"Sort of." The remnant said lightly.

Mo Zhiyu came alone, very low-key. He got off the flying ship and planned to rent a carriage next to him to go to Cloud City, where the headquarters of Cloud Gate was located. And before he left the deck, he saw a huge and luxurious flying ship next to him, which had a fight with Cheng Qixue, and a big flag was erected on the top of the sail, which read: Sword Heng Sect.

"Sword Heng Sect?" Mo Zhiyu thought for a while, he didn't know the personnel involved in the action of the Sword Heng Sect this time, but it was best not to look at Luo Yiying, he couldn't stand that kid's eyes.

It turned out to be really not Luo Yiying.

"Hey, Brother Mo!" Mo Zhiyu had just gone down the deck when he heard a hearty voice, and when he looked back, he saw a man dressed in purple with gorgeous embroidery walking in a dashing manner surrounded by a crowd of people, like the opening boss of a gangster movie.

Mo Zhiyu thinks that he doesn't know this man, but there is one person he knows among the "little brothers" behind this man, Gongsun Yunjie.

The people from the Sword Heng Sect came so loudly that they had already scared away the people who were in the boat with Mo Zhiyu. Mo Zhiyu, who originally planned to act in a low-key manner, had to be high-profile now.

The man in purple walked over laughing, just like seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and seemed to be about to give Mo Zhiyu a strong hug as soon as he came up, but Mo Zhiyu took a step back and avoided it.

Mo Zhiyu asked politely, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

"So you don't know me?" The man in purple smiled confidently without the slightest embarrassment.

Mo Zhiyu nodded, complaining in his heart, of course he didn't know!

Then the man in purple tidied up his clothes solemnly, waved his hands and saluted according to the etiquette of Donglu, and said, "Down, Luo Yiheng." ”

Luo Yiheng? Mo Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at the man carefully. Of course he knows Luo Yiheng's name, the second son of the sect master of the Sword Heng Sect, although he ranks second, he can actually be said to be the senior brother of the Sword Heng Sect, and the best candidate for the next sect master of the Sword Heng Sect.

But now this person feels like a typical son of a family, and he is also very familiar, compared with his younger brother Luo Yiying, he is not like a brother at all.

Then Mo Zhiyu returned the salute and said, "It turned out to be Brother Luo." ”

Gongsun Yunjie walked out from behind Luo Yiheng, looked at Mo Zhiyu, and smiled slightly: "Second son Mo, what a coincidence, farewell in September, and now we are companions again." ”

Mo Zhiyu smiled and nodded.

"Brother Mo, your companions are not only the fourth junior brother, but also me." Luo Yiheng laughed, very enthusiastic, "Since they are all going to Cloud City, take my car." ”

"You're welcome." Mo Zhiyu couldn't stand this person's enthusiasm and hurriedly postponed it.

But Luo Yiheng took his hand and started leaving, still laughing: "You are a shameless junior brother, you are my junior brother, of course you don't have to be polite!" ”

This enthusiasm is difficult to resist, so Mo Zhiyu was pulled into the carriage that was not inferior to the big ship's sassy bag. This carriage is not only spacious, comfortable, and shock-absorbing, but also set up with a special formation, which is exceptionally warm, and it feels a little hot when you sit in it and move a little.

"Brother Mo shouldn't have been to Cloud City before, I'm going to take you for a good walk." Luo Yiheng's enthusiasm has not diminished, "The Cloud Turning Building here is not inferior to the Drunken Red Mansion in Linqi......"

Before Luo Yiheng finished speaking, Gongsun Yunjie, who was also sitting in the carriage, coughed a few times and said, "Senior brother, senior sister said it before leaving." This trip is for the major events of the Xianhua League, don't mess with flowers. ”

Mo Zhiyu silently leaned against the wall of the car, a little embarrassed. He had heard of Luo Yiheng's nickname before, and he was indeed a well-deserved old driver.

"Hey~ Fourth, my sister also said that those who do big things are not informal." Luo Yiheng didn't take Gongsun Yunjie's words seriously at all, "If you don't adjust your physical and mental state, how can you do great things perfectly?" Right? Brother Mo? ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't expect it to suddenly come to him, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he smiled politely. As a result, Luo Yiheng looked at Mo Zhiyu's smile, and he didn't understand the embarrassment at all, and laughed heartily: "Brother Mo is really temperamental, unlike your senior brother, what kind of cultivation is pure and has few desires!" ”

Mo Zhiyu doesn't want to say anything anymore, let him go! Gongsun Yunjie also looked helpless.

"Brother Mo shouldn't know about the men and horses of this operation, right?" Luo Yiheng became more and more energetic the more he spoke, "Like Miss Cheng who apprenticed to Yunmen, she is a chic and atmospheric heroine; Like Mr. Jin of the Jiuzhi Sect, that is gentle and graceful......"

Gentle and virtuous...... Mo Zhiyu subconsciously held his forehead, this second son of Luo is afraid that he has never seen Jin Wushuang's "gentle mace".

Gongsun Yunjie reminded in a low voice: "Senior brother, Miss Cheng has already married the eldest prince of Wuda, and Mr. Jin has already married the grand prince......"

"I'm not done yet!" Luo Yiheng waved his hand and asked Gongsun Yunjie not to interrupt, "That Zhu Piaopiao of Leiyin Pavilion, that figure ...... Why did you go to meditation? Luo Yiheng looked pity, but in an instant, he was full of enthusiasm again,

"But this time, you must take a look at the legendary Yun family master. It's a pity that the genius who is not born in the world does not leave the house, and it is very mysterious. Although he is only ten years old, looking at the portraits of the heads of the Yun family in the past, he should also be a beautiful embryo. ”

"Not even a 10-year-old." Mo Zhiyu scolded in his heart, "Beast." ”

It seems that because Luo Yiheng chattered along the way to introduce the "customs and customs" he knew, time passed very quickly, and it felt like it was only half an hour, and they entered Cloud City and arrived outside the Yun family's mansion.

After getting off the carriage, a disciple of the Yun family came to greet him: "Please come with me all the people of the Sword Heng Sect." ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't wear the clothes that Tianjian Mountain had newly made for him, he only wore an ordinary robe, so the disciples of the Yun family didn't recognize him, so he took the initiative to go up and say, "I'm Mo Zhiyu from Tianjian Mountain, may I ask if the people from Tianjian Mountain have arrived?" ”

"It turned out to be Grandpa Mo." The Yun family disciple said respectfully, "I've already stayed, please." ”

So everyone followed the disciples of the Yun family into the Yun family's mansion.

As he entered the gate, the voice of the remnant soul remembered in Mo Zhiyu's mind, "Did you notice? ”

"Noticed." Mo Zhiyu replied to her in his mind, "The entire Cloud City is full of divine descendants. After two thousand years of the implementation of the Killing God Order, there are still so many gods and human races living in harmony here. The Yun family is also a godborn, right? ”

"Yes." The remnant soul said, "It's the Yun clan, one of the eight clans of the divine descendant. Unlike your Clan's pursuit of combat power, the people of the Yun Clan prefer to study spells, and their particularity is: 'They can understand the language of all things, so they have an extremely high talent in the cultivation of spells.' Of course, you should still remember what I said, and it was also used by Wanwan, Yun's own bloodline technique - "Everything is Empty". ”

"The Yun family, it's really amazing."

"Guard?" When Mo Zhiyu heard these two words, he suddenly felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard them. - Next chapter, "The Gathering of Heroes"

(End of chapter)