The candlelight flickered in the stone room, the refraction of stalactites shone through the window, and the four of them sat around the stone table, but each had a different mood.

Mo Chen has thought about countless situations, whether it is trying his best to escape after being discovered, or destroying his soul after being captured, and even thinking that he has been lurking behind a charming woman, overhearing important information about the evil cultivator, and finally gathering a group of people with lofty ideals to take the evil cultivator's lair away.

But like now, the four of them sat at the stone table like brothers and sisters from the same sect, with different expressions, if he really didn't expect it.

Mo Chen felt the hateful gaze of the charming woman and the petite woman on the side all the time, and he stared at the white-haired old woman fearlessly, as if he wanted to see the white-haired old woman through, but the white-haired old woman still stared at Mo Chen faintly, and even had a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

In this way, the unique eyes of the four people crossed together, and the scene was strange and calm.

The white-haired old woman first broke this balance, and said solemnly to the charming woman: "Wen Ying, pour tea for this little friend." ”

The charming woman's body shook, and she looked at the white-haired old woman in disbelief: "Master, but he ......"

The white-haired old woman was a little unhappy, and said sternly: "What's the matter, don't you listen to my master?"

The charming woman who said this was extremely aggrieved, and she could only grit her teeth at Mo Chen, her expression was angry, and her pretty face turned blood-red.

As a last resort, there was nowhere to vent, so she could only slap the stone table, and the tea splashed everywhere.

After a few long breaths, the charming woman still got up and poured tea for Mo Chen, but her hands kept shaking, obviously enduring great anger and humiliation in her heart.

It was as if the tea had been poured for a long time and spilled on the table, but no one cared about it at this time.

The white-haired old woman opened her mouth and asked, "What do you call Xiaoyou?"

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "If you have something to say, you can say it directly."

"You!" the charming woman slapped the stone table angrily again, got up and glared angrily, but was suppressed by the white-haired old woman.

The white-haired old woman soothed the charming woman, she was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "The old man's name is Phantom Ying, and the one sitting on my right side is the eldest disciple of my faction, named Xuanyuan Wenying." ”

Xuanyuan snorted coldly when he heard the cherry, and his pretty face turned, obviously not wanting to look at Mo Chen, let alone letting Mo Chen know his name.

She still doesn't understand why the master is so kind to this kid, even if he is amazingly talented, he is still a stunned young man who only shouts justice all day long, and he should not be treated like this.

The white-haired old woman was not annoyed when she saw Xuanyuan Wenying like this, but she smiled helplessly, and reached out to brush Xuanyuan Wenying's hair, just like a kind grandmother looking at her granddaughter.

The old woman said to Mo Chen: "Wen Ying, this child, was pulled by me since she was a child, and when she was still in infancy, she was abandoned by her parents in the mountains and forests. ”

She paused and continued: "Back then, I went into the mountains and forests to pick wild fruits to satisfy my hunger, but I accidentally found Wen Ying who was still in swaddling clothes, and at the same time I saw a cyan jade tied on the wrapping clothes, and the front of the jade pendant was carved with the word Xuanyuan, and it happened that the spring cherry blossoms had bloomed at that time, so I took the name Xuanyuan Wen Ying. ”

After speaking, the white-haired old woman turned around and pulled the arm of the petite woman on the left, and looked at her kindly, as if she was still a little reluctant: "This child's name is Mu Yingying, she has been spoiled by me and Wen Ying since she was a child, and her personality is a little willful and naïve. She is the daughter of our previous sect master, but the previous sect master went not long after giving birth to her, so I also brought her up. ”

Mo Chen frowned slightly, a little puzzled: "Why are you telling me this? It shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?"

What made Mo Chen even more puzzled was that he only felt that this white-haired old woman was not introducing apprentices to him at this time, but as if she was instructing him about the future.

The white-haired old woman sighed: "I also hope that you can have some new understanding of our Yin Yang Sect, in fact, we will help the Blood Demon Sect, but we are also forced to be helpless, there are not a few righteous sects that slandered us at the beginning." ”

Mo Chen snorted coldly and said angrily: "Being forced to be helpless, do you know how those villagers who were sacrificed alive feel? Are you worthy of your conscience by doing this?"

The white-haired old woman's expression remained unchanged at all, and she only replied with eight words: "The weak eat the strong, heaven and earth are reasonable." ”

In the face of these eight words, Mo Chen was speechless for a while, as if he had infinite strength but nowhere to use it.

This point, he also has a deep understanding, if he did not obtain the demon spirit position karma map, with his identity, he is now also the object of mermaid meat, after all, if you want to survive in heaven and earth, the most important thing is strength.

He understood all these truths, but he still couldn't let go of what these evil cultivators had done: "Could it be ...... Don't you ......?"

The white-haired old woman didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and said with a smile: "Presumably, Xiaoyou, what you are most concerned about now is why my cultivation in the Spiritual Light Realm can break your spells, right?"

Mo Chen's heart sank, indeed, no matter how hard he thought about this question, he couldn't come up with a conclusion.

He thinks that what he is doing is extremely hidden, and the concealment is always in operation, and it stands to reason that this should not be the case.

The white-haired old woman seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said with a beard: "If Xiaoyou's concealment technique is really magical, if ordinary people can't see through it, and the old body can see through it, it's not because of exquisite cultivation or magical exercises." ”

Mo Chen was puzzled: "Why is that?"

The white-haired old woman didn't answer, and smiled to herself: "The blood moon bead that Wen Ying and Yingying missed is on you, right?"

Mo Chen's heart was shocked, and he only said that this was the case.

It turned out that the white-haired old woman didn't see through her own spells, but she should have some kind of special spells, so that she could sense the location of the Blood Moon Bead at a certain distance, so in essence, what she felt was the Blood Moon Bead, not her own Yin Hou inheritance.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen also regretted it in his heart, and secretly said carelessly, such a special and precious item must have its own special tracking method.

The white-haired old woman continued: "Little friend, you have to understand that we have no malicious intentions, and at the same time, we brought you in to discuss with you some things that are beneficial to us. ”

Just as Mo Chen was struggling inside, a blood-red beetle crawling on the windowsill caught his attention, and the beetle folded its wings and lay quietly on its side.

He looked at the windowsill and said to himself, "Maybe you didn't kill the villagers, or you participated in the massacre......

Immediately, he looked at the white-haired old woman with sharp eyes: "But you can't deny the fact that you are promoting evil cultivation!"