Reversed

The hand of the letter was wet with sweat on the letterhead that was written casually.

On the back of the letter was printed a blood-red mark, completely different from the sky blue tripod he had seen, consisting of two crossed axes with a human head and skull mark.

The subconscious made him fear, swallowed, he climbed into the carriage, trembling, went to the nearest Haoqi Alliance stronghold.

And not far from the village, pigeons flew up to the bustling Guangdu Town.

The young girl in the pink skirt has woken up, her expressionless but lovely face appeared weakly, she was leaning on the bed, her same unmoving black eyes rarely showed willfulness towards the strong smell of medicine in front of her.

The masked man guarding by the window snorted, his identity was revealed by his obvious Tangmen costume and the emblem of the Haoqi League embroidered on his waist.

"I don't carry candy with me like your young master. It's better to drink medicine obediently."

"You know too much."

This is the most annoying thing about intelligence dealers. This is the case for Unextinguishable Smoke, and the same is true for Tian Xuanying in front of him. It seems that any secrets are exposed in front of people. The feeling is quite bad.

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and landed. Ying took the secret letter and glanced at it. Then he turned to the bottom of the building. Men and women who looked strong and very weak came galloping one after the other on horseback.

"The person you were waiting for is here."

After finishing speaking, the shadow disappeared into the air, and the girl in the pink skirt subconsciously threw the bowl of medicinal soup out of the window to destroy the corpse.

The door of the inn room was slapped open rudely, and Mo Rongrong, who was always smiling and seemed frail, was expressionless to the point of horror.

She slammed the door and shut the big, stupid Mo Sha, who was not very flexible, directly outside the door. Mo Sha touched his nose and obediently guarded the door.

Mo Rongrong went straight to the bed. Seeing that Mo Fei was fine, she first breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled maliciously, and savagely slapped that cute but expressionless little face.

"I thought I was only collecting the corpse for you. Tell me, I deliberately lured the young master to Chang'an with a little evil son. What's wrong?"

Mo Fei turned his head slightly to avoid the evil hand, straightened his face, and his black eyes showed cruelty.

"Xiao Tiange was arrested, which attracted Xiao Yao'er, and Xiao Yao'er was the chief culprit who poisoned the young master's family back then." Having said this, Mo Fei's expression was extremely cold, "Xiao Yao'er not only has enmity with the young master's Mo family, but also with the young master's Mo family." They also have grudges against the mother and daughter of Gongzhi's family, and they lost both sides in the fight over some treasure."

"It just so happened that the young master came back to visit the grave, and he was targeted?"

Who in the Valley of the Wicked doesn't know that Yan Wangtie Xiao Yao'er is extremely unpopular, except for their young master, no one has ever taken the initiative to get close to him, but Xiao Yao'er is actually the chief culprit that caused the young master to fall into such a relationship.

It so happened that Wu Lingfeng, the current leader of Tianyi Sect, and Gongzhiling joined forces, and they wanted Xiao Xiezi to take him away. Murphy stood still, planning to send a secret message to the young master in Chengdu to lure him away, but Mo Lei did the same thoughts.

Taking advantage of her mother's serious injuries, Mo Lei quietly sent her back to the young master, really treating her as an innocent little girl.

Mo Rongrong was amazed, "Your short body is really deceptive."

It's not that I'm not worried about Xiao Xiezi, but Wu Lingfeng's irritability revealed the fact that Qu Yun, the leader of the Five Poisons, went to Chang'an after him. more important.

Someone knocked on the window, and the next moment, half of Tian Xuanying's masked face leaned over.

"Someone went to Mojiabao again, you guys from the Valley of the Wicked."

Without time to worry about the other party's uninvited arrival, Mo Rongrong narrowed her eyes and said dangerously, "Who?"

"Xiao Yao'er's son, Xiao Tianshui."

Yang raised the provocative letterhead that was specially sent to the Haoqi stronghold, and Ying narrowed his eyes angrily.

"He poisoned the water source next to Mojiabao."

That water source runs through several villages, and in order to force out the hidden Gongzhi mother and daughter, it is really possible to do it.Heh, as expected of Xiao Yao'er's son, even if this son's body is weak and he will die soon, his lethality is still not weak.

Mo Rongrong and Mo Fei frowned in disgust. The tricks of the Wicked Man's Valley, which killed one thousand enemies and hurt eight hundred, are really disgusting. Fortunately, the young master was sent away by them, otherwise the thankless work of cleaning up the aftermath would fall on them .

Now, let the Haoqi League do the work!The two girls were full of malice and gloated.

The young master, who was nagged by the two daughters, was in a great crisis, and the shake light altar master Yue Nong, who was dressed as a married woman, sat with scars on his chest opposite Mao Mao, tapping his fingers on the table in an unhurried and rhythmic manner.

Opposite him, Mao Mao, who seemed to be cornered and restless, wanted to escape, but the windows and the door were guarded by dozens of mighty elites.

A few days ago, he rushed to Chang'an, only to find that Qu Yun, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, had already rescued Xiao Xiezi, and the plague spread by the Tianyi Sect had also been effectively controlled.He only saw Xiao Xiezi once, so he asked Xiao Xiezi to go to Wudu for a thorough inspection, in order to prevent Wu Lingfeng from doing anything secretly.

Then, as calculated, Wu Lingfeng led Tianyi Sect to retreat, and the one who stopped them from pursuing was He Fangyi, who was insane and controlled by the current Mingjiao protector, that is, Liu Fuyun, the second master of Badao.

Because they didn't want to seriously injure people, they seemed to be restrained, but fortunately, Ye Qifei, the lady who hid the sword, and Ye Wei, the owner of the third villa, appeared in time to control He Fangyi. He was relieved and was invited to drink tea by Yue Nenghen.

After drinking a cup of tea, when I came back to my senses, it was already the appearance of a joint trial like this.

Yue Nonghen carefully inspected that gentlemanly face, his black eyes dodged, his expression was frank, and the complex emotions in his heart were fermenting and expanding.

"I have never seen a sword master who is instructed by him, but he is proficient with him; I have never seen the leader of the alliance, but he knows the spear skills of the leader; I have never been in the Haoqi League, but I am very familiar with all parts of the Haoqi League; I have never been with us Seven Stars, but I know ours living habit……"

If there is still a reason to refute the long string of Mao Mao in front, but Yue Nonghen's last sentence is directly general.

"Not long ago, I met a little girl who was a fortune teller. That little girl lived in Badao when she was young, and she had some friendship with me. Seeing that I was troubled, she took the initiative to make a divination... What else do you want to tell me? ? Mu Tianlei's son—Mu Xuanying!"

The reason why the fortune tellers are good is because they count without omissions, and the testimony of the fortune tellers cannot be overturned.

It's been a long time since I heard that the surname Mu was crowned on the head. Mao Mao's mood was agitated, her black eyes were moist, and her fingers were tightly clutching the hilt of Qixing Longyuan's sword. The seven-star pattern on it was deeply embedded in her palm.

After a long while, Mao Mao let out a long breath, smiled and blinked, pretending to be stupid.

"Xiaoyu's father is also my father, and of course I am also Mu Tianlei's son."

Yue Nonghen raised his eyebrows, and signaled the Seven Star Guards to disperse, and saw the boy who had just died rather than surrender, fled with a look of salvation on his face.

The facts are too absurd, even if there is a fortune teller, she will doubt the letter, the last temptation just now, the subconscious actions and expressions have already revealed everything.

The trustee brought the letter to Keren, thinking of Mu Yu who was staying with Keren now, Yue Nonghen paused.

"Mu Yu's identity can't be..." Thinking of Mu Yu's moves that brought out ice and snow effects when she first arrived in Luoyan City when she was young, she rubbed her temples with a headache, "It's better to keep these things from the leader."

At this time, Mu Yu, who was missed by Yue Nonghen, was looking at the enchanting and moving Bumiyan with murderous intent on his face, and Bumiyan remained unmoved.

The Juggernaut has already been subdued by Lin Keren. Mu Yu didn't come here for the Juggernaut, but just thought that the black-toothed Yuanyou who controlled the Juggernaut was nearby.

Fighting against the sword master is a blessing that masters can't wait for, but Mu Yu is not in the mood. Heizhi Yuanyou is a thorn that caused him to lose his memory and make Mao Mao heartbroken. It would not be a pity to kill him thousands of times.

The insane Juggernaut is a big trouble, and after only a few moves, he is injured by the Juggernaut's domineering sword energy.

Maomao has always been worried about his body and strictly forbids him to compete with others in internal strength. In order to win the battle quickly, he picks up the Xuefeng Binghuang flute sent by the owner of the valley, and plays the song of the world.

If it was a sword master in the past, Hong Chen Qu would naturally have no effect on him, but for the Juggernaut who is now controlled and abnormal, Hong Chen Qu is the weapon of death.

Buqueen Yan, who got the news a long time ago and watched the show in the dark, got what he wanted to see. Compared with Mao Mao, who is deaf and tone-deaf, Mu Yu is more like the descendant of their elegant valley master in all aspects.

After Mu Yu confirmed that Hei Chi Yuan You was not nearby, he immediately wanted to go to Chang'an to join Maomao, not only because Maomao was in Chang'an, but also because He Fangyi, the protector of Mingjiao, was also in Chang'an. In his impression, this He Fangyi was also hacked. Chi Yuanyou controlled it.

As a result, the ignorant Unextinguishable Smoke came to block the way.

In the depths of Mu Yu's phoenix pupils, which were as dark as dark, violent blood was rolling, and the murderous intent was about to materialize.

Under such killing intent, Unquenchable Smoke smiled freely.

"Do you know that 'Dongzhen Zheshi' Yue Zhenxiao?"

He was satisfied with watching the play, and he reciprocated courtesy, and he didn't mind giving some information.

Mu Yu frowned slightly, but the murderous aura was no longer so obvious.

"What if you know?"

There was a mysterious smile on the corner of Unextinguishable Cigarette's mouth, and he curled up his long hair with his fingers and fiddled with it with great interest.

"Then do you know where he is now?"

52

Yue Zhenxiao is a disciple of Zhang Wanyu, the daughter of Lord Jiuling of the Changge Clan, and also a nominal disciple of Yan Zhenqing, the sage of Wanhua Shu.

Because of worshiping the sage of calligraphy, he would go to Wanhua Valley every ten days to ask for calligraphy lessons.

On the eve of the eruption of the Anshi Rebellion, Yan Zhenqing's appointment as governor of Youzhou made him a great force, and he was also one of the people who hoped to retrieve the body through negotiations after Yan Zhenqing's death.

Mu Yu's impression of him didn't come from Changge, the biggest interaction between him and him was because he was Mo Lei's lover, or his prospective brother-in-law.

At that time, he and Maomao were tossing too hard, and the guy next to him was in a sweet relationship with his sister, which was quite an eyesore.

Xu is aware of his unfriendly killing intent, the more