"Mo Zhuoyu, you should quickly take out the things that the real person wants, so as not to humiliate yourself. ”

Xiao Huai, who was standing on the side, unexpectedly walked behind the visitor. raised his eyebrows, and seemed to persuade Mo Zhuoyu.

"Senior Brother Xiao, what's going on?" Zhang Zhangmen stood beside him confused, not figuring out what the situation was now. But now there is no one to answer his questions.

Mo Zhuoyu finally understood that today was a Hongmen banquet specially set up for himself.

Seeing Xiao Huai's actions, she seemed to understand who was behind the several attacks and killings she encountered when she was in the sect.

However, why did this Jindan monk say that someone from Mojia Village had already looked for him? Who could it be, she didn't remember that anyone in her village had also entered the Immortal Gate!

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my heart one by one, and the person in front of me seemed to be impatient to wait.

I saw that as soon as his hand was raised, a sword light emitted and attacked Mo Zhuoyu directly.

The coercion of Brother Jin Dan made Mo Zhuoyu completely unable to move. Seeing the sword light gradually approaching, a little bead of sweat oozed from the tip of Mo Zhuoyu's nose. The spiritual power of the whole body kept running, trying to break through the coercion and dodge this fatal blow.

However, the gap between the Jindan monks and the Zhuji monks was too huge, and all of Mo Zhuoyu's struggles were in vain. I could only watch as the sword light got closer and closer.

"Bell"

A metal crash sounded in front of Mo Zhuoyu before he was stabbed.

I saw a refining mountain ding, under the light of the sword, cracking inch by inch. Zhang, who suddenly blocked in front of Mo Zhuoyu, spat blood from his mouth, and his body became rickety in an instant.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is, below is Mo Zhuoyu's sect elder. If you have something, you can discuss it with you first, why bother to make a killing move. Zhang Zhang, blocking Mo Zhuoyu, who was in a hurry behind him, endured his injury and said slowly.

The person who came obviously did not take a monk who had built a perfect foundation in his eyes, and sneered, "What are you, and you dare to meddle in the affairs of this seat." He has spent more than twenty years in order to find the whereabouts of the Phantom Heart Ring. Now that the deadline given by the Lord has passed, he is still out of the way, and he can't afford to waste a single bit of time.

Seeing Zhang's head blocking in front of him, with a wave of his long sleeves, a majestic spiritual power surged towards Mo Zhuoyu and the others.

Mo Zhuoyu and Zhang Zhangmen were all knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem, master, this is my personal grudge, and it has nothing to do with the sect. You don't get involved anymore. Mo Zhuoyu coughed, spit out the blood in his chest, and whispered to Zhang Zhangmen, who fell in front of him.

Zhang Zhangmen shook his head, raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly, "Although I am not talented, I can't do anything to leave my disciples and run for my life alone." Besides, you are now the hope of my entire Lushan faction, and I will protect you from today even if I fight to the death. ”

Mo Zhuoyu's heart was shocked, although he had been in the Lushan faction for more than 20 years, Mo Zhuoyu had always only regarded it as a place for himself to study. Although I also have feelings, I never thought that there would be people who were willing to protect themselves with their lives.

But the reality is that the master Huang He is the first to find his own news, and then he is the master. Although there are villains like Xiao Huai, Mo Zhuoyu feels that the Lushan Sect is really his second home in this Lingyun Continent.

Seeing that the two of them were approaching, Mo Zhuoyu was thinking about the strategy of the enemy, and at the same time delayed time with words. 520

"Stop, I can give you something, but you have to spare my life. Mo Zhuoyu shouted.

The people who came didn't hear it, and as they approached, they smiled slowly, "Do you think you have the qualifications to talk about conditions?" Let you take it out obediently, but this seat doesn't want to dirty your hands, and it's really a price!"

Seeing that the person who came was only a stone's throw away, the long sword in his hand fell on top of his head, but Mo Zhuoyu was helpless. She had just come out of the Hun Spirit Tower, and now all the spiritual objects on her body for refining the formation had been exhausted, and the ready-made array disks had also been used up.

At this moment, Mo Zhuoyu realized that in front of the object who wanted revenge, he had no power to fight back.

This is Brother Jindan!

Looking at the sword that fell to the tip of his nose, Mo Zhuoyu said hatefully, "Aren't you afraid of killing me, will you look for another twenty years?"

The scene of 20 years ago is vivid, and there is great hatred in the hearts of the people. It was because he was too confident at that time that he killed the insider with a sword, and he ended up in the next twenty years, looking for a career in exile. But fortunately, this time I came prepared.

The visitor sneered and mocked, "Oh, that's what you're relying on." As he spoke, the sword in his hand gently slashed across Mo Zhuoyu's face, "Then I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, you and I know very well where the things are." There is no need to play tricks and delay time. ”

Mo Zhuoyu saw that this would not work, so he could only change the topic, "Okay, something for you, you can answer my doubts." ”

The phantom heart bell in the storage bag suddenly appeared in Mo Zhuoyu's hand. Looking at the blazing gaze of the visitor, Mo Zhuoyu suddenly rolled up his fingers and held the phantom heart bell firmly.

"Who is the person from Mojia Village you just mentioned?" Looking at the person who squatted down in front of him, Mo Zhuoyu looked directly at his gaze and said word by word.

"Oh, that's it, so it doesn't hurt to tell you. The man got up, withdrew his gaze, and threw something out of his hand. He said lightly, "Well, it's here, I don't know who it is." I was going to make some tea with his ashes, but now that you ask, I'll give it to you. ”

A blue-gray wooden bottle rolled to Mo Zhuoyu's feet with a gurgling face.

"This man was annoying, but his bottle was very distinctive, so I kept it. It's quite suitable for his ashes. "A lazy voice, with a sense of humor. For this person who ran out halfway to find trouble, he no longer disliked it in his heart, thanks to his dedication of spiritual power, otherwise he would still be only in the early stage of Jindan.

However, at this time, apparently no one knew what he was thinking.

The eyes of Mo Zhuoyu and Zhang Zhangmen instantly gathered on the wooden bottle. Because of this wooden bottle, both of them are too familiar. When Mo Zhuoyu lived on Qingfeng Mountain, he often saw things made in the same way. Even a few of her storage bags are left.

"Senior Brother Huang?!" Zhang Zhangmen didn't understand how the people in his own sect had a grudge with this Jindan monk one after another.

"Master, how could it be!" Mo Zhuoyu was even more surprised, how could it be Master Huang He. Didn't he go to find himself? how could he have a relationship with this person, and how could he ......

"Mojia Village, is the master also from Mojia Village?" Mo Zhuoyu suddenly thought of what the person had just said.

Zhangmen was still immersed in this series of blows, and shook his head slightly when he heard this, "Ah, Mojia Village? I haven't heard of it! I only remember that his parents died when he was a child, and he was raised by his uncle and aunt. It's probably a small village. ”

Mo Zhuoyu thought of the rumors he heard when he was a child. It seems that there is a family that swears that it has an immortal relative. But at that time, everyone in the whole village had such legendary immortal relatives, and no one took anyone's words seriously. That kid has fought a few fights with people for this, and Mo Zhuoyu was more impressed by this.

Could it be that the master really has any relationship with Mojia Village?