[Mo Mao] You don't know me

This is actually quite an unbelievable thing, but Yue Nonghen has to believe it. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mu Xuanying at this time is different from the one in memory. She is only [-] years old, and she is tinged with twilight.

For a while, Yue Nonghen was also a little confused.

Mu Xuanying told Yue Nonghen all this because he is not good at lying, and he did not expect to have an unexpected harvest. These days, he has been watched very closely, even if he goes out, many people follow him, for fear He was injured again, but now he was able to do his own thing while Yue Nonghen didn't calm down.

He found out later that the doll he had been carrying with him was missing.

When Ziyuan Mountain met again, he didn't take the doll that Mo Yu handed over because of Xie Yuan, but it was still delivered to him later. After Mo Yu died, it became his most precious thing, and he never left him. After thinking about it for a while, I think Xu fell on Ziyuan Mountain.

Thinking of this, Mu Xuanying couldn't help smiling wryly, the reincarnation of the heavens finally landed there.

But no matter what he said, he still wanted to get the doll back.

He believed that the people in the Valley of the Wicked already knew his identity, and it would be inconvenient for him to come again, so he had no choice but to do so. He only hoped that the doll was still there. Fortunately, it hadn't rained in the past few days.

A blue figure flashed past in the corner. People in the Valley of the Wicked are particularly sensitive to blue. Several guards of the Valley of the Wicked immediately chased after him, but the figure quickly disappeared into the woods.

There is a bush where the doll may be lost, which is still relatively hidden, but Mu Xuanying is looking for something, so she must not go there at night, so she took advantage of the daytime to lure away the guards around the Valley of the Wicked, and went back there after a long circle. Find a doll.

Mu Xuanying lowered her head and carefully rummaged through the bushes while being alert to the movement around her. Finally, she found a dirty doll in the open space outside the bushes. When she was excited, she reached out her hand and wanted to grab it, but the next moment he A pair of black boots appeared in his field of vision, he paused as he stretched out his hand, and his eyes moved up to see the red pants and the hem of the white robe.

Pursing her lips, Mu Xuanying picked up the doll and stuffed it into her bosom, slowly stood up, faced Mo Yu's expressionless face, and tightened her hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"Since Mu Shaoxia from the Haoqi League wants to join the Valley of the Evil and come to visit, why not be upright? Old man Xie Yuan has taught a good disciple, don't you think, Mu Xuanying and Mu Shaoxia."

In the past, Mu Xuanying always took a disapproving attitude towards those who said that Mo Yu was cold and bloodthirsty. In other words, no matter what Mo Yu did, he was Mao Mao's little brother Xiaoyu, but this Mo Yu in front of him was not. Mu Xuanying has nothing to do with Mao Mao from Daoxiang Village. On the contrary, they are enemies, and they are destined opponents.

One is the next successor of the Haoqi League, and the other is the owner of the Shaogu Valley of the Evil.

He is not the 20-year-old Mu Xuanying, and he should be able to escape against the current Mo Yu, but he doesn't know how many guards are around the Valley of the Wicked.

Mu Xuanying thought about it, but her face remained calm, "It's not my wish to interrupt rashly, I just lost something very important to me and had to get it back, I didn't mean to be provocative. I also look forward to Shaogu Master Haihan."

"Something very important? A tattered rag doll? Mu Shaoxia thinks, I will believe this?"

If it were me, I wouldn't believe it, but it happens to be the truth.

"Since you're here, why don't you be a guest here?"

After Mo Yu finished speaking, Mu Xuanying's sword came out of its sheath, standing in front of him to block Mo Yu's scimitar towards his throat, the sword collided with a piercing sound, and Mu Xuanying felt the tiger's mouth go numb. .

Mo Yu here is even more powerful than his Brother Yu.Fortunately, he is 25 years old, not twenty, otherwise he would have to be here. He believes that Mo Yu, who thought he was Mu Xuanying here, would not mind beheading the future troubles of the Evilman Valley in advance.

Mu Xuanying thought it was strange that at this moment, she still had time to think about these things, so she put aside the thoughts in her mind and concentrated on fighting against the murderous Mo Yu.

During the whole process, Mo Yu remained expressionless, and the movements of his hands were crisp and neat. The cold air caused by the Snow Condensation Technique dropped the surrounding temperature a lot. The guards of the Evilman's Valley had already discovered the movements here, but because of Mo Yu, No one dared to step forward, and Mo Yu didn't care if he was one of his own.

Strange to say, Mo Yu's experience here is completely different from that of his brother Yu, but Mo Yu still learned how to divide water with the Dragon Shadow Sword and chase the flow with the Shihuang Sword.

Mu Xuanying's Ten Brilliant Dragon Shadow Sword and Mo Yu's swordsmanship originally complemented each other, and if they were joined together, their power would be much greater, and now they are not at a disadvantage in a confrontation.

Mu Xuanying, who had successfully separated the scimitar once again, turned her wrist, and the edge of the sword brushed against Mo Yu's body dangerously. Mo Yu didn't feel anything yet, but Mu Xuanying was sweating from fright. In front of his eyes, the scene of encountering the heart demon in the Fankong Temple and killing him with a sword, and finally piercing Mo Yu's chest appeared in front of his eyes, and the movements of his hands hesitated for a moment.

In the battle between masters, there should be no slack in the slightest, slackness means death, Mu Xuanying did not die, but Mo Yu's scimitar fell on his shoulder, and the blood instantly dyed the blue clothes purple.

Mu Xuanying remained motionless as if she was dumbfounded.

Mo Yu didn't take the next step, but withdrew the scimitar and stuck it back to his waist, "Seeing that it is inconvenient for Evilman Valley to confront Haoqi at this time, I don't care about Mu Shaoxia trespassing on Evilren Valley's camp, but in the end You need to keep the interest, and if you save it, everyone will think that the wicked Gu has a good temper."

As soon as the words were finished, Mo Yu lowered his head to pick up the doll that had fallen again, and using his gloved hands violently, he threw the doll into the sky, turned around and left.

Fragments of cloth and cotton wadding fell to the ground in front of Mu Xuanying.

Pupils constricted suddenly, Mu Xuanying knelt down and picked up the scraps of cloth and cotton wool and stuffed them back into her arms without falling out.

He just felt heartbroken.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I didn't take your doll back then, but now I finally gave it back to you. It still doesn't belong to me. I..." At the end, Mu Xuanying was completely speechless. Going on will change the tone of your voice.

"I should go back, or Elder Sister Yue will be worried." After a long time, Mu Xuanying said softly, turned and left Ziyuan Mountain.

The author has something to say: This is a dual perspective, the front is mainly about our family Mao Mao, and the back is about my brother Yu