Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 1522 Cold-blooded God of War

In the sky for a long time, Wushuang told Uncle Huang what happened after she came to the Eternal Life Realm.

She also said that she had left marks in many places, hoping that one day he would be able to find her.

If he is free in the future, he will take him to the places where she left the mark, which is also their memory.

What happened to her was wonderful, but Long Mo felt a little jealous when he heard it.

With so many men around his woman, of course he couldn't be happy.

And what happened to him was boring compared to her.

"After leaving Ji's house, I have been cultivating in the Qianlong Pond. A month ago, the memory of the Mo family's god of war came flooding in, bringing a lot of shock. His memory was too cold-blooded and ruthless, too slaughter and cold, It almost made me lose myself, and it was only when I thought about the twins that my mind was clear."

"It turns out that I am so useful, then you have to think about me more! No, don't think about it, I will be by your side in the future and accompany you through this difficult time!"

Wushuang said to him with a smile.

She didn't want to be separated from her uncle, not even for a moment.

In particular, the situation of Uncle Huang is not very good now. She knows very well that Uncle Huang said it lightly, but in fact it must be much more serious than what he said.

She couldn't even be separated from him at this critical moment.

They are husband and wife, and it is difficult for them to be together.

"it is good."

Long Moshen hugged her tightly.

"Uncle, what is the attitude of the Mo family towards you now? Are they forcing you to cultivate the ruthless way?"

Although Wushuang felt very good about Mo Suoxin, she didn't know what the attitude of the Mo family was. After all, they brought him to the Mo family for healing because the uncle was the reincarnation of the Mo family god of war, and in places like Qianlong Pond, only Only the most important direct descendants of the Mo family are eligible to enter.

Now, if Uncle Huang did not cultivate Ruthless Dao, it would be impossible for him to become the God of War of the Mo family back then, and that would not be of much help to the Mo family.

"The Mo family can't force me to do anything, it's just the ears of the younger generation."

Long Mo Shen said.

When he said this, his expression was awe-inspiring, and the murderous aura was released.

Wushuang frowned slightly and hugged him tightly. Perhaps, Uncle Huang didn't even realize that he had changed, and the aura he occasionally showed was no longer the same as before.

She changed the subject and said:

"Speaking of the Qianlong Pond, I saw you, Uncle Huang, through the Divine Meteorite Sword not long ago, and you were soaking in the pool at that time."

"Here, Shuang'er, this is the body of the Divine Meteorite Sword."

Long Mo remembered this deeply, and took out the snow-white long sword.

This sword flew into his hands after he came to the eternal world.

As for the sword soul, he had already given it to Shuang'er when he was in the ring of the gods.

As soon as he received the long sword, Wushuang felt his whole body tremble, as if there was an electric current running through his body.

There is also a sense of familiarity from the depths of the soul, is it because the sword soul is in her hands?

The soul of the sword and the body of the sword are the same. After she got the sword, the soul of the sword in the space flew out by herself and merged with the body of the sword.

In an instant, the Qi of the Divine Meteorite Sword became stronger, at least ten times stronger.

"What a great sword!"

Wushuang held the sword and sighed sincerely.

Just looking at this sword, you can feel a sense of historical heaviness and a sense of quaint and mysterious power!

Long Moshen took out a dark green long sword.

"This sword! Isn't that the sword in the ring treasure house that I saw on the portrait?"

Wushuang exclaimed.

"This is the Divine Slaying Sword. The God of War used it to kill the previous generation Youhuang." Long Moshen said.

"At that time, this sword was in the treasure house. The evil spirit on its body was too heavy, and it was extremely cold. I was afraid that you would be worried and concealed it."

"So the man in the portrait is the Mo Family God of War?"

"right."

Wushuang asked him to take out the portrait, and she wanted to look at it again.

"The Mo Family God of War, you look different from Uncle Huang."

Compared to the portraits, there is really nothing similar. Although the Mo Family God of War is also handsome and extraordinary, his temperament is too cold, and those eyes are not like human eyes. They do not contain the slightest emotion.

But if you look closely, you can see that the eyes of the Mohist God of War are also purple, and the portrait may be a little tarnished, so it is not very obvious.

"Some reincarnations will look different."

"Then maybe, the previous life of my previous life is not like what I am now." Wushuang joked.

Long Moshen rubbed her hair gently and put away the portrait.

"So, the Mo Family God of War is the owner of this ring."

Wushuang pointed to the ring on his hand and said.

Long Mo nodded deeply.

"Then, who is that High God in the Snow Mountains of God's Domain?" Wushuang asked again.

That God, how could there be a God of War ring?

"He should be from the Mo family, that's why he got that ring, but he died very strangely."

Long Mo Shen said.

It is unusual for a god to die in the immortal realm of the lower realm. What's more, he built a mausoleum for himself. That mausoleum is more like a suppression.

"When we go back in the future, we'll investigate further."

Wushuang said, "Uncle Huang, are you still going back to the Mo family?"

"No, I'm with you." Long Mo hugged her deeply.

She smiled sweetly and hugged him back.

Back at the inn, everyone was greeted.

Gu Xuanlie talked about Yuqi Xingyun and they all stared at Long Mo and looked deeply.

Tan Jiezhu smiled and welcomed people in:

"Come on, some old people from the Mo family and the divine beast, the white tiger, have already come here. You guys came back just in time. Let's have a drink together."

Wushuang naturally would not refuse, and took Long Moshen to sit together.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my husband, Long Moshen, who will ascend to the eternal world with me, but the place of ascension is different."

"Wushuang, your husband is really the reincarnation of the Mo clan god of war?"

Qi Xingyun asked curiously.

Roar!

Bai Hu suddenly let out a low growl, as if warning Qi Xingyun.

Long Mo gave Bai Hu a light look, and Bai Hu immediately lowered his head.

Well, what else is there to ask.

If Long Moshen wasn't the god of war, how could the Mo family's divine beast, the White Tiger, look like this?

How many old people of the Mo family can respect him so much?

It's just that everyone thinks that Wushuang's husband is too cold, and the appearance of strangers should not be approached. Except that the eyes of Wushuang will become gentle, looking at anyone seems to be indifferent.

It does look like the cold-blooded appearance of the Mo Family God of War, but in this way, everyone is worried about Wushuang.

Wushuang naturally noticed this too, but she kept quiet and didn't point it out to the uncle.

Uncle has indeed changed.

But Wushuang knew that it wasn't his fault, it was the memory of the God of War that affected him. She must find a way to get through this difficulty together with the uncle, not let the uncle become the second cold-blooded god of war, let alone rebuild the ruthless one. road.