Thunderbolt Single Sword God

The sea of ​​clouds floats.

On the majestic Fumo Cliff.

Mo Li practiced Sword Technique for a while, came to the edge of the cliff to rest, looked at the sea of ​​clouds and couldn't help thinking about it.

Since he was born, he has never left Wanzheng. He learned from the classics that the world is very big, and there is a trace of curiosity in the boy's heart...

Suddenly!

Mo Yunhao quietly appeared like a dream bubble, and found that Lili was standing on the edge of the cliff in a daze.

Knowing a son is like a father, with a youthful heart, Mo Yunhao knows what Mo Li thinks in his heart. In the past, he would often stand on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of ​​clouds and thinking about it.

"The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Lier, take heart."

Indulging in the unknown world, Mo Li, who looked contemplative, was startled by the voice behind him, and hurriedly turned around and bowed in salute.

"Father, Mo Li understands."

"Well, today, you don't need to practice, and I will tell you something for my father's love."

Looking at his son, Mo Yunhao said solemnly that he was a little worried about Ying Hongxue's acting skills, but he couldn't care less about it, and sooner or later he would recognize each other.

"Father, please tell me."

Mo Li was a little puzzled, why his adoptive father looked so serious today, and why he spoke so solemnly.

"This is not a place to talk, come with me. 117"

Mo Yunhao didn't wait for Mo Li to react, his body turned into a rainbow for a moment, and disappeared on Fumo Cliff with Li.

Too Immortal Fuchu.

Ying Hongxue sat in the first place and took a sip of tea. She put down the teacup and felt a little nervous. She thought about many plans in her mind, and finally decided to let nature take its course.

Because Mo Yunhao told him that Mo Li was very mature and he didn't need to worry too much, explaining the reason, he would understand.

"Li'er, my mother finally saw you."

Seeing Mo Yunhao and Mo Li walking into the Great Hall together, Ying Hongxue stood up with a happy and excited expression on her face.

"Father? This..."

As soon as Mo Lifu saw a beautiful young woman who claimed to be his mother, his mind went blank with shock, and he couldn't help looking at Mo Yunhao.

"Li'er, find a place to sit down, and Weifu will explain to you slowly.

Mo Yunhao stepped up to Ying Hongxue's side, held her hand, and said with an air of reminiscence:

"Cough, Li'er, you are actually not the adopted son I picked up, but the biological son of me and Xue'er, the details are as follows..."

Mo Yunhao told Mo Li that he and Ying Hongxue had a child out of wedlock eighteen years ago, and they were worried that the two elders would find out about it, which would insult the ajdh family...

And Ying Hongxue has been secretly caring about Mo Li, but Li doesn't know about it.

Now that Mo Yunhao is the Supreme Lord, Ying Hongxue can naturally come to the Supreme Mansion

"Li'er, now your mother and I are going to get married, so I will tell you about your life experience now."

Mo Yunhao glanced at Mo Li, who was sitting at the side in a daze, thinking about what he said just now.

Although it is not particularly rigorous, but there is no major problem, it is almost enough. Besides, after hundreds of years of hardship, who will study all this deeply.

"Father, mother, please be respected by your child.

Mo Li stood up and knelt down to pay respects. At this moment, he was very excited. He was actually the son of his adoptive father.

Nothing could excite him more than this, he dreamed of becoming the son of his adoptive father.

What's more, now that his mother is in front of him, the excitement in his heart can no longer be expressed in words.

"Good boy, get up."

Ying Hongxue stepped forward to help Mo Li, observed carefully, and couldn't help nodding inwardly, she was indeed very similar to Mo Yunhao.

"Li'er, although you are my son, you will practice as usual from now on. Don't expect your mother to protect you. Xue'er has her work to do, so she will only visit you occasionally."

Mo Yunhao has a serious face, and when the Tianfeng Conference is over, he is going to send Mo Li to the Southern Region to cultivate his self-reliance.

"Yeah, kid understands."

Mo Li nodded seriously, feeling the excitement in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time, now that he knew that as Mo Yunhao's son, he couldn't disgrace his father's prestige.

"Li'er, let's go, accompany mother to the Taishang Mansion."

Ying Hongxue was also a mother for the first time, so she wanted to have a casual chat with Mo Li first.

Fortunately, Mo Li is now eighteen years old and mature, so she doesn't need to bother too much, just make friends.

"Yes, mother."

Mo Li was also curious about Ying Hongxue's identity, so he bowed slightly and respectfully responded, and then Ying Hongxue and Mo Li left the Taishang Great Hall together.

"Oh, I'm really tired, it's finally over, um, I have to tell Feidao about this, so as not to make trouble in the future."

Mo Yunhao sighed slightly, thinking that his junior brother Jian Feidao, and then condensed the red and blue true energy in his palm to shape it.

In an instant, a lifelike ice-fire phantom butterfly fluttered its wings and flew out of the Taishang Mansion, aiming directly at Wanzheng Dynasty City...

Wan Sakai Chaocheng.

After Chong Yuzhi's death, it has been taken over by the Taishang Mansion, and now the Taishang Mansion is the owner of the world of abyss.

A large rock site has been built now, and the Wankai Tianfeng Conference will be held here.

I don't know how much blood will be spilled here, Jian Fei felt helpless in his heart, sighed faintly, bowed his body and gave a slight salute to thank him.

"The storm is coming, thank you three for your assistance!"

The reason why Jian Feidao was so worried, he didn't know in his heart that Mo Yunhao's move was to give the world a bad reputation.

Let me tell you clearly that in the future, the recruits will be highlighted, and when you meet Wu Taishangfu, don't have any bad thoughts, or you will bear the consequences!

"Brother Jian, please be polite, such trivial matters are nothing to worry about."

Yi Qiunian stroked his beard and smiled, waved his hands and didn't care, it was just a rocky field, it was easy for the four of them.

"The strength of the sword master is unfathomable. In today's Martial Forest, who is the match? It depends on who comes from to take the humiliation, ha."

I should laugh at the sneer on my face, the strongest person in Martial Forest today is nothing more than the four of them Wentian Qifeng are on equal footing.

Except for those old antiques that haven't been born for a long time, he can't think of anyone who can be rivaled.

"Let's wait and see."

Feng Zhihen is quite interested. Now that his injury has healed, he has recently studied the single-forward Sword Technique. He has combined his strengths and weaknesses into his own sword technique, and his strength is even better than before.

"I'm looking forward to the upcoming Martial Forest competition, Scar of the Wind, I will definitely beat you next time."

Ying laughed at the fighting spirit in my words, obviously I have lost to the current Fengzhihen in private, but he is not discouraged.

Mo Yunhao has passed on his true Yin & Yang volume, he is now practicing in the shallow days, and the days to come will be long and he will compete with the wind marks.

And the mysterious Underworld Emperor who plotted against him, Ying Xiao, I also silently remembered it in my heart, and I must give it back in the future!

"Front of the Western Underworld, your single front, I look forward to it."

Feng Zhihen said with a blank expression on his face, Ying laughed that my strength was very strong, and he didn't use the power of black and white bipolar.

It took a long time to win it, and now I have Mo Yunhao to correct the single forward Sword Technique, and its strength in the future should not be underestimated.

Feng Zhihen has not yet gone to Kunlun to further study, no one knows better than him, only when he has cultivated the bipolar power, can he deeply understand the tyranny of the sword master.

Feng Zhihen has feelings in his heart, as long as he returns from Kunlun's practice of Tai Chi.

Hardship Devil World Except a Heavenly Devil, no one will be his opponent!.