As soon as the words fell, Long Haotian looked at the molten slurry in front of him that was emitting an abnormally high temperature, and finally looked back at Mo Wenxue, who had not woken up yet, and said softly: "Goodbye, ask Xue, take care!"

Until this time, Long Hao didn't hesitate for half a minute and jumped down.

Soon, as the magma devoured his hair, there was no longer Long Haotian in the Ten Thousand Swords Cave.

Looking at Long Haotian's resolute back, the old man behind the stone platform nodded, until this moment, on the stone platform, the black curtain of the four sides fell, and the figure that was blocked behind the curtain and had been communicating with Long Haotian was also revealed at this time.

Although his first impression was that he was very sloppy and his clothes were already tattered, a closer look could still tell his appearance.

Crane hair and childish face!

I saw that he was wearing a sapphire blue satin brocade python robe, with an ice blue geometric belt tied around his waist, a trace of white hair, and eyes like torches under his eyebrows.

Looking at the unconscious Mo Wenxue, there was also a hint of worry in the old man's expression.

"Could it be that this seat has lost its eyes... No, there is absolutely nothing wrong, but why did this little girl wake up for a long time? ”

Thinking of this, the old man was not idle, with a slight touch of his left hand, a subtle divine sense left the body again, followed Mo Wenxue's forehead, and penetrated into her body.

Through the examination of his divine sense, the old man was also understanding Mo Wenxue's current physical condition.

"The spiritual veins have recovered, the external injuries have healed, even the spiritual sea is very calm, the spiritual power is abundant, the vitality has no longer faded, it stands to reason that it should have woken up a long time ago, but now, why is it still delayed!

At this moment, Mo Wenxue, who was still unconscious, suddenly coughed slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.

But when Mo Wenxue opened her eyes, she saw it at first glance, but it was not Long Haotian who should have appeared, but a bad old man with messy hair, stains on his face, and tattered clothes on his body.

And Mo Wenxue also instinctively stood up, dodged to the side, and after retreating a distance of about three or four meters, he stared at this strange old man cautiously and asked, "Who are you?" Haotian, what did you do to him?"

Seeing that Mo Wenxue had just woken up, and the action was so big, the old man was also afraid that she would have any more problems, so he was very worried and said: "Little girl, you sit down first, don't worry, the old man has no malicious intentions, as for the little slippery head, the talent is so good, the old man can't give up his death." ”

After hearing the other party's words and the fact that there was no malice in his expression, Mo Wenxue relaxed her vigilance a little and asked in a suspicious tone, "Then you say, where did Haotian go?"

The old man shook his head and said helplessly: "Don't worry, the place he went to is not a place that many spiritual cultivators dream of, and you only need to do one thing now, that is, don't move, take care of your injuries!"

"Why should I trust you?"

Seeing that Mo Wenxue was still suspicious of himself, the old man let out a long sigh helplessly, then slowly raised his head, his eyes were on Mo Wenxue's body, and slowly squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Just because my surname is Mo, you don't ask Xue Mo!"

I have to say that the old man's words made Mo Wenxue a little overwhelmed, he looked at the tattered old man in front of him, and only replied for a long time: "You, what do you mean by this." ”

"We are family. The old man surnamed Mo suddenly said this, perhaps because he was afraid that Mo Wenxue would not understand what he meant, and the old man surnamed Mo explained: "We have the same blood in our bodies, and you can also be said to be the descendant of the old man." ”

"What?" Hearing the old man's words, Mo Wenxue was very surprised at first, but after thinking about it, she replied with a smile: "You old man is really strange, if you want to make me believe you, just use another reason, why use this reason?"

The old man didn't speak, just silently passed by Mo Wenxue's side, walked behind her, and then turned around and continued: "A million years ago, I came here, but by accident, I was trapped by the mechanism in this Ten Thousand Sword Cave, and this trap is a million years. ”

Mo Wenxue watched the old man surnamed Mo every move very intently, but no matter what she was doing, the old man surnamed Mo was still telling his own story.

"After being trapped here, I originally thought that I would be able to go out and see my family alive in three or five years at most, but I didn't expect that this trap would be a full hundred years. ”

Speaking of this, the old man turned his head, looked at Mo Wenxue, and said very excitedly: "But fortunately, I waited for you, kid, do you know? ”

The old man's words, I have to say, did move Mo Wenxue, because no matter how he observed, she couldn't see any flaws in what the other party said.

But the most important point is that with the strength of the other party, if you really want to hurt yourself, there is no need to do this, of course, it is not ruled out that the other party just wants to play with himself.

So, after thinking about it in his heart, Mo Wenxue looked at the old man directly, and asked: "You say that you are my ancestor, then I ask you a question, if you can answer it, I will admit your identity, but if you can't answer it, don't blame this girl for turning her face and being ruthless." ”

"Okay, you ask, as long as the old man knows, he will tell you everything. ”

"This girl asks you, what is your son's name?"

In fact, Mo Wenxue originally planned to ask the other party's name directly, but she was afraid that the other party was really her ancestor, and it would be a big disrespect to speak bluntly about the ancestor's name.

But when he heard this question, the old man shook his head very straightforwardly: "I can't answer you this question, because I don't know either." ”

"Then you are exposed, you are lying, who are you, and why are you pretending to be my ancestor. At this time, Mo Wenxue was already with a long sword in his hand, pointing straight at the other party.

But despite this, the old man was not angry, but said: "I didn't lie to you, because the year I left home, Ziying was only four months pregnant with him, and at that time, I didn't expect that I would never return, so I didn't have time to name him." ”

"Wait, what are you talking about?

"I said I didn't have time to name him. ”

"No, it's not this sentence, your lover, she, what's her name?" The old man surnamed Mo was halfway through what he said just now, and when the name Ziying appeared in Mo Wenxue's brain, the memories of his childhood were also clear in Mo Wenxue's mind.

Seeing that Mo Wenxue's expression was suddenly so abnormal, although the old man was also a little puzzled, he still replied: "Ziying, her name is Ziying." ”

"What's the last name?"

"Her surname is Chu, and her name is Chu Ziying!"

"What about you, what's your name?" At this moment, Mo Wenxue had no taboos in her heart, and asked the old man directly.

After hearing Mo ask Xue this question, the old man surnamed Mo hesitated for a while before he spoke slowly and said, "Mo Yan, the old man's name is Mo Yan." ”

"That's right, that's right, that's right!"

At this time, Mo Wenxue had already withdrawn her long sword, and her eyes when she looked at the old man were no longer as vigilant as before, and what she treated was full of respect.

Because one day in her childhood, Mo Wenxue had heard Aunt Mo intentionally or unintentionally mention the name of the ancestor of the Mo family.

The Mo family is different from other families in that the founder of the Mo family is a woman, but although she is a woman, the Mo family, no matter who it is, has great respect for their ancestor.

She supported the entire Mo family with the power of one person, and she was also the one who laid the foundation for the glory of the Mo family.

Because of this, her name has also been placed at the top of the Mo family ancestral hall, Chu Ziying, it is these simple three words, but it is the soul of the Mo family's pride!

After her death, her son Mo Siyan took over the entire Mo family in his place.

Mo Wenxue still remembers that when she was a child, she asked Aunt Mo, why did she have such a name?

Aunt Mo told herself that because Ancestor Ziying had been thinking about her lover, the negative person who left home and never returned.

And the name of that negative person is - Mo Yan!

Listening to these words, it came out of Mo Wenxue's mouth. Mo Yan's tears, which had not been seen for a long time, also fell uncontrollably.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, especially an old man like him, who is already in his twilight years, and he doesn't have too many tears.

But at this moment, Mo Yan has long lost the domineering and stern aura he had when he faced Long Haotian before, and instead he is like a child who has made a mistake.

It's just that this kid is a little older.

Looking at Ancestor Mo Yan who was crying like this, Mo Wenxue didn't know how to comfort him.

But later, Mo Wenxue thought about it and decided not to comfort the ancestor anymore, after all, he had endured these emotions for a full 1 million years, and maybe now, it was time to release it.

It was probably a long time before Mo Yan slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and cheeks with his shriveled palm.

Turning around, he looked at Mo Wenxue very seriously, and after a long time, he nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, yes, he is also a good seedling, compared to that bastard, it is not much worse." ”

"By the way, Ancestor, where did Haotian go?"

Looking at Mo Wenxue's anxious appearance, Mo Yan also said teasingly: "Look at your anxious appearance, tell the ancestors, do you like that stupid boy." ”

Hearing the ancestor say this, Mo Wenxue's cheeks instantly turned red, and he said with an embarrassed face: "Ancestor, what are you talking about!"

"Haha. Mo Yan laughed, "Ancestor, I am from here, I understand the careful thinking of you young people, but that stupid boy is indeed very good, worthy of the girl of our Mo family." ”