Strongest Abandoned Son

It was Luo Ying who stood up a little excited. She knew that Mu Xiaoyun’s position in Ye Mo’s heart would not be lower than them. Ye Mo’s hangs and memories of Mu Xiaoyun’s heart are just as much, only in her heart. clear. Although she has not seen Mu Xiaoyun, but can imagine, a woman who can let Ye Mozhen hang, is definitely not an ordinary woman.

Fu Wu waved his hand and said that Ye Mo sat down and said: "Ye brother does not need to worry, now you can not find her. At that time I heard Ye brother looking for Mu Xiaoyun in the small world, I paid a little attention. Once, I heard two ordinary warriors who collected medicinal materials talked about the level of Shenzhoushanmen, and talked about the icy lake. One of them said that he saw the carriage of the icy lake into the valley of the ice, and then he I dare not talk, hide on the side..." (See Chapter 750 for details.)

Ye Mo suddenly stood up, and the trembling said: "You said that the old aunt of the icy lake did not return to the icy lake, but went to the sand valley in the middle?"

At this time, Ye Mo did understand why he had not found any one who came back from Shenzhou Mountain after he turned the ice lake several times. It turned out that the woman had already planned. Fortunately, he left a necklace and an remedy for Xiaoyun, hoping to let the old woman find her way.

"Yes." Fu Wu said with a dignified look. "I later came out and asked the two warriors. After getting the directions of the two warriors, I went to the Sandy Valley deliberately, but I found the mountain in the area." I haven't found any way out for nearly a day. I didn't know much about it at the time. I believe that the two warriors will not lie to me. Now I have probably understood that there is nothing else if there is no transmission matrix. Comprehension."

Ye Mo was dumbfounded. He searched for a few times in the small world. He was still wondering why he couldn't find Xiao Yun. It was taken away by the old woman of the ice lake. The old woman took away the little rhyme, and she must have discovered the strangeness of Xiaoyun’s practice.

At this moment, Ye Mo can't wait to go back to the small world again and go to the valley to see it, but he knows that this is just a slap.

Luo Ying knows Ye Mo’s mind. Come over and hold Ye Mo’s hand and say: “Small rhyme is good for people. It’s definitely not going to happen. There is always a day to meet. You even went back to Earth, and now you don’t have to go to the small world. When we go back, we can find a better way."

Ye Mo sighed and looked at Luo Ying and nodded and said: "Thank you, Susu."

After saying that Ye Mo reluctantly pressed Xiaoyun's things and prepared to return to the city of Mo Yue and then find a solution. He said to Fu Dance with a hug and said: "Fu brother. Thank you for bringing this news to me. I am now in Nan'anzhou. This time I came to Dongxuanzhou to do something. If Fu brother is willing, you can Go with me to the city of Moyue in Nan'an, where there is plenty of aura..."

Fu Wu did not wait for Ye Mo to finish his words. He also said that he was holding a fist and said: "Thank you, Ye Xiong. It’s just that my **** is like a visit to the mountains. Dong Xuanzhou may not be as good as Nan'an, but I am too happy. If One day, I was tired of playing, maybe I suddenly went to Nananzhou to find Ye Xiong."

Fu Wu refused Ye Mo's invitation. In Ye Mo's expectation, Fu Wu's character is free and easy and advocating freedom. He is like this in the small world. Now he is still like this.

Ye Mo originally wanted to get something to Fu Dance. But now he suddenly changed his mind. Fu Wu can not join any martial art in Dong Xuanzhou these years. As for the cultivation of Yuan Ying, there are absolutely adventures. He likes to swim in the mountains. It may be possible to meet him with a heritage.

A few people started drinking and talking, but Ye Moxin was Mu Xiaoyun, and the atmosphere was slightly lower.

"Good wine, really good wine..." Someone in the spiritual floor suddenly came to the side of Yemo's table. The nose sniffed and said, after adding this sentence, it was a surprise addition. "Is it true? Millennial stalagmite brewing? It is too wasteful to waste with this kind of thing..."

The monk in front of her eyes was a little messy, holding a jug in her hand, apparently also a good wine drinker. His cultivation is not low, it is already a nine-tiered monk.

If at ordinary times, Ye Mo invited this person to have a drink, but unfortunately he is in a bad mood now, without this thought.

The monk who had a messy hair saw that Ye Mo’s table was the highest. He only took Qian Qin, and he took it for himself. Ye Mo and the woman around him were very young, although he could not see Ye Mo’s cultivation. However, there are too many exercises to conceal in the realm of repairing, and there is nothing.

It stands to reason that one of the robbing seniors came here and wanted to have a drink and drink. There should be no problem, but several of the younger generations did not know, which made him feel awkward and annoyed. These young people dared to publicly drink the wine made from the stone shoots of Wannian. He was extremely admired for this kind of courage.

Just when he wanted to take the initiative to open his mouth, a powerful momentum suddenly completely shrouded the spiritual building. Five monks entered the spiritual building and went directly to the location where Ye Mo and others were located.

The hair was a little messy, and the monk’s face changed slightly. Then he said with a fist: "It turned out that the head of the Shangqing school was dark and the elders were coming."

Among the five people who came in, the two who were the first were already robbed and perfected. After Ye Mo heard the messy hair of the nine-layer monk, they immediately knew that these people were coming to the breeze. It was very quick. He killed the elders of the Changqing School, but the time when the two pillars were not enough. The other party came, and it must have been sent by the transmission.

One of the long-faced monks heard the messy robbery of the monk, and said in a tone: "Wufu Xi, killing the Changqing Patriarch elders has nothing to do with you? If there is a relationship, then don't leave. ""

After the monk called the widowed monk heard the words of the long-faced monk, he stunned and then he understood what was going on. It turns out that the elders of the Changqing School were killed. It is no wonder that the masters of the Changqing School were all dispatched.

However, this widower is obviously not a fearful owner. After understanding the words of the long-faced monk, the widowed husband said with a sneer: "The Changqing faction is a big gas field, and the monk in the early days of the devastating area is worthy of my old man's hands? It’s too great to see. The Changqing School is just an eight-star sect. It’s just like this in my eyes. Even elders, if that’s the case, I want to stand on my coward’s head, but it’s not enough. ""

The long-faced monk's face was angry, although the cowardly Xi Ming said that the bleakness was not his hands, but the tone of the speech was too uncomfortable. Just as he was going to continue talking, another middle-aged monk next to him stopped him and then hugged a fist to the widower Xi: "Since it has nothing to do with the brother-in-law, then the widow’s wife will please, today I am long. The Qing faction is going to kill the ring."

The widowed husband has already understood that the Changqing faction was so sent to those who drink, and immediately pointed out that Ye Mo and others said: "Yu Zhangmen is not because they have the wine made from the stone shoots of Wannian. Want to find an excuse to kill them? This excuse is too lame."

The middle-aged monk, who was called Yu Zhangmen, heard a sigh of relief when he heard the widow’s words. He said coldly to the widow’s wife: “Since the brothers are willing to go out, my Changqing school will follow.”

After he finished, he also swept his eyes to the table of Ye Mo and others. To be honest, if the widower does not say anything, he really does not know that Ye Mo and others are drinking the wine brewed by the 10,000-year-old stalagmite.

Wufu Xi looked at Ye Mo and others, and finally sat down and said, "I am drinking alcohol in this spiritual building. What are you going to do, what is it about me?"

He also knows that he is not an opponent with Changqing. He is a pity of a pot of wine on the table at Yemo.

The Changqing school’s long-faced monk suddenly went to the front and said to Ye Mo and others in a cold voice: “Several ants also dare to count the elders of my Changqing school, looking for death...”

Ye Mo’s mood is not good. These monks of the Changqing School came to see where the mood was. They shouted directly and “rolled.”

The long-faced monk couldn’t help it anymore. He raised his hand and grabbed it.

However, when his hand was only half lifted, he stagnated in the air, and did not wait for his face to be terrified. A real hand has covered him.

"Huaizhen..." This long-faced monk can only say these two words in amazement, and it is pinched by Ye Mo’s real yuan.

Ye Mo’s murder and Xin Xi are completely different. After Xin Xi’s murder, blood is everywhere, and Ye Mo’s real yuan has only one piece of nothingness, or only after seeing a red mist flashing, nothing is gone. .

Ye Moi killed a long-established elder with a nine-tiered robbery in the Changqing area. The rest of the people suddenly became astonished. The head of the Changqing School reacted instantly, and the cold sweat flowed down his face. Where can he think that he is looking for a troublesome monk ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His Changqing school is just an eight-star sect, even though it is a very powerful eight-star in the eight-star sect. Zongmen, but the eight-star sect is in the face of the true monk, the same is the cloud.

The widower Xi stared at Ye Mo, and he finally understood why people dared to take out the 10,000-year-old stalagmite marrow, which turned out to be a true monk. In Dongxuzhou, there is not a lot of real monks. A true monk is drinking here. Who dares to ask him? I am so addicted to the wine, I want to ask the real monk to drink and drink, is this not looking for death?

He is not afraid of the Changqing faction because he knows that even if the Changqing faction joins hands, he also has the opportunity to escape, but in the face of the true monk, how can he escape.

"Predecessors, the younger generation of the Qing dynasty, the head of the Qing dynasty... I have seen the predecessors, offended the predecessors, and also asked the predecessors to sin..." The middle-aged head of the Changqing school was sweating at this time. The most important thing now is not the death of the great elder, but how his life should be preserved.

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... (to be continued..)