Xiao Mo didn't wait for Jiuyin to speak, then turned around and flew upward.

"You ......" This time, it was Bai Xiaoye who opened his mouth and looked at Xiao Mo's disappearing figure with an inexplicable expression.

At this time, Xiao Mo suddenly stopped, didn't turn his head, and whispered: "I didn't expect that I didn't have time to thank you the day I met you here." ”

After a moment of silence, Xiao Mo exhaled, turned his head, and looked at Bai Xiaoxie, with a rare smile in his expression: "Thank you." ”

After saying that, he swept away without stopping.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and everyone had different thoughts.

Han Lingsu and the others didn't know Xiao Mozhi originally, so they just thought it was a greeting between the old people after a long absence, but it had nothing to do with them.

But falling into the ears of Jiuyin and Bai Xiaoxie is a different feeling.

Jiuyin looked at Bai Xiaoxie with a smile, and only after seeing all the changes in his expression did he retract his gaze with satisfaction.

Xiao Mo did not have cold marrow on his body, Han Lingsu and the others hesitated slightly, and Xiao Mo had already left the crater. Han Yanli withdrew his gaze from Xiao Mo's back, and exhaled lightly, his expression was slightly strange, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving. Jiuyin restrained his expression, and suddenly said, "Qingqiu boy, you should come with me!"

Although Han Lingsu and the others in the Northern Cold Palace were afraid of Jiuyin's cultivation and did not dare to act rashly, they would never watch Jiuyin leave with the cold marrow. Ling Su's expression was solemn, and he took a step forward: "Senior Dragon God, if you want to leave, the juniors and others will never dare to stay, but you can't take the cold marrow away! This matter is really important, forgive me and the others for not being able to believe the words of the seniors alone!"

"I want to go, can you stop me?" Jiuyin raised an eyebrow.

"That can only step over me and other corpses. Han Lingsu looked at Jiuyin and said in a deep voice.

What surprised the people of the Northern Cold Palace, Jiuyin didn't seem to be angry because of this, but frowned, and fell silent.

After a long time, I saw her open her mouth and spit out a trace of black mist, which slowly condensed and turned into that half of the cold marrow. Jiuyin exhaled lightly, and the cold marrow floated straight towards the North Cold Palace and the others.

"You can send someone with me to the place where the Demon God Chiyou is sealed, and this cold marrow will be kept by you first. ”

Han Lingsu took the cold marrow, his expression changed slightly, obviously he didn't expect the North Sea Dragon God to hand over the cold marrow so easily. It's just that the stakes are very high, even if there is still a little anger in his heart, he still looks at Yazhu, who frowns, and seems to be speculating about Jiuyin's intentions.

Seeing Han Lingsu's inquiring gaze, Yazhu thought about it, shook his head, and nodded again.

"Okay! If it is really as the predecessors said, this cold marrow will naturally be handed over to the predecessors and put back into the Yin and Yang Chakra. Please rest assured, the Northern Han Palace will never do something that is big because of a small loss!" Han Lingsu took a breath and looked awe-inspiring.

Jiuyin glanced at Han Lingsu, and there was a slight change in his expression, "In that case, then let's set off." ”

"The predecessor of the dragon god, the poor monk Xuanci..."

...

Xiao Mo stood quietly in the corner of the altar, and more and more disciples of the Northern Han Palace rushed to the altar from other palaces, and under the instruction of the long-bearded elder on the altar, they faintly surrounded him from far and near.

He didn't seem to be aware of it, his eyes drifted to the palace buildings in the distance, high rocks and thick walls, deep and cold, very different from the Central Plains.

Xiao Mo's brows furrowed, thinking of the gentle smile of the young monk just now, like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

He has seen this young monk, eight years ago, Tianju Mountain Dabi, Ming Lantern is the favorite to win the championship, wearing a white monk's robe, the treasure is out of the dust, Xiao Mo naturally remembers.

"Senior Brother Xiao", this is a long-forgotten title!

Minglan put his palms together, lowered his eyebrows, and the shining treasure light came out of his body, and when he saw Xiao Mo's faint gaze, he naturally showed a hint of a smile.

Xiao Mo's thoughts were a little far away, and some pictures hidden in his heart occupied his mind, including the gift of a sword on a rainy night, the gentle gaze under the ring, and the smile when he turned around...... Some of the pictures are a little blurry, but the warmth, the pain, are clear and abnormal, and the soul is deep.

Xiao Mo's eyes climbed with gray qi again, and there was a hint of chill in the people who swept through the Northern Cold Palace.

The bright lantern was very appropriately whispered, and the Buddha's voice was faint, Xiao Mo was slightly surprised, and looked at him again. This time, Minglan nodded at him, and the smile on his face was still the same.

Xiao Mo took a light breath, he was really not good at dealing with strangers, not to mention that the other party was one of the leaders of the righteous path, the senior disciples of the Great Jue Temple, belonging to different camps, and they were almost incompatible. Xiao Mo thought about it, then nodded as well, counting it as a response.

Seeing this, Ming Deng turned his head, followed Xiao Mo's gaze, and took the piece of heaven and earth in his eyes, his expression was indifferent, but after a while, he seemed to think of something, frowning and pondering.

Xiao Mo shook his head and ignored it again.

Suddenly, Xiao Mo turned his head to look at the middle of the altar, Jiuyin and the others flew out of it, and Jiuyin flew straight towards him, with a soft smile that Xiao Mo couldn't see clearly, and his beautiful figure was like a nine-day fairy.

Xiao Mo was slightly distracted.

Seeing the Beihai Dragon God flying over, Yuan Xuan hurriedly motioned for the other elders and elite disciples to spread out.

Immediately, Han Lingsu's master and apprentice, Xuan Ci, and Han Yanli also came to the altar one after another, but they didn't see the Great Elder and the four Elder Protectors.

"Palace Master!" Yuan Xuan let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Ling Su waved his hand, and Yuan Xuan understood that he would dismiss all the other elders on the altar.

"You can go with me to the Sealed Land of the North Sea first. Jiuyin fell beside Xiao Mo, his expression suddenly became a little solemn, and he said softly, "I haven't gone back for four hundred years, I don't know how loose the seal is, I'm a little worried!"

Xiao Mo nodded, only to hear Jiuyin continue: "Don't worry, I won't forget what I promised you." ”

Xuan Ci walked to the vicinity of the bright lantern and briefly explained a few words to him, and the bright lantern glanced here, and there was more strange light in his eyes.

"You don't have to worry too much, nothing will happen. Jiuyin saw that Xiao Mo's expression seemed to be a little dignified, and a smile appeared on his face, "Who do you think I brought to you?"

Xiao Mo was stunned, Jiuyin had already turned his head, looked at the other place, and said in a rather playful tone: "Young man from Qingqiu, do you want to go with us!"

"Who's going to talk to you old... Well, who's going to go with you, what demon god sealed land, I... If I want to go, I will go naturally!" Bai Xiaoxie chewed the tip of the grass, not wanting to show weakness at all, and he didn't have a good impression of this candle dragon old demon that he released with his own hands, "When I return to the clan this time, I will definitely cultivate the Shenzhao to perfection, and see how long you can be proud in front of me!" Bai Xiaoxie thought viciously in his heart.

Xiao Mo was actually quite happy to see Bai Xiaoxie again, but with his temperament, it was extremely rare to be able to say what Fang Cai said to him, and he really didn't know what to do anymore, so he could only look at Bai Xiaoxie with a gentle smile.

This scene seemed familiar, Bai Xiaoye shuddered, and said with a weak heart: "You, what are you looking at!"