Mo Zhiyu heard footsteps, the other party was approaching him, and Haruina's voice sounded again: "I told you before, if someone wants you to die, I will kill you." Now guess what, am I going to kill you? ”

"Ahem! Ho ho ......" Mo Zhiyu spoke, his voice already hoarse. But he could hear footsteps already in front of him, and that was the time! Mo Zhiyu raised his left hand and pointed at his sword, and a golden light shot out.

Harina snorted, forced to leap backwards by the golden light, and quickly distanced herself from the ink delirium. Mo Zhiyu immediately stood up on the ground with an ink knife, his eyes opened, and his eyes were red and gold.

"So you're no longer controlled by my eyes." Harina touched a thin crack on her face, the crack did not ooze blood, but her Luo Bingqian's "mask" still began to shatter rapidly from this crack.

Mo Zhiyu looked at her and said: "To be able to control people's bodies, the key is to control people's hearts, if your heart is not offset, it will naturally not be controlled by others." ”

"Yes." She smiled softly, and the "mask" on her face was completely shattered. At this time, the dawn was already in full bloom, and the night was about to reced, and the red light shone on the girl's face, and the morning and night merged at this moment, and it was incomprehensibly beautiful.

Mo Zhiyu's temples suddenly jumped wildly, his headache splitting, and the memories in his brain seemed to collide with each other, piecing together randomly, as if they were trying to find the missing piece of the puzzle! He seems to remember, remembers this face!

"Looks like we're going to talk again next time." The girl said, stepping back towards the cliff behind her.

"Wait!" Mo Zhiyu rushed forward, but he stumbled because of his injuries, and he immediately got up again and shouted, "Who are you?" ”

"Wanwan." In this morning light, the girl with a smile on her face fell back, to the fiery sea of clouds, to the abyss.

Mo Zhi jumped down without thinking about it, and then saw a huge bird rushing out of the sea of clouds, the same giant bird he saw in Buming Mountain. Standing on the giant bird, the girl threw something at him and chuckled, "You deserve it." ”

Mo Zhiyu caught this thing, reflexively stabbed the ink knife into the cliff, and then he climbed the cliff, and when he looked back, the mysterious girl had disappeared into the sea of clouds.

His thoughts were still very confused, so he couldn't wait to ask the remnant soul, "Who is Wanwan?" ”

"I don't know." Although the remnant soul said this, his words were full of doubt, "But it's too much of a coincidence. ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately asked again: "What coincidence?" ”

The remnant soul said, "Wanwan, it's the name you gave your daughter." ”

"She's my daughter?" Ink was so frightened that he almost fell off the cliff.

"I know it's impossible! You're only sixteen years old, where could you possibly have such a big daughter? There was a deep speechlessness in the remnant's voice, "Even if it is, why did your daughter kill you?" Because you have failed her mother and abandoned her wife? ”

Mo Zhiyu fell into deep contemplation.

"How dare you think so!" If the remnant had a physical entity, she would have gritted her teeth in anger by now, and then she reverted to her cold appearance and said, "Anyway, there are more and more mysteries now. ”

At this time, Hu Hansan shouted from above: "Old fox, are you dead?!" ”

It's all this time, and this dead fat man doesn't want to be good. Mo Zhiyu replied angrily: "Not yet!" Then he put his feet on the cliff, drew his ink knife and jumped upward, and continued to borrow strength on the cliff with cloud steps, but after a few breaths he returned to the cliff, and then he fell to one knee on the ground, and the blood on his abdomen flowed incessantly.

"Second Uncle!" Azule immediately surrounded him, and the faceless man who led the team immediately waved and shouted: "Disciple of the Horse Banner!" "Ma Ziqi is a special medical institution of the War Department, and several disciples immediately ran over. But Mo Zhiyu waved his hand to stop them, he himself clicked on a few acupuncture points on his abdomen to stop the bleeding, and then spread out his palm, and in the palm lay a small coffin the size of a thumb, which was thrown to him by Wanwan just now.

The remnant soul told him: "This is the unique storage magic weapon of the Yin and Yang Stream of the Evil Sect, you can just throw it to the ground." ”

So Mo Zhiyu directly threw out the small coffin, and as soon as the coffin landed, it quickly grew larger, bluffing the surrounding disciples to avoid it, and then shamelessly beckoned a few disciples to open the coffin. Mo Zhiyu walked over and saw a young girl lying in the narrow coffin. The girl seemed to have been frightened, and her face was full of horror.

Mo Zhiyu showed a smile at her: "Little junior sister, it's okay." ”

"Senior brother!" Luo Bingqian jumped up from the coffin all of a sudden, crying bitterly and firmly embracing Mo Zhiyu. Mo Zhiyu is still injured on his body, and he almost vomited blood from this hug. But thinking that Luo Bingqian had been alone in this coffin for so many days before, she also felt pity for her in her heart, so she patted her thin back and comforted her, saying, "It's okay, it's really okay." ”

But now that Luo Bingqian's disciple uniform was taken away by Wanwan, she wore a middle coat, and now she was holding a man in front of everyone, which looked like that, Mo Zhiyu immediately took out a robe that he had stored in the collar emblem and put it on for her, then wiped her tears, and said with a low smile: "If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen, and it may take several days to disappear." ”

"Huh? Are you sure? Luo Bingqian's crying stopped instantly.

Azule next to him was dumbfounded, poked Hu Hansan next to him with his elbow, and asked, "There is still this kind of operation?" ”

Hu Hansan was in a daze, and was so disturbed by him that he nodded sullenly.

Luo Bingqian also noticed the injury on Mo Zhiyu's body at this time, and exclaimed: "Senior brother, why are you so seriously injured?!" ”

"Little things." Mo Zhiyu smiled casually, and then suddenly exclaimed in pain, "Oops, yes, yes, yes, Little sister, if you don't touch it, it's really a trivial matter! ”

This restless night in Sword Mountain finally came to an end.

Tianjian Mountain, the House of Elders, the Hall of the Senators. This is the place where the Great Elders of Heavenly Sword Mountain meet, and there is only a huge round table in this small room, and there are eleven positions around the table, and now there are the top eight people of Heavenly Sword Mountain. There are all the Great Elders except for Foreign Affairs, Law Enforcement, and Law Enforcement, as well as the Chief Great Elder Wu Sa, and the Mountain Elder Mu Yingfeng.

This is a rare meeting that Mu Yingfeng attends, but he still looks indifferent, leaning on the chair and closing his eyes. Wusa sat directly across from him, and he also looked like he didn't care about himself.

Luo Changyou, the deacon elder, presided over the meeting: "Everyone should know the content of this meeting. First of all, he has been removed from his position as the elder of Zhongshu without litigation and is now temporarily taking his place. ”