Master, please stop accepting disciples

Mo Yang didn't tell Yan Chi that he had been out before, Yan Chi didn't know that Mo Yang could temporarily come out as an entity, and the way the two got along remained the same, Yan Chi finally took some time out of his life, and arrived when he was lying in bed in the morning Look for Mo Yang in the small bamboo house in the spiritual world.

"Master, you don't know how stinky their faces were at that time."

Yan Chi was in the bamboo house, laughing at Mo Yang, triumphantly.

He was referring to how the group of people under him treated him tremblingly over the past few days, which was in stark contrast to the way they looked at him before.

"You enjoy being afraid of you."

Mo Yang said these words lightly.

"Am I not like this?"

Yan Chi beamed with joy, "I really enjoy it, so I can create something—oh, isn't Hehuan sect?"

"Yeah." Mo Yang looked up at the red figure in front of him and said, "But I hope you can find the meaning of creating the Hehuan Sect."

"What's the point?"

Suddenly realized, Yan Chi smiled like a flower, and after finally stopping, he winked at Mo Yang, and said ambiguously:

"I found it~~ I just don't know when I can be resurrected. After I am resurrected, I can truly become the suzerain of the Acacia Sect."

The turbulent tone made Mo Yang tremble abruptly, and he tilted his head in doubt:

"Oh? What's your goal?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Yang paused, but seeing Yan Chi carefully sizing him up and down after he finished speaking, he smacked his lips again as if he was tasting something, at that moment his heart felt blessed, he twitched At the corner of his mouth, he resisted the urge to slap him:

"Forget it, you don't need to tell me."

Sure enough, it was crooked.

However, Mo Yang did not intend to persuade Yan Chi.

He glanced at Yanchi and said: "The sky will change in Yangu in the future, so be careful."

"Oh? How does Master know?"

"I have my own way, you don't have to worry about it."

"...Is it Night Crow?"

Mo Yang was a little surprised by Yan Chi's words, he raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"Guess." After holding it in for a long time, Yanchi's face turned red, and he finally uttered this sentence.

Mo Yang: "..."

That night, what Mo Yang said hit the nail on the head.

That night, when the moon was full, the owner of the valley took the beauties on a cruise on the lake in the back mountain of Yangu.

On the painting boat, birds are singing and singing, and fairy music is bursting.

It didn't take long for the owner of the valley to hold the beauty up and down the bow of the boat, and rolled into the cabin of the painting boat with the beauty in his arms. At this time, the painting boat had already reached the middle of the lake.

Above the night sky, the bright moon hangs high, and there are veils hanging around the painting boat. The dim light reveals the figures inside the painting boat, intertwined and tumbling, and depressive groans/groans are heard from time to time.

Ripples came from the surface of the water, reflecting the obscene/extraordinary feelings/things in the painting boat.

A chuckle came from the small canopy boat far behind, Ye Ya stood at the bow and winked at the person standing behind:

"Let Mo Yang come out and take a look, it's a rare living erotic palace~~"

Yan Chi, who was staring at the boat, heard Ye Ya's words, turned his eyes and raised his eyebrows:

"How do you know I'm Yan Chi and not Mo Yang?"

"It's very simple, at least Mo Yang won't watch the live erotic palace with relish."

Night Crow winked.

Yan Chi: "..."

He came out tonight because Mo Yang was on strike.What Mo Yang said was that Yanchi was sleeping during the day, and the time to control his body should start when the body wakes up, so Yanchi was regarded as a labor force again.

Seeing that Yan Chi was silent, Ye Ya also knew that there was no hope for Mo Yang to come out, so he stopped teasing and looked at the painting boat in the center of the lake with great interest.

For a while, a strange atmosphere circulated between the two.

A group of guards behind watched the two adults fighting openly and secretly, all of them looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to show their anger.

After nearly an hour, a few beauties came out of the boat.

The beauties tied their clothes casually, sitting on the animal skin cushions at the bow, their slender and fair thighs were exposed from the hem, with a lazy look on their faces.

"It's almost over."

Ye Ya yawned boredly, and lazily turned around to give some instructions, but when he saw the scene behind him, he suddenly froze:

"What happened to those two ships?"

I saw the two small black boats at the tail of the team drift away at some point, and there was not even a trace of people on the bow.

And when Ye Ya's face changed drastically, there was a scream from the boat, and the beauty sitting on the bow was caught by the fine steel claws that shot out of the water, and she was pulled into the water at once, life and death I don't know;

With a loud "bang", the cabin of the painting boat was blown to pieces, and the whole painting boat was on the verge of collapse. An assassin in black was knocked out of the painting boat and fell into the water. The owner of the valley roared in the smoke:

"Where's the Night Crow?"

At the same time that the assassin was kicked out of the boat, more than a dozen sharp steel claws hooked the wreckage of the boat, a group of men in black sprung up from the water like mushrooms after a rain, and a dozen swords stabbed at the valley owner standing in the center of the boat.

Seeing this, Ye Ya immediately tapped his toes on the water surface, and his figure looked like a flying swallow on the lake surface. With a flash of light in his sleeves, he galloped to the edge of the boat, and an afterimage slipped by. Several men in black who were still standing on the edge of the boat After a pause, red blood sprayed from his throat, and then he fell powerlessly into the lake.

This was the first time Yan Chi saw Ye Ya make a move.

I have to say that Ye Ya's skills really amazed Yan Chi.

Without hesitation, Yan Chi followed after Ye Ya shot.

After the night crow joined the battle, the people in black realized how powerful the night crow was, and divided into two groups, one group continued to fight with the valley owner, and the other formed a sword formation to besiege Yanchi and Yanchi.

The sword formation consisted of six people, three in groups, including Zhang Youhe, who were divided into two groups to besiege Ye Ya and Yan Chi respectively, just to isolate them.

These six people have good skills, and the sword formation they used is also a special kind of sword formation. Although the six people are divided into two groups, they cooperate with each other tacitly. The sword lights were layered and continuous, even if they were struck once, they quickly surrounded them again, and they couldn't break through the range of the sword formation.

The two people surrounded by the sword formation formed a stark contrast. Although Ye Ya couldn't escape from the sword formation, he left only an afterimage in the air with his phantom steps, and shuttled lightly among the three sword formations. If the enemy does not hurt him, he cannot hurt the enemy;

Yan Chi couldn't do it, he hadn't really practiced martial arts for a long time, and this was the first time he had come into contact with such a sophisticated sword formation, he couldn't grasp the rhythm for a while, and his body was repeatedly wounded, so he could barely protect his vitals.

On Guzhu's side, the men in black were also surrounded by six people. After several times of entanglement, the hostility in Guzhu's eyes gradually rose, and he was furious in his heart. The three swords pierced into his chest were broken, and in the shocked expressions of the three men in black, the fragments of the three swords immediately pierced the assassin's head.

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the remaining men in black became more aggressive.

Yan Chi's face turned pale.

After Guzhu made a move, the three people who aimed at Yanchi turned around, and the three swords overflowed with spiritual power, and the change of transition was faster. Even if the sword did not hit him, the spiritual power above hit him like a whip .

His leg went numb, Yan Chi couldn't hold it anymore, seeing the two swords on the left and right blocking his escape route, and the third sword was facing his throat, he couldn't help closing his eyes——

"Keng"

Hearing the abnormal sound, Yan Chi opened his eyes in confusion, and what he saw was the silver afterglow brought by a long sword, and the indifferent expression of the silver-haired boy.

Master?

Before Yanchi could say anything, he saw six bright sword lights attacking the vital parts of the young man who suddenly appeared. Instantly hit back all the six sword lights that hit;

And without waiting for the six men in black to return their swords again, the silver-haired boy struck again. The long sword brought a silvery afterimage and rushed towards the throats of the six people. array range.

As soon as the silver-haired boy withdrew, each of the six people spurted out a bloody arrow from their throats, and fell limply to the ground with a few thuds. They still maintained the posture of the sword in their hands that had just been swung by the silver-haired boy until they died.

At the same time, Gu Zhu also dealt with the remaining three people who assassinated him. When he turned around, he happened to see this scene, so he stared at the silver-haired boy with playful eyes.

I always feel that this silver-haired boy looks familiar.

After Mo Yang brought Yan Chi to a safe place, he couldn't help but look back at Ye Ya.

Ye Ya was originally looking at the body of the man in black at his feet, but when Mo Yang looked over, he felt something, looked back, and smiled at Mo Yang where no one else could see.

Mo Yang: "..."

Ye Ya did it on purpose just now, he kept paddling, allowing the man in black to attack Yan Chi and Gu Zhu.

"who are you?"

After the assassination calmed down, Gu Zhu squinted his eyes and asked where Mo Yang was standing.

Mo Yang let go of Yan Chi from his arms, pretending that he didn't hear Gu Master's question, put the tip of the Dragon Tooth Sword on the deck, put the hand holding the sword on the hilt, and lowered his head to study the patterns on the Dragon Tooth Sword .

But when he lowered his head and remained silent, it was not the same thing in Gu Zhu's eyes.

In the eyes of the proud Guzhu, the silver-haired boy who suddenly appeared in front of him was unwilling to talk to him.

For beauties, especially this kind of cold beauties, Gu Zhu has always been very patient, and he didn't get angry. Instead, he suddenly realized something as if he had figured out something, and asked Yanchi who had been stunned:

"Yanchi, who is he?"

Hearing Gu Zhu's question, Yan Chi's face turned pale: "He is, he is..."

His heart kept beating violently when he saw Mo Yang.

In terms of temperament, Yan Chi has always been selfish, and he is even more selfish when it comes to Mo Yang. He never allows others to covet what he likes. How dare the Lord covet His people? !

Yanchi gritted his teeth secretly, wishing to bite the valley owner to death, but he was afraid that the valley owner would find out something, so he had to lower his head to avoid the valley owner's probing sight.

After waiting for a while, the owner of the valley did not wait for a reply, so he couldn't help but angrily said to Yan Chi: "You—"

"Return to the Valley Master,"

At this time Ye Ya suddenly inserted/entered, and he Shi Shiran walked to Mo Yang, and respectfully replied to Gu Zhu, "This silver-haired boy actually knows Gu Zhu."

"I know him? Oh, it's impossible for me to have no impression of such a rare beauty."

"No, I mean, the real body of this 'beauty' is known to Gu Zhu, and he was transformed by Fat Jiu."

"...Fat Chirp?" Gu Zhu was confused.

"It's the little white bird that the owner of the valley held when he asked Yanchi in the bird tower."

The owner of the valley found the image of the little white dumpling with difficulty from his memory, and the expression on his face was equally incomprehensible:

"Then why doesn't he talk?"

Ye Ya clenched his hands into fists, put them to his mouth and coughed softly:

"Cough, Fat Chirp must have been forced by the guardian's eagerness this time, and he probably can't speak yet."

He turned his head slightly, Mo Yang's familiar banter flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he asked, "Is that right? Small, fat, chirp?"

Mo Yang stared at Ye Ya expressionlessly for a long time, then slowly said:

"Chirp."

Yan Chi: "..."

Valley owner: "..."

Night Crow: "...cough, cough, cough, cough."