Lan Qingyu frowned, and his watery eyes flashed with traces of worry.

She didn't know whether this person was good or bad, but from Mo Yao's tone, she could tell that Mo Yao was a little cold towards this person, as if he had a grudge against him.

Mo Yao tightened his arms and hugged Lan Qingyu tightly, but his eyes were fixed on the Dark Moon Forest not far away.

After a while, Canglin's voice came out like a mountain torrent.

"You have grown wings and forgotten the kindness shown to you by our sect leader so quickly. If it were not for me, Canglin, you, Mo Yao, would have died at the hands of the Mo family long ago!" The voice was as cold and pointed as a thousand-year-old ice that never melts all year round.

Mo Yao sneered disapprovingly, "So~"

Suddenly, the old sect master that Mo Yao mentioned appeared before them.

Only then did Lan Qingyu see the old sect master's appearance clearly. The old sect master Canglin looked like a thin bamboo pole, with small, shifty eyes. He wore a grey robe that made Canglin look particularly thin.

It seemed as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

boom!

As soon as Canglin met Mo Yao, he slapped him in the face. Mo Yao did not resist and just let Canglin slap him in the face.

Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao's bodies were flipped over and flew away at the same time.

puff!

Mo Yao vomited blood.

Blood was all over Lan Qingyu's face, and the scarlet smell of blood filled Lan Qingyu's nose.

Lan Qingyu grabbed Mo Yao's arm, felt his pulse and asked anxiously, "Monster, are you okay?"

Mo Yao broke free from Lan Qingyu's hand that was taking his pulse, held Lan Qingyu's small hand tightly in his palm, and silently felt the tenderness that belonged to Lan Qingyu.

"You've become more capable. You can even withstand my attacks. It seems you haven't wasted any time in these years." Cang Lin said this with excitement that could not be concealed, and his eyes were full of excitement when he looked at Mo Yao.

"Why, are you disappointed?" Mo Yao sneered.

Cang Lin suddenly laughed out loud, "Since you have grown up, I will let you go. I don't blame you for Xue Ran's death. Just be a good leader of the Demonic Sound Sect!"

Lan Qingyu listened to the words of the old sect leader Canglin, and always felt that there was something else behind his words, and always felt that Canglin was plotting something.

But for a moment I couldn't tell what the reason was.

Mo Yao didn't respond, but just rubbed Lan Qingyu's fingers gently with his bony fingers, which made Lan Qingyu feel that Mo Yao was enduring very uncomfortable.

She doesn't understand?!

boom!

The death door burst open.

Cang Lin pushed Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao out with a palm, but said one sentence at the end, "You are not strong enough to survive in the Demon Realm, especially the woman who looks like the Goddess of Feathers. I will wait for the day when you return to the Demon Realm, hahaha~"

boom!

The door of death slammed shut again.

puff!

After Mo Yao was at the Death Gate, he vomited blood wildly, and the bright red blood stained Lan Qingyu's dress.

"Monster!" Lan Qingyu quickly retreated from Mo Yao's arms and hugged Mo Yao's falling body. In her eyes was Mo Yao's pale face and Mo Yu's bloody body. The enchanting blood blurred Lan Qingyu's eyes.

Mo Yao smiled palely, "I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lan Qingyu kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, sobbing, "How could you be alright? No wonder you were forbearing before, it turns out you were already injured. I was so stupid that I didn't know anything."

I guess Mo Yao was injured because of Cang Lin!

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