There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

...or rather the woman she has been pestering for the longest time.

The two quarreled for a while, Xia Siqiu left several bruises on Mo Mingxin's body, Mo Mingxin also took the opportunity to plant a few strawberries on the white and tender body of the little junior sister, until the sun was high, the two reluctantly parted.

At this time, Xia Siqiu had long since lost her grievances, and Mo Mingxin had to admire her own kung fu... in various aspects.

"The two little girls are about to wake up too, please get dressed quickly, let's go greet the old woman."

Mo Mingxin yawned and got off the bed.

At the moment she was naked, but she didn't care, Xia Siqiu's face turned red, she hid under the blanket for a while, put on some clothes before getting out of bed.

After they got dressed, they went straight to Granny Zi's room.

Granny Zi recuperated for a few days, and her cultivation had recovered by [-]% or [-]%. Her spirits were much better than the previous few days. Seeing the two disciples coming hand in hand, the mature old man seemed to have sensed something, and smiled meaningfully.

She looked at Xia Siqiu: "Qiu'er, I think you understand Xin'er's personality. If you follow her, you may suffer a lot of grievances. If there is anything you can't accept in the future, remember to come and tell the master."

The implied words made Xia Siqiu immediately lower his head and act like an ostrich: "Thank you, Master."

Mo Mingxin next to him was not happy: "Hey, old woman, Siqiu and I are both your apprentices, is it really okay for you to be so open and eccentric, it is not conducive to my psychological growth, do you understand!"

"You?" Granny Zi showed disdain on her face: "You are a good boy when you get cheap, look at the face of a villain like you, and you are still a big disciple of my Tianyin Sect, shame on you!"

Mo Mingxin stared at Granny Zi, thinking that he had never seen a master who was biased so righteously, if it wasn't for his own fault, he would have... long ago... Forget it, I can't beat it , I can't beat it, I can bear it.

"Forget it, I won't quarrel with you, so as not to be said that I don't respect the elderly."

Mo Mingxin snorted coldly and refused to suffer at all.

As a result, Granny Zi was hanged up and beaten up.

After beating Mo Mingxin, Granny Zi only felt refreshed and her mood improved a lot, she sat down and said, "Let's get down to business, I'm going to go to Mo Luo Temple and the Blood Refining Sect, Xin'er, Qiu'er , you go with me."

"Yes, Master."

Xia Siqiu quickly agreed.

Mo Mingxin didn't object either, he just frowned and said, "Old woman, are you going to put all your eggs in one basket?"

She heard Granny Zi's meaning, she didn't seek asylum.

Granny Zi nodded: "I can't just pretend to be dead like this all the time. I can't stand this kind of anger. I, Ziyu, have a reputation for vengeance. I will make them pay the price for those false immortals who destroyed my Tianyin sect's mountain gate."

Seeing that Granny Zi had made up her mind, Mo Ming had nothing to say, so she shrugged her shoulders and agreed.

After discussing with other people, Ye Mo and his daughter expressed their willingness to go together, and Ao Tian also wanted to go back to Mo Luo Temple, so Zhao Menghan and Ao Yu naturally followed.

But Zhen Mengchan didn't want to go to the magic gate. Before going to the Tianyin sect, she was desperate and was forcibly taken away by Granny Zi. Now that she was in no danger, she naturally didn't want to take the initiative to approach the magic gate.

Granny Zi didn't force her, and bid farewell to Zhen Mengchan calmly.

Zhen Mengchan looked deeply at Mo Mingxin, and said coldly: "Mo Mingxin, as soon as the matter is over, you can bring Shiming to Mingyue Palace to meet me. If you dare to run...I will let Mingyue Generations of palaces have hunted and killed you until death."

Mo Mingxin smiled helplessly: "I'll just go."

After Zhen Mengchan left, Xia Siqiu muttered suspiciously: "That woman...why has weird eyes."

367

Few people know the location of the Boiling Blood Mountain Range. It is a very secret place. In the mountain range, there is a highly poisonous blood mist all year round. Seeing blood seals the throat, and the mountain range is dead silent, with no living beings to be seen.

In the scarlet blood mist, Mo Mingxin and his party headed by Granny Zi were walking through the winding valleys. The deadly poisonous mist could not pose a threat to them at all, and the group looked relaxed.

Deep in this natural barrier is the destination of their trip - the sect of the Blood Refining Sect.

Back then, the Blood Refining Sect took a fancy to the strong blood energy in this dangerous place, and the abundant fire aura in the depths of the mountains, which was of great benefit to their weapon refining, so they decided to set up their sect here.

After so many years, no one else knew of the existence of this place except the people in the Demon Sect. Therefore, the Blood Refining Sect became the most mysterious branch in the Demon Sect.

But that's all for outsiders, and the Blood Refining Sect is no stranger to the Demon Sect, because many powerful magic weapons in the Demon Sect are from their hands.

Mo Mingxin even stayed in the Blood Refining Sect for more than five years in order to learn the art of refining weapons. At that time, the Blood Refining Sect was very troubled.Those stupid disciples who know how to hold a lot of precious ore and strange stones all day long, whether they are blacksmithing or ironing, are almost psychologically shadowed by her.

It was the first time for Xia Siqiu to come to the Blood Refining Sect, and the environment along the way made her feel very uncomfortable, and she always felt that there would be some danger.Her two disciples were also tightly gripping the hem of the master's clothes, not letting go for a moment.

Xia Siqiu flew to Mo Mingxin, flew side by side with her, leaned closer and muttered: "Senior sister, is there really no danger here?"

Mo Mingxin rolled his eyes: "You can be regarded as one of the future managers of the Tianyin Sect, why are you so timid. This is the base camp of the Blood Refining Sect, so there is no danger. Let's not talk about our group coming here , the blazing blood monsters are going to turn around and run away, and I am alone, and everyone in the Blood Refining Sect knows about it, everyone knows about it."

As he spoke, Mo Mingxin raised his head proudly.Xia Siqiu, who was familiar with her virtues, quickly understood the true meaning of Mo Ming's words, and said with sympathy: "I think, for the disciples of the Blood Refining Sect, it must have been a painful day."

"That's because they haven't experienced real despair. I'm already very kind to them." Mo Mingxin didn't take it seriously, but looked confident: "In short, Siqiu, don't worry, the Blood Refining Sect is like an empress to me." Like a garden, there will be no danger, and no one will dare to trouble us."

During the conversation, a group of people had already arrived at the gate of the Blood Refining Sect. Two tall and thin figures stood in front of the gate, their eyes like lightning.

"Stop! Who are you, and how did you get here?"

When the two saw a large group of people running towards their master's gate, they immediately became extremely vigilant, quickly took out their weapons, and looked at them with hostility.

Granny Zi looked cold, she didn't bother to explain to these ordinary disciples, she just called softly: "Xin'er."

"Here we come." Mo Mingxin knew that it was time for him to play, and with his aggressive and cool attitude, he perfectly set off the cold, mysterious and powerful image of Granny Zi.

This can be regarded as one of the tasks of the disciples, and she usually cooperates very well.

With her head held high and her chest held high, Mo Mingxin twisted her waist and walked in front of the two of them. The three-inch-high gauguin shoes made her look taller than ordinary men. Looking down at the two of them, she showed a charming smile: " You two, remember me?"

The two disciples looked at each other, and one of them said coldly: "I don't remember, who are you guys, report your names quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

"puff"