Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Really?" Mu Qianjue stared at Feng Qingran with disbelief.

Feng Qingran pursed her lips, remained silent, and nodded slightly.

Baili Wenyue put his arm on Mu Qianjue's shoulder, "How about it? Fourth senior brother, I'm telling you that you remembered it wrong. The seventh senior in our Lingyun Sect is Junior Brother Yan Moyu, that Tang Chongzhu is the eighth, and the younger junior sister is the ninth. You You still have to be tough on me."

Dugu Jianyi looked at Feng Qingran, who was in a depressed mood, and noticed something unusual.

Dugu Jian glanced at the young man in the painting again and again.

He must be lonely, right?

Facing the siege of powerful forces alone.

There was no one behind.

There is no one fighting beside him either.

But he doesn't seem to need anyone's company.

Because, in this world, no matter who stands next to him, he will be overshadowed by his light.

He feels so strong that no one dares to approach him.

"A young man who just looks at his back makes me feel surrendered. He looks so handsome! If I could become such a being, I would probably have my tail raised to the sky!" Baili Wenyue sighed.

"Well...Sixth Junior Brother, I am not going to attack you. It would be difficult for you to become him!" Mu Qianjue shook his head. He was beyond the reach of those who could monopolize three pictures among all the powerful ones.

Maybe one day they can have this kind of strength.

But that time was enough for the young man to take another step forward.

Those who have high cultivation level and are young are all powerful people who can destroy heaven and earth.

"Fourth Senior Brother, you can't imitate others... No, you can't hurt my self-confidence. As long as we live long enough, we will be able to fight for our lives sooner or later!" Baili Wenyue's brows were full of arrogance.

Mu Qianjue smiled and said: "Sixth Junior Brother, come on, I believe you can do it!"

Mu Qianjue said and glanced sideways at Feng Qingran's back.

She seemed to be seriously appreciating these mysterious paintings, but she always gave him a feeling of being absent-minded.

Feng Qingran was indeed absent-minded.

She continued to look at the paintings, but she was afraid that Mu Qianjue would ask her more questions.

Feng Qingran felt a little sour in her heart.

They have all forgotten the seventh senior brother. Does that mean she is about to forget the seventh senior brother too?

In fact, she had long noticed that there were many doubts about the seventh senior brother.

All the powerful beings she had ever seen had an inexplicable respect for the Seventh Senior Brother.

Based on the strength of the Seventh Senior Brother, he should not have entered Lingyun Sect, nor should he have cause and effect with them.

The strong and the weak face different rules, and the cause and effect are also different.

Generally speaking, strong people are not willing to appear in the world of weak people.

But the Seventh Senior Brother not only appeared, but also helped her change her destiny against the will of heaven, helped her reincarnate, and guided her to where she is now when she was not strong...

Mo Jinghong.

Feng Qingran recited the name silently.

She can't forget his existence. No matter where he goes now, she will always find him!

He is no longer the seventh disciple of Lingyun Sect.

He is just Mo Jinghong.

After Feng Qingran recited it silently several times, she was still afraid that she would forget it.

She used her mind to write the name in the space.

But when the pen and ink fell, the paper was completely white.

Feng Qingran tried to write other characters, but they all came out, except for the three characters Mo Jinghong, which she couldn't write.

Feng Qingran felt a little panicked, and she immediately found Lingyun Sect in the void space.

When she first ascended, she specially moved the entire Lingyun Sect into the void space.

Feng Qingran looked at Mozhu Peak and found that the stone tablet belonging to it was gone, and even the layout was completely different from before.

It was deserted.

There is no breath.

Feng Qingran's face turned even paler, and she hurriedly opened the library belonging to the Lingyun Sect.

The book is open.

The place where Mo Jinghong's name was originally written has been replaced by Yan Moyu's.

The position of Yan Moyu is Tang Chongzhu's name.

Feng Qingran trembled, and the traces of Mo Jinghong's existence were disappearing.

"Little Junior Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Qianjue's voice woke Feng Qingran up. She wanted to mention Mo Jinghong's name, but she couldn't say it.

Baili Wenyue said with concern: "Little junior sister, why are you so pale? Have you been looking at the painting for too long? There are indeed many mysteries in this painting, but don't look at it for too long, we will definitely stay here for a long time. , it will be too late to take a closer look when the strength becomes stronger."

"Okay." Feng Qingran tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"When senior comes back, we will understand more things." Dugu Jianyi comforted him.

Feng Qingran calmed down and forced a smile, "I'm fine. I just read too many paintings and am a little tired. I'll go find Fifth Senior Sister."

After Feng Qingran finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards Ning Shiyue.

She knew that mentioning Mo Jinghong now would not help.

Everything is traceable.

The experiences that Luo Xiucheng mentioned about the mysterious beings in the founding city back then were so similar to them now.

But Luo Xiucheng only had a relationship with that person, so he just forgot about it.

But they were the ones who lived with Mo Jinghong day and night, why should they forget?

Not counting getting along day and night, hundreds of years are fleeting for cultivators. Most of the time, Mo Jinghong is not with them, but they just don't notice.

He comes and goes without a trace.

He almost always just watches and never participates in things that really involve everyone.

There are only a few things that can prove his existence.

Feng Qingran raised her hand to take off the step shaker, her memory was blurry, this was something he gave to her as a gift.

"Master, don't be sad, you can always understand those paintings." Feng Zhichu sent a message to Feng Qingran.

"Chuchu, do you still remember him?" Feng Qingran asked via voice message.

"Who?"

"Mo." Feng Qingran only mentioned one word.

"Master Mo, I have an impression. There is this person in my memory. In short, he is very strong. If master is lucky enough to meet him, he may be more useful than meeting the master of this palace." Feng Zhichu said with great expectation. .

Feng Qingran's eyes darkened slightly, and she asked via voice transmission: "Don't you remember that he was my seventh senior brother before?"

"Master Mo is Master Mo, how can he become Master's seventh senior brother? I remember that he can't seem to have anything to do with anyone, and that's not right. There is not as much information as Master Mo in the inheritance..." Feng Zhichu's last voice stopped, Seems to be lost in thought.

Feng Qingran heard this and did not continue to ask.

She sat cross-legged and suddenly remembered the Ruomu tea that Mo Jinghong had given her before. Her eyes brightened, and with a wave of her sleeves, the tea set appeared in front of her.

Feng Qingran made tea like Mo Jinghong in his memory.

"Little junior sister, I was worried about you just now, but I didn't expect you to be fine now." Baili Wenyue walked forward, sat in front of the tea table, picked up a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Mu Qianjue and Dugu Jianyi came over one after another and each picked up a cup.

Mu Qianjue took a sip lightly, "Junior sister, your tea skills are a bit poor. I remember that I drank better tea. That time...I wonder who brewed it?"

Feng Qingran looked at Mu Qianjue with eyes as bright as the moon. There was a difference between the fourth senior brother and the second and sixth senior brothers.

He seemed to have a slight impression of Mo Jinghong.

Feng Qingran recalled the difference between Mu Qianjue and the other two... Dugu Jianyi and Baili Wenyue had never seen Mo Jinghong in the fairy world.

Mu Qianjue and Mo Jinghong just had a passing relationship.

She spent the longest time in the fairy world with Mo Jinghong, so she can still remember the most.

"You guys are quite good at enjoying it. This tea is good, little girl." When the voice fell, the old man was already sitting in front of Feng Qingran and others.

"Senior, you scared me! Can you give me some time to react next time?" Mu Qianjue's only thoughts were interrupted, and he took another sip with appreciation, "Don't say it, little junior sister, you are so Make more tea on weekdays, I love drinking it!"