Mo Sang started from the Eastern Wilderness and followed the traces of the mutated candle Jiuyin all the way.

On this day, as soon as the group arrived in Brahma City, the city lord Feng Zishi put on a big pomp and prepared to welcome them.

Mo Sang didn't like to be noisy, so he pushed Qi Ran out to deal with that kind of scene, and found a secluded place to stay.

But before he could enjoy a moment of silence, he was cheekily disturbed.

"There are both delicious food and wine in front of me, and there are fair beauties, but the eldest son of Mo is alone in this forest to enjoy the moon, and the elegance is there, but it is inevitable to be lonely. "The name of the person who came is Lan Wenyu, and he has been fighting side by side with Mo Sang all the way, although the two have different temperaments, but they are comrades-in-arms who were born and died, and they bear the three words of good brothers.

And the one called Qi Lian, I don't know if I still have an impression of the Yaochi Immortal Meeting in the Nine Heavens, when Qing Huan threw the pot that day, he won the first prize, and he was rewarded by the Queen Mother's phoenix peony, it was in this fairy meeting that there was a son who fell in love with Princess Yuheng, that is the son of the king of the West Sea, Qi Lian.

Qi Lian followed Mo Sang this time, it was at the behest of the Emperor of Heaven, and it was said that it was to cultivate these juniors, so that they could have more experience and become great weapons in the future, in fact, it was also regarded as a chess piece and eyeliner placed next to Mo Sang in the Nine Heavens.

In addition to Lan Wenyu and Qi Lian, during this period, Mo Sang also made friends with someone, but he was elusive and often couldn't see people, and except for Mo Sang, he never had half a sentence with other people, he was cold and unsociable, no wonder he had the same temper as Mo Sang.

Of course, no matter how cold and serious Mo Sang is, he is tall and low, he still follows a lot of people behind him, there are dog legs who cling to the right, and there are snobbery who are greedy for wealth and nobility, but these are relatively easy to settle, and the most difficult thing is that those young women who admire him are infatuated, looking for death and life, although Mo Sang never looks at them much, they are full of alienation, and they are not even polite, they still try their best to follow behind every day, eager to stick their eyes to him.

Every time Lan Wenyu helped him deal with these rotten peach blossoms that couldn't be sorted out and cut, he would scold: It's really ruthless.

Mo Sang didn't look back, nor did he reply to Lan Wenyu's words, his eyes looked somewhere, his face did not fluctuate, and he didn't know if he was thinking anything in his heart.

Lan Wenyu had long been accustomed to him like this, so he didn't care, and said to himself: "Listen to the meaning of the Fengcheng lord's words, it seems that he wants to introduce his righteous daughter to you, what do you think of this matter?" After speaking, he also shook his head, he had already expressed it extremely tactfully, Feng Zishi's guy clearly regarded his righteous daughter as an object that could be traded, whether it was a maid, a concubine or something else, anyway, as long as he took this relationship, everything would be fine.

This is still Mo Sang's low-key behavior, and he is known as a son outside, including Qi Lian, who knows his true identity, and has never called him a third prince along the way.

Xu is Brahma City Lord Feng Zishi saw that their cultivation was profound, their magic weapons were strong, and they thought that they were either rich or expensive, and they didn't know their identity, so they couldn't wait to stutter.

Hearing this, Mo Sang squinted at him, and said lightly: "You deal with it." "The voice is cold and emotionless.

Lan Wenyu rolled his eyes at the sky, and said in his heart: Come again, my dignified Young Master Lan is about to become your Mo Gongzi's housekeeper.

Mo Sang leaned on the bamboo, looking at the bright moon in the sky through the sparse bamboo leaves, I don't know what I thought, and the corners of my mouth slowly rose.

Lan Wenyu rubbed his eyes, is Mo Sang laughing?!Yes, he made a fuss and said: "Master Mo, in this bamboo forest in the wilderness, why are you suddenly laughing, don't scare me." He hugged himself tightly.

Mo Sang was just thinking about something, when he suddenly heard Qing Huan's voice in his ears, calling his name.

"Mosan. ”

"Mosang!"

With a quick sound, he immediately tried to establish a connection with a wisp of divine consciousness attached to his "Illustrated Guide to Magic", but as soon as he reacted, the connection was broken.

He frowned, his fingers sealed, and the two fingers of his right hand drew a tracking charm in the air.

For such a long time, this is the second time Lan Wenyu has seen Mo Sang like this, and the last time he wanted to talk about "Please Ask Jun to Take the Moon Allure" with more like-minded people, WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading", chats about life, and looks for confidants~