After entering the sect, Min Qingchen looked left and right for a long time, until he reached Cuiyu Peak and found nothing unusual.

"Baby, have you seen enough?"

Chu Mo hugged Min Qingchen's slender waist, and a deep and magnetic voice rang in his ears.

"Cough cough..."

Min Qingchen gave a dry cough and pushed Chu Mo away.

"presumptuous!"

"This is within the sect!"

Min Qingchen proudly raised his head and said displeasedly.

Chu Mo laughed and raised Min Qingchen's jaw.

"What happened in the sect?"

"Isn't Master still pregnant with..."

As Chu Mo spoke, he kept glancing down from the corner of his eyes.

one look……

The lower abdomen that was slightly bulging turned out to be extremely flat, nowhere did she look like she was pregnant.

"Hey hey hey..."

Min Qingchen smiled treacherously.

Ever since she entered the Qiongming Sword Sect, she has used the supreme secret method to cover up the traces of her pregnancy.

Unless it is a strong man above the king-sealing level, it is impossible to see any clues.

"Humph!"

"Dare to threaten to be a teacher?"

Min Qingchen reached out and pinched Chu Mo's handsome face, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes bent into crescents.

Chu Mo grabbed Min Qingchen's evil little hand.

"Master is confused, it's the pod..."

Chu Mo smiled warmly, gently shook Min Qingchen's hand, and walked towards Mojian Peak.

Min Qingchen was stunned, his face flushed.

"You bastard..."

She withdrew her hand and gave Chu Mo a hard look at his back.

"Master? What does Chu Lang mean?"

Qi Yurou, who was on the side, blinked her big watery eyes and said puzzledly.

When Min Qingchen heard this, his face turned red again.

The vermilion lips parted slightly, and said shyly: "You will know what it means when you take that word apart..."

Qi Yurou tilted her head, thinking hard.

Finally, with many days of experience, I told her that this word is really not easy!

"Master and Chu Lang are worthy of being cultural people!"

Qi Yurou gave a thumbs up, full of admiration.

Suddenly, a cry of cranes pierced the sky.

The two looked up at the sky, only to see a white crane flapping its wings.

The white crane is huge, its wings are several feet wide, and its speed is extremely fast, it can arrive in the blink of an eye!

"Wow Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

"Big White!"

Qi Yurou greeted her happily.

She has been close to the big white crane since she was a child, and they have always been inseparable.

After being separated for such a long time this time, Qi Yurou also misses him very much.

The big white crane landed, rolled lightly, and stopped steadily.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

The white crane jumped up, landed on Qi Yurou's shoulder, and rubbed her neck affectionately.

"Dabai, what have you been eating these days?"

Qi Yurou touched the top of Dabai's head, and asked with a smile.

"Why do I feel so much thinner, even my neck is not as thick as Chu Lang's..."

Qi Yurou shook the big white crane's slender neck again, and said doubtfully.

Big White Crane: "???"

"Master, do you think so?"

Qi Yurou turned sideways and looked up at Min Qingchen.

Min Qingchen cleared his throat in embarrassment, pretending to be calm and said: "Well, it's really not as good!"

Big White Crane: "???"

you two like this...

The cup is burning and smoking! Hey!

.........................

Chu Mo headed all the way to Mojian Peak.

On the way, he found that there was a strong murderous aura inside and outside Mojian Peak.

The shadow of the sword swayed, and the lights of the knives crisscrossed, as if every inch of soil contained a fatal danger.

Chu Mo looked ahead, but thought to himself.

Is it...

As soon as he stepped onto the steps, two sharp swords came slashing towards him.

Chu Mo raised his hand to block it.

Clang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, but Chu Mo didn't move.

The other two monks were blown away a few steps by the force of the shock, and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Master!"

Everyone was amazed and looked at Chu Mo in unison.

At this moment, Chu Mo was standing with his arms behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his ink hair dancing wildly, as if he was an exiled immortal!

"It's Lord Son!"

"Greetings, Lord Son!"

There was a commotion in the Sword Sharpening Peak.

Chu Mo nodded and walked up the steps.

"Is it you? Wu Zhiyin?"

Chu Mo looked at the man who fell on the ground and looked a bit enchanting.

He remembers this person!

It's ruthless!

In order to join Han Linglong's subordinates to practice the evil sword array, he directly made his name worthy of the name!

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for just two months, he has gone from being at the end of the psychic realm to becoming a figure at the peak of the mighty realm!

This leap-forward improvement is astounding.

Even Ye Yan's talent back then was not as good as him!

"It seems that that thing is really getting in the way for him!"

Chu Mo laughed dumbly.

Not only him, but the other female disciples who practiced the evil spirit sword array also improved a lot in strength!

"Wu Zhiyin, are you okay!"

"It's okay, get up quickly!"

Chu Mo said lightly.

His style was not very powerful, and Wu Zhiyin didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

Wu Zhiyin got up and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You...do you remember me?"

Because of the sharp voice, Wu Zhi almost jumped up when he heard Chu Mo call his name!

This is his idol!

legend!

"It's really hard not to be impressed!"

Chu Mo smiled and nodded.

"Your sword formation seems to have been improved again, and it has a bit more chill!"

Chu Mo's eyes were bright, he looked at the sword array with appreciation, and praised.

"This... is still your credit!"

Wu Zhiyin scratched his head and smiled shyly.

"Master Linglong, who is now my master. After she experienced your sword intent, Lord Shengzi, she has many new ideas. This sword array was also designed and modified by her!"

Wu Zhiyin said it respectfully.

"Oh?"

Han Linglong is worthy of being born with a sword, she really has unique insights!

"Then where is she now?"

Chu Mo asked curiously.

"Uh……"

Wu only opened his mouth hesitantly.

"what happened?"

Chu Mo frowned.

Wu Zhiyin hesitated to speak: "Master Shengzi... I am afraid that Master is guarding Lord Suzerain today..."

"What are you doing with her?"

Chu Mo's eyes darkened.

"This one……"

Wu Zhiyin glanced at Chu Mo secretly, not knowing what to say or not.

"I won't mind!"

Chu Mo spoke lightly, motioning him to speak quickly.

"Isn't Master Shengzi going to usurp the throne? Master is now preparing with all his heart...so..."

"Just because, what nonsense are you talking about!"

At this time, Han Linglong came up from the foot of the mountain in a blood-red sword outfit, and shouted angrily.

"Master!"

Han Linglong's arrival interrupted the conversation between Chu Mo and Wu Zhiyin.

Han Linglong glared at Wu Zhiyin with her cold and beautiful eyes, then immediately restrained her anger and changed into a gentle look.

She turned her head and smiled at Chu Mo, her body bent down, revealing endless charm.

Chu Mo took a quick glance and saw the special sword pattern on the snow white.

"Master Shengzi, you are finally back!"

Han Linglong said happily, her tone full of expectation and admiration.

"Wu's remarks were made up by my concubine and several elders. Now, inside and outside of Mojian Peak, many disciples have stopped making such remarks, and they have worked harder in their cultivation..."

"You also agreed at the beginning, no matter what method you use, you must first improve the strength of your disciples..."

Han Linglong observed Chu Mo's face while talking.

Although the Holy Son was still calm on the surface, there was a complicated look in his slightly drooping eyes.

Chu Mo pursed his thin lips, and said calmly, "You come in with me!"

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