Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

They stood on the side of a wide road and set up a simple tea shed. A middle-aged couple was busy in the tea shed, boiling water to boil tea, and fragrant noodle soup was rolling in the pot.

Mo Ju smiled softly, walked to the tea shed and sat down, Luo Qingwei followed, and the man in the couple hurried over to meet her.

With a smile on his face, he asked softly, "You two, what do you want to eat?"

Mo Ju ordered a pot of tea, two bowls of noodles with minced meat, took out two pairs of bamboo chopsticks from the table, and handed them to Luo Qingwei, "The immortal way of Zhongzhou is very prosperous.

The aura is also abundant, even in this wilderness, the aura is much stronger than that of the northern border. Ever since I came here, I almost forgot what the northern border is like.

Only when I got here did I know that the Immortal Venerable is a real Immortal Venerable, and that the Golden Core is similar to the mortal world. I remembered that we built our foundation at that time, and were honored as fairies.

Inexplicably, I wanted to laugh. I was trapped in the northern border, and my vision was so narrow that when I looked back, I felt that my 200-year life was like living for nothing. "

She had a gentle expression and a smile on her delicate eyebrows. When facing Luo Qingwei, she was not restrained at all, just like they were in the northern border.

Luo Qingwei took the chopsticks over and nodded slightly. This place is only a few hundred miles away from Tianji Pavilion, and even within the jurisdiction of Tianji Pavilion, the concentration of aura is really good.

Residents in the surrounding cities and towns would occasionally pick wild spiritual plants, or sell them to Tianji Pavilion by planting spiritual rice and low-level spiritual plants. This situation is very common in Central Continent.

Holding the bamboo chopsticks, he looked at Mo Ju, who was looking relaxed, and asked in a low voice, "When did you leave the northern border, and how is the situation in Baihua Valley?"

Mo Ju's smile froze, and her fingers holding the bamboo chopsticks turned white with force.

Just when the tea was served, she held the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Luo Qingwei, saying in a low voice, "There is no more Valley of Flowers in the northern border."

Luo Qingwei clenched the teacup tightly, her expression was a little cold, "When did the people from the demonic way appear in the northern border? Are Haitang and Mudan with you?"

Mo Ju shook her head, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, "They are all dead."

Her tone was a little light, almost inaudible, but Luo Qingwei still heard it clearly, she was slightly stunned, and she couldn't believe it, "What."

Mo Ju continued, "They're all dead, Haitang, Mudan, and... Senior Sister Lumei, all the disciples in Baihua Valley are dead, and I'm the only one left."

She tilted her mouth, drank the tea in her hand, and began to talk to Luo Qing about the northern border.

about five years ago,

A group of monks with handsome looks and silvery eyes crossed the sea of ​​innocence and arrived at the northern border.

The people in the northern border were very happy, thinking that as usual, it was a merchant ship coming from Central Continent, bringing opportunities and various treasures.

They gathered early and waited for the boat to dock on the shore.

It's a pity that what got off the boat was not chance and treasures, but a net of countless murderous intents intertwined, allowing them to avoid the inevitable murderous intent.

The merchant ship approached the shore, and the northern monks on the shore, who had built foundations and refined Qi from below the golden core, were slaughtered in an instant.

The blood flowed all over the ground, and slowly flowed along the golden sandy beach, bit by bit, to the innocent sea, dyeing the calm blue sea red, and the blood color lasted for a long time.

At that time, Lumei had already left the customs, and the four sisters of Baihua Valley gathered on the coast, waiting for the ship to approach.

The overwhelming murderous intent came in an instant, and Mo Ju immediately opened the protective spirit weapon, engulfing them all in a halo.

What she held in her hand was the fire lotus umbrella given by Shui Qianhang.

The high-grade defensive spiritual weapon removed most of those murderous intentions, and they all suffered some injuries. They were not dead, but because of their injuries, they lay there unable to move.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the corpses all around her. They all had joyful and expectant smiles on their faces, waiting for their own opportunity.

In the next second, he could only fall down with a smile on his face.

He didn't even have a chance to close his eyes, just died like that thoroughly.

Of course, this is not the end. Those people with silvery eyes quickly came over to check the situation. They collected the spirit stones and spirit weapons from the corpse.

There was disdain and contempt on her delicate and beautiful face, "This is indeed the Northern Territory. With such a lack of spiritual energy, you can only raise a group of poor people."

While collecting things, they walked towards Mo Ju.

Mo Ju was short of breath, exhausted all her strength, wanted to move her arms, stood up, had to stand up.

They gotta get off the shore, away from these bloody devils!

If those people find out that they are not dead, they will definitely make up the knife without hesitation. If she doesn't want to die, she must stand up!

To run, to escape far away.

It's a pity that their injuries were so severe that they couldn't even stand up, let alone leave the coast and escape from these wanton killing devils.

Those people quickly checked in front of them and found that they were not dead. They were very surprised, "Why are there still alive, tsk, life is quite big."

"Heh, just live for a while, let's just kill him,

It's useless to keep it. "

She just lay on the beach, watching those people wring Haitang's neck indifferently and expressionlessly.

Throwing it away casually was like throwing a stone, with blood dripping from his hands.

From the beginning to the end, those people did not have the slightest mood swing.

After twisting Haitang and Mudan to death, they walked towards her with expressionless faces, and the fire lotus umbrella in their hands was taken away.

Filled with fear, she heard their conversation, "Hey, this spiritual weapon is interesting. It was written by Shui Qianhang, not something from the northern border."

"Well, to be able to get involved with Shui Qianhang, this woman may have some experience, so keep her for now, maybe she will be useful in the future."

"it is good."

Mo Ju escaped temporarily by relying on the fire lotus umbrella.

She was holding the noodle bowl, and slowly licking the noodles, her smile was always gentle, "After they killed the monks in the northern border, they took over our things openly.

Demon energy is like locusts crossing the border, but anything with a bit of spiritual energy will be devoured by them, leaving nothing behind. The Valley of Hundred Flowers has long since disappeared. "

Before the blood on the surface of Wuwang Sea dissipated, a steady stream of black demonic energy began to spread in the northern border.

They arrested Mo Ju, imprisoned her in a water prison, and tried every means to force her to tell the origin of the fire lotus umbrella.

The Fire Lotus Umbrella was a gift from Shui Qianhang, but she was ordinary in appearance, ordinary in aptitude, the majestic Young Master of the Wanshengbao Pavilion, why should she give such a good spiritual weapon.

Unwilling to expose Luo Qingwei's existence, coupled with witnessing the deaths of Lvmei Haitang and the others, falling into the hands of those people, Mo Ju wanted to die, and did not want to live anymore.

No matter how they tortured her, she was covered in bruises, but she didn't speak.

"Later." She ate her face, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, "then they forced me into a demon, and then, by coincidence, they discovered that I turned out to be the body of a demon."

Luo Qingwei sat beside her quietly, seeing her continue to lower her head to eat noodles after she said this, she was a little surprised, "They say you are the body of a demon?"

The so-called Heavenly Demon Physique is the most rare physique in the Demonic Dao. How rare is it, and the probability of appearing is about the same as that of Yunyun's natural immortal bone + thunder element Tianlinggen.

It may even be lower, which can be said to be a rare occurrence in a thousand years.

The kung fu practiced by people in the devil's way is very fast. It is easy to practice, but it is also easy to mess up the meridians, and it is easy to explode and die.

As for the people with the Heavenly Demon Physique, if they practice the Demon Dao Kung Fu, their speed is faster than ordinary people, and they will not go wrong when they practice.

Once a celestial demon body appears in the magic path, it is a certainty, and the next

Ren Mohuang.

These are all the news they inquired from Mo Dao when they were in the seal. He didn't expect that he would see a sky demon body.

And this Heavenly Demon Body is actually Mo Ju!

He looked at Mo Ju, a little worried, "What are your plans in the future, to continue cultivating demons? If you want, we can go to Misty Jingzhai to wash away the demonic energy."

Mo Ju had finished eating the noodles, put down her chopsticks, shook her head gently, and smiled gently, "I don't wash it, I will continue to practice magic, you know it's easy to get into the magic and get out of the magic.

Besides, I am a demon body, and I can cultivate from foundation establishment to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in five years. If I am cultivating immortals, heck, I am afraid that 500 years will not be enough for me.

Cultivating magic is very good, we all have to admit, it suits me very well, it feels good to hold the power in my hand. "

She held her fingers, looked at the demonic energy lingering above, and looked at Luo Qingwei with a gentle smile, "I'm afraid that next time we meet, I will be a murderous big devil.

I am more or less aware of the matter of Mo Dao breaking through the seal, and if we meet again at that time, you must not be soft-hearted to me, just tell Yunyun. "

Mo Ju smiled softly, "I will not be soft on you."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and threw a piece of broken silver on the table, "Let's go, I received an order to assist Qi Mianmian. It should be enough after you have been delayed for so long."

Smiling and waving at him, "Don't say goodbye, it's better for us to never see each other in the future, it will be a good thing if we see each other."

Luo Qingwei stood outside the tea shed, silently watching her go away, expressionless, but feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

If it was back then, when he left the northern border, he brought Mo Ju with him.

Then today, will the situation between them be a little different.

When Mo Ju was far away, the colorful deer ran over with a "da da da" and gently arched his head against him. Luo Qing slightly stretched out his palm and patted its neck gently.

Following the colorful deer to the city, Yunyun had been waiting for him for a long time, when he saw him coming back, he rushed up to meet him, and asked eagerly, "Daddy, are you okay?"

Hurrying to look around him, seeing that he was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked behind him, not seeing Qi Mianmian and Mo Ju, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face.

The smile on his face froze, "Daddy, Mianmian and Aunt Moju didn't come back with you."

Luo Qing shook her head slightly, and after a little hesitation, she chose to tell him the truth, "Yunyun, Qi Mianmian is a descendant of the demon clan, a demon lurking in the immortal way.

Since she approached you from the beginning, her purpose may not be pure. "

Yunyun

Dazed for a moment, "What, Daddy, don't joke with me..."

"I'm not joking." Luo Qingwei looked at him with a serious expression, "It's true, the northern border was invaded by demons five years ago, and almost all the monks in the northern border were slaughtered.

Mo Ju lived in Baihua Valley, Qi Mianmian was one of the people involved in this operation, I know it may be difficult for you to accept, but..."

Yun Yun stretched out her hand to block what he wanted to say, "Daddy! Stop talking, I, I want to be quiet, I will talk to you later."

After speaking, she turned around and ran out. Luo Qingwei wanted to chase, but was held back by Mu Xianqing, "Just let him be quiet first, don't worry about anything big."

Luo Qing sighed slightly, how could she not be worried.

He looked at Mu Xianqing with a serious expression, "Yunyun is only 20 years old, many things that are not a big deal to you and me will hurt him if they fall on him."