"Mo Zi?!" A gentle call drew back the man's gaze.

A doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and looked back.

"Cheer, the mountain road is steep and you are inconvenient, why are you running up again?!"

Che'er did not answer, but looked in the direction where Ling Luoyu was and then looked away.

"Mozi, what are you looking at?!"

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled fiercely again.

They can't see her!!!

Mo Zi followed her gaze and drank her slender waist.

"It's okay... I just suddenly felt a very strange feeling!"

"What does it feel like?!"

"I can't say it..."

Ling Luoyu's fingers tentatively stroked Mozi's cheek.

Passing through the cheeks.

Mo Zi's voice suddenly stopped and his eyes looked cold.

Che'er couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Mo Zi?"

Mo Zi shook his head suddenly and suddenly raised his hand and touched it tentatively.

"I just...it seems to have that feeling again!"

"What do you mean by that?!"

Che'er was completely confused by his words and looked at him with pouting lips.

Her gaze seemed to pass through Ling Luoyu's body and fell into the distance.

Looking at Mo Zi's fingertips, Ling Luoyu's heart also moved inexplicably.

"Can he feel me?"

She raised her hand gently and touched his finger.

The moment the fingertips touched each other, Mo Zi's eyes suddenly widened.

Ling Luoyu's pupils also suddenly shrank.

She felt the majestic state of the Chaos Yuanling.

They quickly burst out from their dantian, collided onto the meridians, and ran towards their fingertips.

"how so?!"

In horror, she quickly withdrew.

The moment he left Mozi's fingertips, the Chaos Yuan Spirit instantly disappeared and returned to peace.

And at that moment, Mo Zi suddenly groaned and fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

"Mozi!"

Che'er exclaimed and quickly knelt down.

"Mo Zi, what's wrong? What's going on?"

Mo Zi slowly raised his head, his eyes shocked, "I don't know... I seemed to have come into contact with a force just now! This force... is very subtle... gives me a feeling that I can't say..."

"Class leader!!"

A gong-like shout came from the foot of the mountain.

"We have done the module...Master Cen please check it!"

"Come!" Mo Zi replied loudly.

After calming down a little, he helped Cheer down the mountain carefully.

“Be careful…”

Che's lip flap slightly curled: "I'm not that delicate?!"

No matter how much she said that, she still grabbed Mo Zi's arm and walked carefully.

Ling Luoyu stood there in a daze, looking around for no reason.

"What the hell is going on?"

Why did Chaos Yuanling have some perceptions of Mo Zi?!

She gritted her teeth and complained, but after all, she caught up with Mo Zi and Che'er.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of strong men surrounded by simple cloth covering their shame. Each of them was sweating profusely and covered in dirt and dust.

When he saw Mo Zi, the leader came up excitedly.

"Class leader, Master Cen is already inside, waiting for you to go in!"

Master Cen?!

The first person Ling Luoyu thought of was Cen Jia.

The man who is known as the world's number one sword-making master.

Mo Zi asked Che'er to stay outside the cave and ran into the cave by himself. Ling Luoyu hurriedly followed.

As soon as he entered the cave, Ling Luoyu felt a different feeling.

It seems familiar.

There is only one person in the cave.

She was wearing a white robe and covered in silver hair.

He turned his back to the hole and bowed to study something.

Mo Zi ran around him and stood still, lowering his head to look.

"Cen Jia, how is it?!"
Chapter completed!