After Mozun loses his memory

After realizing that his tone was not kind, Qin Mo quickly changed his words, "Brother, friend, have I met him before?"

Liu Ning shook her head.

Liu Ning has always been mild-tempered, but that doesn't mean he is very close, a friend who can be recognized by him must be very close to his heart.

Qin Mo's heart was blocked, as if something that belonged to him was shared without his knowledge.

"It's just a friend who met once." Liu Ning seemed unwilling to say more.

If it was just that simple, it wouldn't have spread to Master Huai Su's ears.

Now that I mentioned it, it proves that I still remember it.However, the one-sided relationship has been remembered until now...

Qin Mo was thinking about it secretly.

"Since Uncle Huai Su has seen it, you might as well show it to others as a casual cultivator, rather than hiding it all day and worrying about being discovered." Liu Ning paused, and then said, "It's just that your face is too serious. Swagger, there is probably no one in the door who doesn't know, I can only wrong you to wear a mask."

The trick of deception can fool other disciples, but it can't fool Master Huai Su. Since he decided to deceive, he simply found a suitable excuse and put on a mask, once and for all.

Coincidentally, that person always wears a mask, too.

He considered it so appropriately, Qin Mo has no reason not to agree, but he still has a heart for this casual cultivator friend, "We are like this, brother, aren't you afraid that friend will be unhappy?"

"No." Liu Ning did not hesitate.

Qin Mo choked on his determination, and said in a strange voice, "Brother, you know him well?"

The tone was rather familiar.

Liu Ning didn't care, she shook her head and said, "It's not that I understand, it's just that he said before parting that we won't have a chance to see each other again."

Sure enough, after that, they never saw each other again.

Qin Mo closed his eyes and thought deeply, but what he was thinking about was why his senior brother and this friend said with such certainty that they would never see each other again.

"Uncle Master only knows that there is such a person, but he doesn't know what kind of person he is. From now on, you only need to remember that your name is Mo Qiusi." Liu Ning instructed.

Qin Mo replied with a smile: "I will remember what senior brother said."

Don't think about it, don't think about it.

He recited the name silently twice, feeling a little sad in his heart.

There are trees in the south, which cannot be thought of [1], which means not to be thought of.

After discussing about borrowing the identity, Liu Ning finally had the opportunity to ask him about his next plans.Qin Mo thought for a while, and decided to find out the truth about his murder of his teacher and betrayal.

He admitted that he had long disliked Xie Pinglan.

Just as Qin Mo finished talking about his plan, the system that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly appeared and said something surprising.

[Xie Pinglan is not dead at all. ]

Xie Pinglan is not dead?

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly sank.

The system realizes that this is a good opportunity to persuade him, so it hastened to make persistent efforts: [The murder of the teacher is just a part of his plan.You also know that lunatic Xie Pinglan, if you come to Zhenliu Peak for no reason, he might do something. ]

To a certain extent, Xie Pinglan and the system have the same purpose - they both want Qin Mo to be a devil.

[To avoid a change, let's go back to the Demon Palace earlier. ]

Heh, I was almost deceived by this cunning demon.

Qin Mo sneered.

let him go?Think beautifully.

"What's wrong?" Liu Ning couldn't help asking after he didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Mo immediately dropped the system, "It's nothing, I just remembered the saber that appeared when I was exchanging lessons with my senior brother, but I don't remember when I learned the saber technique."

Liu Ning was silent, and said: "It was probably after you left. You left Taichang when you left, and later became a Demon Lord, and you always have Quehan with you."

After his reminder, Qin Mo remembered the existence of his saber.

At the age of 20, a disciple of the Shangqing School can enter the Sword Tomb to get a sword by fate. He compared it with Jixue after he got the sword, and found that the whole sword was longer. Too long", unexpectedly became the name of this sword.

Qin Mo's last memory stays here.

"Where did it go too long?" Qin Mo asked.

As the brother said, everything in his room has been cleaned up, and now the mattress is all given to him by the brother.But it's too long, after all, it's a high-grade fairy sword, so it won't be lost too, right?

Liu Ning looked strange, and said slowly: "...I lost it."

Qin Mo: "..."

Well, he can't use it anyway.

"What about Quehan? Why did the brother say it was a magic knife?"

In fact, there is no need to answer this question at all, the evil spirit on this knife is so thick that it overflows.

What Qin Mo wanted to know was where it came from.

Liu Ning didn't say it clearly, but casually cast a layer of enchantment on Zhushe, "You summoned Quehan out."

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, and tried it based on his feeling. Fortunately, the knife was quite obedient, and it appeared in his hand the next moment.

The spiritual power released by Quehan this time was not as majestic as before, but they were too close, so they could clearly feel the eerie chill in this spiritual power.

"Do you feel that Quehan's spiritual power is somewhat familiar?" Liu Ning asked.

Qin Mo looked at him, then looked at Quehan in his hand, pondered for a moment and said, "It's very similar to the evil spirit in the abyss."

"good."

Or Yuan has existed for at least tens of thousands of years.

This place was originally a battlefield, and countless corpses were buried here. The resentment lingered for a long time, and later it became a place for the demons to throw their corpses.The accumulation of tens of thousands of years has made Oryuan a very dark place that is difficult for ordinary people to approach, and Quehan was refined here.

"Dong dong dong."

A dull sound came from somewhere in the room, and after the two fell silent, the sound became very obvious.

After losing her sight, Liu Ning used to listen to the sound to identify the location, and she knew the source of the sound almost instantly, and became nervous all of a sudden.

[In the closet. ] The system reminded.

Mostly because it realized that the host couldn't keep fighting against itself, the system chose to soften its attitude.

Qin Mo felt a little suspicious when he heard the voice, but he still walked in the direction pointed by the system.

"Amo..." Liu Ning called him from behind.

Too bad it's too late.

With a "snap", the things in the cabinet rushed out, and were caught by Qin Mo halfway and held in his hands.

Liu Ning: "..."

Qin Mo: "..."

If I'm not mistaken, this seems to be...too long.

The problem is, just now senior brother clearly said that he has lost it.

Qin Mo turned his head slowly, seeing his senior brother blushing completely from neck to ear.

If there was a crack in the ground right now, he might just slip in.

Qin Mo, who had a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, stood blankly, not knowing how to speak to ease the delicate atmosphere.

At this moment, Que Han and Tai Chang made "buzzing" quarrels at the same time, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and no one would give in to the other.

But Han was a magic knife after all, so he quickly gained the upper hand. Taichang, who was gradually suppressed, realized that the old master had a new favorite, so he pulled out neatly and flew into Liu Ning's arms, as if begging for comfort.

Good guy, quite skilled.

Qin Mo put away the knife and let out a little smile.

He turned around and jumped out of the gate in two or three steps, "I have to leave beforehand."

Brother has a good temper, but if he angers people, it's not good.

As soon as the door opened and closed, the sound of Qin Mo's footsteps also disappeared.The heat on Liu Ning's face was still hot, she held the sword in her hand tightly, and slowly lowered her head.

Huai Su is a vigorous and resolute person, within a day, the entire Shangqing sect knew that a friend had come to Zhenliu Peak, which is clean and uninhabited.

"I heard it's a casual cultivator from the Illusory Sky Snow Region."

"Illusory Sky Snow Region? That kind of monster is not willing to live in a place where people can live?"

"Why not, it's because your cultivation is not enough."

"I heard that Senior Mo saved the life of the head teacher before, so the realm must not be lowered."

"It is said that……"

Thanks to his senior uncle Huai Su, Qin Mo never showed his face, and the story of his friend, senior brother, has been spread throughout the sect.

Those words just now were quite normal. The private topics of some female disciples have already extended from Zhenliu Peak's rules of not keeping anyone, to the unspeakable relationship between the head teacher and his friends.

Fortunately, Qin Mo couldn't hear this, otherwise there would be another sea of ​​jealousy.

On the day of the trial ceremony, Qin Mo also went with him.

Liu Ning originally didn't intend to let him follow, but she couldn't hold back the warm invitation from Master Huai Su, and Qin Mo's own stern begging, in short, the matter was settled like this.

On the day of the grand ceremony, almost everyone gathered at the main peak, and the front of the main hall was crowded with people, so it was very lively.

Qin Mo put on a fox mask and stood beside Liu Ning, listening to Uncle Huai Su lament half melancholy and half nostalgic: "The last time the mountain gate was opened was 130 years ago. It's been a long time since I saw such a lively scene. scene."

"It hasn't been long. Didn't the Demon Lord just come to make a fuss last month?" The speaker's tone was mocking, and he held his breath for more than a month, but he still hasn't left.

Qin Mo, who was suddenly called by name, couldn't help but looked over, and found that the other party was indeed Uncle Xu Yan from Lieyang Peak.

This bad temper really hasn't changed at all.

Huai Su glared at him, originally wanting to remind him to pay attention to the occasion, but this person not only did not restrain himself, but also raised his voice, "Why, did I say something wrong? Or do you want to protect that wolf-hearted thing?"

"You..." You want to quarrel with her, right?

"No matter what kind of person I am, I'm better than Qin Mo's white-eyed wolf!"

"Uncle Xu." Liu Ning interrupted him, "The grand ceremony is about to begin."

Xu Yan finally stopped talking.

Qin Mo picked out his ears, with a look of indifference, as if the person Xu Yan scolded just now was not him.

It is said to be a grand ceremony, but it is actually a meeting for all peaks to choose their favorite disciples. It's just that there is a rare event in the Shangqing Sect, so it's better to hold it more grandly.

After the new disciples visited the head teacher and the other peak masters, the senior brothers and sisters from each peak performed a few real combat arenas. Immediately afterwards, several people on the high stage spoke some encouraging or inspiring words in turn.

The eyes of the new disciples were shining brightly, with longing in their hearts, but Qin Mo yawned as he watched.

If it wasn't for his brother, he wouldn't bother to come here.

Finally, Uncle Huai Su's long-winded speech came to an end.

Liu Ning was concise, and only said one sentence: "Just do your best."

After all, using the teaching token as a medium, the secret realm left by the ancestor was opened.

The entrance opened, and the new disciples entered in a file, all with lofty ambitions on their faces.

Under the joyful atmosphere, Qin Mo suddenly stopped yawning while covering his mouth, and his eyes became sharp in an instant.

How can there be magic energy in the secret realm?