The Evil Lord of All Realms

Not only was there a formation in the small courtyard, there were also restrictions on the courtyard door, but in front of Mo Yang, the restrictions were dispensable.

Moreover, he has practiced a lot of Taoist secret techniques. These methods are like decorations in front of him, but they are enough to deal with ordinary geniuses.

"You really put a lot of thought into this..." Mo Yang sighed inwardly.

It can be seen that the Taoist saint has been very cautious during the time she has lived here in seclusion. Although this small village is extremely simple, she still takes adequate precautions.

However, Mo Yang also knew that it was obviously not easy for the Taoist saint to live alone in this unfamiliar continent without any friends. If she had not walked on thin ice, it would have been difficult to live peacefully until now.

Because as a woman, even if she can stay away from right and wrong, crises will always be around her. Not to mention other things, with the appearance of the Taoist saint, she may cause a lot of trouble out of thin air.

After Mo Yang quietly pushed open the courtyard door, he stood on the spot and looked at it silently, with many thoughts. There were several formations arranged in this small courtyard, and the Taoist saint had probably used all the ones that could be used. .

At this time, his spiritual thoughts spread silently, and he clearly sensed that the child hiding in the house, dressed as a boy, was actually a girl, and many secret techniques of the Taoism were also left on the child, completely removing her aura. Cover up.

Mo Yang walked slowly by. Those formations and methods could not stop him at all, and they just collapsed silently. After a few breaths, he walked to the house, raised his hand slightly, and a formation talisman on the door flickered with a faint ray of light. The brilliance then disappeared silently.

"Creak..."

With a soft sound, the door was pushed open, and Mo Yang immediately raised his feet and walked in. What caught his eye was a pair of big black gem-like eyes, looking at him timidly.

Although the clothes are extremely simple, compared with other children in this village, their clothes are no different except that they are clean.

However, the simple and plain clothes could not hide the aura of the child. The little face was very delicate. At first glance, the facial features seemed somewhat similar to that of the Taoist saint, and her shadow could be faintly seen.

Mo Yang had mixed feelings in his heart, and a sense of guilt instantly surged into his heart.

But facing those eyes that quickly became clear, Mo Yang didn't know how to speak for a moment, and even didn't dare to look into them.

"Who are you?"

The room was unusually quiet, and then a timid and clear voice sounded, making Mo Yang startled.

"Tell me your name first, and then I'll tell you who I am!" Mo Yang knelt down with a smile on his face, trying to keep his tone calm and his expression kind, for fear of scaring the child.

Those big black jewel-like eyes looked at Mo Yang's face, he tilted his head and thought for a moment, then he hesitated for two breaths and said, "Mother, call me Xi'er!"

It was obvious that she was nervous, but not afraid.

"Xi'er... what a good name..." Mo Yang murmured softly, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

After a moment, Mo Yang came back to his senses, and then said with a smile: "You just told me your name, aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"

Xi'er tilted her head and looked at Mo Yang, as if she was sizing it up and thinking about it, her eyes were so clear that Mo Yang felt a little panicked.

"You don't look like a bad person!" Xi'er said, and her words made Mo Yang laugh.

"Where is your mother?" Mo Yang asked deliberately.

Hearing these words, Xi'er suddenly became a little cautious, but after hesitating for a moment, she still said: "Mom went out for something, and she will be back soon!"

Mo Yang nodded. He secretly sensed just now that he was sure that this was his bloodline. Although the Taoist saint left many secret techniques on her body to cover her aura, she could not isolate the bloodline feeling between close relatives.

The little girl was a little curious and had been looking at Mo Yang. At this time, she asked with a serious face: "Can you tell me who you are!"

"My name is Mo Yang, Mo Yang's Mo, Mo Yang's Yang!" Mo Yang said this deliberately, obviously to tease the little girl.

He didn't know if the Taoist saint had ever told the little girl something about him, so he kept observing the change in the little girl's expression when he said this.

After hearing the word Mo Yang, a hint of surprise immediately appeared in the little girl's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by her. She tilted her little head and thought about it seriously, keeping her eyes on Mo Yang.

"You're lying. Mo Yang is my father. My mother said he was a very powerful person, but he just went to a far away place!" The little girl seemed a little angry at this time, and she actually got angry after saying that. He looked at Mo Yang excitedly.

Mo Yang frowned, why did he feel that this sentence was a bit strange, it always sounded like he was cold.

"Mom said my father has a tower on his body, a very powerful tower. Do you have one?" Before Mo Yang could speak, the little girl asked.

Mo Yang smiled. Although the Star Emperor Tower could not be taken out, it was not difficult for him. He raised his hand and made a nine-story stone tower. He held it in the palm of his hand for the little girl to take a closer look.

She couldn't help but take a few steps closer and looked at him seriously. Although she was dressed like a boy, there was no sense of disobedience.

Before the little girl could speak, Mo Yang flipped his palm, took out the ancient chessboard, and said, "Has your mother ever told you about this chessboard? This is the ancient chessboard!"

The little girl's face was full of surprise, and she couldn't help but hold the chessboard over and look at it. Then, Mo Yang raised his hand and scratched his fingertip, and a drop of golden blood fell, and was held up in the air by Mo Yang's true energy. In it, a dazzling brilliance shines through.

The Taoist saint seemed to have told the little girl many things about him, and now everything Mo Yang could think of was revealed.

"Golden blood, you, are you really the father?" The little girl couldn't help shouting, very surprised and excited.

"Otherwise, it was actually your mother who asked me to take you home this time. My father did go to a far away place before, but he is back now. Also, if your mother hadn't told me that you were I don’t know where you live here, right?" Mo Yang said.

The little girl stared at the ancient chessboard in her hand, then looked at the drop of golden blood, and then looked at the nine-story stone tower held by Mo Yang in the palm of her hand. She obviously believed what Mo Yang said, because She remembered her mother saying that only her father had these things.

"Let's leave here first. It won't be long before you can see your mother. If you want to ask then, father will tell you!" Mo Yang put those things away and then waved to the little girl.