Chapter 567: Liehuang Sect
Ink Shadow?
Not a bad name, at least not too bad taste for a self-proclaimed monster.
As the ink shadow disappeared, the pitch-black ball of light that enveloped Mo's soft consciousness also dissipated silently, leaving only a body floating there covered in red fruits.
Finally, it's time to communicate softly with the real ink!
Zhao Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at this moment he finally understood why those male protagonists in the Japanese comics like to use mouth cannons, when dealing with some incapable opponents, only mouth cannons are the strongest weapons!
Flying to Mo Qingrou's side, Zhao Feng gently patted her back.
After a moment, Mo Qingrou slowly opened her eyes as if she had just woken up, and there was a blank look in her eyes, obviously not quite sure what was going on.
"Ink soft?"
Mo's gentle attention slowly focused on Zhao Feng.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Zhao Feng. ”
“...... I don't know ......."
“......”
The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched, and he encountered an unfamiliar consciousness in his sea of consciousness, and his first reaction was that he didn't know it?
"I know you don't know me, but now that your apprentices and daughters are waiting for you to go back, don't you want to wake up and see them?"
"But I'm dead......"
"No, you didn't, you just faked your death, now that I've repaired your golden pill and detoxified, you can wake up at any time. ”
Mo's gentle eyes suddenly bloomed with inexplicable surprise: "Is it really possible?"
"Of course you can, as long as you want. ”
Consciousness returned to his body, Zhao Feng opened his eyes, and then found that he had a thick layer of frost on his body.
The fright he received in the sea of Mo Qingrou just now was all fed back on his body, and the cold sweat was frozen by Han Yu in an instant, and it was all stuck to his body at this moment, Zhao Feng just lightly spit out the true yuan power, and his body returned to normal.
"Hmm......"
Mo in her arms opened her eyes softly and slowly, her eyes were still a little confused, but she quickly concentrated her focus, and her eyes fell on Zhao Feng's face.
"I'm ...... Woke up?"
Zhao Feng smiled and nodded: "Welcome back." ”
"Thank you......"
Mo thanked him softly, his gaze slowly dropping, and his face seemed to be a little embarrassed.
Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pulled his hand out of her clothes, and stammered and explained: "Miss Mo Qing, don't get me wrong, I'm here to save you...... You're stuck in a deep suspended animation, and I'll have to stab you enough ~ to evoke your instinctive reaction, so I'm not deliberately trying to take advantage of you......"
"I know, Zhao Gongzi, you don't have to explain anything......"
Hey, now that you understand, why don't you dare to look at me with a sideways face!
What kind of expression is that innocent face is tarnished and wants to think about it wholeheartedly!
I just woke you up!
"Ahem, all in all, it's better than anything else that you woke up, I believe Mo Zixun and they will be very happy to know it. ”
Zhao Feng changed the topic in a hurry: "But then again, since she is helping you in your body, and she looks very powerful, how can you be plotted by Murong Tianji?"
"Have you seen 'her'?"
Mo turned around softly, glanced at Zhao Feng with a sideways face, and then lowered her eyes: "That day, she happened to be sleeping......"
I don't have the ability to cope with danger to the outside world because I sleep?
"What did 'she' tell you?"
Mo Qingrou seemed to care very much about the existence in her body, and she was supposed to be very close, but she asked Zhao Feng instead.
"Moying, she didn't say anything, she just made me promise to help you avenge and protect you......"
Zhao Feng scratched his head: "But the cultivation of the two of us is about the same, and we can't talk about who protects whom." ”
"Yes, speaking of revenge, who are the people who killed your parents?"
"You read my memory?"
"It's just an accident, I didn't expect that after awakening your subconscious, it would be that memory ......"
Zhao Feng can't help it, theoretically speaking, when awakening people's subconscious, there will be any memory fragments.
However, the more impressive it was, the more likely it was to appear, and it was clear that that battle occupied an extremely important place in Mo Qingrou's heart.
"Forget it, I don't blame you. As for revenge or something, forget it. ”
Mo shook his head softly: "Suddenly said that I wanted revenge, even I was at a loss. ”
Zhao Feng said very seriously: "If I didn't help you avenge in the end, she said that she would kill me, so I will definitely do my best." ”
Mo's soft expression was a little complicated, as if he remembered that memory again.
"Do you know the Liehuang Sect?"
Zhao Feng shook his head, he had never heard of this sect.
"That's a sect that is basically isolated from the world, unlike us, they are really a true sect of immortal cultivators, they have a perfect inheritance, and even have alchemists and refiners, in the Liehuang Sect, only the foundation building period is qualified to become an inner disciple, like us Jindan period immortal cultivators, there are not a few, and even the head of the Liehuang Sect is already a strong person in the Yuan Infant Stage, just rely on us, what revenge?"
Zhao Feng was shocked, there was still such a powerful sect of immortal cultivators now!?
Mo smiled softly and bitterly, and said very helplessly: "After so many years, I have come to understand that it is already a kind of luck to be able to evade the pursuit of the Liehuang Sect like this and live in peace and stability, as for revenge, I'm afraid even my parents don't want me to do it, it's tantamount to looking for death." ”
Zhao Feng was speechless, if he was Mo's gentle father, he didn't want to watch his daughter die.
"Let's put aside the matter of revenge for the time being, then you need to adjust your state and face Mo Zixun and them well, and you can't let them worry about you anymore. ”
Zhao Feng had no choice but to change the topic: "As for the Yin-Yang Gate, it no longer exists, and Murong Tianji has also been killed by me, so you can rest assured." ”
"You killed Murong Tianji!?"
Mo Qing's eyes widened suddenly: "As far as I know, he is very good at using some intrigues, and even likes to use poisonous ......."
"Perhaps, he didn't have time to set up a game at all, and I caught him off guard. ”
Zhao Feng spread his hands, after all, he suddenly killed the door.
No one would have thought that at that time, an immortal cultivator at the peak of foundation building would dare to face the strong man of the Golden Pill Period, and not only that, but he also won him in the end.
Mo was gentle as if she had just seen Zhao Feng, and her beautiful eyes were full of incredulity.
"Okay, if you want to talk, I'll talk to you for as long as you want to leave here, but can you go out now?"
Zhao Feng shuddered: "Sitting on this, even I feel a little cold." ”
While they were talking, the cold qi of the cold jade bed kept trying to invade Zhao Feng's body, so that he had to use the True Yuan Force to resist, his Jin Dan was incomplete, and the True Yuan Power was consumed too much, and now he couldn't bear it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. ”
Mo blushed softly, and then whispered, "Then you close your eyes first." ”
Close your eyes?
Wait, at this pace, is it time to give a kiss to show gratitude!?
Zhao Feng was inexplicably excited, closed his eyes and looked forward to it.
However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the sweet cherry lips, only to hear a rustling sound, and Mo gently opened his eyes.
(End of chapter)