Forced to become Long Aotian

Mo Huayu froze in place, his eyes were full of the bright red blood that flowed from Mo Huangxing's lower abdomen.

After all, he has never seen the world, even if he can face off against all the disciples of the immortal family in a cool and unrestrained manner, and can eliminate all the demons and ghosts in the world without changing his face, he is already terrified at this moment.

He has never hurt anyone with the Feihong sword, never.Master said that the purpose of cultivating immortals is to save people, not to harm them.And now, what is the difference between him and those grievances and evils that they subdued and expelled with righteousness?

The eardrums began to bulge again, and the thin and dense shouts entangled him, and the uncontrollable spiritual power in his body began to stir wantonly again.He staggered and stumbled back, but Gu Fenggui grabbed his wrist.

"Mo Xiu." Gu Fenggui held him back and said in a low voice.

Gu Fenggui rarely called him that.He always called him Mo Daozhang, his tone was polite, business-like, and not humane at all.This time, he suddenly changed his name to call him, so that Mo Liyu didn't realize for a moment that he was calling himself.

He solemnly said to him, "Mo Xiu."

"Ok?"

"Look at me." Gu Fenggui said.

Mo Xiu obediently moved his eyes away, and finally what he saw was not a piece of blood dripping, but the white clothes Shengxue.

Gu Fenggui blocked the people on the ground for him, leaned over and put down the Feihong sword that was stained with blood, and tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of the white robe with a "swish".

Gu Fenggui told him to watch him, and Mo Liyu just watched him honestly, watching how he carefully wiped his palms with the spotless brocade.

The white brocade was stained with blood, and it was so abrupt that it was dazzling. Mo Liyu's eyes hurt, and he subconsciously wanted to stop, but Gu Fenggui forcibly held it down.

"Don't move." Gu Fenggui said dissatisfied.

Gu Fenggui's hands were very hard, especially at the tiger's mouth, which had been ground into a thick callus the size of a copper plate by years of carrying swords.When he clamped his palm firmly, the hard callus was pressing against the back of his hand, making his hand ache.Mo Liyu couldn't pull back his hand, he was at a loss, and looked at Gu Fenggui with red and swollen eyes.

When wiping, he was very careful.His fingers followed the deep lines of the palm, the palm, fingertips, and finger crevices, never letting go of any tiny corners.

Those ice-blue eyes were quiet and focused, as if the room had never been filled with blood, and he was just quietly wiping his most cherished treasure.

Only Gu Fenggui knew that his hands were actually shaking.

The boy's supple palm was wiped of filth, revealing fair and healthy skin, and he didn't even want to take this opportunity to touch his palm.He watched with his own eyes that Mo Wangxing deliberately slammed into the sword, not hesitating to lose his own life, but also let Mo Wangyu be tortured by him in this life.He really shouldn't be lenient, the first talisman should have taken his life.

This is the person he is so protective of, how dare he, how dare...

When the original color of the snow-white brocade finally couldn't be seen, and Mo Liyu's hands were as clean as being washed by spring water, Gu Fenggui finally let go of his hands.

"Thank you..." Mo Huayu whispered.

He lowered his head and retracted his hands, the palms seemed to be still thin and warm after Gu Fenggui's touch.

Gu Fenggui is very cold, like an iceberg that does not melt all year round, rejecting people thousands of miles away.But his hand was warm, like a small torch was lit at the foot of an iceberg. Even though the flame was dim, it was enough to disperse the ten thousand years of frost.So when Gu Fenggui let go of him, he felt cold.

Gu Fenggui leaned over and picked up the blood-soaked Feihong sword, silently wiped off the blood with the brocade, and then handed the hilt to Mo Huayu.

Don't lie and don't answer, the hilt of the sword looks like a poisonous snake with a red letter in its mouth.

"He bumped into it by himself," Gu Fenggui looked at him and said, his voice was clear and clear, like the sound of gold and stone resounding in the wilderness, evoking a trace of clarity in Mo Yuyu.

"He bumped into it himself," Gu Fenggui repeated again, "You know?"

"Hmm..." Mo Huayu nodded dully.

"Woooooo..." Mo Xiaobing, who was tied to a beam, let out a loud cry.

The crying awakened Mo Liyu's consciousness.He suddenly woke up, and looked at the sword that Gu Feng handed over again.

How did he become a big brother?Master entrusted these junior brothers and sisters to him to take good care of them. He almost lost them. At this moment, he felt sorry for himself, completely forgetting that the juniors and sisters also saw this scene.

He quickly touched his face, this time as if nothing had happened, he took the Feihong sword calmly and pinned it to his waist.

"My old man, don't cry at any time." Mo Yuyu smiled crookedly, and quickly untied the rope for Mo Xiaobing and the others.

Mo Xiaobing was finally able to crawl, but cried even more sadly than just now, he got into Mo Liyu's arms out of breath, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "

Mo Liyu was helpless, he patted Mo Xiaobing's little head clumsily, and said, "Cry as soon as you cry, but don't put your nose on my face!" C's nose was wiped clean.

Although this incident was disgusting, fortunately these children were tied to the beams of the house, so they couldn't see clearly, and there was no blood splattered on their faces, and they were still white and clean.

After Mo Yushu stretched his wrists, he ran up to Mo Wangxing's corpse with his hips on his hips, spat at Mo Wangxing's dead body, and cursed: "What a bad thing, ugly and evil! Even my aunt dares to be tied up!"

Mo Wangsi hooked Mo Xiaobing over.Mo Xiaobing was used to being hugged by him, and when he hugged his neck, he didn't remember to cry. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and became sleepy.Mo Wangsi frightenedly glanced at Mo Wangxing's corpse, not daring to take a closer look, and said, "Brother, now... what should we do now?"

Mo Liyu thought about it for a while, and said, "It's not a big deal. This is Jingnan City, a famous ghost town. It's a land that doesn't care about anything. The emperor of the world won't care, and neither will the great immortals." He paused, then turned to look at Gu Fenggui , Said: "Gu Daochang, what do you think?"

Gu Fenggui's attitude towards this matter is extremely important.There are three things in Jingnan City, and one thing is Qingcheng Immortal Mansion.The Qingcheng Immortal Mansion did not come forward to preside over the affairs of the ghost city due to their sympathy, but if you want to investigate carefully, it is true that one-third of this land belongs to them.

And Qingcheng Immortal Mansion likes to take care of this kind of you kill me and I kill you.Gu Fenggui, as the eldest disciple of the Qingcheng Immortal Mansion, will take Gu Zuoyin's seat in the future, and now he holds an important position in the Immortal Mansion.In terms of his position alone, he has the responsibility and must report to Gu Zuoyin when he encounters such casualties when he goes out.

Just now Gu Fenggui said to him——he bumped into it himself, but it was a verbal comfort to him out of desperation, or a final conclusion, Mo Liyu is not sure...

Gu Fenggui naturally knew Mo Liyu's uneasiness, and said calmly: "Qingcheng Immortal Mansion has never been interested in other fairy sect's housework." So here we go.

In the past few days, the most lively fireworks in the ghost market have been set off. This remote corner is also the residence of many shady ghosts like Mo Wangxing. They are returning one after another at this time, so it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

Mo Huayu rolled him up with Mo Huangxing's dirty blanket. Mo Huaxing's body was already stiff, but he still maintained the posture just now.It is not auspicious to leave this world with your eyes open, it is called death without peace, but Mo Liyu stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, but he refused to close them no matter what.Mo Liyu was helpless, covered his face with a blanket, lit a fire, and threw the crutches, bottles and cans scattered on the ground, as well as the ghost masks that Mo Liyu bought for a few children, into the burning fire pile.

"Gu Daochang, why didn't you recite the sutra of crossing the dead?" Mo Yuyu remembered that he had read the sutra of crossing the dead when he recalled Fenggui to send the two dead monks up. If it goes too far, he will come forward and overdo it.

Gu Fenggui didn't look at him, but stared ahead, the crimson flame flickered in those indifferent ice blue eyes.His sharp jaw line tightened slightly, and he said flatly, "Master Mo, sometimes, you really think too much of me."

In the middle of the night, Mo Huayu carried Mo Xiaobing on his back, led Mo Yu by the hand, and led Mo Huasi, and went back to the inn where he had just inquired about the news with Gu Fenggui.

At this time, the bustle had just ended, and the waiter moved Zhang Xiaozhu to sit on the bench by the door, his head dropped to his chest, and he dozed off from time to time.Mo Yuyu knocked on the door. "Guests should stay here..." The industrious waiter never forgot to keep these two words on his lips in his sleep. He looked at Mo Yuyu and them in a daze, and was suddenly terrified.

It's only a matter of time, and these people are so downcast.The children were alright, but Mo Liyu, who was wearing black, was stained with blood on the front of his clothes; Gu Fenggui next to him was not much better, the hem of his white Taoist robe was missing, and the two stood side by side, like black and white impermanence.

"you you you……"

Mo Liyu stepped into the room, and simply said: "It's a long story, is there any room available?"

The waiter followed back to the counter, still staring at the blood on Mo Huayu's collar.

Gu Fenggui put two fingers on the table, buckled it, took out a handful of broken silver from his pocket, put it on the table, and said: "The rules of the ghost market."

Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, seeing the money, the waiter in the shop is much more courageous than before.Strange things happen every day in Jingnan City, and he knows that one more thing is worse than one less thing. He judged the situation, quickly put the broken money into his pocket, and said: "Of course, that's of course. How many rooms do the guest officials want?" Woolen cloth?"

"Two rooms." Mo Yuyu said.

He lifted up Mo Xiaobing who was lying on his back, and said to Gu Fenggui without distraction: "These children are terrified, and they will definitely be inseparable at night, so I can take care of them together Daoist Gu, you have worked hard all day today, so you should have a private room and rest."

Gu Fenggui looked at him, noncommittal.

At this moment, the waiter in the shop let out a hey and said, "It's really unfortunate..."

Mo Liyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "You don't even have two guest rooms, do you?"

He looked around and said bluntly: "Look at the flies crawling on your table, this place doesn't look like a sought-after place..."

The waiter said: "Originally we had few customers here, but I really don't know what day it is. Besides you, there are several groups of customers today. They are rich and powerful, and they want to use up all the rooms in one go. The room I'm giving you now is still It was finally free!"

Seeing that it was getting late and the night was full of disasters, and the children were so tired that they could hardly keep their eyelids open, Mo Liyu discussed with Gu Fenggui, "Hey, this matter was done... Daoist Gu had a good rest in the room alone, but he didn't expect to be crowded with us again."

"It's okay." Gu Fenggui said calmly, took the door key from the waiter in the shop, and went up to the second floor together.

The author has something to say: I set the wrong time, originally scheduled for the evening of the 19th, but it was set to the 20th, so I quickly changed it early in the morning, and the update will continue as usual tonight. (∩_∩)!

Thank you Nan Wang Wang for the grenade, it cost a lot