The forest path not far behind the palace is full of begonias that bloom in all seasons, and it is no wonder that the gift he sent to Zhu Ti that day was not allergic to pollen since Zhu Tingruo was a child, he never loved flowers, but he couldn't bear her liking.

Every time Mo Qiqi came to the palace, he had to secretly take away a few of the best-growing plants, if nothing else, he liked to use this begonia flower as a spice, and he was afraid that Zhu Tingruo would change his methods to fool himself. The fine rice paper is full of a faint fragrance of flowers, and the smell is refreshing, and the writing is even more like a god.

This time he naturally couldn't be disappointed, he looked left and right, and after making sure that there was no one, he took out a black bag embroidered with the word "ink" from his waist, and began to stretch out his poisonous hand to those innocent begonias.

"Young Master Mo, what are you doing sneakily here?" a voice suddenly appeared.

PIA。

Mo Qiqi was a thief, his hand shook, and a bag of begonias fell to the ground.

"Who's coming? Mo Qiqi was interrupted by this stranger, and his heart was angry.

"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter if Master Mo knows it or not, there is only one thing you need to know, and that is that our altar master invites you to go on a journey. The person who spoke was dressed in a black robe, and although he did not wear a mask, he could not see his face clearly, but it was not pitch black, but more like the mist surrounding the towering immortal mountain, covering the mysterious face.

"Your Excellency refuses to reveal your name, and you dare not show your true face, this so-called altar owner, is unheard of and unseen, even if you want to invite, you should have the appearance of invitation, at least let me see your sincerity, the world knows me as a book saint, even so, I am also a person with a head and a face,"

"The sea of clouds is surrounded by layers, and it is unique. Our altar master is not an ordinary man can know, even those so-called grandmasters are not worthy of listening to the name of our altar master, since the altar master asked me to invite you, it is already a great honor, it is better to go with me. The man said.

"Let go of the tender and cool fart!" Mo Qiqi's unique voice came to say this, which did not threaten the other party at all, and even wanted to laugh.

"Master Mo, our altar master admires your talent very much, and I hope you will not live up to the altar master's kindness. The man said.

"Since you altar master admires me so much, I am a cultural person, and I will not be unreasonable, so let him come over and kowtow to me three times, and then call me dad loudly, and I will agree to go. Mo Qiqi showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a harmless smile.

The man's tone was suddenly cold, and no one should approach, "You don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you don't cry when you don't see the rabbit, you don't scatter eagles, you don't burn incense when you don't see the true Buddha, and you don't enter the mountain gate and don't take the precepts." ”

"Gotta get it, don't show off these fictitious things in front of me, if you want to fight, if I frown, I won't be called Mo Qiqi. Mo Qiqi's hand had already sneaked to the position of the pen hidden in the cuff, and the tiger fought the rabbit with all his strength, he didn't dare to be careless. What's more, the other party knows him, but he doesn't know anything about the other party.

"Heaven and earth are long, cross!" the man waved his sleeves, still unable to see the movements, but he could clearly feel the gloomy aura around him converging towards his body.

"You are an extraditerr!" Mo Qiqi recognized the strange martial arts at a glance, and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly. The extradition of the family scriptures, a mysterious organization, whose origin is not known to anyone, and whose purpose is not known, has sprung up in those troubled times, and the places where they have gone are more terrible than the passage of locusts, and the sorrow is everywhere. The barbarians in the wilderness are not as terrifying as one ten-thousandth of them, the barbarians eat people and spit out bones, but the extradition people do not eat people but do not grow an inch of grass, and it is a legend that the blood flows like a river, it sounds scary, but what if you can't even see a trace of red?

The extradition person's voice without the slightest emotion came from under the black robe, "Guess right, but unfortunately there is no reward." ”

Didn't they fall three hundred years ago, and how can they ...... now? I didn't have time to think about the doubts in my heart, and the offensive on the opposite side was already approaching.

Dark clouds are falling.

A trail flowing between the clouds and the dark curtain slowly fell like a meteor, and the shattered light fell on his shoulder. The tall, handsome shadow on the opposite side had already stretched out its white silver claws.

Bite!

There was a collision sound, and the first encounter between the two was on par.

"The disciple of the Mo family really lives up to his reputation, if I am not mistaken, what is in the hand of the Mo Gongzi is the Yin and Yang Judge Pen ranked seventh on the weapon spectrum. The man retracted his claws.

Mo Qiqi was shocked, this person can recognize the Yin and Yang Judge Pen is another guess in his heart, he can't care about much, he shouted, "Thirteen kinds of overturning the sky and revealing the word seal." ”

The pen in his hand is like a dragon entering the sea, more like the moon in nine days, quickly drawing a void seal in front of him, the pen turns, and then a little, towards the extradition person.

"Well done. The extradiditor turned around and threw the bone claw out again.

The bone claw breakthrough was blocked back by the void seal, and the extradition person was not surprised, as if everything was expected.

Bang!

The false seal hit the extradition of the human capital, emitting a dazzling light, waving layers of residual leaves.

When the dust settled, the leaf scattered the shadow line, leaving only a fragment of the black robe in front of him.

Mo Qiqi didn't believe that this legendary extradilist only had this strength, and if he was killed with one blow, how would he turn the world upside down and make a mess.

"Ahem, this thirteen kinds of earth-turning seals are worthy of being a mastery that martial arts people can get even if they squeeze their heads. A familiar voice sounded from behind Mo Qiqi, "Coupled with this Yin and Yang Judge Pen, it's really powerful." Yin and Yang Judge Pen, stroke by stroke, can judge Yin and Yang, ahahahaha, this is an unexpected gain, the old man of the Mo family really prefers you, this is a matter of sending an unexpected receipt this time, I changed my mind, I want your life, and then bring this Yin and Yang Judge Pen back to the altar owner, it must be a great achievement, and you will definitely be able to enter the altar to practice. ”

"Take your life!" the extradition man roared, threw out his bone claws, and waved his sleeves from side to side, without the fluctuation of internal force, followed by countless black qi.

These black qi were like schools of fish wandering aimlessly in the air, and suddenly approached Mo Qiqi and left.

Mo Qiqi reacted sensitively, and quickly used the pen in his hand to remove the black gas.

Zizizizi.

Mo Qiqi was only contaminated with a trace of black gas, and most of his gorgeous clothes were corroded, you must know that his clothes were woven of silk, and his brows were tightly locked.

The sky was terrible and cloudy, but it did not mean to rain.

"Young Master Mo, do you have any last words? Say them so as not to die blindly. "It was as if the extradition had seen the dawn of victory shining on him.

"I haven't seen an extradition person, and I know a little bit about it, although I don't understand the reason, but all of you can be punished, and you can turn the sky and seal it in a hundred and thirteen ways!" Mo Qiqi picked up the tip of the pen and stabbed it in his chest.

There are words in the mouth, "With my blood, I will grind a new grind, hold a big trend, and draw the world." ”

"Oh?" the man was visibly surprised, "the secret method, after all, it is a big family. But it's still not good. ”

Although the cloud on his mouth is light and light, but the kung fu under his hand has exposed his panic, he regrets it a little, after all, the heritage of this thousand-year-old hidden family is profound, and the means of saving life are endless, and the ghost knows if Mo Qiqi has any other secret methods.

Wounding the enemy for one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, Mo Qiqi can't care so much anymore. The tip of the pen was dyed red, and he held the pen in the air with difficulty, paused, and the pen was folded, hooked, and bent.

Seeing that Mo Qiqi's absolute character seal was about to be completed, the momentum of the unfinished spell star-lit lights made him fearful. At last he peeked out his arms from under the exaggerated black robe, not so much an arm as a green-haired stick, and brown skin, a piece of green, a piece of green, a piece of green. The extradition person's hands were sealed, and the black gas around him was thicker, but the clouds on his face were much lighter, and the outline of his face could be vaguely seen.

A lonely ghost howls.

The extradition person's arms quickly dried up, and his arms, which were already devastated, were now even more unsightly, and he rushed towards Mo Qiqi with black energy.

Mo Qiqi had already noticed everything in front of him, and his absolute seal was still the last stroke, but it had not fallen for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to, but with his current strength, it's too reluctant.

Seeing that the black was about to fill the eyes, At the last moment, the stroke fell, with a shocking momentum, whistling by.

The most strange thing is that it is obviously blood for ink but there is no trace of blood, but the ink fragrance is floating for ten miles.

Bang bang bang. After four or five loud bangs, there was a rare calm. The two of them each took a few dozen steps back and distanced themselves.

"Mo Gongzi, there are two times, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a book saint. ”

Said the extraditionist.

"Hehe, Your Excellency is overrated, and the extraditer is as powerful as rumors. ”

Mo Qiqi has exhausted the dagger.

Both of them were embarrassed on the surface, but they didn't do any real harm, but only they knew who was the end of the crossbow.

Bone-piercing snow drifted away.

He snorted coldly, and stabbed at the blurred shadow of his opponent. The extraditerr, on the other hand, dodged this trick with a dodge, and shattered his ink-swaying gesture with a force. He held a pen in one hand and stirred up the begonias on both sides, and with the other hand, he slashed horizontally and fell towards the temple of the extradition person.

The extradition man used his shriveled arms to hold Mo Qiqi's pen, which was strong and powerful.

Mo Qiqi couldn't move, gritted his teeth, suddenly abandoned the pen, took out an inkstone from his arms, it was the one given by Zhu Tingruo, used his internal force, and threw it towards the extradition person.

The black gas consciously stepped forward, but in exchange for a miserable scream.

"Ahh

The extradition person let go of his hand, and Mo Qiqi took the opportunity to retrieve the Yin and Yang Judge Pen.

"Emperor Zong's inkstone is made of cold jade, and cold jade can absorb all the demonic qi in the world, so go die!"

Mo Qiqi's eyes were cold, and the pen was horizontal, bursting out, and thousands of piles of snow and thousands of petals of flowers rolled up behind him.

The extradition had previously used all his power to strengthen the black qi, but now he was powerless, and he was pierced through the heart by a gesture. fell straight to the ground, with unwillingness at the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't bat his eyes.

Mo Qiqi looked at the inkstone on the ground that had become pitch black, and sighed, "The best four treasures, it's a pity." Then he took out the remaining Three Jewels, dug a pit in the ground, and buried them.

The snow is falling all over the sky, and a little scar falls on the ground with residual flowers, and the butterflies realize their cool dreams, like the glass piled up in the snow. He slowly retracted his gestures, and trekked step by step through the chilling blizzard.

Behind him is the begonia is still the same, and the clouds are blowing under the feet.

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Postscript:

Later generations of storytellers spit and spit, saying that it is called a spirit, but every time they come here, they burst into tears, and everyone in the world laughs, but no one knows its deep meaning.

The butterfly fulfills the cool dream, but the begonia is still the same.

Traveling thousands of miles in the snow, don't ask if you know the return date.

A shocking momentum, breaking yin and yang, and judging life and death.

Where is the end of the world?