"Danger, stand back!" At the last moment, Master Feiyun had to temporarily put down the mustard in his heart, picked up Mo Xuanji's collar, and flew back. At the same time, the Zixiao Sect disciples present jumped into the air one after another, neatly lined up behind the master, and waited for the battle.

I saw the water monster slowly rising, and the huge scales on its body were like huge black gems under the illumination of the moonlight, and each scale had a faint simple and gorgeous pattern.

"Yes, it's Shui Lingzun?" Master Feiyun's voice sounded a little trembling, and everyone except Mo Xuanji was shocked. Li Qingxue said in a trembling voice, "Master, what you are talking about, is it the Divine Beast Shui Lingzun that was raised here by my ancestor at the beginning of the establishment of my Zixiao Sect thousands of years ago......?

Her panic made Sima Lu realize that she was really dead this time, even if her father and mother came to intercede together, the master would hang herself on a tree for three days and three nights. At this moment, Mo Xuanji was dizzy and dizzy, but with the little consciousness and reason he had left, he also knew that this time the disaster was too big.

"It's all to blame Fang Duan, this stinky boy, what kind of fish do you have to watch? Now it's okay, not to mention putting your own life on the line, and it has also affected me and my cousin!" Mo Xuanji complained in his heart with a bitter face, only to hear someone "Huh", and whispered, "Look, Shui Lingzun seems to be holding a person!"

"Nonsense!" Master Feiyun couldn't help but scold, so frightened that the person who spoke immediately closed his mouth tightly, and he didn't dare to take a breath. Shui Lingzun's spiritual power is strong, and he can breathe and breathe in the essence of the sun and the moon from the womb, and the spiritual power it carries is something that no one can have in his life. Shui Lingzun's willingness to stay in Zixiao Gate has already made Master Feiyun grateful, so the first rule she set is that no one, including her, should disturb Shui Lingzun's cultivation anytime, anywhere, or for any reason. But tonight, someone actually alarmed Shui Lingzun, Master Feiyun couldn't bear it, she must break this person's body into pieces!

"Fang, Fang Dui?" Mo Xuanji vaguely recognized the patched old clothes, he quickly covered his mouth, but the hearing master Feiyun still heard it, she turned around and asked, "Mo Xuanji's clever tongue was completely unused in front of Feiyun Master, he said truthfully, "I don't know him, he, he is just a little guy who can't sleep at night." ”

"What is his surname, what sect is it, and what kind of exercises are he cultivating?" Master Feiyun ran out a series of questions, and Sima Lu desperately gave Mo Xuanji a look and made him smarter. Mo Xuanji ignored it, and said to Master Feiyun, "According to him, his surname is Duan, he has no father, no mother, no sect, and is just a poor boy who grew up in the countryside, let alone cultivating the exercises!"

"No!" Master Feiyun said categorically, "Shui Lingzun has no interest in ordinary people, even disgusted with ordinary people, how can it save a poor boy who grew up in the countryside as you said?" Although Mo Xuanji didn't know what was going on, he still breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that Fang Duan might be saved.

"Disciple Feiyun greets Shui Lingzun!" Master Feiyun knelt on one knee on the ground, and the other disciples hurriedly landed on the ground, kneeling down on both knees and saluting like a ritual. Shui Lingzun let out a low roar, slowly poked his head out, placed Fang Du in front of Master Feiyun, and arched forward.

"Shui Lingzun, do you mean, let me keep him?" Master Feiyun trembled, for fear that one would accidentally annoy Shui Lingzun. Shui Lingzun nodded slightly, spit out something from his mouth, put it on Fang Dui's chest, and slowly retreated into the water, and the surroundings returned to their former tranquility.

"Fang Dui!" Mo Xuanji and Sima Lu were anxious to confirm if Fang Dui was still alive, but they were stopped by Master Feiyun, "Don't move!" She picked up the object that Shui Lingzun had placed on Fang Dui's chest with trembling hands, and her expression changed drastically.

This is the Blue Devil Tears of the Zhenmen of Zixiao Gate, among the twenty-one heads of the previous Feiyun Master, only two of them had Blue Devil Tears for a short time, and after they passed away, they were taken back by Shui Lingzun. And at this moment, Shui Lingzun actually gave the Supreme Treasure Blue Devil Tears to an outsider, and it was a country boy who had no exercises and no aura, and Master Feiyun was shocked and surprised. After thinking about it again, she had no choice but to ask Li Qingxue and the others to send Fang Du to the guest room, while the Blue Devil Tears were kept by her for the time being.

In the secret room of the Mo Mansion, Mo Xia stood in front of the master with a relaxed body, "Childe and Miss Biao have already left the mansion, and I will send someone to protect them secretly to ensure that nothing goes wrong." There's just one thing, I'm a little worried!" An unhappy questioning voice came, "Huh?" Mo Xia Ying immediately lowered his head and said, "It's just that this time there is one more person, a poor man named Fang Duan." As far as I know, this man is innocent, has no father, no mother, no faction, and is a sleepless man in the tavern in the city. ”

"All right," said the man in the dark, slowly, "as long as I follow my plan, everything will be under control." Mo Xia Ying said with some worry, "Master, in fact, there are many more suitable candidates in the house than Childe, Childe is frizzy and ignorant of the world, I am worried that he will be in danger." ”

"Xuanji is my son, how can I harm him?" said the man after a long sigh, "but this matter must be his, if I choose a person who is thoughtful and does not leak a drop of water, how can those old foxes escape? Speaking of this, he waved his white hand without a trace of blood, and said weakly, "I'm tired, you go, remember, take care of the mystery." Mo Xia retreated silently, a subtle smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

The fragrant bride, who finally married home, became foul-smelling, and Master Li had a headache for this matter, and he hadn't slept well for two days. He invited countless names to treat the fourth lady Yuan Rong, but it didn't work at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's all Mo Xuanji, this bastard, who made me make a fool of myself in front of the distinguished guests, and added such a big block to me." Yuan Rong also cried all day because of this incident, which made people upset. At this moment, with an unbearable fishy stench drilling into his nostrils, Master Li knew that she was here again.

"Hurry up, tell the fourth lady that I'm not there, don't let her in!" Master Li panicked and wanted to find a place to hide, but who expected that the fourth lady Yuan Rong had already broken in, and the crying pear blossom with rain crashed into his arms, "Master, you promised me that you would do everything possible to get rid of this smell on my body." But I also took the soup and medicine, and the medicinal bath was also soaked, and you smell it, I still stink!"