The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

Ninth World 10

Shangguan Mansion is as quiet as usual, only the sound of cicadas in the air, the green and lush tall tung trees spread to the blue sky, the exquisitely carved wooden railings and the majestic mahogany gateposts are under the scorching light A faint light shone.

Mo Jiuyuan strode forward, the black robe set off billowing ink waves behind him, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and dark clouds rolled up in his long and narrow eyes.

When passing by the main hall, his footsteps stopped, and his hearing far beyond ordinary people allowed him to catch the voice of Xi Suo in the hall, and a few overly familiar words came to his ears vaguely.His steps couldn't help but pause accordingly.After standing there and listening carefully for a few minutes, Mo Jiuyuan frowned tightly, turned and walked towards the main hall.

It was quiet around the main hall, and there were no maids around, and the whole room seemed to be shrouded in an extremely depressing and serious atmosphere.

Mo Jiuyuan lifted his robe and stepped into the hall.

There were several people standing or sitting in the hall, and in the middle stood Shangguan Xueshang in a light pink gauze dress, and the rest of the men surrounded her tightly seemingly inadvertently.

Mo Jiuyuan sneered in his heart. A few days ago, he might have been interested in playing this type of pet-competing game with them, but now, let him not accompany him.

He briefly glanced at the people in the hall, and saw that not only Ouyang and Yun Qianluan, who had been idle in the mansion, but also Xuanyuan Ao, who had gone out to deal with government affairs, unexpectedly appeared in the hall .

However...Wen Sa and Shen Bai were not there.Mo Jiuyuan frowned indistinctly, and he smirked, with the gloom in his eyes lingering, and said, "You guys seem to be all here, why, what are you talking about?"

When Shangguan Xueshang saw Mo Jiuyuan coming in, her watery eyes lit up instantly. She waved her hand and said loudly, "Brother Mo! You are here! I just sent someone to your and Brother Wen's room to call you, As a result, you are not here." As she spoke, she curled her lips coquettishly, but her tone of complaint was more like coquettish.

Immediately afterwards, she trotted all the way to Mo Jiuyuan's side, handed him a small scroll, frowned and said, "This was just delivered by the doorman half an hour ago, Brother Mo, take a look."

The scroll in his hand was black, and it felt very resilient, like paper but not paper, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of. The gilded characters on it looked elegant and grand, and there was a faint sense of martial arts between the lines.

— invitations.

Mo Jiuyuan frowned slightly. He opened the scroll and read it carefully.

I saw that it said:

"On the eighth day of the seventh month of the Bingyin year, I invite you all to gather at the main peak of Fengfeng Mountain to discuss martial arts with the old man and discuss martial arts together.

The old man is willing to enshrine the strict scriptures and study with all heroes. "

Mo Jiuyuan's eyes became darker.

Yun Qianluan on the side said: "As far as I know, the Feng Yan Sutra should be in the hands of Shen Bai who stole the secret book back then, or, Shen Bai hid the secret book in an unknown place before falling off the cliff, And Shen Bai is dead without proof.

So whether this Fengyan Sutra is true or false has been proven dead.If this secret book is true, then the owner should hide it. If this secret book is false, then what is the purpose of releasing it to attract the heroes of the world?

Regardless of whether this book is true or false, this person must have ulterior motives. "

Xuanyuan Ao hooked his lips, took a sip of tea, and then Yun Qianluan said: "No matter whether this secret book is true or not, the imperial court must get involved. The real secret book cannot fall into the hands of the Jianghu people, and neither can the fake one. Let it be a disaster for the peace of Jianghu."

After all, as a person who can get in touch with many secrets, he has a deep understanding of the competition for the Fengyan Sutra that spread for more than ten years, so he will not let it happen again.

Xuanyuan Ao squinted his eyes, and put the teacup back on the table.

Mo Jiuyuan lowered his eyes, and tapped his finger on a signature at the end of the scroll for a long time without saying a word. His fingertips were faintly white due to the force, his whole body was filled with a cold aura, and the long eyelashes concealed the murderous intent in his eyes. With anger.

He tightened the corners of his lips, put the scroll into his sleeve, and said coldly: "I'll be back later." After saying that, he strode away.

Shangguan Xueshang looked suspiciously at Mo Jiuyuan's leaving figure, and murmured in bewilderment: "...what's wrong?"

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Yiranju

Compared with the brightness outside the house, the inside of the closed door was slightly dark, only a few faint golden sunlight projected in from the gap between the windows, printing spots of light on the smooth ground.

On the exquisite wooden bed in the room, the silk curtains have been completely lowered, and only a vague figure can be seen in it. His figure is rising and falling regularly with his breathing, apparently falling into a deep sleep.

Mo Jiuyuan pushed the door open and walked in silently. Looking at the blurred figure on the bed buried in the quilt, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

He suppressed his increasingly violent heartbeat, approached the bed as silently as possible, gently opened the curtain beside the bed, and looked inside.

I saw Zhou Bai lying half sideways in the middle of the bed, his long black hair untied, spread smoothly on the pillow and the white headboard of the bed, the contrast of black and white was a bit harsh, his long eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes were tight. Closed, the jet-black eyelashes drooped down, casting a light shadow on Ruyu's side face, looking extraordinarily serene.

The strange thing was that it was clearly the dog days of summer, but Zhou Bai covered him tightly with the quilt, as if he was afraid of the cold.

Mo Jiuyuan scanned the slightly exposed slender neck with his scorching eyes, the smooth and graceful curvature of the jaw, and finally stopped on his slightly pale lips, the slightly moist lips looked extraordinarily... tempting.

Mo Jiuyuan's eyes were getting darker, and he couldn't help stretching out his fingertips, wanting to touch his lips lightly, wanting to crush his paleness, embellish it with bright peach color, and soak it in bright blood color, how would that be? pretty.

The more obsessed eyes suddenly met a pair of clear and sharp eyes, which were as cold as autumn water and as sharp as knives.

Mo Jiuyuan was startled, and withdrew his hand regretfully.

Zhou Bai looked at him coldly. In fact, he had already noticed it when Mo Jiuyuan was just approaching the room, and he didn't bother to open his eyes and got up from the bed.Now, he already knew the difference in strength between himself and others, so he didn't think he could pose any threat. Of course, the words of that white group also indirectly proved his idea.

However, he just didn't expect that Mo Jiuyuan would dare to make a move after what happened last time.

Zhou Bai stood up with ice-cold eyes, his frowning brows were filled with irritability of being disturbed from sleep, he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" The extra blunt tone seemed to remind Mo Jiuyuan of his unspoken meaning, if you If what you say is not worth opening my eyes, you will die.

Mo Jiuyuan seemed to understand Zhou Bai's voice in an instant, so he didn't delay, and said straight to the point: "I went to ask that old man about Shen Bai."

Zhou Bai frowned: "Continue."

"Chen Bai didn't steal the scriptures. It was stolen by the former demon cult leader and another person. However, after they killed the eminent monk and snatched the secret book, they discovered that it was created to prevent the secret book from being stolen. The second version was published, and only the content of the first one is true, but the Feng Yan process is too obscure and profound, and it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false without proper practice."

Mo Jiuyuan paused, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. After he glanced at Zhou Bai, he continued: "So, they chose Shen Bai as a test subject, and let him practice one of the secret books. Let's see how he ends up after practicing. Unexpectedly, Shen Bai lost all his martial arts after practicing, so they confirmed that the other book was the real cheat book, and planted the crime of stealing the cheat book on Shen Bai's head.

And because Shen Bai no longer had martial arts, he only relied on his superb swordsmanship to resist the pursuit and siege of the entire rivers and lakes. In the end, he was forced to fall off the cliff because of his weak power. "

Zhou Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly asked, "Why Shen Bai?"

"Because they want to test out the authenticity of the cheat books as soon as possible, and Shen Bai has a solid foundation, he is an unborn martial arts genius, and he is the youngest top master in the whole world, so naturally they chose him."

Mo Jiuyuan shrugged and replied.

"Then why did Shen Bai agree?" Zhou Bai continued to ask, not letting go.

This time, Mo Jiuyuan smiled, with a gloomy smile flashing in his long and narrow eyes: "I was worried that you wouldn't ask. This is the most interesting part. I still remember the one who stole cheat books with Lao Bushi Human, his name is Wen Zeduan, the former owner of Yigu Valley, and also Shen Bai’s personal friend. And he lied to Shen Bai that this is an ancestral secret book he found, and he was not good enough in martial arts, so he couldn’t comprehend it. Ask Shen Bai to help shorten it and make it suitable for apprentices to cultivate." Mo Jiuyuan sneered, and continued, "If you want to shorten and modify it, you must understand it, and if you want to understand it, you can only practice."

Zhou Bai pursed his lips, deep thoughts flashed in his dark eyes.

"The old man was also betrayed and wounded by Wen Zeduan, and Wen Zeduan disappeared with the secret book. I just seized this opportunity to kick that old man from his position as the leader of the Demon Cult. Get down." Mo Jiuyuan lifted the corner of his robe and sat down beside Zhou Bai's bed.

Zhou Bai watched his actions coldly, and Mo Jiuyuan gave him a flattering smile, then hurriedly said before Zhou Bai got angry, "Guess what's more interesting?"

As he spoke, he took out the black scroll from his cuff, and threw it to Zhou Bai with a wave of his hand.

Zhou Bai took the scroll, opened it, read the contents of the scroll at a glance, and then stopped.

I saw a deep finger mark printed on the end, which just landed on a name: Sincerely, Wen Zeduan.