Mo Zhiyu pulled Yiyan to walk outside the store, and at the same time transmitted a message to Hu Hansan: "Don't come out, we'll see you in Chang'an!" ”

Before Hu Hansan and Yiyan could react, Mo Zhiyu had already rushed to the street with Yiyan and quickly moved towards the entrance.

At the same time, people on the streets are moving.

Yiyan finally noticed the situation and immediately sent a message to Mo Zhiyu: "Arrest you? ”

But before Mo Zhiyu could answer, these people had already answered her question with actions. The crowd moved quickly with the Ink Delirium, and they also quickly adjusted their position in the process of moving, surrounding the Ink Delirium and Yiyan Tuan, and they threw out the rope of binding immortals to each other, intending to create a binding immortal array.

But their calculations were too good, thinking that there would be no accidents in Linmao, a place where force is prohibited.

Mo Zhiyu couldn't help but speak, suddenly pulled out his knife, and with a slash, the strong blade light quickly shook out around him and Yiyan, instantly shaking all the people around him to the ground, and even cutting off all the immortal ropes together.

Although Mo Zhiyu's move caused a deterrent to the people present, there were more people on the other side, and they poured out of the streets and alleys in all directions, and their eyes behind the masks were full of greed.

Mo Zhiyu didn't expect to really be able to kill from here, he only needed a free time, and the replenishment of the black market crowd was this free time.

He suddenly stopped and hugged Yiyan, and said with a smile: "I'll take you to fly again." ”

"Huh?" Yiyan didn't react again, and Mo Zhiyu took her around in place, turning into a golden light and rushing towards the exit.

The streets of the black market suddenly exploded, and they rushed towards the exit.

The shopkeeper of the blacksmith shop was so anxious that he immediately said, "Go back to you first, and we'll figure it out ourselves!" ”

"No need." Hu Hansan shook his head very calmly, and looked up at the Panlong Stone Pillar standing against the sky and the earth in the distance, "He has his own way, let's see you in Chang'an." ”

The shopkeeper looked in the direction of Hu Hansan, smiled with relief, and said, "Yes, this place is accessible in all directions." ”

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There is a lonely mountain outside the city of Zhixiling in Shikang County, which is said to originate from the Longyan Mountain Range where the emperor's tomb is located, and is the place where the Kang Gong of the past dynasties was buried, and is also called "Mogong Mountain".

In August, it is already autumn, and the leaves on the treetops have gradually turned yellow, and an autumn wind has come down, and the fallen leaves are spread all over the ground.

As always, the old man carried a bamboo basket on his back, a broom and a sickle, and slowly walked from the mountain road to carry out a new round of cleaning of the Mo cemetery.

Without squinting, he walked straight to a grave on the left and wiped the tombstone with his sleeve. This is a double-coffin tomb, and the title of honor is written in large red letters, but the places where the old man rubbed it most carefully are two names: "Moqi" and "Yuelan".

Suddenly, I don't know if the wind blew the treetops and made a noise, the old man heard a soft cry: "Herb." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and looked at a tomb next to him, this tomb is the most luxurious in the entire cemetery, because the owner of the tomb was ordered by the emperor to be buried thickly, but here is a well-dressed mound, and the name written on the tombstone is: Dongwei Yi Wang Mo Zhiyu.

"Grandpa, I'm also old, and I'm having auditory hallucinations." Mo He smiled bitterly and said to the tomb next to him, "Son, wait a minute, after the grandfather and lady here take care of it, it's up to you." ”

Then he heard another voice: "Herb, don't clean up." ”

Mo He was sure that he had heard correctly, and he suddenly turned around, and saw two people standing behind him at some point, one looked to be a young man of about twenty-five, and the other was a much younger woman.

"Who are you?" Mo He immediately clenched his sickle and stood up, because this Mogong Mountain was the burial place of the previous clan's Kanggong, and it was the forbidden area of the entire clan Kang County, and all the mountain passes were heavily guarded, and it was impossible for anyone to sneak in quietly.

"I'm the Ink Delirium!" The young man said, his expression a little helpless.

Mo He immediately glanced at the tomb next to him, and his anger instantly burned from the bottom of his heart: "Where did the thief come from, he dared to pretend to be the deceased prince!" His body swelled rapidly, making him, an emaciated old man, suddenly burly.

"The Battle of the East China Sea, the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, the Southern Continent Secret Technique!" Mo Zhiyu said three key words at once, which made Mo He's offensive stop at once.

Mo He glared at him in surprise and scolded: "Where did you hear that?" ”

"I'm really Mo Zhiyu," Mo Zhiyu was also helpless, he thought about it, but still took out the ink knife, and said, "In this world, there should be no second one." ”

Mo He looked at the knife, and suddenly became excited, and wanted to reach out and grab it, but before his hand approached the scabbard of the ink knife, it was blocked by an invisible force, and his voice finally trembled: "You...... Still alive? ”

This is the third time that he has been questioned like this, and Mo Zhiyu is a little aesthetically tired. He nodded and said, "Yes, it's me, I didn't die in the desert as they say, I've always lived." ”

"Since you've been alive, why haven't you come back?!" Mo He's eyes were red, and his face was full of wrinkles and trembling, "Do you know grandpa...... Grandpa, he's been waiting for you?! ”

"I can't come back." Mo Zhiyu looked at the tombstone with a sad face, "No one can change what happened back then, I also slept in the desert for two hundred years, and I only woke up some time ago. ”

He put away the ink knife, walked towards the tomb of Mo Yan, tidied up his robe, knelt down neatly, and said, "Father should be very sad when he leaves, right?" ”

Mo He's body returned to its original state, he closed his eyes, calmed his emotions a little, and then said, "Grandpa was very peaceful when he left, he said, I can finally go to see you and Madame." Then he knelt down and took out three sticks of incense from his back basket and handed them to Mo Zhiyu.

"Is that so?" Mo Zhiyu said this with emotion, and then took the incense, and with a flick of his fingertips on the incense, the incense was naturally ignited, and he bowed three times to the tombstone, inserted the incense into the incense burner in front of the tombstone, and then kowtowed respectfully three times.

Mo He thought that Mo Zhiyu was very sad, and hurriedly persuaded: "Grandpa don't be sad, Grandpa and Madame will be very happy now that they know that you are back!" ”

Mo Zhiyu continued to kneel, straightened his waist, and said lightly: "Herb, you don't need to comfort me, I understand, in this world, people die like lights out, and the idea of reincarnation is just a lie taken out by Lei Yin Pavilion." Now that my father and mother are gone, there will be no more joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which is a good thing. ”

Next chapter, "My Name, of Course I Got It Back Myself"

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