"Since I've waited for what I want, of course I'm going to leave quickly, and business should be sooner rather than later." Yiyan said, spreading his hand towards Mo Zhiyu and saying, "Take it?" ”

"What?" Mo Zhiyu was very puzzled, he couldn't remember what he owed Yiyan.

"I, the, one, box, gold, son, ah!" Yiyan paused word by word, and said very emphatically.

Mo Zhiyu then remembered that there was still a box of gold in his inner world, he smiled and said, "Sure enough, young people still have a memory." ”

The next day, Mo Zhiyu put the box into a storage bag and sent Yiyan, who had been chattering, away, and after that, he lived alone in the Cloud Gate Courtyard. He also thought about going to Yun Shi again, but these few times he went to that mountain villa, although he walked out of the mist formation, he never jumped out of the formation at the foot of the mountain, and was almost caught by the guards.

Mo Zhiyu could only guess that he was too active last time, and he really annoyed her, and now he couldn't even kneel on the washboard, so he could only wait obediently for his wife to dissipate his anger.

However, the days passed quickly, and within ten days, the people and horses on the Chang'an side came to Yuncheng in a mighty way, and a large number of supplies came at the same time. Of course, the people in Cloud City were very happy, almost welcoming them, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that what they welcomed was not the Xianhua Alliance, but those materials.

Mo Zhiyu sat in the restaurant on the side of the street, looking at the large group of people passing through the city below, and his eyes fell on the white-roofed tent in the team. He retracted his gaze, took a sip of wine, looked at Cheng Qixue, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "Now that the fake one has returned, it really should come back, right?" ”

Cheng Qixue laughed happily, it seemed that Mo Zhiyu had just performed a comedy, she said: "I heard, you have been to the villa several times, and you can't see anyone, right?" ”

"Seventh Master, it's not good that you're so happy when I hit a wall, how can you say that we are also a family." Mo Zhiyu also quipped.

"Who's in the same family with you?" Cheng Qixue snorted a few times unhappily, and then said, "Don't bother her, I heard that there is something going on inside Cloud Gate these days, I haven't seen her for a few days, I guess she's very busy." ”

"Something?" Mo Zhiyu was puzzled, thinking that when he left that day, he heard the maid say that the "old lady" was coming, "I thought she was angry." ”

"Angry? Hehehe, she's going to be angry? Cheng Qixue smiled happily again, "She wasn't angry with you two hundred years ago, what else can make her angry in this world?" It's not a day or two since you died, but fortunately I have nothing to do with you, otherwise I would have died of anger. ”

"Yes, of course my senior brother and I can't compare, he is so understanding, how can he be angry with you? Right? As soon as Mo Zhiyu heard Cheng Qixue mocking him, he immediately laughed back, and Cheng Qixue rolled his eyes angrily.

Mo Zhiyu smiled again and asked, "Tell me there, what happened to the Yun family?" ”

"I don't know~" Cheng Qixue shook her head indifferently, anyway, she wasn't curious or caring, she just wanted to lose her appetite for ink delusion, "The matter there is something that people with foreign surnames like you and me can't participate in, and the degree of secrecy is more than a thousand times stricter than Luo Yiheng's lace news, how can I know?" ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at Cheng Qixue's expression, and guessed that Cheng Qixue really didn't know, otherwise, according to her Cheng family's temperament, she would definitely not say that she didn't know, but directly spread it out on the face as a bargaining chip.

Then he saw that Cheng Qixue's gaze was attracted by the crowd below, and Mo Zhiyu also looked down, and at a glance he saw a big banner embroidered with a cross sword on it, which was the symbol of Tianjian Mountain.

There are not many people on the side of Tianjian Mountain, but some high-level disciples are surrounding a simple carriage, these disciples have grown up in the past two hundred years, so Mo Zhiyu doesn't know any of them, and he can't guess who is inside. So he looked at Cheng Qixue, his eyes were very ambiguous, and he asked very bluntly: "Is there him?" ”

Cheng Qixue glared at Mo Zhiyu, drank all the wine in the cup, put down the wine glass very proudly, and said: "Tianjian Mountain is so chaotic, Wuyan will not come, as for who was sent, Tianjian Mountain did not disclose it, but it should also be a heavyweight elder." ”

"Heavyweight?" Mo Zhi thought about it, his memory of the personnel transfer of Tianjian Mountain only stayed two hundred years ago, after his master Mu Yingfeng rebelled with Yueqi City, the old mountain chief re-emerged from the mountain and made a major adjustment. As for whether the positions of the Great Elders had been adjusted again after Wuyan ascended to the throne, he had no way of knowing.

However, there shouldn't be a need for people at the level of Great Elder to do things here, right? At most, there will be a foreign affairs elder Luo Bingqing.

"Now that everyone is here, there will definitely be a rally to the East China Sea soon, let's go." Cheng Qixue said, stood up, and threw a piece of Yuanli spar on the table, which made the shopkeeper next to him laugh a dog's leg.

Although Mo Zhiyu was not enthusiastic about the work that was about to start, he still had to show that he paid attention to it, so he drank not a drop of wine in his cup, and got up and left with Cheng Qixue.

By the time they went downstairs, the brigade on the Chang'an side had already gone away, and the people of Yuncheng had also gone away. Cheng Qixue and Mo Zhiyu only glanced at the tail of the crowd, then walked from the alley next to them, and went directly to the reception hall of Cloud Gate through the hidden spatial magic circle here. Then they sat down in their seats as if they were already waiting here early.

Soon, representatives of various sects from Chang'an also walked in one after another and took their seats. They all couldn't help but look in the direction of Heavenly Sword Mountain and saw the ink delirium.

This man, who had been rumored to have died for two hundred years, returned to the world in a very high-profile way nearly half a month ago, and now, this man is going to participate in the plan of the Xianhua Alliance again.

Moreover, he went to the East China Sea, and he was the only person in this operation who participated in the trip to the East China Sea that year.

Therefore, these people just watched, and did not look like they were going over to greet Mo Zhiyu.

And Mo Zhiyu, who was sitting there, could not help but straighten his clothes under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes. He didn't feel that he looked very cold, maybe the Xianhua League had spread him too mysteriously over the years, making these people look at him as if they were aliens.

This situation continued until the people from Heavenly Sword Mountain came in. The first to walk in from the side of Heavenly Sword Mountain were the two newly promoted Participating Elders, who were only in their hundreds, and they were already in the late stage of the Illusory Yuan Realm, and they had touched the signs of the Chaos Realm.

(End of chapter)