In the autumn night, there is no moon, only the cold wind is miserable, blowing the leaves of the treetops that have not fallen.

"Chen Xiaoyou, do you really stop looking at Ah Xiang and Lian'er?" Outside the Green Willow Village, Liu Mubai's voice was also a little sad and heavy.

"Nope. Chen Mo waved his hand, and then clenched his fists: "Brother Liu, please go back too, Chen Mo is not going back." In other days, when Chen Mo is finished, he will often come to visit Xiaomei and Brother Liu. ”

"Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end. Then I'll look forward to seeing you one day again. Liu Mubai said solemnly, he has lived for more than 60 years, how can he not see the deep worry and concern in Chen Mo's eyes? But he respects the way Chen Mo chose to say goodbye.

Chen Mo nodded, turned on his horse, took a deep look at the Green Willow Villa in the night, and then turned around and galloped in the direction of the Empty Mulberry Immortal Gate.

He didn't dare to turn back, he was afraid that once he turned back, he would never be able to leave his two sisters behind, and he was afraid that he would take his two sisters up the mountain gate on impulse...

Because he knows that this goodbye will take a few years, and will he even see each other again?

He was bound to win the Lingzhi Boy Competition, and after that, he went to the central realm. As for the Central Realm, the road is far away, and it will take nearly a year to go back and forth, not to mention staying in the Central Realm for at least two years, and when the shield of the Central Realm is about to end, the various forces will come to pick up their disciples.

Before this, without the great array prepared by the various forces, and without the cultivators of the Jindan stage to suppress the formation, the disciples of the Qi refining stage would not want to leave.

What's more, Chen Mo also knew a cruel fact, the central realm was actually not a paradise, but a cruel purgatory, and those who could get resources from it and successfully get out of it were only three or four out of ten.

Therefore, before returning from the Central Realm, Chen Mo would not see his two sisters again. Yes, this other...

Chen Mo didn't want to think about it anymore, but took a leather bag from his waist and poured two sips of the liquor in the leather bag, hoping to extinguish the sadness and concern in his heart.

This longitudinal horse galloped, nearly three hundred miles away, he arrived in a few hours, and in the afternoon of the second day, Yunfengfang City was close in front of him, but the red feather blood horse was so tired that he was spewing white gas.

Stepping on Yunfengfang City and returning the horse, Chen Mo kept returning to Xianmen for a while, tomorrow is the deadline for March, and he still needs to rush back as soon as possible.

Traveling all the way, until the sun sets, the empty mulberry fairy mountain finally comes into view.

Looking at the mountain gate, Chen Mo suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart, he had lived here for nearly two years.

Here he gradually became stronger, and here there are still masters and brothers, but there is no longer the happy young man who is looking forward to returning to his hometown.

All that returned was Chen Mo, who was full of hatred and heavy responsibilities.

Thinking that the village was destroyed and his father and fellow villagers had been killed, Chen Mo had a heart ache, and he had tried not to think about it along the way, only afraid that his low mood would affect his two younger sisters, but after returning to the sect, he had to face this matter, and he had to sort out all kinds of messy clues, so as not to be able to take revenge in the future.

Mu Yancun's mistake was that he was too weak, but he had a shocking secret! And what about himself? At this moment, Chen Mo's desire for power in his heart was unprecedentedly strong, his face was abnormally flushed, and his fists were clenched very tightly...

However, at this moment, a cold 'junior brother' interrupted Chen Mo's thoughts.

Hearing this voice, Chen Mo's almost uncontrollable nose was sour, and when he turned his head, he saw that on a boulder in front of the mountain gate, Ye Piao, the senior brother holding the sword, floated down.

"Senior brother. Chen Mo endured the sourness churning in his heart, and forcibly called Ye Piaoling calmly.

This feels like a younger brother who has been bullied outside, and has seen a big brother who can protect him.

But from now on, is this really going to be the case? Let Master and Senior Brother always protect themselves?

Chen Mo has already denied it! The matter of Muyan Village is by no means simple, he is not willing to drag down his master and senior brother, for the sake of today's plan, only he is strong.

"You're not happy. Ye Piaoling walked in front of Chen Mo, looked at Chen Mo fixedly, and only said such a sentence, not a question but an affirmation.

Hearing these words, Chen Mo's originally calm mind hurt fiercely again, he lowered his head and inhaled, and did not speak.

He knew that in this mountain gate, there were still people who cared if they were happy or sad?

Chen Mo didn't say anything, and Ye Piaoling didn't ask.

The two brothers stood side by side in front of the mountain gate, allowing the occasional strange glances from the people coming and going, but they did not move.

Until the sun sets, night is approaching.

Ye Piaoling said: "The return date is approaching, and you haven't heard from you for a long time." Master sent me to wait for you here for five days. ”

Chen Mo said 'um', turned around and walked to a secluded place next to the mountain gate, and suddenly sat down, with a suppressed choked sound in his throat, he endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it.

Ye Piaoling also sat down beside Chen Mo, just patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, and then stopped speaking.

Chen Mo didn't even explain, he just cried big and roared in pain, endured more than a month, was strong for more than a month, and the sorrow and hatred in his heart were a little tired.

After half an hour, Chen Mo stopped his tears, and when he wiped away the last tear, he didn't know if he would cry so recklessly after the age of sixteen, what could be more sad?

"Senior brother, I'm tired, let's go. Chen Mo stood up, his voice a little hoarse.

"Then let's go. Ye Piaoling nodded, silently followed behind Chen Mo, and sent him all the way.

It wasn't until he walked to the valley where Chen Mo lived that Chen Mo stopped and said to Ye Piaoling: "Senior brother, I'm afraid that I won't be able to provide you with any cultivation resources in the future." ”

Along the way, Chen Mo almost sold out his net worth, including that Xiwu and Qiongguo, and they were also sold in batches by him for one pound in the Fang City and two catties in that Fang City, and he couldn't shorten the cultivation resources of his two younger sisters.

Now it seems that the resources left for his sister are enough, their spiritual roots are not pure spiritual roots, but the Dao products are barely superior, Chen Mo is not worried about anything.

It's just that now I have almost nothing, and I have to rely on the mysterious space to accumulate again. And for power, Chen Mo has an unprecedented desire, he wants to become stronger, he wants to practice faster than before, he needs a lot of resources, he wants to save some resources for his sisters before going to the central realm...

In this way, he really only has to 'mistreat' his senior brother.

Ye Piaoling smiled when he heard this, looked at Chen Mo and just said, "Before you appeared, I practiced very quickly. After you appeared, so did my practice. ”

"I accepted your Gathering Spirit Pill just because you were happy. Don't make you feel like you owe me. ”

"In the future, even if you don't have your Gathering Spirit Pill. ”

"I'm still going to be strong. You should do the same. ”

Ye Piaoling, who was speechless, said four sentences in a row, Chen Mo was speechless, and patted Ye Piaoling's shoulder heavily for the first time.

"I always thought that men don't need to say too much to each other, there is hatred in your eyes. If this hatred needs the sword of the senior brother, he will not give up. Ye Piaoling didn't say anything more, only nodded slightly at Chen Mo, and left with his sword.