Mo Wunian's sword obviously shocked the entire Yan Kingdom, and those low-level demon cultivators and evil spirits around the Yan Kingdom hid themselves underground and didn't dare to come out for a long time.

In their opinion, this sword must have been slashed by a righteous path Yin Void Realm cultivator......

The rain continued to fall, and there was no point of stopping, and the roads were getting muddy. It's been a long time, and even the monks don't like this kind of weather.

Because all things have the characteristic of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, even monks are no exception.

......

Mo Wunian stood in the rain, letting the rain fall on him, the whole person was like a stone statue, and his eyes kept stopping in the direction of Zhao Guo.

The rain kept falling, and his heart had been very chaotic, even if he broke through the Dao Yuan Shen Realm, it didn't make him feel a little better, and the "premonition" for no reason was even stronger.

The person under the seal of Zhao Guo, he knew ......

In particular, the longer the seal was loosened, the more certain he became. It is even possible that with the relationship between them in their previous lives, he will also help him break through the seal.

Just as he had seen before on the miscellaneous books of the Outer Gate Library Pavilion of the Illusory Sky Sect, the history of the Zhao State Seal Incident had been rewritten.

Based on what he knew about that person, that person would never be a demonic monk.

But he could also feel that there were other breaths mixed in this seal, those breaths were familiar to him, this breath made him familiar and hateful, it belonged to the Divine Heir Clan!

It was the existence of these that would conceal the person's original aura and make him look no different from the Demon Dao Monk.

But...... If that's all it takes, it won't worry Mo Wunian about anything.

Instead, he vaguely felt that all this seemed to have been planned.

Someone deliberately broke the seal, and then attracted the big names of the various cultivation sects in Qingzhou to strengthen the seal......

Thinking of this, Mo Wunian suddenly thought of the disappearance of the female disciples of various sects in recent years, and now that the disciples of various sects have lost the protection of big people, those people like Wang Ge who are hiding in the shadows are more convenient to do.

Although he couldn't guess what their purpose was, he felt that he should be right to guess what they were going to do next.

Not surprisingly, there will be female disciples in each sect who have disappeared, or have already begun to disappear......

He also vaguely felt that this matter would definitely have something to do with the Divine Heirs, although it seemed to have nothing to do with it at the moment, but all his thoughts were stubbornly unable to avoid this node.

Because of the bypass, there are many contradictions in the whole thing!

For example, those people catch female disciples to make furnace dings, but they don't have to ...... Otherwise, all these movements will seem to take a lot of time.

Because of the method of "collecting yin and supplementing yang", the cultivation realm that can be improved is also limited.

But if it is connected to the heir clan, some doubts are much easier to explain. Or that person was imprisoned here by them, and it was a bureau set up here in the first place, but this bureau has been set up for hundreds of years, and it is a game within a game, just waiting for someone else to trigger it.

They came to reap the benefits.

Or, what Mo Wunian conjectures is not stubbornness, but blind conjectures that are not valid for any conditions.

He didn't want his conjecture to be true, because many of those things would be more difficult to understand and more confusing.

What is the purpose of the Divine Heirs setting up a game here? He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand it.

Just after trying to understand something, his heart should have been quiet and calm, but he felt that his heart was even more chaotic.

He gradually withdrew his gaze, glanced at Murong Xiu again, and after a long sigh, he said with a bit of seriousness on his face: "From now on, you will stay here, and you can't go anywhere!"

"Are you going to say all those polite things to me?" Murong Xiu's words were a little sarcastic, and he didn't understand why he said that.

"You can feel that way. Mo Wunian replied to her lightly.

But then she also felt that there was also a fierce sword intent in his body, which meant that if she dared to take a step out of here, he would fight to the death with her.

The long sword like a black stick had already appeared in his hand, and his delicate eyes were even more serious, and the whole person had lost his previous indifference.

She guessed that he should be worried about the changes in Qingzhou, but it wasn't like this, she felt that he was a little too radical.

He and her cultivation realm have not gone up, they are all small people, and they should not be carried by them when the sky falls in Qingzhou.

But she couldn't understand the idea that he wanted her to stay here.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I know that the sky in Qingzhou will change, but are you worried about me?"

She walked out of the Taoist temple, did not use water avoidance, and let the rain wet herself.

The three thousand green silks were wet and pasted on her face, making her look no longer a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and she has a little less ethereal aura. But like this, she also makes people less in awe and feels more beautiful, like a hibiscus out of the water.

Mo Wunian didn't speak, but used his spiritual power to conjure up a barrier to block her from the wind and rain.

"You like this, it's not the same as her. Under his influence, his "Ashu" has always been spotless, even if it is soaked in pure rain.

Because in her opinion, the rain is not necessarily pure.

"These polite words are fresh. Murong Xiu replied to him coldly, and the subtlety in her heart rose again, and she tried her best to suppress it.

But after ups and downs, her cold heart was finally occupied by this kind of mystery.

Hearing the answer that was somewhat different from before, the uneasiness in Mo Wunian's heart was dispelled a little, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to brush her hair that was disturbed by the rain: "If you like to listen to it, I will tell you about it later." ”。

He was in a trance again, thinking that she was his "Ah Xiu".

"Okay. Like a child, she reached out and straightened his hair.

She had a strange feeling again, as if she had done it many years ago, and she was not unfamiliar at all.

She suddenly said to him, "Is this a liking?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Wunian didn't understand what she meant at first, but he quickly understood and said, "Don't count." ”。

"It's all a lie. In her heart, the mystery was unprecedentedly intense, and it seemed that this mystery had always existed, but now it was awakened.

Even like a good wine that has been aged for many years, it becomes more and more mellow.

"I like it, but ...... I hate it too!" As if she had changed, she suddenly withdrew her hand again.

This feeling is very good, but it affects her cultivation a lot, so she hates it.

"You're more and more like her. If you were really her, I would help you get your memories back......" Mo Wunian paused, and then said, "Our memories." ”。

"Your appearance and speech are very similar to those 'talents' who coaxed women in mortal books!" Murong glanced at him seriously, and then walked back to the Taoist temple alone.

Since he said that he would not leave, then he would not leave, as long as he did not deal with the trivial matters of the so-called "Demon Removal and Guardian Path", he would practice everywhere.

Of course he knew what she meant by "talent".

Seeing her walk back, he used a spell to detain some rain water and make a mirror, and looked at his appearance carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, he said, "It's not much worse than in the previous life." ”。

"Mo Wunian, save me!" He was about to go back, but he heard someone calling him.

When he heard the word "me", he knew who was calling him.

I saw a dark-skinned teenager running hard in the muddy rain, earning Liu Dewang. Behind him, two monks of the Dao Realm flew in the sky, chasing him with spiritual weapons in their hands.

With just a brief glance, Mo Wunian could guess what was happening.

The cultivation aura of those two Dao Realm cultivators was a little scattered, they were not sect disciples, they should be loose cultivators.

At a time when the big figures of the Righteous Path Sect have no time to care about trivial matters, it is natural that no one will uphold any righteousness.

These two casual cultivators must have had some thoughts that should not have been raised when they saw Liu Dewang wearing the disciple clothes of the Phantom Sky Sect.

After all, a month's worth of spirit stones for the disciples of the great sect is enough for these casual cultivators to save up for a year and a half!

"Do you have to take care of this matter?"

"In this way, you and I will divide it equally. ”

The two casual cultivators saw that Mo Wunian's cultivation aura was not low, and seeing that he was not wearing the uniform of a disciple of the sect, they also regarded him as a casual cultivator.

Airplanes!

A black sword light flashed, and two arc-shaped blood lines were thrown out of the air.

The two Sanxiu looked at Mo Wunian with an incredulous and frightened expression on their faces.

The horror was understandable, because Mo Wunian's cultivation realm was already a small realm higher than them, but it was unbelievable that he was so fast that they didn't see anything.