[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Jade Rakshasa: "..."

But I heard Mo Yu say word by word: "Cutting it, Master Jade won't worry about it anymore, so why not do it!"

Yu Luocha: "...Ah Yu is the one who controls the body now."

——If he cut it, wouldn't he be in his own palace? !

"So what." Mo Yu's laughter turned cold, and he sneered, "It's not my body anyway."

No matter how high the martial arts of the original owner of this body is, even if he is the same master as a sword master, so what? !Can a severed limb regenerate? !

In this world, there has never been anyone who can get sick of Master Mo Shaogu but can get away with it!The name of the little lunatic is not just a casual talk!

Yu Luocha was silent, in the same body, how could he fail to detect the seriousness in Mo Yu's tone.Even if he was half broken, he couldn't regain control when Mo Yu was in control of his body.If Mo Yu wanted to castrate him, he really had no way to resist.

Immediately, Yu Luocha couldn't help being a little puzzled - as he said just now, it is Mo Yu who controls the body now, and during the control period, any feeling of this body will be reflected on the controller.If you really castrated him, wouldn't he have a shadow?

Yu Luocha sighed faintly, and said: "But I don't know what kind of beauty she is, so she can fall into Ah Yu's eyes."

Mo Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't bother."

In the next few days, Mo Yu and Yu Luosha ruled the day and the night, but they lived in peace.Fortunately, Jade Rakshasa has deep internal strength, and his martial arts has reached the state of half-broken. Although the body has not been rested, it has not affected it in the slightest.Those burns almost healed within two hours after Yu Luosha took over the body.

Yu Luocha had never been on guard against Mo Yu...at least it seemed so on the surface, and some news from the world was within his reach.Mo Yu admitted that he was a little hesitant in his heart.

For Mo Yu, there is actually no difference between Great Tang or Great Ming, except...

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he reached out and opened the scroll on the table.

"On the fifth day of March in the eighth year of Chenghua, Princess Taiping's Gong family was found out by the enemy's secret work. The Gong family committed suicide by the hand of Taiping King. His son was named Gong Jiu, and he worshiped Wu Ming, the mysterious island in the South China Sea, as his teacher."

Mo Yu's fingers rested slightly on the words "Chenghua Eight Years" for a moment, then he looked away as if nothing had happened, and continued to read.

"On February [-]th, the eighth year of Chenghua, Taoist Master Zimu of Ghost Villa attacked Ye Lingfeng in a sneak attack, causing him to fall off the cliff. Ye Lingfeng was seriously injured and was hiding at the bottom of the cliff..."

Mo Yu glanced at the information on the table, all of which happened in February and March of the eighth year of adulthood, he can roughly confirm that the year he lived in was the eighth year of Chenghua, which should be around March.

Pulling out a history book from the bookshelf, Mo Yu took a deep breath and opened the first page.

It took only half an hour to finish flipping through such a thin booklet, but Mo Yu's hand that was casually placed on the table case unconsciously pressed a clear palm print on the table case.

In the eighth year of Chenghua, the Ming Dynasty has been passed down to the eighth generation, and eight years away from Yongle, a full 60 years have passed!

Not impossibly hundreds of years, but 60 years!

60 years...his silly maomao should have turned into a...bad old man by now.Forget it, no matter what he became, he was still Mu Xuanying.I've been used to seeing him since I was a child, so it's not easy to dislike him.

There is only one thing, even if Mu Xuanying is too old to move, he is still a younger brother, and he has to be called brother!

Mo Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, and severely suppressed some uneasiness in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Yu said, "Master Yu, can you help me find someone?"

Yu Luocha's eyebrows were raised high, Mo Yu's tone was so strange.Immediately, he became curious about the person Mo Yu was talking about - who could make this guy back down?

Quickly drew Mu Xuanying's appearance on the rice paper, put down the pen, Mo Yu thought a little bit dumbfounded, it seems that since he was bound by this system and accidentally came here for hundreds or decades, he has always been here Draw that stupid face of his family Mao Mao.

It's really worrying. With such a younger brother, he almost broke his heart.

Through those deep green eyes, Yu Luocha could only hear Yu Luocha saying: "Sword eyebrows and star eyes, eyebrows are sparse, it is a good appearance."

Mo Yu's expression softened slightly, and he said, "His name is Mu Xuanying, and he is my younger brother."

"Brother?" Yu Luocha said in a strange tone.As if thinking of something, Yu Luocha sneered, and said slowly: "No wonder Ah Yu doesn't care about my beauties, it turns out that he already has something in his heart."

Mo Yu's expression froze.

But I heard Yu Luocha say: "Li Ji's complexion is too fair, Rou'er's eyes are too big... Ah Yu demoted all the other concubines to the dust, didn't she just think that only the one with two sword eyebrows and eyes like stars , a beauty with a straight nose and light red lips is the most desirable!"

"Ah Yu, take a closer look, is there anything wrong with this person?"

Mo Yu was stunned. He instinctively wanted to refute Yu Luocha's words, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know how to refute.

That he and Mu Xuanying are brothers?Is it a relative?

That's right, he and Mu Xuanying are brothers and relatives, but the bond between them is better than brothers and relatives.

If they were just brothers, why would he wish to crush that woman when he thought that Mu Xuanying would marry a beautiful woman after recovering, would become closer to Mu Xuanying, and even conceive an heir together?

It is so, it is so!

The corners of Mo Yu's lips could not help but twitch slightly, his eyes were full of joy.

He never thought that he would have today, even just thinking of that person made him smile.

Immediately, the smile on the corner of Mo Yu's mouth froze.

Don't forget, Mao Mao is not around right now.Now, he is in 60 years later! !

Mo Yu's heart suddenly felt a sense of panic - he woke up and changed his body, so, wouldn't he become a living dead after he was only taking a nap?Mao Mao was carrying three yangs, and he was struggling for his life every day. How many days could his medicine last?

Mo Yu didn't care that Maomao might be more than 60 years older than him, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last this long.

Shaking his head fiercely, Mo Yu murmured: "No, definitely not!" His family Mao Mao has always been lucky, and he jumped off Ziyuan Mountain twice without dying, so he will be safe and sound!

Tightening and loosening his fingers fiercely, Mo Yu's voice was calm because of too many emotions, and calmly said: "Mao... Xuanying is probably over 80 years old this year."

Jade Rakshasa: "?!"

After a while, Yu Luocha said in a strange tone: "Ayu... your taste is really special."

Mo Yu: "Shut up!"

Yu Luocha didn't think it was a pestle, but choked and sang: "The depths of Guifeng are hidden, the rocks and gullies are quiet, and the dust is empty. If there are white clouds all the way, the mountain boy will stop sweeping, but it will look like a cave. I'm afraid that people from Lanke will come, I'm afraid Time, not the same as the world..."

Mo Yu didn't say a word, just walked to the wall on one side of the study.

Hanging there is a scimitar with a gold sheath and studded with pearls and jade.Mo Yu weighed the scimitar, and gently pushed the scabbard up half an inch with his thumb. Seeing that the blade was as clear as autumn water, and the blade was sharp, Mo Yu seemed to smile, and said slowly, "Okay, the knife!"

Jade Rakshasa's goose-bump singing stopped abruptly.

In the next few days, Mo Yu and Yu Luocha officially entered into a period of peaceful coexistence.

Yu Luocha also guessed a little about his origin, and Mo Yu simply didn't hide it, except for the system, the two of them came and went, and the information exchange was pleasant.

Except that Yu Luocha routinely encouraged Mo Yu every day, saying that seeing that Mo Yu couldn't get rid of his boyish body at such an age, why not let him be the host, help him eat meat, and enjoy the joy of fish and water in advance.

After all, if that Mu Xuanying is really seventy or eighty, there is no way to satisfy him.

——Of course, Yu Luocha only thought about this sentence in his heart, but didn't say it out of his mouth.

It was also fortunate that he didn't say it out loud, otherwise Mo Yu, who was already irritated by Yu Luocha's weird character, wouldn't be able to guarantee what he would do.

Just as the spies of the Western Devil's Cult were secretly looking for Mu Xuanying and Mo Yu's system was still being updated with "Wait a while", someone in Yu Luocha's backyard couldn't sit still.

In Luoxue's courtyard, a young man dressed in a snow-colored cloak, with delicate features and gentle eyes looked at the direction of the Demon Cult's leader's residence from a distance, with a slight melancholy in his expression.

Seeing him like this, other people felt that the young man was missing the leader. After all, in the past two months, the moody leader of the devil religion has been very considerate of this young master, almost the only favorite.

Seeing that the young man's lips were turning pale, the maid at the side hurried forward holding the hand warmer, bowed and bowed, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master, it's cold outside, let's go inside and rest."

The boy didn't speak, just lowered his eyes.

Seeing this, the servant girl persuaded again: "I think the leader is busy with things these days, so he has no time to visit the young master. He will definitely come to the young master when the work is over."

The young man, that is, Mr. Xi Yan, who has been favored recently, shook his head and did not speak.

Seeing that, the maidservant sighed in her heart, she only thought that her young master had a deep-rooted affection for the leader, and she was pitiful and infatuated, but she didn't know that although the young man was thinking about Jade Rakshasa, it was not about love.

He only pondered over and over how likely it was that Yu Luocha's psychic power would be damaged.

He was able to arouse the hearts of the sect by feigning death, and a bloody storm was set off in the vast rivers and lakes just to pave the way for his biological son who did not know where he was hiding, which was enough to see his means.

Yu Luocha's words have never been trusted.

No one knew this better than Xi Yan who had died once.