The northwest is located on the border of the Central Plains, so vast that there are 12 cities in 3 continents, Yangzhou, Liangzhou, Qingzhou, there are 12 main cities in 3 continents, and there are countless small towns under the 12 main cities......

In Yangzhou Tiantu City, there is a white-haired old man in front of the gate of the Protector Tianfu, looking at the south in the distance, with a little worry in his eyes, the old man is famous in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the only weakness is this grandson!

Jun Tianxin walked over with a robe in his hand and draped Mo Wentian on his body, "It's cold at night, don't stand!"

"Tianxin, I'm worried about that stinky boy," Mo Wentian, the iron-clad general, said with a hint of weakness in his rare words.

Jun Tianxin patted him on the shoulder, and then also looked in the direction of Jiangnan in the distance, "Don't worry, Xiao Fan won't have an accident."

Saying that, Jun Tianxin smiled and said, "Your righteous grandson is in Jiangnan, he won't let Mo Fan have an accident!"

"Their relationship is not harmonious," Mo Wentian said worriedly.

Jun Tianxin shook his head and looked at the sky, "You still don't know that man well enough, if you really want to say it emotionally, he is more loyal to the Mo family than anyone else, and he regards this place as his home more than anyone else, but it's just ......"

Saying that, Jun Tianxin sighed and didn't say any more, he diverted the topic and said

"Besides, if you really encounter danger, Xiahou Xiongba will protect him, and Taiwei Zhenren will not let Xiao Fan have an accident easily!"

Mo Wentian turned his head and glanced at his old brother when he heard this, and said, "Why is Taiwei Zhenren so special to Xiao Fan, he will not hand over the Shushan Supreme Treasure Heart Lotus because of Xiao Fan's identity, I understand this!"

"It's all about the rivers and lakes!" Jun Tianxin looked at the sky and smiled, "In the past, the Oneiroi Machine of Tianji Pavilion and Taiwei Zhenren used to sit and discuss, and the Oneiroi Machine gave Taiwei a comment, and Taiwei Zhenren should also be because of this criticism!"

Saying that, Jun Tianxin smiled meaningfully, "You don't know, in fact, it was not me who asked Xiaofan to go to Shushan, but the ...... asked by Taiwei Zhenren himself."

"What?" Mo Wentian turned his head in astonishment.

Jun Tianxin smiled and looked at the stars hanging in the incomparably bright starry sky......

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There is a deep valley in a mountain range in the Central Plains, and there is a huge tower in the valley, and all around the tower are houses and palaces.

It is known as the Valley of the Gods by the people of the world, and is one of the eight major sects in the Central Plains, and the Medicine King Tower in the valley is a place that the world's warriors yearn for, because there are too many elixirs in it!

There is the valley lord Wei Longxuan, the guardian Gu Youchen who is one of the top ten, and the seven sons of the gods and shadows of the past dynasties are famous all over the world, even among the eight major sects.

At this time, in a large hall in the Valley of the Gods, a middle-aged man in a red robe sat on a chair in the center, looking at everyone on the left and right with an incomparably majestic momentum.

The middle-aged man's face is angular, not handsome, but very masculine, with short hair, what should have been a very hearty personality, but his eyes are extremely sharp at the moment.

"I want to know, who took out the two Tian Yuan Pills from the Medicine King Tower!"

Saying that, Wei Longxuan slapped his chair violently and shouted, "I don't believe that there is anyone in this world who can quietly take away the Tianyuan Pill in the Medicine King Pagoda guarded by the Seven Sons of Shenyou!"

"Even if there are such people, people who have reached that point will never disdain to do such things"

Wei Longxuan's eyes looked at everyone below as if with sword light, "Tell me, who is it!!"

Listening to Wei Longxuan's questioning, the people below didn't dare to speak.

Everyone is looking at me, I look at you, and at this time, a young man stood up and said, "Master, it was the disciple who took it out!"

"Huh!" everyone in the hall looked at the young man in disbelief.

The young man is the great disciple of the Divine Valley, the personal disciple of Wei Longxuan, the most outstanding disciple in the entire Divine Valley, and the heir of the next valley master!

"Mu Qiuyun, who did you give the Tianyuan Pill to?" Wei Longxuan's lower right, the Great Elder of the Divine Valley asked.

Mu Qiuyun stood up and said indifferently, "Rain Demon Bai Lige, he went to kill Mo Fan, the prince of the Northwest, Mo Fan is protected by Xiahou Xiongba!"

"Bang!!" Wei Longxuan smashed the table with one palm, then stood up and pointed at him, "You meddled in the affairs of the court, Mo Fan, the prince of the Northwest Dynasty, how dare you?"

"You're trying to plunge my Divine Valley into a place of no return!" the Great Elder shouted beside him, looking mad.

Everyone in the seat didn't dare to speak, a valley master, a great elder, a big disciple, they didn't dare to offend anyone!

"Everything is a line, when did the relationship between the rivers and lakes and the court really become clear?"

Mu Qiuyun looked at Wei Longxuan and said without timidity, "In the past, the Mo family had a good relationship with the Luo family, the Jianghu family, and the Luo family can be said to be in full swing, and the Zhennan Wangfu and the Nangong family are also in a cooperative relationship, and the other Jianghu sects are more or less related to the Jianghu sect family!"

"Even the Tianlan Empire is a foundation laid with the support of Momen, the head of the Ten Sects of the Spring and Autumn Period, how can it really separate the rivers and lakes from the court?"

Mu Qiuyun paused, and then said firmly, "I just chose an ally of the Divine Valley, an ally who will not be afraid of the Mo family in the northwest!"

The hall was silent, because what Mu Qiuyun said was right, the rivers and lakes and the court have never really been distinguished, but the Mo family in the northwest is really the existence of the Divine Valley offended?

Wei Longxuan looked at his most proud disciple with complicated eyes, and sighed, "Since it has been done, I can't change anything, I hope what you do will not make the Divine Valley fall into the point of no return!"

After all, he was not willing to punish this apprentice who he regarded as a parent-child, and perhaps he Wei Longxuan was never willing to be mediocre, nor did he want Shenyougu to be just one of the eight major sects......

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Shushan was unusually quiet at night, and all the disciples had already fallen asleep to replenish their energy for tomorrow's cultivation.

On the ethereal peak where the head of the central Shu Mountain lived, Xu Taiwei stood under an old locust tree on the peak and looked into the distance, looking as if he was waiting for someone.

The night breeze was very cool and blew on his cheeks, and sure enough, there was a man in white in the distance stepping on a boulder and a continuous hillside to step on the wind, just this kind of means is enough to make ordinary people in the world sigh that they are really immortals!!

The man in white crossed the Shu Mountain, the heavy prohibition and all the peaks in the middle, and went straight to the ethereal peak.

"It's too small a real person, I haven't seen it for many years!" the man in white smiled and bowed his head slightly.

There may be only this respected head of Shushan in the world who can make this man bow his head and salute, not because he is arrogant but because his name is Ling Wushuang, the master of Tianmen, the current half-step supreme, and the unparalleled in the world......

Taiwei Zhenren stroked his white beard, and then smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you've come to this point!"

"You can't always stay put, this river and lake always needs someone to add something wonderful to it!"

Ling Wushuang said, glanced at Taiwei Zhenren, and then sighed slightly: "It seems that what Xiahou Xiongba said is true, the real person's cultivation is really declining, and his vitality is dim!"

"Poor Dao has lived in this world for one hundred and thirty years, and it is already enough, and the words of cultivation are too small to care, and he has never had the heart to fight!"

Taiwei Zhenren looked at this big Shu Mountain and said, "As long as this Shu Mountain is prosperous, Taiwei has no regrets, this is also Taiwei's only selfishness!"

"The way of Taiwei Zhenren, the younger generation admires!"

Ling Wushuang nodded respectfully, and then he glanced in the direction of the Holy Sword Peak, "The Sword Saint still refuses to go out of the mountain?

"Senior brother is understanding his way, his goodness is like water" Taiwei Zhenren also turned his head to look at the Holy Sword Peak, and then smiled, "He let go of the dust and realized the way of goodness like water, and now it is time to realize his own way of detachment......"

Ling Wushuang stared at the Holy Sword Peak and then smiled, "This is the top ten in the world, except for the Sword Saint, I don't put anyone in my eyes anymore, I hope that one day I can fight!"

"It's too micro real person, it's time for the juniors to go to that Shenwu City"

Saying that, Ling Wushuang turned around with his hands in his hands and walked towards the bottom of the mountain step by step, "Shushan, it's really a good place"

Looking at this man's back, Tai Wei Zhenren couldn't help but sigh: "Master Ling, if you can be too little, I hope you stay away from the court!"

"It's too late, it's already started!"

Ling Wushuang's footsteps stopped and muttered, "This gray world has long been meaningless to me."

"From the time she died in that fire, there was no need for this world to exist!"

Taiwei Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then sighed heavily: "Alas, Master Ling, why can't you let go of it after so many years?"

Ling Wushuang turned his head violently, his eyes blood-red, "Put it down?"

"How do you want me to let go? This river and lake is too dirty, and this world is like purgatory to me!"

Saying that, Ling Wushuang turned around and stepped into the air step by step, "Taiwei Zhenren, do you say that this world is really innocent?"

"Perhaps...... Yes!" Taiwei Zhenren looked at the distant back, and felt desolate in his heart.

At night, the white-clothed Ling Wushuang disappeared into Shu Mountain!

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At night, in the White Horse Pass in the south of the Yangtze River, there was a man in red armor who rode a horse and galloped wildly towards the outside of the pass.

"Who are you, stop!" said the soldiers defending the city were coming to stop them.

"Because the Sword Capture Conference is about to start, you need to show the City Lord's order to go out of the city!"

The man in red armor took out a token from his bosom with a phoenix-winged gold hammer, and the front of the token was engraved with the word Yan, and then there was a pattern of a fire unicorn on it.

In addition to Mo Ling, who represents the supreme Mo family in the army, Mo Wentian also created three tokens and handed them to the three grandsons, with the Mo family army totem fire unicorn pattern as the background, engraved with a word in the names of the three people, it is also to facilitate them to have urgent matters When they walk in the states of Tianlan, if they encounter obstacles, the other party will give a convenient door to give face, in case there is a dispute with the people of the court in that state, under normal circumstances, the other party will not hurt them when they see the Mo family token, and it can be regarded as a thing to save their lives.

"I'm Duan Wuyan of the Northwest Mo family, get out of the way," Duan Wuyan shouted with a cold face.

Who in the world doesn't know the fire unicorn pattern of the Mo family's army? Not to mention the people in the army, the soldiers glanced at each other, and then knelt down in unison and shouted, "See the general!"

"Squeak!"

The city gate opened, and the northwest fire phoenix rode out of the city.

He looked into the distance and muttered, "Waste, don't die, otherwise I won't have the face to incense my father-in-law again!"

Duan Wuyan, who was originally in the military camp in Jiangnan to discuss some military affairs handover, heard that the third son, Xiao Zhan, had led his troops to kill people, and his waste brother seemed to be in danger, Duan Wuyan immediately put down his military affairs and rode alone, and even rushed ahead of Xiao Zhan.

He doesn't have the slightest good impression of Mo Fan, but his father-in-law is as kind to him as a mountain, and Old Man Mo also loves him, his father-in-law is gone, and he can't see his only bloodline die at the hands of others anyway, and he doesn't want to see the scene of Old Man Mo sending black hair overnight!

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Today's moon is extraordinarily round, but it is also extraordinarily cold, which makes the whole night look so dangerous!

In the woods, Mo Fan kept running away, and the bones all over his body were aching.

It seems that there has been no stop along the way, and people keep popping up to kill themselves, Mo Fan feels that he is more sought-after than a little lady for the first time!

"Damn, who did His Royal Highness provoke anyone!"

Mo Fan muttered, "When His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has become the number one master in the world, I will have to destroy you all."

......

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!!"

At this time, the six yellow-shirted men also followed, and their long swords came.

Mo Fan jumped down from the tree, clenched the Cold Moon Knife in his hand, and his arm was already bleeding, "Damn, it's really a kill!"

"Come on, kill one and earn one!" Mo Fan looked at a few people and shouted, anyway, if you die, your Royal Highness the Prince of the World will also let go.

"Whoosh!" moved, six people moved together, and the sword light fluttered brilliantly.

"Bang!"

The swords collided, with one enemy and six, Mo Fan's body was constantly cut out by the long sword, and his head had begun to buzz and he was not so awake.

"Whoosh!!" Mo Fan seized an opportunity and slashed someone's throat with a knife.

Then the Cold Moon Knife reversed the "Six Tricks of the Proud Knife - Calm the Chaos"

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The two knives were shining together, and one person was cut off at the waist, and blood stained the ground......

"Poof!!" a man in a yellow shirt stabbed Mo Fan in the right arm when he was in a trance.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth and kicked him out, and then leaned back against a tree.

"Stab!!" A long sword flew over and directly slashed Mo Fan's left arm, if it weren't for the flash fast, this sword would have killed Mo Fan.

"Uh!" Mo Fan snorted, his body couldn't move at all, and the Cold Moon Knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

The remaining four people looked at Mo Fan, who was leaning against the tree covered in blood, and did not directly step forward to ask for Mo Fan's life.

One of them spoke, "Son of the Mo family, you will be here today!"

"Hehe, what's nonsense, if you want to kill it, you can kill it!" Mo Fan said weakly.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The two figures fell, and the black and white impermanence finally came.

Hei Wuchang looked at Mo Fan and sighed, "It is said that the son of the Mo family is a gentleman, but it doesn't seem to be true!"

"More than a dozen martial artists at the peak of the spirit transformation, only four of them are left to kill you alone, I underestimate you" Bai Wuchang smiled and then said as well.

Mo Fan raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is enough, and if he dies, he will die!"

"Black impermanence, white impermanence, fucking you are also powerful, killed a Northwest son!"

Hei Wuchang smiled, "Reincarnate in the next life, be an ordinary person!"

"His Royal Highness has never regretted being a descendant of the Mo family, you don't have to worry about it for me, let's do it!"

Mo Fan smiled freely and said, still in that casual and uninhibited tone......

"Six Tips of the Proud Knife - Overlord Knife"

Mo Fan endured the pain and picked up the Cold Moon Knife and rushed out, the Cold Moon Knife in his hand was covered with a layer of black, and then fell towards the black and white impermanence with a heavy aura.

Hei Wuchang dodged sideways, and then the palm spiritual power surged, "Bang!" and hit Mo Fan's back.

Then he flashed and slapped another palm on Mo Fan's right arm, "Bang!"

"Poof!!" Mo Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, the sleeve of his right arm was gone, and the flesh and blood of his entire right arm were blurred.

Then Bai Wuchang on the side instantly moved in front of Mo Fan, and his palm slapped directly on Mo Fan's chest, "Bang!!"

"Boom!!" Mo Fan flew out and crashed into a tree.

"Poof!!" gulps of blood spat out, his head buzzed, his arms bleeding, and the Cold Moon Knife fell to the ground again.

This time he didn't have the strength to pick it up anymore, Mo Fan felt that the bones in his whole body were smashed, there was almost no qi and blood in his body, his eyes were blurry, and he wanted to close his eyes like this and never open them again......

Is this what it feels like to die?

Today's night and moon are very cold and dangerous, and there is a death battle between the sons of the Mo family under the night and moon......

One person fought more than a dozen spirit peaks, killed several people, was already injured countless times, and was slapped a few times by two Guiyi masters, and now it is a miracle that he has not lost his breath......

Hei Wuchang looked at Mo Fan and was silent for a long time, and then said: "The world looks down on you, Mo Fan, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old has been so seriously injured, he didn't say a word, and he didn't close his eyes by will."

"Although it's not very good, those who say that you Mo Fan is a gentleman are simply blind, and they are really sorry for you!"

Bai Wuchang also stared at Mo Fan's bloodied body and his still resolute and uninhibited face, and sighed

"Although you are not a very good young Tianjiao, but I, Bai Ji, still remember you, remember that there was a good prince in the northwest, and I also remember that there was a good young man in this Jianghu ......"

Mo Fan's head buzzed and grinned, "Hehe, it's unfair for this world, hurry up!"

The two of them were silent for a while, then they didn't speak again but waved their hands, and the four yellow-shirted men nodded and hugged them directly with their swords.

"Goodbye, Northwest Prince Mo Fan!"

Black Impermanence muttered, "It's finally over, you're dead, and we still have a lot to face......"

At this moment, Mo Fan didn't care what he was saying, he didn't have any thoughts in his mind, and he didn't have the panic and anxiety before he died, he just closed his eyes and grinned

"Take care, old man!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, I'm going to die!!"

......

"Whoosh!!" "Poof!!"

Mo Fan opened his eyes, and he saw four yellow-shirted men standing in front of him, and their stomachs seemed to have been pierced by something.

He turned his head to see a phoenix-winged gilded pistol stuck in the tree next to him, still stained with blood.

Looking at this familiar weapon, Mo Fan grinned, "Damn, I didn't expect you to come!"

"I just don't want Grandpa Mo to be sad, and I don't want my father-in-law and mother to die!"

Duan Wuyan walked over step by step, and then pulled out the phoenix wings from the tree, "However, this is the first and last time, I won't save you in the future......"

"Phew, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World also told you that there will be no second time for such a thing......" Mo Fan also said coldly.

These two brothers with different surnames seem to have never been harmonious, whether it was when they were children or now!

"Who are you?"

Hei Wuchang frowned as he looked at the dignified-looking young man in red armor who suddenly appeared, his instinct telling him that the young man in front of him was not easy to deal with.

Duan Wuyan sneered, and the phoenix wings were inserted into the ground, and he said, "Northwest Mo family, Duan Wuyan!"

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