Forced to become Long Aotian

"Eldest brother!" Mo Wangsi said hoarsely: "You go! Go with Gu Daochang! Second senior brother is crazy! This formation is an evil formation drawn by him with blood, you must not come in!"

"Woooooo..." Mo Wangsi yelled, and Mo Xiaobing followed suit and burst into tears.He was too young, and his immature skin was strangled with red marks by the rough rope.There was crystal clear snot coming out of the round nostrils, no one could help him wipe it off, so the snot snaked all the way to his lips, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Big Brother, hug, hug…"

"It's okay..." Mo Liyu was very anxious, and he didn't know how to comfort him in this situation, so when he spoke roughly, it sounded like he was trying to scare people.

Only Mo Yu was quieter, she gritted her silver teeth, and her almond eyes almost spewed fire.She kept twisting her body, desperately trying to break free from the hemp rope tied around her wrist, "Smelly bastard, you are not my second senior brother! Wait until I kill you."

"Don't act rashly," Mo Huayu said with a cold face, the Feihong sword in his hand creaked, and suppressed from between his teeth: "You are really nothing!"

Mo Wangxing looked up and laughed loudly, and said: "Mo Yuyu, aren't you very powerful? Now the whole world is full of stories about you, saying that you are very capable! How do you say that? Oh, oh, That’s right, we don’t have a sect of cultivators, we can eliminate disasters and overcome difficulties, solve worries and doubts. Hey, when Master was here, I really didn’t know that you, Senior Brother, still have such a heart to save the heavens..."

As soon as Mo Wangxing finished speaking, he was shocked by a blue light and fell to the wall.

Gu Fenggui never said a word, he raised his hand and hit Mo Huangxing with a magic talisman.

He couldn't bear to be told that Mo Liyu wasn't wrong at all.He couldn't be more clear why Mo Yuyu hastily named Wuxiu Sect, if this person is not Mo Yuyu's own junior, he might be serious about it.

"Gu Daochang..." Mo Liyu turned his head to look at Gu Fenggui unexpectedly.

He knew that he had a very bad temper, and in the words of his master, he was a "cannon"-it would blow up at any point.But after this day-to-day grinding, he suffered a little bit, so he can take it easy.

As for the nonsense that Mo Huangxing said, he listened to it as soon as he heard it, as if it went in with one ear and out with the other, and passed away as it was, and he didn't take it to heart.It's just that he never thought that Gu Fenggui's temper would become even more irritable than him.

Mo Huangxing spit blood on the ground with a "bah", and sneered in a strange way: "Haha! Haha! Okay, okay! Senior brother, I knew you were not an ordinary person.

"As soon as the master left, you stepped onto the Qingcheng Immortal Mansion. After all, the Qingcheng Immortal Mansion is much more magnificent than us.

"The last time I was looking for a son for Tao Peinan, this Gu or something, he was there, right? He protected you desperately then, and he still protects you now. Who knows what kind of dirty business is going on between you!"

"Bastard!" Mo Yuyu shouted sharply.He has a certain amount of respect, a certain amount of gratitude towards Gu Fenggui, and a certain amount of intangible, intangible, and intangible affection that he himself can't fathom.Therefore, Mo Huangxingruo is the one who slanders him, and he won't say a word, but Gu Fenggui is different...

He knew very well in his heart that no matter how good and gentle Gu Fenggui was, he was just a gentleman's friend to him, clean and free of distracting thoughts, how could he be so slandered by Mo Huangxing?

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly in anger, and said to Gu Fenggui in a low voice: "I'm sorry... don't listen to him, don't listen to his nonsense."

Gu Fenggui turned to look at him.

Mo Liyu raised his head, stepped forward, and stopped behind the circle of black lines. "Second Junior Brother, after all these years, your skill is still so bad..." Mo Liyu looked at the clumsy formation on the ground, and even felt a tinge of sympathy. "Master's homework, you are always active, but after the class, I don't see you spending more time practicing."

"Haha..." Mo Wangxing said, "Elder brother, elder brother, do you know? We haven't seen each other for so long, and there is one thing you can't change." His voice turned cold, and he raised his right hand with scars on his palm There are nearly ten scars of different shades overlapping, and the index finger points to the sky, calling out a flying sword.With red eyes, he shouted loudly, "Sacrifice!"

A sharp knife with a green and white blade was slightly curled and rusty.

Immediately, the saber struck Mo Huayu's left eye like a dexterous spirit snake.

Mo Liyu stood where he was, but was stunned for a moment.

They are brothers from the same school, and they know each other's tricks perfectly.So he can be sure that the trick that Mo Huang used just now is definitely not the magic of Wuxiu sect.

Even if Mo Liao stopped for such a moment, the moves to dispel Mo Liaoxing were still more than enough.When he came back to his senses, he blinked for a moment, and the sharp knife that was about to pierce his left eye suddenly stopped and stood still in mid-air.

"Wangxing, where did you learn your spells?" Mo Liyu asked.

"none of your business!"

Mo Wangxing was a little surprised, he didn't expect Mo Wangyu to be able to dispel his own moves so easily.He hastily cheered up and continued to increase his spiritual power persistently.

He scratched his palm fiercely with his long and pointed fingertips, pointing his bloody palm to the sky again, and shouted: "Sacrifice!"

Mo Liyu's sharp knife, which was stationary in front of his eyes, suddenly trembled violently at the end, showing a faint tendency to break through.

Mo Huayu tested Mo Huangxing's cultivation, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work, it's still far from the third heaven.Feeling bored, he sighed lightly, lifted his eyelids, and only heard a thud, and the sharp knife fell to the ground.

Mo Huangxing screamed as if he was exhausted, the spiritual power in his chest rose and fell violently, almost breaking his heart, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.Although Mo Wangyu didn't make a move, but Mo Huangxing was eager to mobilize all his spiritual power to attack, killing one thousand enemies and damaging himself by [-]. When the two spiritual powers collided, it was like an immature egg hitting a rock.

Mo Wangxing looked at Mo Huayu in disbelief—"Impossible...impossible..."

Mo Liyu bent down and picked up the knife that fell by his feet.

"I'll ask you again, where did you learn your spells?"

Mo Wangxing gritted his back teeth and said, "Bah! What does this have to do with you?"

"Don't you want to say it?" Mo Liyu said, "Then forget it."

He brushed the blade with his palm, and wherever he went, the filth adhering to the surface of the blade dissipated until the original blue light was revealed.

Mo Liyu looked at the pattern on the handle of the knife carefully, "You were 12 years old, you fought against me, and you only resisted three moves before you were defeated. Master didn't intend to give you a magic weapon, but asked you to do it again. Practiced for two years. You were unhappy after hearing this, and cried and made noises in the arena, saying that the master did not give you the magic weapon, but gave it to me because of partiality. In order to comfort you, the master made an exception and gave you this blue and white handle. Huo Ren, before I gave it to you, I specifically told you that your spirit is too high, if you want to stand out in the future, you must calm down and cultivate your mind..."

Mo Liao casually recounted the past, exerted a slight force on his palm, and saw that the blade made of fiery iron was slightly red, and then he twisted it like a towel, sparks flew and sizzled for a while.

Mo Wangxing looked at Mo Wangyu in disbelief that he just dropped the dust in his hand...

Mo Yuyu turned the Feihong sword point downwards, the bluestone bricks under his feet were cracked into several pieces, the sword edge sank into the ground, creating a ferocious gully.

The magic circle painted with crooked black blood fell apart, he stepped on the magic circle, and then walked into the dilapidated house with his head down as if he had entered no one's land.

"Eldest brother, don't be like this..." Mo Huangxing trembled, he finally understood the gap between himself and Mo Huayu, it was a gap between them in terms of talent.Everything he did today was hitting a stone with an egg. Even if he learned heresy spells, he was still far from being able to compete with Mo Liyu.

Weeping crocodile tears, he cried: "Give me back the sword, I know I was wrong. Eldest brother, please forgive me. I really have no choice. I have no other place to go, really I have nowhere to go, so I used this method to lure you here, otherwise, with your temperament, would you meet me? Eldest brother, for the sake of our same clan, please give me another chance... Take me back to Wuxiu Mountain .”

"Stop talking, it's boring." Mo Huayu interrupted Mo Huangxing's hypocrisy, and said lightly: "Master is soft-hearted, if he is still here, he should feel sorry for you and want to take you away after hearing you cry a few times." Go back. But I am not a master, I am born with a heart of stone, no matter how miserable you cry here, no matter how sad you cry, I don’t feel sorry for you at all, do you know why? Because you deserve it.”

Mo Wangxing suddenly forgot to cry, and stared blankly at Mo Huayu with dry eyes.

Mo Liyu nodded behind him and said, "Did you see it? The people you tied up there, do you recognize them? They are all juniors and juniors that you grew up with, how do you treat them?"

Several children were ashamed and embarrassed.Tired of crying, Mo Xiaobing sobbed softly.

"Now you tell me that you want to go back to Wuxiu Mountain? Mo Wangxing, I will call you by this name for the last time. Let me tell you, stop dreaming. As long as I am still in Wuxiu Sect, I will not allow Wuxiu Pie has scum like you."

Mo Huangxing lowered his head, scratched horizontal grooves on the ground with his fingers, and the luck in his heart was replaced by anger again.

He lost again, and it was a crushing defeat, with no way out.

What else does he have now?His leg was broken, his sword was gone, and he was like a maggot that could never live, lingering in the mud.

He hates too much, he hates the master's favoritism, he hates the heaven's favoritism, and what he hates the most is still Mo Liyu...

Why are you still better than me?I'm already like this, why... why?

His facial muscles twisted strangely, and there were strange twitches in his throat.

"Okay...okay..." He said darkly, "Don't lie, since you've already said that, just wait and see."

It was too late for Mo to react, and he felt an insignificant resistance from the tip of the sword in his hand, as if a burlap bag full of flesh and blood had been pierced, and a hot and viscous liquid gushed out, spraying all over his body. hand.

Mo Wangxing pressed his hand on the bloody gash cut across his stomach, and then raised it up to the sky again.At this time, his movements stopped, his mouth was opened wide, and the curse that he hadn't spoken was frozen, and the eyes that were almost protruding from the eye sockets were still in the dry eye sockets.

Don't lie, your eardrums are bulging.

He felt that Gu Fenggui was protecting him behind him, and then took the bloody sword hilt from his hand.No one has ever successfully taken the Feihong Sword from him, this is the first time.