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Thinking of the uncle who always had tears in his eyes, Mo Xun thought about it and asked: "Uncle, is he still in the sect?"

Chang Su sighed, "Come out with me, he said he wants to rescue his apprentice himself."

Mo Xun said euphemistically: "It may be more suitable to stay in the sect with the uncle's cultivation base." His uncle is the youngest disciple of the previous master, and he didn't like to practice since he was a child. The senior brothers secretly escorted him to live safely until now.

"That's all, don't mention him." Chang Su looked like he didn't want to mention these bad things. He took out a document from the storage ring and handed it to Mo Xun. He nodded his chin and said, "Look. look at this."

This is the material from the association... The cover that Yan Shang gave him before is the same as this one. Mo Xun took the material and looked down at a few pages, frowning slowly, "This is... a Grade A mission ?”

Chang Su nodded, "Yes, in addition to the rewards such as fairy stones and herbs, there is also a middle-level fairy weapon, the Xuanming Sword."

It turned out to be the Xuanming Sword, the third-ranked weapon in the cultivation world. This time, the association really made a big deal. What kind of mission is it? The reward is so generous. Thinking about it, Mo Xun became more interested in the information in hand.

A book with a lot of information, Mo Xun’s reading speed is not too slow, but it took nearly 10 minutes to finish reading it all. During this time, Chang Su went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and drank it while sitting in Mo Xun’s house. Just as he was about to walk near the bedroom, Mo Xun finally raised his head from the document, and said in a very subtle tone: "... the magic weapon has appeared?"

Chang Su came over with a cup in his hand, with a solemn expression, "The Association caught a monster, and the monster said it himself, and the monsters have been active in this world recently, and the southeast part of City A is gradually increasing its demon energy." A The city is the place where the magic weapon is about to appear. The magic weapon is different from the fairy weapon. If it is born, there must be a blood sacrifice first. Whether it is a natural disaster or a rape, it will stop only when it is satisfied.

This is no longer a mission, this is to save some common people.

"Which magic weapon is going to be born?" Since the cultivation world, the demon world and the underworld have gradually declined, and the mainland has become the mainstream of mortals, monks, monsters and ghosts, etc. are all hidden in the dark, and the immortal weapons and magic weapons that have been famous for a long time have also fallen into a deep sleep. , There are several sleeping places that have been recorded in the ancient books of various sects.

"It's the Dark Night Knife, the weapon of the Mo Dao You Dharma Protector thousands of years ago."

This An Ye Knife, Mo Xun, also knows that although the rank is also intermediate, it is not as good as the Xuanming Sword. It is a weapon like a knife. Mo Xun said in a low voice: "With the birth of the An Ye Knife, the scabbard will also appear. Find the scabbard and bind it before the blood sacrifice is opened." Before the knife recognized its master, even the monsters had to find the scabbard to subdue it.

"It's the best plan."

"...What about the worst?"

Chang Su raised his hand and drew a cross in the void, and said word by word: "Destroy it directly."

Destroying a magic weapon or a fairy weapon is as difficult as refining it. Mo Xun shook his head and smiled, noncommittal to his words. This task is not something he can take on with his level of cultivation, so he does not Not very attentive.

Chang Su knew what Mo Xun was thinking when he looked at Mo Xun's expression, and a smile appeared in his eyes, "It's been a year since you came out, let me see the results of your experience, and you will follow me to assist in this mission. "

Mo Xun was taken aback for a moment, and said incredulously, "I'm at the Golden Core Stage."

Chang Su glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "So what?"

"...I would like to listen to Master's orders."

Mo Xun's place is not big here, but fortunately Chang Su didn't intend to stay with him, chatted with him for a few more words and was about to leave. Before leaving, he threw a bunch of spells at him, and the words were full of contradictions He is dissatisfied with this house, "The location of the land house is quite satisfactory, but the yin is too heavy. If you have time, you should live in another place."

"……it is good."

"By the way, there is one more thing." Chang Su thought of something and said, "Tomorrow I will follow your uncle to Nanshan, and you will come with us."

Seeing that Mo Xun didn't respond, he directly frowned and said, "Aren't you worried that your two brothers are missing?"

"Worry." Mo Xun replied quickly and sincerely this time, "I'll go."

Chang Su left with a satisfied face.

The bedroom door was opened silently, Mo Xing came out and sat beside Mo Xun, and said in a low voice, "I'm hungry."

hungry?Mo Xun raised his eyebrows, exchanged a glance with him, and took out his phone clearly to order two takeaways.

Wanting to make out was interrupted twice, not only Mo Xing's black face, but even Mo Xun felt depressed.However, during the time he was talking with Chang Su, the small thoughts in his heart had long since dissipated. The physical/physical hunger has not been satisfied, so it is better to satisfy the stomach first.

Mo Xun and Mo Xing sat face to face for two fried noodles, and Mo Xing heard the chat between Chang Su and Mo Xun clearly, knowing that he was going to Nanshan tomorrow, he said, "I will go tomorrow too. "

Mo Xun swallowed the noodles in his mouth, licked the sauce on the corner of his mouth, and said hesitantly, "Your identity..."

"It's okay, I can become what I was before."

Seeing that Mo Xun was still worried, he continued, "I am familiar with Nanshan, so I can help you find someone."

"You haven't recovered yet, and my master broke your identity, and the situation will be bad." Mo Xun didn't want Mo Xing to follow, although he would feel more secure with a man with him.

"You can protect me." Mo Xing said this seriously, so serious that Mo Xun didn't know what expression to use to look at him.

He is only at the Golden Core stage!No matter whether his master or Mo Xing, they all regard him as a cultivation base of the transformation stage.

"I can protect you, but I can't beat my master..." Mo Xun told the truth, and still wanted to persuade Mo Xing to wait for him at home.

Mo Xing stared at him for a while, then said in a low voice, "That's it."

"Ok?"

"I'm with you."

"……no."

Mo Xing lowered his head and ate the noodles calmly, turning a deaf ear to Mo Xun's words.

And so again... Mo Xun was a little helpless against Mo Xing's "spoofing" behavior, he sighed silently, and while eating noodles, he thought about how he should prepare a few earth escape talismans to escape for his life.

Night is the most cloudy time, and a thin layer of black air gradually appeared on Mo Xing's body, making his figure looming. When Mo Xun came out of the bathroom, he was stunned to see this scene, and asked in surprise: "You What's wrong?"

Mo Xing walked towards him calmly, "The yang energy is not enough."

He bent down and picked up Mo Xun, who hadn't reacted yet, and walked towards the bed step by step. The bedroom door closed automatically behind him and locked it with a click.

There was only one small light on in the bedroom, and the dim light made Mo Xun somewhat unable to see Mo Xing's expression clearly, but the hands on his waist were so confined that he had no room to struggle, but neither did Mo Xun. Thinking about struggling, he just reminded him softly: "You can only inhale Yang Qi and not do unnecessary things."

Tomorrow he was going to Nanshan with his master and uncle, so it was not suitable to do anything special tonight, otherwise he would definitely be noticed.

Mo Xing responded in a low voice, "Okay."

When he was put on the bed and unbuttoned his bathrobe, Mo Xun suddenly felt that something was wrong, but as Mo Xing's body was pressed down, lingering and passionate kisses followed, and when the cold palms brushed over his body, It still felt hot to him.

He no longer had any extra thoughts to think about other things, he could only stretch his body in response to Mo Xing's kiss.

This time, Mo Xun fell asleep without being kissed, but became more and more energetic. Mo Xing's body temperature was warmed by him, and it was very comfortable when they hugged each other. The two of them were tightly entangled, and their bodies changes are particularly evident.

"Well...don't, don't bite." Mo Xun turned his head away from Mo Xing's lips, his chest heaved violently, and said with an unsteady breath: "Okay, that's it." If you continue, you may stop I can't come down.

Mo Xing rubbed against Mo Xun's neck, opened his mouth and took a bite, looking at the bite marks on his fair skin, his crimson eyes gradually dimmed, and the imprint of vines on his abdomen was faintly hot .

"It hurts." Mo Xun was bitten suddenly, couldn't help frowning and pushed Mo Xing away.

The dim yellow light flickered a few times and then suddenly went out, the room was plunged into darkness, Mo Xun opened his eyes for a moment in a daze, the sudden darkness made him unable to adapt for the time being, he couldn't see Mo Xing's expression and movements, he could only feel There is a dark shadow in front of you.

Mo Xun felt a hand separating his legs under the quilt. The feeling of warm breath on his legs made him swallow unconsciously. He only touched Mo Xing's hair when he raised his hand. The hands on the bed slowly tightened, suppressing the voice that was about to escape in a low voice.

The darkness can cover everything, but the fiery breath and ambiguous sounds in the room can reveal everything. Mo Xing let go of Mo Xun's leg, licked his wet lips, and said in a hoarse voice, " How are you?"

Mo Xun blinked his eyes slowly, put down his bent legs weakly, cleared his tense throat, and replied: "...it's okay."

Mo Xing covered Mo Xun's body again, and lowered his head to kiss his lips. Some astringent taste spread in their mouths, and his hand slowly moved from Mo Xun's waist to the back to touch/grope As he was speaking, when his fingers suddenly touched a somewhat wet/slippery but hard/hard object, his movements paused slightly.

However, this fleeting feeling made Mo Xing unable to tell whether it was real or his illusion.

Just when he was about to grope/search carefully, Mo Xun's dazed thoughts suddenly had an inspiration. He half-closed his eyes, put his palm on Mo Xing's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow you will use a child's The body doesn't need to absorb Yang Qi at all, right?"

Mo Xing hummed.

Mo Xun: "..." I was fooled.

Mo Xing's attention was still on the thing he just touched behind Mo Xun, and his palm was rubbing/stroking there, but in the next second, his wrist was held down, and his hand was pushed away directly.

"Sleep." Mo Xun yawned, pushed Mo Xing off his body, and closed his eyes with his back to him.

Mo Xing was not annoyed when he was pushed away, he hugged Mo Xun from behind, with his head resting on his back, his eyes were not affected by the darkness at all, his lowered eyes fixedly stared at his lower back, where it was white nothing.

Mo Xing heard Mo Xun's gradually steady breathing, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

After reaching Chang Su's level of cultivation, there is no difference between sleeping and not sleeping. If he only followed him to Nanshan, Mo Xun would have to get up at four o'clock in the morning to join him. However, this time the team There is also his uncle in it.

That man who has been in the realm of self-cultivation for decades, but still insists on not using cultivation instead of sleeping.

So Mo Xun didn't wake up until seven o'clock this time, and Mo Xing, who was lying next to him, had turned into a child, sleeping soundly in his arms.

He only looked like a child when he was sleeping. Mo Xun touched Mo Xing's forehead, gently pushed him away, and then got up and went to the bathroom to tidy up.

At eight o'clock, Mo Xun took Mo Xing to the place that he had made an appointment with his master and waited. At around 08:30, two figures appeared one after the other, and the one behind not only walked slowly but also yawned and stopped from time to time. rub your eyes.

Chang Su's patience was always not enough when he met him as a junior. His stern expression gradually eased when he saw Mo Xun. He looked down at Mo Xing who was leaning against Mo Xun's legs, and asked suspiciously: "Who is this?"

Mo Xun's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with a smile: "His name is Mo Xing. I picked up a child outside before. He has no father and no mother, but he has good bones, so I plan to teach him some skills so that he will not be bullied in the future." .”

Chang Su frowned, "The cultivation world pays attention to the word 'fate', the cause planted must bear the fruit in the future, you have a master-student relationship with him, but if he has no fate with the cultivation world, you must remember not to disturb his love." Fate." After he finished speaking, he looked at Mo Xing carefully, and nodded to Mo Xun's good evaluation.

When he was sizing up Mo Xing, Mo Xun's heart was about to jump out, and he was also holding the earth escape spell in his hand, but after observing for a while, he found that Chang Su didn't seem to notice any abnormalities, so he did it unobtrusively. I breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Mo Xun's little uncle Chang Xi finally came over. He was less than a hundred years old, and his face looked much younger than Chang Su, about the same age as Mo Xun and others. He had an ordinary appearance with only one pair of eyes It's brilliant, even if there are no tears, it is still glowing when looking at people.

As soon as he saw Mo Xun's expression, he became aggrieved, sniffed his nose, and had tears in his eyes, "Xiao Xun, my precious apprentice..." Before he finished speaking, Chang Su on the side said angrily: "This He is my apprentice."

Chang Xi ignored him and continued, "My precious apprentices are all missing, Xiao Xun."

Mo Xun smiled helplessly, "Master, don't worry, with Master here, the two brothers will be safe and sound."

"Your master doesn't want to care about a cold-blooded and heartless person." Chang Xi raised his hand to wipe away his tears, with a sad and miserable expression.

If we talk about the members of the Xuanjian Sect, the one who impresses Mo Xun the most is definitely the little uncle in front of him, because his tears come as soon as he says it, and Mo Xun still remembers him crying while practicing the sword picture.

The reason for crying was that he felt that the sword energy had cut the surrounding flowers and plants, which made him feel heartbroken.

Anyway, this is a man of god, his master who is calm, steady and unpredictable in front of outsiders, when he sees the little master uncle, his whole breath will become irritable.

Chang Su still wanted to save face in front of his disciples, so he ignored Chang Xi who was still whimpering and complaining about him, and took out the escape charm and distributed it to Mo Xun, "Let's leave him alone, let's go." Casting the spell, the figure disappeared in a flash.

Mo Xun raised the talisman to look at Changxi, and called out tentatively, "Uncle?"

Chang Xi sniffed, raised his hand to take the Dundi charm, and after chanting a spell, it disappeared.

Nanshan is a barren mountain that has not yet been developed. Because it is located in a remote area, few people will appear here. It was a high-pitched and miserable cry of an unknown bird, echoing over and over again in the woods.

A piece of black air hovered halfway up the mountain, as if it had chopped off the mountain. Looking from a distance, only a mountaintop floated in midair.

As soon as Mo Xing arrived here, he felt that his body was much lighter. He took a deep breath, and the redness flashed in his eyes. Although the yin here made him feel comfortable, he still persisted in holding onto Mo Xun's hand. Yi Hem, he had no intention of going back to Nanshan and continuing to be his ghost king at all.

Chang Su took out a bottle of elixir and threw it to Mo Xun, and said in a low voice, "You and he both take one."

Mo Xun obediently did so, and then he took out a pill and put it near Mo Xing's mouth. Mo Xing looked up at him, opened his mouth to put his finger in it, bit it, and then spit it out again. The pill was still in Mo Xing's mouth. Xun's fingers didn't move at all.

Mo Xing said to Mo Xun with his lips: "It's unpalatable."

There was a faint bitter taste in his mouth, which was indeed not very tasty. Mo Xing is a ghost, even if he is in a human body now, the yin energy should not have any effect on him.

He casually threw the pill on the ground from an angle that Chang Su could not see, and then led Mo Xing to follow behind them.

The Yin Qi surrounded them, as if they were probing or looking for an opportunity to attack, but Chang Su and Chang Xi's cultivation was so high that the Yin Qi couldn't find any opportunity, and Mo Xun was protected by Mo Xing. It has not been affected.

There are five elements and eight trigrams formations in this forest, but the awe-inspiring righteousness of the formation is replaced by Yin Qi, and the place of the spirit stone is occupied by the little ghost.

Chang Su didn't have a deep understanding of formations, but a five-element and eight-diagrams formation still wouldn't bother him, but the little ghosts that appeared from time to time were a bit annoying, and the little ghosts were not deep in practice, and some of them had bones exposed on their faces or were disembodied. Belly, the shape is very scary and weird, Mo Xun suddenly saw one and was taken aback.

But someone had a bigger reaction than him, and Chang Xi was frightened and cried.

Chang Su looked at him speechlessly, raised his hand and threw him a dark scarf, and said in a low voice, "Blindfold your eyes if you're afraid."

Chang Xi took the silk scarf and covered his eyes, and the sword energy surrounded him to provide him with the surrounding situation.

Mo Xing looked at the way Chang Su and Chang Xi got along, thought for a while and pulled Mo Xun's arm, and asked in a low voice when Mo Xun looked over: "Are you afraid? I can drive them all away." ,"

Mo Xun shook his finger at him and hissed, signaling Chang Su in front of him.

Chang Su, with clear ears and clear eyes, naturally heard Mo Xing's words. He glanced sideways, thinking it was a child's words.

"I can sense their aura, but it's very faint..." Chang Su led Mo Xun and others out of the forest, looked up at the high mountain in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "And the ghost king is here."

"The ghost king is here?" Mo Xun was a little surprised, he squeezed Mo Xing's hand, a little confused about the situation, isn't the ghost king by his side?

Chang Su didn't know what Mo Xun was surprised about, but he was worried that the ghost king would be difficult to deal with, so he said directly: "I'll deal with the ghost king in a while, and you and Chang Xi will save people." Between brothers and sisters, it is still difficult to kill him for a while, but it is still possible to hold him back to save others.

As soon as he finished speaking, a few black figures suddenly appeared around them, with pale gray faces and stiff expression, they were fierce ghosts with medium cultivation.

Mo Xun was able to deal with these people. He took out his sword and signaled Mo Xing to stay away. A sharp sword energy flashed with cold light and stopped the ghosts who were running towards Chang Su and Chang Xi.

Chang Su saw that Mo Xun was not at a disadvantage with one against five, and a look of satisfaction flashed across his face, "Your uncle and I will go up first, and you will follow." Flash was gone.

The sword energy stabbed Li Gui with scars, Mo Xing stopped covering up after Chang Su and the two left, he looked at the surrounding Li Gui blankly, the Yin Qi from Li Gui's body suddenly dispersed uncontrollably, and several screams appeared one after another , Li Gui has disappeared, and only bones are left on the ground.

Mo Xun put away the sword, walked up to Mo Xing, and asked suspiciously, "Why is there still the ghost king?"

"After I left, the place was taken by a new ghost." Mo Xing dispelled the yin and evasive ghosts around Mo Xun, then grabbed his palm and said solemnly: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

Mo Xun looked at him with a half-smile, "I'm not afraid."

Mo Xing silently drove back the kid who had just been dispersed.

The cultivation base of the little ghosts is not high, but the number of them is beyond the reach of the ghosts. Mo Xun looked at the little ghosts around him in different shapes but all of them could not do without the words bloody and horror, and turned his head silently, "Are you still Drive them away."

There is a palace above Nanshan. In front of the palace is an altar. On the altar are dozens of seriously injured and embarrassing practitioners. Some of them are lying crookedly on the platform.

Surrounding the altar are layers of ghosts, some with erratic figures and others with solid bodies. Right in front of the altar is a black stone seat, on which sits a man wrapped in black air, only his right hand Exposed to the outside, he tapped lightly on the armrest of the stone seat, his palms were as white as bloodless, even paler than Mo Xing's.

Chang Su's sudden appearance caused an uproar among the ghosts, the man on the stone seat also paused, the black air dissipated a little, and a pair of crimson eyes were faintly visible, he yelled in a low voice: "Quiet."

The panic of the ghosts gradually calmed down. They gathered together to fight against Chang Su's endless sword energy. The ghosts at the front were crushed by the sword energy and turned into ashes and dissipated around.

"Nanshan Ghost King." Chang Su's eyes turned around the man, and the sword energy gathered together and pointed at him, "Do you dare to fight?"

The man stood up silently, the black energy surrounding him suddenly surged to resist the sword energy that was pressing towards him, and said in a cold tone, "Why don't you dare."

While reciting Yujian Jue, Chang Su winked at Chang Xi who was standing stupidly beside her, and said softly, "Hurry up and save people." Saying this, Yujian fought with the man in mid-air.

This is the territory of the Ghost King, Yin Qi is everywhere, but Chang Su forcefully dispelled the Yin Qi with sword Qi, the sword Qi and Yin Qi are divided equally, no one can deal with the other.

When Mo Xun and Mo Xing arrived, Chang Xi was checking the conditions of the cultivators on the altar. There was a barrier of sword energy on the altar, and the surrounding ghosts were rushing desperately to break the barrier.

There were two of his senior brothers among the group of cultivators. Mo Xun looked up at the battle situation in the sky, pondered for a while, and decided to stay below to help his little senior uncle, watching his master deal with the ghost king without forgetting In order to control the enchantment and protect Changxi, he knew that he still had strength to spare.

The ghosts all froze in place the moment Mo Xing appeared, restless and flustered. Among them, the ghosts with higher levels flashed joy in their eyes, and they were about to shout out when they were called out by Mo Xing's plain gaze. , and swallowed back flinchingly.

Mo Xun helped Chang Xi distribute the pills to each injured person, and after they recovered some strength, he said in a deep voice, "Let's retreat first while the ghost king can't get out."

Chang Xi wiped his wet face, sniffed and said, "I'll help you, Master."

Afraid that he was going to make trouble instead of helping, Mo Xun stopped the person in a timely manner and persuaded him: "My master is sure to be fine. I can't take care of so many people alone."

Chang Xi was a little hesitant, but fortunately his apprentice also knew what kind of confused personality his master had, so he helped Mo Xun persuade him, "Master, the head is sure to be fine, let's withdraw first, and don't cause trouble for him."

"Okay." Changxi helped the most seriously injured apprentice, and Mo Xun led the way and slowly retreated down the mountain. The pills given to them not only heal the injuries, but also quickly restore some cultivation bases. Those who are light can even help Mo Xun to open the way ahead.

Compared with that time, the ghosts blocking them from leaving now feel much weaker. When many ghosts pounced on Mo Xun, he raised his sword cautiously to block them, but later found that these ghosts didn't seem to be coming at him, but Aim at Mo Xing who is beside him.

But they didn't dare to get too close, so they dangled in front of Mo Xun. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it was Mo Xun who opened the way domineeringly ahead, and all the ghosts were shocked by him, and they had no strength to fight back.

Changxi's disciple was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but whispered: "Junior brother is already so powerful now."

Chang Xi was also at a loss, "He has been gifted since he was a child, and his senior brother has very strict requirements on him, so it's normal that his cultivation level is higher than yours."

The disciple was beaten listlessly.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the air, the sword energy surrounded the black air, and smashed it into pieces. The ghost king's body fell from the air and landed in front of the stone seat, and a trace of black blood flowed from him. The corners of his mouth slowly flowed down.

Chang Su did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but directly came to Mo Xun and the others with his sword, and shocked all the ghosts around him. He frowned and said, "Have you saved them all?"

Mo Xun nodded.

"Let's go." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, the sword energy enveloped everyone and disappeared in place in an instant.

After they left, the ghosts gathered together in twos and threes and chatted quietly. The ghost king was helped up by a ghost. He coughed while patting his chest, and said with a muffled voice: "I haven't shed blood for many years. The blood is in my body. It stinks." He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth in distaste, glanced at the people around him and asked, "Is that person the boss just now?"

The man was also hesitant, but finally nodded, "I think so, because I tremble when I see the eyes of the boss, and I tremble even if he gets smaller."

"Then what is the ink still here, chase after it."

"...Boss won't let us get close."

The Ghost King rolled his eyes, "Then secretly chase after him."

On a trail outside Nanshan, Chang Su showed up here with Mo Xun and others. His sword energy was exhausted and his face was slightly pale. After taking a pill, he slowly recovered, "How about it, everything recovered Yet?"

"Thank you, master, for saving your life." The cultivators who had recovered their strength clasped their fists in thanks.

"It's easy to do." After looking at their situation, Chang Su gave Mo Xun a wink when he saw that all the magic weapons and weapons on their bodies had been taken away.

Mo Xun clearly walked forward and gave each of them a talisman to escape from the earth. Their recovery was enough to use this talisman. They thanked them again, and then chanted the incantation and left one after another.

Chang Xi also took his disciples back to the sect to heal his wounds first, and Chang Su still had to deal with the matter of the Dark Night Knife, so he didn't go with them.

When Mo Xun was about to recite the magic spell to go back with Chang Su, his sleeve was pulled suddenly, and Mo Xing looked at him silently.

"What's wrong?" Chang Su asked suspiciously seeing that Mo Xun hadn't moved.

"It's okay." Mo Xun blinked, and lied without changing his face, "Master, you go back first, I have something to go to S City." S City is nearby.

"what's up?"

"...a private matter."

Chang Su looked at him suspiciously, didn't ask any more questions, but told him to remember to come back early and recite the spell to leave. After he left, Mo Xun looked down at Mo Xing and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have something for you."

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows, "What is it?"

Mo Xing pulled his sleeve and said lightly, "Give me some yang energy first."

Yang Qi... Mo Xun looked at Mo Xing's young face, his expression was a little stiff, he couldn't speak at such a young age.

Knowing what Mo Xun was thinking, Mo Xing took the initiative to say: "No need to kiss, you squat down."

Mo Xun squatted down according to his request, and looked at him curiously. Mo Xing put his hands on Mo Xun's shoulders, lowered his head and took a deep breath on the side of his neck, his dark eyes gradually turned red, He licked his lips unconsciously.

Thoughts were slightly in a trance, Mo Xun frowned and shook his head. When he looked at Mo Xing, he found that he had returned to his original body.

Mo Xing helped Mo Xun up, slowly moved his palm down from his back, and patted his butt lightly. He didn't find the strange thing he touched last night, so he took his hand back calmly .

Mo Xun was a little confused by his slap, "What are you doing?"

Mo Xing shook his head, "It's okay." He checked the direction and said in a low voice, "Come with me."

On the road leading to the back of Nanshan, with Mo Xing beside him, Yin Qi and the little ghosts did not dare to show up. The road was very quiet, but it is also abnormal to be quiet.

Mo Xun stopped slowly, looked around vigilantly, frowned and said, "There is murderous intent."

"We are surrounded. There are seven people on the other side, two at the Nascent Soul Stage and five at the Golden Core Stage." Mo Xing raised his hand and placed an enchantment around Mo Xun, his eyes were indifferent, "They came for me."

Mo Xun took a deep breath, the sword in his hand was thrust into the ground by him, and the blade trembled slightly as if looking forward to the next big battle.

"Let's retreat while fighting, and lead them to the vicinity of the ghost king in Nanshan." This group of people should have the same purpose as his two senior brothers. The appearance of a human child was with him, how did his whereabouts leak?

If they really came to Nanshan to try their luck, it is impossible to ambush them directly.

Mo Xing shook his head slightly at Mo Xun's proposal, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Mo Xun was about to say something more, but a magic weapon covering the sky and the earth covered them head-on. He pulled Mo Xing back, and the collision of the sword energy and the magic weapon made a piercing sound.

Five men and two women appeared around them, locking every possible escape direction. One of the middle-aged men frowned and looked at Mo Xun, and said bluntly: "Who are you? Leave quickly and I will spare you One life."

Mo Xun: "... so arrogant? Which sect are you from?"

Mo Xing's eyes sharpened, Yin Qi condensed into a sharp arrow and stabbed at the middle-aged man's throat, the middle-aged man dodged subconsciously, and the body of the arrow pierced half an inch into his shoulder.

The middle-aged man let out a scream and shouted at the people around him: "Let's kill them together." He forced out the Yin Qi that had invaded his body, his face was pale and he said in a hateful voice: "I didn't expect to be injured like this. Strength, but I want to see if you can defeat so many people."

The words of the middle-aged man came to Mo Xun's ears clearly in the chaos. He thought of something and his face gradually sank. He was able to clearly know Mo Xing's whereabouts and that he was currently injured. Directly leaking it to the person who took the task, Mo Xun thought of the way of heaven.

Tiandao has done this kind of thing before.

Mo Xun called out to Tiandao a few times in his mind, but Tiandao didn't know if he was really absent, or he was just pretending to be dead, but he never appeared.

The orthodox cultivators have different sects, and their attacks are also different. There are poisons, knives, and bare hands. However, no matter what they use, Mo Xun can't deal with so many people alone, but no matter what, we must fight for him and Mo Xun. Xing's life is a struggle.

A cold hand pressed Mo Xun's wrist, Mo Xing shook his head at him, then looked around calmly, "Come out."

His voice was not loud, and probably no one heard it except Mo Xun. However, after he finished speaking, the surrounding Yin Qi suddenly boiled up, and countless ghosts poured out from all directions. The ghost king also appeared, and he rushed towards the middle-aged man with a ferocious expression, and bit off one of his arms.

"This..." Mo Xun blinked, "These are all your subordinates?"

"Correct."

Mo Xun: "..." He thought that the new ghost that Mo Xing said had occupied his position as ghost king was another part of the force.

Among the seven people, there was no one like Chang Su, so after the chaotic battle, they were all dragged down by the ghost while lying down.

The King of Ghosts cleaned up all the blood on his face and clothes before coming to Mo Xing. Along with him were a few ghosts with high levels of cultivation. Apart from their abnormally pale complexion, these people also had those scarlet red eyes. Apart from the dark eyes, his appearance is not much different from that of ordinary people.

"Boss, Boss." When these people met Mo Xing's eyes, they were afraid, and their gazes drifted erratically, and finally they all focused on Mo Xun.

Mo Xun's scalp was numb from their watching. He raised his hand and scratched his hair. He didn't know why the top of his head was itching all the time today.

These people were still looking at Mo Xun, and then they found that Mo Xing's eyes became colder. They hurriedly looked away, and shouted hesitantly: "Big, sister-in-law." They smelled Mo Xun's body It belongs to Mo Xing's smell.

Mo Xun stopped holding his hair, and said expressionlessly, "Call me Mo Xun." Go to his sister-in-law.

The ghosts dared not scream for a long time, but Mo Xing finally said, "See Brother Mo."

The ghosts shouted with relief: "Brother Mo."

He was not used to being called brother by so many ghosts, so Mo Xun raised his hand again to rub the itchy spot on the top of his head. When he put his hand down, a white jade-like dragon horn flashed past his head.

Mo Xing's attention was always on Mo Xun, so he didn't miss the situation just now, but the dragon horn disappeared too fast, he disappeared before he could tell what it was, and the things behind him last night Same.

He approached Mo Xun and raised his hand to rub his hair with some strength.

Mo Xun rubbed against his hand subconsciously, with a hint of enjoyment on his face that he didn't realize.

The two ghosts on the far side stared blankly at Mo Xun and whispered.

"I seem to see my sister-in-law growing horns, is it my eyes?"

"I saw it too."

"Sister-in-law is not human?"