A sarcastic sound sounded, and several figures suddenly appeared on the back mountain, which was originally empty. Although it was night now, with Yue Mochen's eyesight, he could see clearly the person coming!
"Yue Moyu!?" Yue Mochen's anger rose again.
Yue Moyu walked slowly towards Yue Mochen, his figure appeared from the darkness, and looked at Yue Mochen with a sneer and said, "Yue Mochen! Welcome back!"
Yue Moyu suddenly appeared and said something, and Yue Mochen's face became unprecedentedly ugly!
If at this time he still doesn't understand that he was fooled by Yue Moling, then he will be the number one idiot in history since the existence of the God's Relics!
"No, I'm not that trash. I've given him a few explosive pills, but I've lost to you. How can this kind of trash be compared with me? But you can also call me Yue Moyu, because, now, I was dead in the past, and that trash is dead. Now, I am his Yue Moyu, a brand new and powerful Yue Moyu!"
Yue Moyu smiled faintly, as if he could not see the anger in Yue Mochen's eyes.
"You, you are Mo Buping!" Yue Mochen suddenly thought of the scene when he saw Yue Moyu and Yue Qingque in the palace square that day. Since then, Yue Moyu has been pretending to be Mo Buping!
Yue Mochen guessed correctly. Mo Buping's identity was exposed that day and was chased by several elders of the Qing generation. He knew he was defeated, so he would use the Mo family's secret technique to seize Yue Moyu!
His soul entered Yue Moyu's body, and the only one who was knocked off Mochou Cliff by Yue Qingna and others was his body! And he used this strange method to escape the disaster and survived!
Finally, he used Yue Moyu's identity to cooperate with the masters of their family and attacked the Qianyue Palace!
Yue Moyu, no, it should be said that Mo Buping smiled gloomy after hearing Yue Mochen's words, and did not admit it or deny it. He turned around and said to Yue Moling: "Junior Sister Ling, you did a good job. Given your performance and your previous request, I can consider it."
When Yue Moling heard this, she had a trace of guilt towards Yue Mochen in her heart, and disappeared without a trace. Zhan Yan said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yu."
"Yuemoling, you bitch!" Yue Mochen roared in fury. If she was just playing tricks on herself, Yue Mochen could understand, but the current situation shows that she was betraying not only herself, but the entire Qianyue Palace!
For traitors, there is no need to be forgiven.
Yue Moling's face turned cold and said disdainfully: "Yue Mochen, why do you scold me? The Qianyue Palace was invaded that day, and we were fighting bloody battles. What about you? You are happy in the world! Bitch? Haha, I am just for myself. In this world, the strong are respected, who is not living for themselves?"
Yue Mochen felt ache and said to himself: Yes, as a member of the Qianyue Palace, where are you when Qianyue Palace is in danger?
At this time, Yue Moling said, "Don't you talk about me, even your beloved, dear, and beloved aunt left after being injured? Even her acting palace master gave up on the Qianyue Palace. Why should we defend the title of disciples of Qianyue Palace to the death?"
When Yue Mochen heard this, his face turned pale with anger, but he could not refute it. Yue Moling was right. People live for themselves, and even Yue Yaolan and others were seriously injured and escaped. As disciples of the strange generation, why should they resist with the highest cultivation level?
"Young master, she is lying. Her soul has special fluctuations. People will only experience this fluctuation when they lie." Hongyue's voice sounded in Yue Mochen's mind.
Yue Mochen was stunned, without saying it through, but just looked at Yue Moling with resentment, turned his head to look at Mo Buping and said, "So, Mo Buping, what do you want?"
Mo Bu said lightly: "Yuemochen, in fact, there is no big hatred between me and you. The one who has a grudge against you is Yuemoyu, the waste. Although he does things for me, he is a waste. I still need to admit that he is a waste, but I appreciate you very much. You can consider becoming one of us? I promise that in the strange generation, everyone except me will respect you."
"Don't think about it!" Yue Mochen refused directly.
"Haha, then you are not smart enough. Don't you understand your current situation yet?"
As Mo Buping's words fell, the figures that had followed him came forward one after another, and a total of seven people stood beside Mo Buping, staring at Yue Mochen coldly.
"Young master, all of them are above the holy level, including Mo Buping, and there are six chanting masters and two warriors. The minimum cultivation level is at the third level of the hundred kalpas." Hongyue sent a voice again.
At this time, Mo Buping continued to speak: "I know you can challenge the warriors at the beginning of the Heavenly Level, but what about the holy level? If there are so many holy levels, do you think it's up to you and the guy who hides his head and tail behind you to escape from the hands of the eight of us?"
It was obvious that Mo Buping had discovered Meng Wujian, so he had long followed Meng Wujian, who was secretly protecting Yue Mochen, and stood beside Yue Mochen.
"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you want. You just want to keep me and threaten my aunt with this to submit." How could Yue Mochen, who knew this deeply, let himself surrender? Even if he fights, he will die, and it cannot fall into the other party's hands.
Mo Buping was stunned when he heard this, and then clapped his hands and said, "Yue Mochen, I take back what I said just now. You are indeed very smart, but you are thinking too much. In fact, whether your aunt Yue Yaolan is life or death is not important to us. All we need is the Sacred Moon Holy Land. As long as the Holy Land is controlled by us, she will not be able to make any big waves. I invite you to join me purely because of your talent and ability."
At this time, Meng Wujian, who had been talking to Yue Mochen, spoke: "Don't be filthy and righteous. Others don't know what happened to your Mo family. Can you hide it from me??"
Mo Buping looked at Meng Wujian and repeatedly confirmed that he did not know the man wearing a mask in front of him, and asked, "Don't you know who you are?"
Meng Wujian spat and said, "I am your grandfather!"
Mo Buping was furious and shouted in a deep voice: "I don't know how to live or die! Yue Mochen, I'll give you a last shot..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yue Mochen: "I will give your mother a chance to ask him to serve us. If we have a good time, what's wrong with agreeing to you?"
Before Mo Buping could not be angry, he was answered by Meng Wujian again and said, "Don't you please, Young Master? Fuck, I'm very old..."