The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

Looking at the crowd under his eyes, the face of Yuan Ying’s ancestors showed a sneer, his right hand slightly lifted, and a dazzling green light appeared in his palm, and he immediately cast a shot on Zhengzong’s guardian ancestor. Come.

The green light was extremely dazzling, and the sky in front of it was very bright. Under the night, the expression on everyone's face is clearly seen.

Everyone is physically stiff, and no one is going to put a stone in the eye, because they know that in the face of the top-level existence of the blue sky, even if they invest more spiritual stones, the enchantment can not stop his blow.

"Let's relax!"

Seeing that the green light was about to hit the enchantment, suddenly there was a sound again in the air. This voice was not as loud as it was, but it was like a whisper, clearly appearing in the brains of everyone. With the sound of this voice, the green light that has just been powerful is disappearing into the air.

The face of the Yuan Ying ancestors who stood in the air suddenly changed, and put up the pride of his face. He narrowed his eyes and felt it a little. Then his eyes slammed loudly and said to himself: "Yuan Ying mid-term, how may?"

"Hey!" Another whisper sounded, and the body of the Yuanying monk trembled fiercely, and then his face paled, his eyes slammed into the direction of the back mountain of Zhengyangzong, which was full of grievances. I didn’t even look at the crowd at the moment, and the sleeves left here.

Seeing this scene, everyone can't help but be wrong. He, is this run away?

Before they could react, they heard the voice ringing again. This time, they said to the people in front of the Zongmen who had not left, "I am not going to roll!"

Those demons saw that the mysterious man forced the elders of the demon door with only one voice, and he couldn’t help but be amazed. He heard him say this at the moment and couldn’t help but look at each other and turned and quickly left.

Everyone in the room was somewhat unintelligible, and the faces of several elders of Zhengyangzong were filled with expressions of excitement and worship. I saw that Kong Fan had a big gift in the direction of Houshan, and said in a respectful manner: "Thank you for helping the ancestors!"

After a long time, I heard a sigh from the far distance. "Kong Fan, you care about it!"

Kong Fan’s face was red, and he once again performed a ceremony. He said in a tone: “Cong Fan is wrong!”

"But it!" After another sigh, the man no longer spoke. Seeing this, everyone in Zhengyangzong worshipped in that direction, and they vaguely knew that the ancestors of Zhengyangzong were retreating in the forbidden land of Zhengyangzong.

At this moment, the weather is already very late. After all the people experienced the attack of the Magic Gate, they were mentally exhausted. What's more, most of them were in the middle of the body, and their physical strength was not as good as before. They went back to their houses and rested.

And the heads of the public were eager to bring the three Golden Danes into the hall, ready to ask something out of their mouths.

Qin Mo stood in the house and touched the body with some pain. Then he looked at the smudged robes with some disappointment. He loved Jie. He did not care about his situation when he was just so confused. At this moment, When you calm down, you can't stand it.

I took off my robes and knocked on the door. I felt the familiar atmosphere outside the house. Qin Motou did not say it again: "Please come in!"

When Lin Zikai walked into the house with a big bath tub, he saw that Qin Mo only wore a slightly transparent silk blouse with long hair.

Lin Zikai couldn't help but sigh, and the heartbeat didn't know why it was speeding up. Such a master, he had never seen it. Unlike the indifference and alienation in the weekdays, he was a little lazy at this moment.

Immediately put down the bath tub in his hand, Lin Ziyan quickly turned around and closed the door behind him. I don't know why, he just doesn't want the master to be seen by others.

Looking at the bucket of water in front of him, Qin Mo’s eyes couldn’t help but lightly. Just now he was still thinking about where to take a shower. Now Lin Zikai has sent him a large bucket of hot water, this younger brother. Very sweet.

Thinking about it, Qin Mo glanced at Lin Zikai and saw that his cheeks were slightly reddened. Qin Mo thought he was shy, and his heart could not help but be more satisfied. This little teacher is really good.

However, Qin Moping has always been used to the cold, even if he is extremely satisfied with Lin Zikai at the moment, he only said faintly in his mouth: "Well, you can go out!" When the words were just exported, Qin Mo regretted it. ····

Lin Ziwei gave a slight glimpse, then nodded and turned and walked outside the house.

Looking at the door that had been closed, Qin Mo's thin lips slammed slightly, and finally did not say anything, only turned back to the huge wooden barrel.

Lin Zizhen stood outside the room of Qin Mo, listening to the sound of the water inside, his hands clenched unconsciously, his eyes were slightly reddish. Immediately, as if I had thought of something, I walked straight to the door before looking at the house, as if I wanted to see the door. The mouth is as gentle as ever: "Master, I will help you rub it back!"

Qin Mo was sitting inside the wooden barrel, and his whole body was wrapped in warm water. He only felt a refreshing feeling. It seemed that the exhaustion of the whole body disappeared. Hearing Lin Zikai's words, his brows wrinkled slightly, just wanted to refuse, he thought that he had just lost some of his eyes, the words in his mouth could not help but finally said "good!"

The long ink hair was stained with some water vapor, and the scattered ones were draped behind him, which made his body white and jade. Lin Zizhen stood behind Qin Mo's body, his fingertips shook slightly, then he grasped the silky long paparat in his hand and gently wiped him up.

Lin Zikai’s eyes were a little red, but his mouth easily asked: "Master, why did the magic door attack us this time?"

Hearing the problem of Lin Zikai, Qin Mo’s brow was slightly wrinkled and he thought about it. He finally shook his head helplessly and said, “I don’t know!”

The room was quiet at once, and the two stopped talking, only the faint sound of water was floating in the air.

"Okay!" Putting down the silk in his hand, Lin Zi looked at Qin Mo, still motionless, his lips moving slightly, and finally only said: "Master, I am going back!"

Listening to the sound behind him, Qin Mo’s body was slightly stiff, and the hand that picked up Sipa also paused a little, and then resumed again.

I used to have a light and waveless appearance and continue to take a shower.

Lin Zikai lay on his bed, and the bright yellow moonlight came in from the window and projected on his face, revealing the expression on his face.

He widened his eyes and looked at the beam of the house in front of him. His face was no longer a gentle and harmless smile on weekdays, but a thin lip, his eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be thinking about something. He held a jade bottle tightly in his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "Master brother ······"

Early the next morning, Qin Mo just got up and saw Lin Zikai practicing swords in the yard. All the disciples of Yueqingmen lived in the same yard, so it is normal to see others.

Standing on one side and watching for a long time, Qin Mo's brow could not be slightly wrinkled. Lin Zikai's practice seems to be only the basic sword method of Yueqingmen, and the real power of Yueqingmen is its sword.

Thinking this way, Qin Mo could not help but step forward and interrupted the movement of Lin Zikai and asked: "Do you only have these basic swordsmanship?"

Although Qin Mo's tone is cold, but Lin Zikai can feel a faint concern from it, his heart is happy, his face can not help but reveal a smile: "Well, other high-ranking swords, I have not qualified to learn, after all, I am just outside the door. disciple."

Hearing this, Qin Mo could not help but have some doubts. He remembers that even if he is a foreign disciple, he can learn the sword of Yueqingmen as long as he is at a certain stage. Moreover, Lin Zizhen is still the protagonist of this world.

Immediately, I saw the smile of Lin Zi’s mouth with a little self-deprecating smile. Qin Mo immediately put those doubts behind him and took out the Bi-Jing sword and said, “I teach you!”

The smile on the face of Lin Zikai became more and more brilliant.

In such a training and practice, time passed quickly.

"Master, the uncle and the head of the hole are looking for you!" The voice of shouting came from afar. Qin Mo turned his head and saw a familiar familiar Yueqing disciple quickly ran to his side. Said incessantly.

"Good!" Qin Moyi, then put away the sword in his hand, nodded slightly to the disciple, turned and said to Lin Zikai: "I will leave first!"

Lin Zi's eyes flashed, but the smile on his face was the same, and his mouth rose. He watched Qin Mo leave here.

As the disciple came to the main hall of Zhengyangzong, Qin Mo saw Jin Linfeng sitting at the top.

Seeing Qin Mo, the more white clothes, the face of Jin Linfeng could not help but smile. Even if it was extremely chaotic last night, he also saw that Qin Mo alone solved a magical repair that already had the medium-term strength of the foundation. A good apprentice, he is proud of his heart.

"Qin Moxian, this time the old man is looking for you, I want to ask you one thing!" Kong Fan has always been straightforward, seeing Qin Mo, can not care a lot, immediately went straight to the theme and said.

Qin Mo's eyes were bet on him, waiting quietly for the following.

"We want you to go with the dog to see if Huang Tian's secret is really open!" Kong Fan continued.

Huang Tian's secret? Qin ink's face is unchanged, and his heart is slightly strange.

It seems that I saw the doubts of Qin Mo. Jin Linfeng on the side immediately explained to Qin Mo the origin of Huang Tian’s mystery and the reason why the magic door attacked this time.

After they finished, Qin Mo also understood the significance of this Huangtian mystery to the comprehensible, and could not help but nod.

Seeing that Qin Mo agreed, Kong Fan’s face also showed a big smile. When he patted the table, he said, “Hey, come out and meet Qin Moxian!”

When he heard the footsteps, Qin Mo couldn’t help but turn his head and saw that he had walked out of the hall. It was the Confucius who had seen it last night. At this moment, he was wearing a white silk robe with a gold silk, and he still had a folding fan in his hand. His face was full of smiles and he did not see yesterday's weakness. It seems that the spirit of the blue sky is still very effective.

Seeing Qin Mo, the smile on Kong Yan’s face was not obvious. I saw him holding a fist to Qin Mo slightly and said: “Qin Moxiong, this time you have to rely on you for more!”

Qin Mo only looked at him faintly, and gently "hmm", he nodded slightly to the people present and turned and left.

Confucius's expression was stagnation, and then a folding fan was chased up in the direction of Qin Mo.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, there is a little thing during the day, so that it is only updated now, spoiled and forgive!

Also, when the code word suddenly noticed that it was in the martial art, everyone called "Qin Mo" as "small ink". Now it seems that it is really embarrassing. I am trying to change this title. .