Wang Shuo shook his head without looking back, "That's no longer important, let's go, I still have a lot of things to do." Of course, you can also go to Tianwei City first, and just say that I said it. ”

"No, that's important. ”

Mo Yanchang said with a smile: "Because the little fairy is a genius, and he is very competitive. We were all in the same class that year, and he was the first of the three. If I say that, he will be very angry and will definitely kill you to prove his strength. ”

Wang Shuo said indifferently: "He can't prove it, his mind is only to this extent." ”

Mo Yanchang smiled: "I know, when I saw him just now, I knew it." He wants to kill you, but he's also afraid of you. Because you have been a little unbelievable all these years. You are an idol in the eyes of many people, a living legend. ”

"A lot of people want to see where you can go, whether you can get to the top. ”

"Yuanyuan said, you will never be worse than others, because you are the master's disciple, you are our junior brother, and you will always be the strongest. ”

Wang Shuo frowned, turned around and said, "What do you want to say?"

Mo Yanchang smiled: "We want to go back to the Storm Gate, is it okay? Not only me, but also Yuanyuan, Zhao Wangcai, and Lin Hua." Is that okay?"

Wang Shuo's eyes narrowed slightly, this request was a bit excessive.

It wasn't just him, Wang Shuo, who expelled them, but Master also deprived them of their qualifications.

They were no longer part of the Storm Gate, as was made clear back then.

"Is that okay?"

Mo Yanchang asked again, and there seemed to be a hint of hope in his eyes.

Wang Shuo's eyes fell on the three tombs, and he thought of the past, if Zhao Zhaoqi from the Agni Fire Gate had not gone back then, what would happen to the Storm Gate now?

Wang Shuo sighed lightly, turned around and said, "Yes, you can leave now, right?"

He didn't want to stay here anymore, it made him a little depressed and a little sad.

"Wait. ”

Mo Yanchang ran in front of Wang Shuo, stopped smiling, and became a little serious, "Can you say it once in front of them?"

Wang Shuo was a little impatient, but he still walked back, "I, Wang Shuo, the head of the Storm Gate, have decided to put Mo Yuanyuan, Zhao Wangcai, and Lin Hua back under the command of the Storm Gate, and they are still my master's disciples." ”

Mo Yanchang suddenly smiled, "And me, and me." ”

Wang Shuo raised his voice and said, "Mo Yanchang, are you willing to accept you into the Storm Gate again?"

Mo Yanchang nodded heavily, "I am willing, I am willing, life and death will not be separated." ”

Wang Shuo laughed shamefully in his heart, is life and death inseparable?

He believed Mo Yuanyuan 10,000 times, and he didn't want to believe Mo Yanchang's nonsense.

"Senior Brother Lin. ”

Mo Yanchang walked to the one on the left and whispered, "Do you hear that? Senior Brother has taken you back to the Storm Gate." ”

"Senior Brother Zhao, do you hear that? Senior Brother has taken you back to the door. ”

"Sister, your longing for many years has finally come to an end, and my junior brother is willing to take us back to the Storm Gate. ”

Wang Shuo lowered his head, and the words made him uncomfortable as if he had gone crazy.

He could feel Mo Yanchang's friendship for other people, it was real, it wasn't for him Wang Shuo to see.

Moreover, he didn't want to see it either.

He just wanted to turn around, take a few steps, and leave.

"I've been pressed for time lately. ”

Wang Shuo whispered, "It is necessary to find out as soon as possible how many people are plotting against the Heavenly Spirit Vein, and how many strong people of the older generation are hiding in the secret. ”

"Let's go, and worship them when it's over. ”

Mo Yanchang raised his head, picked up his sword, and shouted at Wang Shuo's back, "Little junior brother." ”

Wang Shuo was inevitably a little disgusted in his heart, and stopped and said, "If there is something, you can say it." ”

"Give. ”

Mo Yanchang threw over an object, and Wang Shuo grabbed it with his backhand, it was a piece of paper.

Wang Shuo couldn't help but look at Mo Yanchang suspiciously.

"I don't owe you any more. ”

Mo Yanchang smiled: "Thank you." ”

Wang Shuo sighed: "As long as you are willing to change your mind, as long as you can make Yuanyuan Spring stable, you don't owe me anything." ”

"Wang Shuo!"

Mo Yanchang suddenly burst into tears, "I don't owe you anything." ”

Wang Shuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't say that, come with me." ”

Mo Yanchang roared again: "Master, I owe you you as a cow and a horse in the next life, if there is an afterlife, you must not accept a disciple like me again, I am not worthy!"

Wang Shuo changed color and shouted, "Senior Brother Mo!"

Mo Yanchang laughed again, crying and laughing, the sword swing was the fastest sword in his life.

But it was he who killed!

Wang Shuo rushed in front of Mo Yanchang, blood splattered, and Wang Shuo was sprinkled all over.

Mo Yanchang killed himself.

Wang Shuo was stunned, Mo Yanchang gave him a bad impression, at least from the day they left the Storm Gate.

The hand gradually lost its temperature, and all it was a corpse in its hand.

After a long time, Wang Shuo reached out and closed Mo Yanchang's eyes.

Why?

Why are you so troubled!

How could I, Wang Shuo, ever really hate you?

We......

It's a senior brother!

Wang Shuo's gaze fell on the three tombs ten meters away, there was a new pit, not very new, but it would not take more than two months.

And that time also happened to be when Wang Shuo first got the news.

That's what he prepared for himself.

Wang Shuo couldn't help but burst into tears, walked over with Mo Yanchang's body in his arms, and slowly put it down.

In that position, you can just look at Mo Yuanyuan's side.

The loess gradually falls, and this is a bureau.

A bureau set up by Mo Yanchang himself, a bureau of repentance, and a bureau that only wants peace of mind.

Maybe......

After leaving that day, they already wanted to come back, right?

Maybe......

It's just that I can't put it down.

Wang Shuo brought in stones and made them into tombstones.

The little flying dragon had come back and turned into the Dragon Roar Sword, and the golden little sword finally got a chance and quickly disappeared.

"The tomb of senior brother Mo Yanchang, junior brother Wang Shuoli. ”

"Senior Brother Lin Hua ......"

"Senior brother Zhao Wangcai ......"

"The tomb of senior sister Mo Yuanyuan, junior brother Wang Shuoli. ”

The autumn wind is bleak, and this cold wind is a little more sad.

Wang Shuo stood for a long time, and finally, he bowed again one by one.

"If there is an afterlife, we will all be brothers, sisters and brothers. ”

Wang Shuo took a few steps back, maybe this is the impermanence of life.

When the Daomen was in great trouble, he also thought about gathering people from the Daomen later, but unfortunately, he Wang Shuo did not have that reputation, and many people couldn't pull it off.

Yue Yishan and others are a good example.

Wang Shuo looked down at the stack of papers in his hand, which was full of words.

"The most dangerous and mysterious person, the nameless old man, dressed in a wide black robe, wearing a cyan grimace mask, his strength is ominous, his origin is unknown, some people call him the Great Protector, it is very dangerous, treat it with caution. ”

"The great god general Song Yi, the visual strength is the peak of the Great Tianzun......"

"The Great Warrior Monk Lengkong, the peak of the Great Tianzun is visually measured, the strength is extremely terrifying, you can't get close, remember, remember ......"

Wang Shuo stuffed the paper into his arms, this is what Mo Yanchang said he didn't owe himself.

Now he just hopes that everyone is still a member of the Storm Gate, and that's enough.