[Jianwang 3 Mao Mo drizzle] Zhizi black and white

In the main hall of the Valley of the Evil, the ten evils gather together.

Wang Yifeng leaned on the chair, listening to the chatter of the people below.

On Wang Yifeng's right, a man stood with his hands behind his back.

The man's waist-length hair was not tied up, and there was no expression on his handsome face, but there was an aura that could not be ignored.Domineering nature.

The man was Mo Yu, the moody little valley owner in front of everyone.

"Master Shaogu, there's no need for you to go in person. Those bastard decent people have clearly framed them, so why should we waste our time talking to them!"

"You can't say that. We have to make it clear. We can't blame others for no reason..."

"Okay." Wang Yifeng rubbed his aching head, and finally said: "Since Master Shaogu has made up his mind, you don't need to say any more. Mo Yu and I will leave for Luoyang tomorrow, let's go."

At this point, the people below had nothing to say, they just said something like being careful all the way and left.

Mo Yu looked at the tired Wang Yifeng, walked up behind him, stretched out his hands and began to massage his temples.

I don't know when it started, seeing Wang Yifeng showing fatigue, he would silently stand behind him and massage him.As for what Wang Yifeng represented to Mo Yu, Mo Yu himself couldn't tell.Said to be the master, Wang Yifeng never regarded him as an apprentice, and Mo Yu only called him Guzhu.It is said that the relationship between superiors and subordinates is not simply a relationship of order and obedience, so Wang Yifeng took him.The only thing he knows is that Mo Yu's life, if not because of Wang Yifeng, would not be alive today.Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe this kind of relationship as relatives.

So what about that person, what does he take that person for?

The massaging hand paused slightly.

Wang Yifeng's closed eyes opened slightly because of this pause, as if he knew what he was thinking, Wang Yifeng stopped his massaging hand, pulled him in front of him and looked at him and said, "Actually, you are younger than me. It’s very similar to when I was there. For what I want to protect, even if I risk my life, it’s worth it. In the end? What’s gone can’t come back after all…” He spoke slowly, and then seemed to remember something , smiled self-deprecatingly, "I just hope you don't make the same mistakes I made, it's very selfish to say it."

He knew what Mo Yu had been thinking about all these years.These days there were rumors that the man was in trouble, and he knew that Mo Yu would definitely take advantage of this opportunity to go out of the valley to do something.

Mo Yu lowered her head slightly, and stood quietly in front of Wang Yifeng without speaking.The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched where the owner of the valley could not see.

Although he and that person have long been on different paths, although he knows that they will never go back to the beginning, but he just... can't let go... He himself can't tell what this throbbing emotion is, but he just heard that he was distressed. The news cannot be restrained.

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Yifeng took Mo Yu out of the valley and drove towards Luoyang.

The driver was a middle-aged man named Mo Sha.Mo Yu has been taken care of by him since he entered the valley, so he took advantage of him as "Uncle Mo".

In the spacious carriage, Wang Yifeng sat on the right side, holding a scroll in his hand, thinking about something.And Mo Yu was leaning on the left side, with the breeze blowing by, her long black hair scattered in all directions, she rested her chin in her fair and slender hand and looked out of the car window, remembering that Xiaoxi begged her all night yesterday, but he didn't agree to take her with her. Xiao Xi came out.Before leaving, the child kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word, but carefully arranged his clothes for half an hour.Such a cute girl must find a good family to marry.

A group of people traveled to Luoyang and settled down in an inn.

The inner courtyard of the inn was built like a courtyard, and an old maple tree was planted in the middle of the courtyard. It was early autumn, and the fiery red maple leaves spread out on the branches, which was very gorgeous.

Leaning on the fence at the door, she quietly lost her mind on Hongfeng.

I remember that year when Hongfeng was flying, that person jumped off the cliff in front of him. Since then, it has been the same, and no one will follow him, pull his hair and call him Brother Xiaoyu...

He wants to see him.

It's a pity that this time the news didn't know what to do, and when it reached him, there were only a few words left.He only knew that the person was in trouble, but he didn't know the reason or the location.With his ability, it should be impossible not to find out, unless...

Mo Yu suddenly remembered what Wang Yifeng said to him the night before his departure.

——What is gone can never come back...

——I just hope you don't make the same mistakes I made, which is very selfish to say the least.

No wonder.

He suddenly understood why he couldn't get the information he wanted, it turned out to be Wang Yifeng.After figuring this out, he didn't feel angry, just a little distressed.He really can't imagine how much pain Wang Yifeng has experienced to be so afraid of him repeating the same mistakes.But Mo Yu really couldn't ignore that person.

He took a deep breath, Mo Yu turned and pushed open the door of the next room.

"Master Gu, I..."

Before Mo Yu could finish his words, Wang Yifeng stopped drinking tea and sighed, "After all, you still haven't been able to forget him." After a long silence, the Lord of Evil Valley raised his eyes, and moved the teacup in his hand to his side He put it heavily on the low table, and looked at the man standing in front of him with his head bowed, "Don't say I don't know. So what if I know? He is no longer the Mao Mao he was back then, but Mu Xuanying! The famous young leader of the Haoqi League, what identity do you use to meet him!"

"So what? I only think of him as Mao Mao from Daoxiang Village, and he only thinks of me as his brother Xiaoyu, so why not?" The man raised his face and looked at Wang Yifeng calmly, speaking with words that he never knew before. perceived vulnerability.Even he himself didn't understand whether these words were for the owner of the valley or to deceive himself.

"You..." Wang Yifeng couldn't help but picked up the teacup in his hand and threw it on the ground, "I'm obsessed with it!"

Looking at the still upright body in front of him, Wang Yifeng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The sound of broken porcelain attracted Mo Sha, who was ordering things outside.He opened the door and saw the big and small confronting each other, he was a little confused.He hurried forward to pull Mo Yu out of the room, and said as he walked, "Okay, the owner of the valley has a good rest, and I have to go see those bastards tomorrow!" After closing the door in front of him, Mo Sha turned his head to look, still calm Mo Yu, who had a face, thought to whom this dead boy was showing his ugly face. Just as he was about to scold him, Mo Yu shook off his hand and turned into his room, slamming the door behind him.Only Mo Sha was left standing there alone.

"Hey, it's hard to take care of one big and one small." Mo Sha muttered a few words in a low voice, and continued to order things resignedly.

Unexpectedly, this big and small anger lasted until the next day.Everyone in the Haoqi League who wanted to blame Evilren Valley was so suppressed that they couldn't speak a word under the pressure of the Valley Master and the Shaogu Master.

"Ahem," said the man in the main seat. He stretched out his hand and adjusted his cuffs slightly. His eyes swept across the audience inadvertently, making everyone think of the words "immortal spirit, self-prestige without anger".

The deputy alliance of the Haoqi League advocates Shayuan, the number one hypocrite.Mo Yu thought to himself.

"This time Haoqi League has lost more than a dozen brothers, I hope Guigu can explain it to me." Zhang Xiyuan's words were cold.

"I've already said that I didn't kill people." Mo Yu looked around lightly, with a little contempt in his eyes, "The murderer's Dragon Shadow Sword made him less than one-tenth of me, Mo Yu, Mo Yu never thought Guimeng's eyesight is so apologetic." Mo Yu was furious, and said a word with a bit of acrimony, which made everyone in the Haoqi League below burst into anger.

"You're deceiving people too much!" A leading young man roared from the crowd, "I've always been magnanimous, but now you, Mo Yu, are barking like a mad dog and can't blame others for calling you crazy..." The man said Before he finished speaking, Mo Yu jumped in front of him, his long untwisted hair scattered in all directions, and the long sword flew with a red light, and the man fell to the ground and died.

"Look carefully, this is the Dragon Shadow Sword." After Mo Yu finished speaking, Shi Shiran left the hall.By the time everyone reacted, the young man had long since disappeared.

On this side, Mo Yufu also left the hall as if.

The moment he saw the face of that man just now, the crazy blood in his body began to scream, and the bright red totem on his forehead began to loom.

He can't remember wrongly, he was the one who led people to kill Mao Mao on the edge of the cliff that year!In the moment just now, no matter what kind of villain he is, he just wants to tear everyone around him apart!

The blood-red eyes gradually revealed, Mo Yu tremblingly stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, desperately restraining the roiling demon in his body, performed lightness kung fu and ran all the way, and left Luoyang City without knowing it.It wasn't until he woke up that he realized that he had walked to the edge of a cliff unconsciously, and the fiery red maple leaves fell all over his body, just like back then. ?