Ostentatious Zhao Yao Chapter 10:

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Late night, I rushed to the main peak of Chenji Mountain.

In front of the Temple of Innocence, I reported Lu Zhiyan's name, and the guard at the gate led me into the side hall, thinking that Mo Qing had already told them.

At the beginning, his sentence, "If she enters your dream again, report it with me." It was not an empty word.

I'm very proud. Mo Qing wants to grasp my whereabouts like this, he must be itch in his heart, fearing that one day I will come back and take away all his status and wealth, just like he did to me before. .

I sat in the side hall for a while and no one came, so I stood up and looked around.

This side hall of the Innocent Hall is basically the same as before. The treasures that should be there are still there, and the auras that should be there are still there. The evil spirits on the carved beams and the pillars, the Hydra around the pillars, The skull with the top light, a slaying evil atmosphere.

It is the style of Wan Slaughter when I was here.

In this kind of atmosphere, in a daze, I feel as if I am still alive, in control of life and death, and living a luxurious life that everyone in the world fears me.

I sat on the chair, fell back, closed my eyes, thinking about that year...

A crisp sound of "Tuk" came from the main hall next to it. Huh, at this time, there are still people in the main hall? I was curious, and quietly walked over, leaning against the door, listening to an old voice over the wall, suppressing my anger, and saying:

"The sect master came in and acted, and it became more and more contrary to the tenet of the Wan Lian Sect."

His voice reverberated in the empty hall, but it aroused the echo of thousands of waves in my heart, yeah! Yes! Unexpectedly, we still have such a vigilant person in the door of Wan Slaughter!

I felt that listening to the corner of the wall couldn't satisfy me, so I opened the door and looked out, trying to see which old and immortal hero was speaking.

From my perspective, the first thing I saw was Mo Qing sitting on the Shenlong bench above the main hall. His face was expressionless, as serious as a **** in the temple. He was completely different from the one who always hid himself under a huge cloak many years ago.

His sitting posture now is completely different from the posture I used to lean, lean, or **** my legs on that big chair.

He is more like the portrait of the old demon king handed down thousands of years ago, silent and dignified, with the power of not anger and prestige.

I curled my lips, and admitted in my heart that Mo Qing had inherited the blood of that family, and now I am dressed up, and I am not worthy of the name of the son of the devil.

There was no one in the hall at this time, except for an old man with pale hair standing under him. The old man leaned on a green steel walking stick, thinking that the crunch that hit the ground just now was the movement of the crutches.

Although I only saw a back figure, I also recognized the old man.

I have tens of thousands of disciples, and the number of sub-rudders all over the world is unclear. I can't manage it alone. So under the door master, there are four mountain masters: east, south, west, and north. This old man was Yuan Jie, the Lord of Beishan, who was established when I was reigning.

He is a stubborn, sinister old man who hates immortality very much.

Before entering the Wan Slaughter Gate, his family was slaughtered clean by the Immortal Sect. Since then, he has concentrated on cultivating demons, and he will kill the cultivators when he sees them. In the past, the immortal gates still circulated such words as "Ning Yulu swagger, not see the Lord of Beishan". He used to be regarded as one of my generals, but if there is an immortal sect who is innocent, let him deal with it.

But because the old man's personality is too stubborn and weird, I can't even talk about closeness with him.

Want to come too, and now this has changed the Lord's Wan Slaughter Sect, except for such a stubborn person, who would oppose the opinion of the Sect Master.

Yuan Jie said with a hoarse voice: "I used to push the front of the formation before the mountain gate. That is the form, it doesn't matter..."

Hey, you old man, saying this makes me unhappy. How can it be a form, it is a symbol! It's the spirit!

"Now, that Jiang Wu in Xinshan is first-rate. Although it is a scourge, it needs to be wiped out, but in any case, I cannot join forces with the Qianchen Pavilion!"

I raised my eyebrows. I haven't heard what Jiang Wu from Johor Bahru is. I think it is a character who has appeared in recent years, but I know that Qianchen Pavilion.

Like Jianxinmen, Qianchen Pavilion is one of the top ten immortal gates. In the battle of Sword Tomb, they also did their best. But because this force is not so strong, it is not as sharp as Jianxinmen, so I don’t have any reflections. Now when I mention it, I remember their pavilion master Qin Qianxian more than holding grudges. The world-famous beauty.

And he is not only beautiful, he is also beautiful without gender.

The path of the Bodhisattva in Qianchen Pavilion’s vein has no distinction between men and women. The body of both men and women is used in the practice. Similar to the legendary Bodhisattva. And this qinqianxian is probably the most bodhisattva-like living person in the world.

So, his beauty, men and women take it all.

I still remember that after I first heard about the beauty of Qin Qianxian, I arrested him once and locked him in a dungeon. I caught him and watched it all night, and it was really enjoyable. Now that I think about it, I still feel itchy, if I have the opportunity to look at him again, it would be nice...

"Xinshan is located at the junction of the two powers of the fairy and the devil."

Mo Qing's voice drew back my mind as I ran away, and he said coldly, "Jiang Wu and others took advantage of my two contradictions for a long time, and now they have joined forces with Qianchen Pavilion to quickly get rid of this. Disaster, and not to suffer from the enemy, what's wrong?"

I smacked and heard what Mo Qing said, I also felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

My principle of doing things is simple, convenient and fast. It doesn't matter whether or not to join forces with the fairy gate. The important thing is that if you want to kill this group, this group will be quickly killed in the end.

I nodded and decided, um, that's it.

"The Master!"

"Okay, it's settled." Mo Qing interrupted him.

I also sighed lonely at this time. The person who made the decision in this door of his Nian today is no longer me... I haven't finished my sigh, I only feel a murderous aura swept in front of the hall. .

Looking forward, Yuan Jie stared at me with dark eyes.

At this time, he who had just been rejected by Mo Qing's proposal was just when his face was full of anger. I met his eyes, and saw a murderous golden light suddenly flashed in his eagle-like gaze.

"Who is here!"

As soon as his voice fell, an invisible air blade slashed into the air. I was taken aback, and I just wanted to hide, but Zhi Yan's body couldn't live up to it! Under the aura pressure several times stronger than her, the muscles all over her body are stiff and unable to move!

The Qiblade slammed in front of me in an instant, and I just said, "It's over, I don't need to worry about paper money and my health anymore. I can hold hands with Zhi Yan, and we will play ghost hunting games at Qingqing Grave in the future."

But at this moment, the air blade hit a barrier in front of me without knowing it, and made a huge impact. The sound shook me back two steps, and the side hall outside the barrier was huge. Shimen, has been shaken into powder.

Mo Qing waved his hand, letting the guards who heard the movement pouring into the hall retreat, without the slightest expression on his face leaking: "Lord Beishan is too radical." He glanced at me, then looked at Yuan Jie: "It is with I’m here to report the informant."

"Subordinates are convicted."

Hmph, what a conviction, I still don't know the virtues of you guys, this old man just got angry with Mo Qing, and turned his head to take me out.

Mo Qing didn't punish him, Yuan Jie retired, and the Qing-steel crutches stuck to the ground, making a crisp sound at one step, and when he left the hall, he turned his head and glanced at me. I also stared at him unavoidably.

He snorted contemptuously before stepping out of the hall.

As soon as I raised my eyebrows, Ji Er remembered that the body I am using now is also a cultivating body. I curled my lips and saw that he said that Mo Qing had acted against the original intention of the Li faction. I planned to let go of his offense and not care about him.

This Fang just stared at Yuan Jie to leave, but Mo Qing's voice came from behind: "I am bold at night." When I turned my head, I saw that Mo Qing had entered the side hall at some point, with his hand standing behind me. Three steps away, he glanced at me, "Let you wait in the side hall, why not behave like the day?"

I casually talked about a reason: "Of course you have to behave better when you go to the grave in the daytime..."

"Oh." He responded, but in the blink of an eye, a dark shadow flashed past, and the next moment he stood in front of me, close at hand.

I looked up at him, not sure why.

I saw Zhi Yan's face clearly reflected in his black pupils: "Don't be afraid of me like the day?"

He was suspicious of me, but I can't panic, the more chaotic the more the panic the easier the flaws will be, so I calmly responded to his suspicion: "Master, I'm so scared."

Mo Qing: "..."

The side hall fell silent for a moment, and I cleared my throat, not wanting him to continue to meditate: "Master, I took a nap before and dreamed that the road was swaggering again."

"Yeah." He turned around, walked slowly to the side of the chair and sat down, not as majestic as he was sitting on the main hall. He fiddled with a plaything in his hand, "How is she in her dream? ?"

I babbled all over the sky: "It’s okay, just stand. But Master, I don’t think it’s not a way to keep her in my dream." I approached Mo Qing step by step, "She’s dark, you’re bright, no matter You have missed the opportunity to do anything, so let's find her first."

Mo Qing then raised his head and glanced at me, with an eye on his expression: "Can you find her?"

"Now I can't." I walked to the chair next to Mo Qing and sat down slowly. There was only a square table between him. I leaned over half of my body and tried to make my breath blow. Mo Qing’s temple hair, "But if there are some books for me to consult, maybe I can find the methods of the predecessors."

I firmly believe that Mo Qing has a good affection for Zhi Yan, otherwise it would not have been so easy for me to fool me twice before.

But as I got closer and closer to his cheeks, an invisible wall separated me and him. I pressed my face up and squeezed it a little ugly, so I had to back away sadly.

He didn't look at me, he just focused on playing with the things in his hands: "Tell me, how did she stand there, with what look and posture."

Mo Qing, the eight clown monsters, is so strange that I can't understand. Why does he care about being so biased? I bothered to roll my eyes, and said, "It's just... floating in the air with no expression."

"Didn't she let you burn the paper?"

"Ah... yes."

"Have you ever complained about the lack of money? Didn't ask to continue? What about tomorrow? Don't burn anymore?"

Yes...the money is too scarce to kill, and I must continue tomorrow, and I have to find a way to let others burn it for me, it is absolutely impossible if I don't burn it! I answered these few sentences sadly in my heart, and when I raised my eyes, I saw Mo Qing staring straight at my eyes...

I remembered that a long time ago, at that time, I had not established the Wan Slaughter Gate. I just ran out of Chenji Mountain and saved the little boy Mo Qing by accident. I took him with him. Along the way, he was always silent, wore a black cloak that was much larger than him, covered his face, and refused to show it lightly.

And one night, I drank too much alcohol, and found an inn to live in in the village under the Chenji Mountain. I woke up in a daze at night and wanted to drink water. There was a small hand next to me that picked up my head and brought water to my lips.

I saw his face, which was covered with blue marks, and it was so terrible that it made the scalp numb.

He found that I was watching him, and the water was not finished, so he was anxious to withdraw his hand. In a hurry, the bowl broke and the water spilled. He shrank to the side in silence, hurriedly covering his face. live.

But I did not remember the shape of the ink marks on his face, only his eyes: "Like filled with bright stars."

At the time, it seemed like...that's how it was described.

This scene was already covered in dust in my accumulated memory, until I saw him now, the dust cloth of memory was lifted and shaken, and Jier became clear.

I drew back, avoiding his eyes unconsciously...

In the trance, there was an illusion, as if he was seeing the soul with his too clear eyes.