believed that Fang Ce must have known.

But after some inquiry, Mo Jue suddenly found that no one knew Fang Ce's whereabouts, generally speaking, this kind of more important deacon hall would be controlled by three formal disciples, and now that the three official disciples were missing, Mo Jue could only retreat and ask the others who remained in the deacon hall.

Just when Mo Jue was thinking this, he happened to meet a man wearing a red cloud robe, Mo Jue hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "This senior brother, wait a minute, may I ask what is happening in this city, why are many merchants closed?"

The latter was blocked from his way, and his face was a little unhappy, but after seeing Mo Jue's face clearly, he hurriedly said in fear: "Outer deacon disciple, Cui Ding has seen Senior Brother Mo Jue. I have offended a lot, and I hope my brother will forgive me. ”

Although Mo Jue rarely appeared in this deacon hall, Cui Ding naturally saw the scene where Fang Ce took him around to purchase that day.

Later, I don't know how it spread, but the person in front of me was actually a personal legend of Yifeng, and he didn't dare to offend this person with Cui Ding's two guts.

Facing the title of Senior Brother, Mo Jue was obviously a little uncomfortable, but he had also heard Fang Ce say that the outer disciples had to be honored in the face of them, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Seeing that Mo Jue didn't seem to blame him, Cui Ding hurriedly explained: "Senior brother, you may not know that the residents of this city are all going to leave the city before tomorrow, and the notice was just sent in the morning. ”

The former understood after a little thought that this move was just to try to protect the safety of these people before the demon clan came.

[It's just that there's no need to act like this, isn't the city surrounded by formations?]

A doubt rose from Mo Jue's heart, it stands to reason that the city is wrapped in a large array, and there is no need to be afraid.

But judging by the other party's expression, it doesn't look like a fake, can it be said that the demon clan rebellion is so terrifying? Even the big array may be destroyed in one fell swoop.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was possible, otherwise it would not be that every time the demon clan rioted, the Cloud Sword Sect would have killed and injured so many disciples.

"Uh... If the senior brother has nothing else to do, and the junior brother still has important things to do, he will leave first. ”

Seeing that Mo Jue was silent for a long time, Cui Ding hurriedly said goodbye.

He had heard what other deacon seniors had said, there was nothing to provoke the official disciples, otherwise no one would know about it.

Here we have to talk about the composition of the outer deacons, generally speaking, these disciples are selected from the ordinary martial arts, and do not belong to the deacon peak, so when a deacon like Cui Ding faces the official disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect, he will have a feeling of natural inferiority, and it is rumored that they will stay away from the formal disciples.

Cui Ding didn't wait for Mo Jue to respond, and left in a hurry, for fear that Mo Jue would do something to him if he took a step slower.

Mo Jue scratched his head depressedly: "How do you feel like he's afraid of me..."

Coming out of the deacon's hall, Mo Jue searched for a long time before he found a place to settle down in the south of the city.

Most of the inns in the city are closed, and it seems that they will not come back until after the demon rebellion, so Mo Jue can only find a restaurant with a lot of people as a place to stay.

In fact, there was still a room in the deacon's hall for Mo Jue to rest, but Mo Jue didn't know, and Cui Ding naturally didn't tell him because he was afraid in his heart.

Finally settled down, Mo Jue found a random table in the lobby and sat down, and it didn't take long for Xiao Er to come up and ask, "How many people are objective?"

In fact, after the transformation of the mortal realm, the monks need to eat less and less, and even in the end, they don't even need to eat, as long as they have aura, they will not feel hungry, which is commonly known as 'Bigu'.

Mo Jue also knew things, and he could clearly feel that he rarely felt hungry anymore, but he still couldn't quit his desire to speak, because he felt that if a person could live without eating for the rest of his life, it would seem a little unhuman.

"Serve me the best pot of wine, and you can watch the food. The rest is yours. ”

As he spoke, Mo Jue put his hand into his arms and took out a piece of gold from the storage ring and handed it to Xiao Er.

The latter took the gold, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and then excitedly replied, "Good!"

Watching Xiao Er run away in a hurry, Mo Jue finally understood why those heroes in the storyteller's mouth would do this, because it was cool!

In Yangliu Town, Mo Jue often mingled with those storytellers, and it can be said that he knew a lot of things from the storytellers, but whenever those people told the stories of these martial arts heroes, Mo Jue would deliberately put on a look of lack of interest.

Because Mo Jue knew that as long as he put on this expression, the other party would smile awkwardly, and then change the story to the kind that Mo Jue liked to hear.

Thinking about it, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Mo Jue's mouth.

As he spent more and more time away from his hometown, Mo Jue wanted to go back and see more.

There were some big and three thick men sitting around, bragging about what they had done in their youth, and when they were in the mood, they would pick up the flask on the table and drink it all, and then the man would enjoy the applause and laughter all around him.

Only Mo Jue sat there quietly reminiscing about the past, looking out of place.

"Yo, what a beautiful chick, come and drink with your brother?"

"It's just that it's just how unhappy it is to drink alone..."

At this moment, a few drunken voices not far behind Mo Jue caught his attention, and Mo Jue looked back and saw several drunk men around a table in the corner, talking about something non-stop.

Looking more closely, Mo couldn't help but gasp.

But I saw that the men were surrounded by no one else, it was Li Ling, who had disappeared not long ago.

At this moment, Li Lingqiao's face was slightly red, and Shui Lingling's eyes were still a little hazy drunk, adding a bit of weakness, her appearance was originally extremely beautiful, no wonder those men were like this.

But Mo Jue didn't pay attention to this, but Li Ling's hand had already touched the blade on his waist at this moment, and he was afraid that the next moment would be blood splashed five steps.

Seeing this, the former hurriedly rushed forward to hold Li Ling's hand, and said, "Why did you come here?"

At the same time, Mo Jue's heart was also secretly relieved, and he finally stopped before the other party broke out and hurt people.

But the men were not happy, and shouted, "Who are you, boy? First come, first served... What is the truth?"

The man shook as he spoke, as if he would fall to the ground the next moment.

As soon as he said this, the other few people all stared at Mo Jue with unkind faces.

The latter thought for a while, smiled slightly and said, "Forgive me, big brothers, this is the wife below." I had a fight with Zai Xia not long ago, and then I ran out. ”