Mo Qing's hand trembled violently, and some of the tea in the cup spilled out, falling on the hem of his white skirt.
Mo Qing didn't say anything, nor did he wipe his clothes. He just stared blankly at the cup in his hand.
After a long while, Mo Qing took a sip of tea and said, "Is what the young master said true?"
Zhu Chen nodded and looked at the woman in front of him calmly.
Mo Qing pondered for a moment, with memories in his eyes: "How did he die?"
Zhu Chen replied truthfully: "He committed suicide. He mentioned you before he died, so I came to take a look and tell you his news."
Mo Qing stood up and looked towards the southeast, towards Qicheng. Her eyes were a little dull. Gradually, a line of clear springs passed through her eyes.
"He is a very good person."
Mo Qing said suddenly, with a trembling tone in his voice.
Zhu Chen nodded.
"Why doesn't father agree with us being together? Why, why."
Mo Qing said in a daze, his black hair fluttering wantonly in the air, a little messy.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Mo Qing staggered twice, then slowly sat back down.
Zhu Chen was a little silent. To be honest, he didn't expect her reaction to be so strong yet calm.
After thinking for a while, Zhu Chen said softly: "Now that it has passed, adjust your mentality. What is past will eventually pass."
Mo Qing looked up at Zhu Chen, his face already dim with tears.
Zhu Chen returned in a low voice: "Everyone has their own concerns. There are not so many right and wrong in this world. It all depends on yourself."
Mo Qing didn't speak. He sat there a little confused and looked up at the sky.
Zhu Chen looked at the extremely melancholy Mo Qing, "He has already avenged his revenge. He only has one wish now, which is for you to live well and see the beautiful scenery in this world for him."
Mo Qing looked at him again, tears kept rolling in his eyes, but she was able to hold them back: "He really said that."
Zhu Chen nodded.
Mo Qing pursed his lips, as if muttering to himself: "You are gone, how can there be any beautiful scenery in this world."
Zhu Chen didn't continue talking. Some things couldn't be solved by relying on others' advice alone.
Mo Qing lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said mockingly: "I knew you might not survive, so I put on these mourning-like clothes for you, but I still wanted you to live, but I didn't expect that you were indeed alive, but you still died in the end.
Already."
Mo Qing's eyes became determined: "Since you are dead, I will agree to your request and show you every corner of the world."
"Is he buried in Qicheng?"
Mo Qing asked Zhu Chen.
Zhu Chen nodded, a little surprised by Mo Qing's decisive decision. You know, this is not a simple matter.
At this time, a disciple wearing a robe came over. Seeing Zhu Chen and others, they were stunned for a moment, then hesitated for a moment, and spoke.
"Miss, the sect leader and the demons are fighting. The demons have more masters than I thought. Let me find reinforcements."
Mo Qing's face suddenly turned serious.
Does he hate his father?
Not cruel, not cruel either.
Mo Qing nodded, indicating that he understood, and then slightly saluted Zhu Chen.
"Thank you, Master, for coming to tell me these things today. Mo Qing is very grateful, but now I have something to deal with, so please wait here for a moment."
Zhu Chen thought for a while: "You are Gongsun Zhe's lover, and I can't just watch you pass by like this. Let's go with you."
Everyone looked at Mo Qing and each released their own strength.
Mo Qing hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you."
Then Mo Qing's figure flashed and left the place to summon other elders in the sect.
Zhu Chen looked at Mo Qing who was walking away. She was already halfway to becoming a god at such a young age. She was really a genius. To be honest, there was nothing wrong with Mo Dong not letting Dongfang Zhe marry her.
Later, Mo Qing came here with three old men.
Two middle stages of spiritual transformation and one early stage of virtual refining.
When the three people came here and saw Zhu Chen and others, they frowned slightly: "Who are these people?"
Mo Qing returned: "I'm just an old friend, so I'm going to help."
One of the old men in black robes frowned: "They are just a few young monks at the Nascent Soul Golden Core Stage. What's the use of them in the past? Besides, they are not my disciples of the Morning Light Sect."
But his words were quickly interrupted by the person wearing purple robes on the side: "It doesn't matter, the sect leader is more important, just go together, where do you come from so many words."
The person who spoke was the cultivator who was refining the void. The man in black robe had no choice but to give up, and then the three of them turned into three beams of light and quickly disappeared here.
Mo Qing smiled apologetically at Zhu Chen.
Zhu Chen shook his head, and several people also rose into the sky and headed towards the direction of the Tianji Mine.
The four masters and disciples of Yi Feiyu, who were left behind, raised their heads and looked at several rainbows in silence.
"Master, have we been forgotten?"
Shang Yuhang muttered.
boom!
Yi Feiyu punched him directly, "I didn't return to you as a teacher just now, now I'm a master again. You change your attitude very quickly."
Shang Yuhang laughed awkwardly: "What should we do with the antidote? What if he really forgets us?"
None of them spoke, just staring at each other.
After a while, a cloth bag fell in front of them.
There is a bottle of medicine and a sound transmission stone inside.
Shang Yuhang looked at the contents inside, then quickly swallowed one, and then asked: "Master, after taking the medicine, we still ran away in vain. I think even if the sect leader comes, we may not be able to beat him."
Yi Feiyu laughed twice: "How do you know whether this medicine will be effective after taking it once or if you need to take it several times?"
...
Bang bang bang!
As soon as they arrived at the scene, everyone felt a strong shock.
Zhu Chen took two steps up, waved his hand, and a thin barrier appeared in front of everyone, helping them resist the remaining power.
Looking up, there were already more than a dozen monks who were refining the God of Void, fighting together.
There were five people each from the Demon Clan and the Morning Light Sect, and they looked very anxious. The lingering power just now came from above.
Mo Qing looked up at Mo Dong, who was fighting a demon, whispered a few words to Zhu Chen, and then rushed toward the battlefield below.
When the Chenguang Sect saw that the sect leader's daughters had arrived, their morale was boosted and they became extremely brave for a moment.
Zhu Chen and others did not rush, but calmed down and observed.
Dabai looked at a mine not far from here, with only an opening about three meters open to everyone.
Dabai sniffed it with his nose: "This spiritual vein is not simple. The spiritual power is very strong. It is most likely a dragon vein, and it may even be the birth of spirituality."
Zhu Chen nodded and looked at the confused people on the side and said: "There are several types of spiritual veins. Generally speaking, dragon veins are of the best quality under normal circumstances. After years of hard work,
The accumulation of months can give birth to spirituality, just like the seven-star gilded rainbow sword in the hand of brother Qin Huanyin. It is not easy."
Li Yanran's eyes widened in surprise, as if she felt miraculous about this.
Zhu Chen shook his head and did not rush to let everyone participate in the war. Instead, he looked at the demon clan from a distance.
I always feel a very familiar feeling.
While Zhu Chen was thinking, several demons accidentally walked over with knives. Seeing Zhu Chen and others dressed neatly, they were stunned for a moment, and then they slashed at them with knives.
Zhu Chen frowned. He was interrupted when he was thinking about something the most.
Then with a wave of his hand, several sword energy shot out from his fingertips.
Then, several bodies fell there.
boom!
A deafening sound suddenly erupted from above, immediately attracting the attention of several people.
I saw a strong demon man with a bunch of skulls and an old man in blue clothes looking at each other.
In front of them, the space was a little blurry and unclear.
At the stage of refining the void, monks can forcibly break the space by relying on their own cultivation.
That illusory part was distorted precisely because it suffered a strong impact.
"Gantuo, this Tianji Mine is in the territory of our Chenguang Sect. If you just come here and grab it, aren't you afraid that the human race will directly send strong men to suppress you?" The man in green shirt spoke. It seems that he is Mo Qing's father, Mo Dong.
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The demons on the side laughed twice: "You said this is yours, is it you? I still don't believe it."
Mo Dong squinted his eyes and looked solemnly at the dried lump in front of him.
The strong men around him were all in a one-on-one stalemate. Mo Dong's eyes sharpened, he took out a small ball of light, and then rushed towards Gan Tuo.
Gantuo sneered: "Now we're going to get the treasures, but unfortunately, it's useless this time!"
Gantuo narrowed his eyes and suddenly pointed his left hand at the demon army. A very rich and pure demonic energy gathered in his palm.
Then, a figure slowly floated down from the demon army.
Qin Huanyin let out an exclamation, and Zhu Chen's face instantly turned cold.
Qin Ling!
At this moment, Qin Ling closed her eyes tightly, her whole body was trembling, and there was a black mark on her forehead - the devil!
At this moment, the demonic energy that he forcibly extracted from Qin Ling's body was gathering in the palm of Gantuo's hand, so it was extremely pure.
Qin Huanyin suddenly panicked: "Master, why is my brother there? Go and save him."
Zhu Chen observed that Qin Ling's condition was visibly declining at this moment. After all, he was only a god-former, and the magic power in his body could not support the consumption of a virtual monk.
"Dabai, Tu Er, take care of them, I'll go and take care of Qin Ling."
Dabai nodded, and then Zhu Chen's figure disappeared instantly.
Gantuo above was pressing down on Mo Dong. At this moment, the small ball of light in Mo Dong's hand had dimmed. With such pure magic power, it was difficult for Mo Dong to fight against him.
It only takes half a quarter of an hour to seriously injure Mo Dong.