Immemorial Paragon

"Qing Yun, the owner of the Xiaodian is the first beauty of Taichu Starfield. Don't mess with her when you see her."

On the way to seeing Xiaodian, Bingji reminded Mo Qingyun seriously with a tense expression on his face.

For the reminder of Bingji, Mo Qingyun shrugged without thinking, saying, "Master, rest assured, I still have this control."

"That's good!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, Bingji's expression was a little relaxed, and he did not doubt Mo Qingyun's words.

He believed that since Mo Qingyun said so, there would be no problem.

Next, Bingji led the way in front of him and took Mo Qingyun to the foot of a mountain.

"Well, it seems a little familiar here, as if you've been here."

Looking at the mountains in front of him, Mo Qingyun's brows frowned slightly, raising a familiar feeling.

Mo Qingyun wondered a bit, and then he shook his head, thinking that he thought more.

He didn't know the Xiaodian Lord, how could he ever come to her residence.

After a while, under the guidance of Bingji, Mo Qingyun walked outside a small courtyard.

"Bingji brought Mo Qingyun to see the owner of the small hall."

Standing outside the courtyard, Bingji stopped and bowed to salute in the courtyard.

Immediately after Bingji's words fell, a pleasant voice came from the courtyard: "Grandpa Bingji, you don't need to be polite, please come in."

"Yes!"

Bingji nodded and took Mo Qingyun into the hospital, ready to recommend Mo Qingyun.

However, when he saw Mo Qingyun's expression, he was completely dumbfounded.

Because he saw, Mo Qingyun's expression was shocked, and he stared at the little hall master.

Don't mention how rude it is to behave like that.

No, to be precise, it should be an offense, a blasphemy of beauty.

"Ah, still too young!"

Of course, Bingji never thought that Mo Qingyun behaved this way because he had a chance encounter with the owner of Xiaodian.

Moreover, the situation of the encounter was still extremely ambiguous.

"Xiaodianzhu, Qingyun ..."

To calm down his mood, Bingji was ready to help Mo Qingyun explain.

Just waiting for Bingji's words to exit, he saw the main hall's eyes exposed to cold light, staring at Mo Qingyun coldly and crying: "Sexy thief, suffer."

Xiaodianzhu's words fell, he started to Mo Qingyun, an endless gesture.

"Master, please be merciful, and have something to say."

Seeing the actions of the Xiaodian Lord, Bingji immediately had a headache and quickly dissuaded the Xiaodian Lord.

Seeing the obstruction of Bingji, the Xiaodian Lord looked cold and shouted, "Bingji Palace Lord, there is nothing for you here, please step back to me immediately, otherwise don't blame me."

Under the wrath of the Xiaodian Lord, her title of Bingji also changed a little.

Seeing this situation, Bingji's heart was extremely depressed, knowing that the owner of the small hall was angry.

"Master, go out first and let me handle it myself."

Seeing that Bingji was in a dilemma, Mo Qingyun explained to him that he didn't want him to be caught in the middle.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Bingji looked at the owner of the small hall and went out of the courtyard.

When Bingji left the yard, Mo Qingyun went to Zilei to seal the bell, covering himself and the owner of the small hall.

He didn't want to let the third person know about himself and the owner of the small hall.

In the event of this, even if he has a great ability, I am afraid it will not end easily.

"You have the courage to dare to use my Zongzhenzong treasure."

Seeing that Mo Qingyun urged Zi Lei to seal the bell, the anger of the Xiaodian Lord immediately became stronger.

Mo Qingyun didn't care about the anger of the owner of the small hall, and said with a calm expression: "Girl, you're wrong. The Purple Thunder Fengtian Clock is the treasure of the true magic hall in the beginning, how can it fall into others Hands. "

"Furthermore, if I don't urge Zi Lei to seal the bell, those things between us will be known by the ancestor."

"You say it again!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Xiaodian's beautiful face blushed, and the cold voice threatened Mo Qingyun.

Mo Qingyun paid no attention to the warning of the owner of the temple, and looked at her with complex eyes, saying, "It's like, it's really like it. How could it be so similar?"

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Mo Qingyun's abnormal performance, the Xiaodianzhu's eyebrows tightened, his eyes stared at Mo Qingyun.

She faintly felt that Mo Qingyun looked at her eyes with complex emotions.

The feeling is like sadness, love, love, and self-blame ...

In short, Mo Qingyun's eyes were very complicated, which made her mood complicated, as if she had been caught by something.

"How can I feel this way?"

Strange sensations arose in the heart, and Xiaodian's master's eyebrows frowned, and he stopped his hands on Mo Qingyun.

Immediately, she stared curiously, staring at Mo Qingyun, and said, "Do you know me? What does the image in your mouth mean?"

Seeing that the owner of the small hall stopped his hands, Mo Qingyun's expression relaxed, and he shook his head with a smile: "It doesn't mean anything, it's just your appearance, much like my wife."

"You ... speak me lightly."

As soon as Mo Qingyun's words came out, the owner of the small hall immediately became furious, and the silver teeth clenched tightly.

She did not expect that the answer Mo Qingyun gave her was like this.

After drinking Mo Qingyun coldly, the owner of the small hall looked indifferent, and said, "I miss you to retrieve the Purple Thunder Fengtian Bell for me. I will spare your life and leave the Purple Thunder Fengtian Bell. You can go. "

"That won't work!"

Mo Qingyun directly rejected the request of the owner of the small hall, saying: "It took me a lot of work to get this purple thunder bell from the hands of Huo Pogang, and you let me hand it over in one sentence. This is unacceptable to me. "

"Don't get in!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun rejecting his request, the owner of the small hall looked cold and said, "Say, what are you going to do before you will hand over the purple thunder to the sky."

"I can't give it to you at this time. I will come to you when the ancestor's wedding is over."

Mo Qingyun thought for a moment, then gave a reply to the owner of the temple, his expression was a bit indifferent, and said, "I feel that the ancestor's wedding banquet will not be stable, and something may happen."

"At that time, the people who designed to murder your father may also appear."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the beauty of the main hall owner shivered and said for a while: "I hope you won't lie to me, otherwise I won't spare you and get out of me right away."

"Uh!"

In the face of the chasing of the owner of the small hall, Mo Qingyun shook his head helplessly and closed the purple thunder bell.

Immediately, he went outside the hospital, nodded his head toward Bing, and said, "Master, let's go back."

Bingji did not react at all to Mo Qingyun's words, and looked at Mo Qingyun in shock.

Because he saw that Mo Qingyun put away the Purple Thunder Fengtian Bell and did not deliver it to the owner of the small hall.

This result really shocked him and made him feel incomprehensible.

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