The woman in red robe put down her pen, closed the book, and said with relief: "It seems that there are almost one missing mystery recorded in Tianji Tower. I thank the national teacher for future generations here."

"I don't have to thank you." Mo Wendong stood up and praised him by the way: "The tea is delicious."

Ling Aoyang, who had not spoken, suddenly laughed and said, "Teacher, why did you say it taste good without moving a sip of the tea in your cup?"

However, Mo Wendong did not answer him directly and walked straight outside. Seeing this, Ling Aoyang smiled and shook his head, got up and followed.

Only comments were left in the room, Jiwei and the woman in red robe.

"Prince Muhuai." The woman in red robe smiled slightly at Yan Ji who was stunned.

Yan Jiwei's body shook for a moment. Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly rose in the Tianji Building, which had no windows on all sides, causing the candlelight on the table to tremble slightly, and also blow off the veil covered on the face of the woman in red robe.

At this moment, Yan Jiwei finally saw the appearance of the woman in red robe.

The woman has delicate facial features and polite literary style. It seems that she has been in a very cold place for too long, and there are obviously a few red marks of sore marks on her plain white face. Rather than being quiet and peaceful, it is more appropriate to describe it as dull, as if she had just emerged and looked at this filthy earthly baby with a clear and flawless gaze.

"It's you." Yan Jiwei stared at her with a straight look, and couldn't help but tremble.

She felt that the woman's dark eyes seemed to be ridiculed and smiled, but there was more compassion and sympathy. Yan Jiwei suddenly felt a pain of guilt in her heart, and she hoped that there was hatred in her eyes.

Even if it's half a minute, it's fine.

"Nan Sheng, I..." Yan Jiwei was shocked by the scene in front of him and subconsciously stopped his mouth, his clear eyes kept widening.

"Prince Muhuai." The woman in the red robe still had a gentle smile on her face, "You come to me, are you trying to ask for a secret to the world?"

"Your heart tells me that you want to return to your home."

"The home where you lived for twenty years and had a river gurgling around the city."

Outside the door, Mo Wendong listened silently. Ling Aoyang stood aside and smiled and said, "Teacher, you are really hateful. You actually activated the Wind Palm to reveal the true face of the woman in red robe in front of the Mu Huai King. The entanglement between these two women is really hard to explain in a few words."

After not hearing anything unusual, Mo Wendong waved his sleeves and stood forward with his hands behind his back. "The chess piece must be tested, and the heart that can stand the most is the heart; the heart that cannot stand the most is also the heart of the people."

"Yes." Ling Aoyang casually patted the dust on a decorative object and said carelessly: "Disciple follows the teacher's teachings."

Gusu Junshan.

A subtle white ray soared into the sky.

Wudangshan Town Sect’s Sword, Tiandao Town Xuan, unsheathed.

The mysterious sword is connected to the heavenly path.

The sword body is elegant and elegant, with a black and red color suddenly left on the white edge. At first glance, it looks like a crane with a elixir head carved, about to fly up from the sword, which is extremely beautiful. It amazed the martial arts masters on the platform and the young masters watching.

However, Gu Jingyao did not appreciate it. Before Tiandao Zhenxuan was completely unsheathed, he jumped up and swept out a row of crossbow arrows towards Mo Haochen, as if a desolate rain of arrows was falling.

The moon crossbow, the moon rain.

But in a moment, Mo Haochen had already held the completely unsheathed Tiandao Zhenxuan and shouted angrily: "Fishes cannot escape from the abyss!"

Junya's sword body was slashed on the ground, and a nearly perfect circle was drawn. The circle quickly fell and sank out a clear abyss. Mo Haochen was in this abyss, and was completely unscathed under the baptism of the arrow rain.

Fish should not escape from the abyss, and live deep in the abyss, so as to avoid the disaster of killing.

"Trouble." Gu Jingyao began to assemble the Youyue Crossbow in his hand.

Gu Jingyao no longer has crossbow arrows. If the crossbow leaves the crossbow arrows, it will be like a wild beast losing its minions.

However, his crossbow is called Youyue Crossbow.

In the sword-making alliance, the disciples of Yayuque could cast cold arrows in the most obscure corners, or they could rush to the front line to kill the enemy. The only thing they rely on is this Youyue Crossbow.

Since it is the Youyue Crossbow, there are infinite possibilities.

Within a moment, the original crossbow arrow turned into a scimitar, like a crescent moon. Gu Jingyao held the knife and used his light skills named "Du Lu" to jump up, his eyes full of coldness.

No matter how deep the abyss pool is, it cannot resist the arrival of the moonlight.

"I told you to slander my Miss Chu Bi with evil words." Gu Jingyao said coldly and angrily: "Today, let you pay the price for your Wuji child words!"

Mo Haochen actually felt a strong sense of suffocation, oppressing every inch of true energy in his body, and every mysterious force on the sword could not be used, and he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. But at this moment, he couldn't help thinking too much, so he had to say heavier: "Li Yuan."

Li Yuan!

The water from the abyss pool rotated and condensed on the soles of Mo Haochen's feet, and finally grew higher and higher, sending him out of the abyss. Gu Jingyao's sword fell into nothing and slashed on the abyss. The abyss water suddenly turned into clear blue ink wisps floating slowly. Mo Haochen also lost his support and fell to the stage.

Gu Jingyao waved his knife impatiently, cut off the ink thread in front of him, and then whispered "vagueness" lightly, he used his great internal strength to his left palm and slapped the ground. The feather crossbows inserted into Taichung broke free, changed direction, and fell toward Mo Haochen.

Once again, the moon rains poured down.

"Although I don't understand it very much, the danger of the situation after hearing this little Taoist priest 'Li Yuan' is like exposing himself to Brother Gu's moonlight. Why is this?" Tang Zangtian felt puzzled.

"I didn't expect that this Taoist is not old and is already a master in the Zhanyue realm." Lan Chuyi narrowed his eyes and murmured.

Tang Zangtian was stunned.

Today, when the master of the Ji Pavilion is established again, the martial arts are divided into three realms of star-watching, and the moon has four realms. Most people in the world have exhausted their lives and cannot get rid of the star-watching realm that is listed as ordinary martial artists and enter the moon realm. Tang Zangtian subconsciously said: "This little Taoist priest looks only five or six years old, how could he be the moon realm? You are wrong."

"No, if it was as I thought, then I was absolutely not wrong." Lan Chuyi's face was no longer calm, "The fish cannot escape from the abyss, and there is another sentence after that. If this path does not have that move, then he definitely dare not 'leave the abyss' easily."

"What happened after this sentence?" Tang Zangtian asked.

"The country's powerful weapon cannot be shown to others." Lan Chuyi's breathing gradually became rapid. "This move is called 'Showing', and only masters above Zhanyue Realm can use it. The strength of its offensive is second only to Yao Jianzhi in Taoism!"

"He wants to use attack as defense!"
Chapter completed!