The Mobi Weng frowned slightly, then smiled and said:

“When the road is rough, draw your sword to help.”

What he said was upright, but a little strange.

So many people refused to save, but they wanted to save Long Yang?

Long Yang thought in his mind:

"Why did this man hide his purpose of saving people? And why didn't he take action earlier?"

"He is not as weak as Yin Li. He is a strong man who can confront Immortal Bitao head-on. Even if Immortal Bitao is not seriously injured, he can still save me from his hands."

"But he didn't take action. He must have had the desire to save people after seeing something. However, his purpose of saving people is still unknown."

Long Yang smiled and said: "Senior is really kind-hearted and upright. He is a role model for us."

The Mobi Weng smiled and said:

"That's natural. Who doesn't know that Mr. Yimobi has been upright throughout his life and has always been at odds with Immortal Bitao."

This man spoke calmly and seemed very righteous, but the gleam of light that accidentally appeared in his eyes seemed very complicated.

"I have to deal with this person carefully."

Long Yang secretly said.

"This person is absolutely dishonest."

Yin Li saw that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, so he tried to smooth things over and said with a smile:

"Brother Longyang, it's okay."

"The second elder has rushed back to the headquarters of the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, he will rush back. At that time, he will come with the president's daughter. I hope that little friend Longyang will recover soon and provide a helping hand."

Long Yang nodded slightly.

But he said in his heart:

"This Yin Wei is really very purposeful. I just escaped from death, and he started thinking about sacrificing my own skills to save others."

The Mobi Weng suddenly said: "Little friend Longyang, I also have something to ask of you."

Long Yang frowned slightly.

"You said you saved my life and I should repay you."

"Young friend Longyang, have you ever heard of the sacred tree Linhai?"

Long Yang nodded.

"The sacred forest sea will be opened soon. I hope that I can go in with my little friend then, so that I can be taken care of."

"This Mobiweng is so powerful. Why does he want to form a team with me? Isn't he carrying a bottle of oil?"

"This person's purpose is anything but simple."

Long Yang was increasingly wary of the Mobi Man, but he still said respectfully:

"Since Senior Mo is willing to support me, then I would rather be respectful than obey."

The ink pen man nodded.

"Here is this for you. Use it to contact me when the ruins are opened. Crush it and I will know your location."

The Mobi Weng took out a simple charm and handed it to Long Yang.

Long Yang accepted it silently and put the charm into his arms.

The Mobi Man was satisfied when he saw Long Yang put the spell in place.

"Then I'll take my leave now and see you in the sacred forest."

The Mobi Weng said, turned around and left.

Baimei Yinwei smiled and said:

"Mr. Mo is still as chic as ever, and he is still so cool even as he gets older."

Soon, Mobi Weng disappeared into Longyang Cave.

After Mobiweng's figure completely disappeared, Bai Mei Yinli's expression became a little serious.

"Little friend Longyang, I think you have also felt it. I'm afraid this ink pen man has no other requests."

Long Yang nodded, but sneered in his heart: "What's the difference between you and him? If it weren't for your president's daughter, I'm afraid he wouldn't help me, right?"

But of course he couldn't say this clearly.

"Then I won't say much. I hope you will take care of yourself, and I also hope that the sacred forest sea will be opened later."

Baimei Yin Wei sighed, casually chatted with Long Yang about the South China Sea Chamber of Commerce, and told Long Yang that the second elder would definitely come back in two months at most, and asked him to be prepared and work hard to cultivate his spiritual consciousness.

Then, he took his leave.

Just as Long Yang lay down, Nie Xiner was rubbing his calf gently, trying to relax his body and mind, when another voice came from outside the door.

"Zhang Mo from the Shenhou Mansion asks to see Long Yang."

His voice was still cold, but it was less arrogant and more mature.

"Zhang Mo, you are finally here."

Long Yang's face finally showed a hint of happiness from the bottom of his heart.

He opened the door of the cave, and upon seeing this, Zhang Mo walked in.

Long Yang didn't get up, he was still lying lazily, enjoying Nie Xiner's massage.

Zhang Mo frowned slightly when he saw the scene in front of him, but he still endured it.

"During the battle in Nanyang City, I owe you a favor."

"I should have defeated Immortal Bitao, but I failed. This is the humiliation of my life."

"You took his attack for me and got hurt, so I owe you a favor."

Zhang Mo said.

Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"The favor you owe me is far from this. Have you ever thought about why Immortal Bitao found you so accurately?"

Zhang Mo frowned slightly.

"Could it be?"

"Yes! You have been targeted by him for a long time! Think carefully about who you have offended! Old Immortal Bitao has already targeted you before the auction!"

Zhang Mo thought silently.

"I, Zhang Mo, have killed countless people. Evil people will be punished. I killed all the evil people I saw. I don't know what I can offend. But those people's cultivation level is very low. There shouldn't be anyone like Old Immortal Bitao."

Backstage.”

Long Yang smiled.

"That means you have a bargaining chip worthy of Immortal Bitao taking action, right?"

Long Yang's eyes looked at Zhang Mo unscrupulously, making him panic.

"You, that's enough! I only have this sword on my body. Everything else is external. If you want it, I can give it to you. But this sword, even if you kill me, I won't give it to you."

Zhang Mo said firmly.

"Your sword is very good, but it has given birth to a sword spirit, and the sword spirit recognizes its master. It is just like my Coiled Dragon Spine. Although it is very precious, it is useless in the hands of others. It is worse than a piece of scrap metal."

"Immortal Bitao never risked offending your Shenhou Mansion and attacked you for this reason."

Long Yang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"The Shenhou Mansion, he is not afraid of the Shenhou Mansion. Could it be that there is someone behind him?"

"And that person is the strong man from your Shenhou Mansion?"

Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo and asked suddenly.

Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, looking a little unbelievable, and then gradually calmed down, his face becoming gloomy and indifferent.

He sighed deeply and said:

"I understand, the person who wants to kill me is my biological brother."

Long Yang was about to speak, but Zhang Mo stopped him.

"This is my family matter. I will handle it myself. It is none of your business."

He looked at his long sword and then at Long Yang. He wanted to speak out several times, but held back.

"You don't let me take care of your family affairs anymore, what are you doing here?"

Long Yang looked at Zhang Mo with amusement in his eyes. This young man Zhang Mo still had little experience in the world of martial arts. He was full of joy and anger and could see through his thoughts at a glance.

I'm afraid this swordsman is still thinking about the piece of meteorite in Long Yang's pocket. It's just that Long Yang has been kind to him, and he still owes him a favor. He's too embarrassed to speak, and he's too embarrassed to force himself.
To be continued...