Ancient Gods

The Taoist Saint tried to calm down for a long time before her mood gradually calmed down.

Although she could not accept this result, at this point, she had no other choice.

As a Taoist Saint, she knew that she would have to follow Mo Yang to have a chance to leave here and return to Xuantian Continent in the future.

Because she had never even heard of the Wilderness, she had no idea how Mo Yang came here, nor how to leave.

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The key point was that she had just left the inn and saw too many extraordinary cultivators in this town. In such a place, her cultivation was not enough, and she was afraid that she could only follow Mo Yang to be safe.

Even though she hated Mo Yang to the core, there was only one way in front of her, and she had no choice.

And she also knew Mo Yang's virtue. If she completely angered Mo Yang, she would not have a good ending.

After staring at Mo Yang for a long time, the feeling of powerlessness in her heart turned into endless grievances. Her eyes turned red, and then tears slid down her cheeks.

"Uh..."

Mo Yang wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw the Taoist Saint's tearful eyes, he was stunned.

Faced with this situation, Mo Yang didn't know what to say for a while.

"Girl, don't use the self-torture trick. The self-torture trick doesn't work on me. Besides, I didn't bring you here on purpose. Besides, I didn't do anything to you!" Mo Yang frowned and said.

The Taoist Saint's eyes were tearful. Now she was in a dilemma. It was not right to leave, and it was not right to stay and follow Mo Yang.

"Girl, you are a Taoist saint after all. Why are you crying? Be obedient. When we leave the wilderness, I will not leave you here!"

"Besides, it is your great fortune to come to the wilderness. How many people can have such an opportunity? The cultivation world here is prosperous. This is a good opportunity to gain knowledge!"

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It was unknown how long it took before the Taoist saint regained her composure. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat quietly on the rattan chair without saying a word.

Mo Yang felt a little overwhelmed. The old man Tahun released a burden at this time. Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

"You can kill her!"

At this moment, a voice came from his mind, and Tahun spoke.

Mo Yang didn't say anything after hearing it, but frowned.

If it was when he had a feud with the Taoist, he might really kill her directly, but so much time had passed, and as the gap between the two grew larger, the killing intent in Mo Yang's heart became weaker and weaker.

If Mo Yang was asked to kill him directly at this time, he would be reluctant to do it, after all, he was not a bloodthirsty person.

He practiced martial arts, not killing.

He looked at the Taoist Saint silently, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, because although this person was not his enemy, he was not a friend either. If he brought such a burden with him, it might bring him a lot of trouble in the future.

If he killed him directly here, it would undoubtedly be the most beneficial for him.

The Taoist Saint seemed to have sensed something at this time, and looked up at Mo Yang, seeing Mo Yang looking at her expressionlessly. Although there was no murderous intent in Mo Yang's eyes, she felt an indescribable chill when she looked at Mo Yang.

She trembled in her heart, and dared not say anything at this time.

After a while, Mo Yang sighed lightly and retracted his gaze.

He sat down silently and continued to comprehend and practice.

Feeling that the chill had dissipated, the Taoist Saint quietly looked up at Mo Yang, and felt relieved invisibly in her heart.

"Girl, if you want to see it, just look openly, don't look secretly." Mo Yang didn't open his eyes, but he obviously noticed the gaze of the Taoist Saint.

The Taoist Saint immediately turned her head away, and then began to practice in silence.

She had no idea about Mo Yang's current situation, and didn't know that Mo Yang had lost all his true energy.

Then the room became completely quiet, and in a blink of an eye, a trace of fish belly white appeared in the sky, the night faded, and it was dawn.

Mo Yang took a long breath, and then slowly opened his eyes. The Taoshan Festival was still going on today, but he didn't have the heart to watch it.

It was just a short while later that the door creaked lightly and was then pushed open.

A little head poked in, glanced around the room, and then was stunned.

This person was naturally Zhao Xiaoxiao. If she hadn't seen Mo Yang, she would have thought she had walked into the wrong room, because in addition to Mo Yang, there was actually another person in the room!

The most important thing was that it was a woman!

But after a slight pause, she seemed to remember something, and directly pushed open the door and walked in, glancing at Mo Yang, and walked straight towards the Taoist Saint.

The Taoist Saint was also confused, looking at Zhao Xiaoxiao who was walking straight towards her, and couldn't help looking at Mo Yang.

"This sister, could it be the person Xu Qing said?" Zhao Xiaoxiao showed a smile at the corner of her mouth. Although she seemed to be asking the Taoist Saint, her eyes were looking at Mo Yang when she spoke.

Mo Yang was a little speechless, and said: "This is the little maid from before. She ran away before. I saw her last night and just caught her back!"

The Taoist Saint immediately glared at Mo Yang. Although her cultivation was not as good as Mo Yang, when did she become Mo Yang's maid?

In addition to anger, there was also a sense of disgust in her eyes. She secretly sighed that Mo Yang was really a beast, and he could do such a young thing.

After all, Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to be several years younger than her, and there was still a hint of childishness on her face. Although she had a proud figure, she looked young no matter how she looked at her.

In her understanding of Mo Yang, there seemed to be too many women around Mo Yang. She had heard that there were several women who had a close relationship with Mo Yang on Xuantian Continent alone, and she couldn't count them with one hand.

It had only been a short time since she came to the wilderness, and she had actually messed with such a little girl.

"Maid?" Zhao Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. In her perception, the Taoist Saint's cultivation was much stronger than hers, and she was actually Mo Yang's maid.

However, when she thought that even Xu Qing seemed to be very familiar with Mo Yang, she understood.

After all, regardless of other things, if we only talk about cultivation, Mo Yang is also a top genius, and it seems reasonable to have such a maid.

"Hehe, sister, what's your name? My name is Zhao Xiaoxiao!" Zhao Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and spoke.

The Taoist Saint frowned, snorted, and did not respond.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was stunned, then looked at Mo Yang, and heard Mo Yang say: "My maid has this temper, but it's okay, I will train her well later, and she should be very obedient!"

The Taoist Saint almost lost her temper. Mo Yang's words didn't sound serious. She just felt that Mo Yang seemed to be hiding her identity. Now she didn't know anything about this place, and she didn't know the little girl named Zhao Xiaoxiao in front of her, so she could only endure it.