The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

"Mo Tianshi!" Xu Feng ran over in two steps, carefully avoiding all kinds of strange corpses on the ground, "This place is too evil, you'd better be careful."

"Why do you come to Buxiemen, and come to the countryside for an outing without a good night's sleep?" Mo Wu said as he walked towards the stone platform, without the slightest thought that he came out happily for 50 taels of silver.After Xu Feng said something, the glorious mission of being a Taoist priest "eliminating demons and defending Taoism" burned in his chest again. He raised his foot and followed Mo Wu up to the stone platform with arrogance.

The stone platform has been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, and it is full of potholes. It is simple at best, but it is a large piece of rotten stone at worst.The stone is broken, but the life it nourishes is strong, and there are patches of moss in the shade, green and purple, growing lively.

The sacrificial place is full of blood, even if it has been abandoned for many years, there must be a lot of resentment left over from that year.Mo Wu glanced at the table a few times, then paused suddenly.Just when Bai Ze didn't see anything from the sky and fell down again, Mo Wu pointed to the center of the platform, turned his head slightly to Bai Ze and said, "What is that?"

I saw that there was a complex groove carved in the middle of the stone platform. From a distance, it looked like a six-petal flower. Because of the age, the complete pattern could not be seen clearly. edges and corners.

"Is it a talisman used to pray for rain?" Bai Ze thought about it: "The circle usually symbolizes the endless cycle of life, which is consistent with the purpose of praying for rain."

Mo Wu didn't speak, walked over in two steps, and circled the pattern of the flower twice.

Bai Ze: "Is there something wrong with this thing?"

"Looks familiar." Mo Wu frowned slightly.He has always had an excellent memory, and he has reincarnated memories, and he can even remember clearly what happened 300 years ago. His mind turned quickly for a moment, and his memory was ups and downs, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this pattern.

Mo Wuxiang felt a little headache.He looked at it for a moment, stepped into one of the petals, hesitated, and took a few steps towards the remaining petals in a specific, seemingly random order.I saw that his footwork was peculiar, and his arms were swinging in order to maintain balance. That movement had a sense of strength, and it looked like he was dancing a long sword recklessly.

Mo Wuben was born with tall legs and long legs. If he hadn't been lazily living like a man walking a bird in a cage every day, he would be a heroic young man after tidying up.At this time, he was walking step by step, his speed sometimes fast and sometimes slow, his figure fluctuated from height to height, and when he glanced at the past, he walked like a dragon and changed his posture like an eagle. A majestic majesty that cannot be ignored.

The expression of the fairy outside the stone platform moved, and the blood on his lips faded by three points in an instant.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zhou?" Xufeng looked at the fairy who was as frozen as a statue, and said cautiously: "Mr. Zhou?"

Xianjun twisted his stiff neck, his voice was a little hoarse, and he let out an "um" in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Bai Ze stood on Mo Wu's shoulders, dizzy from his actions, "Tiao Dashen also chooses a time!"

Mo Wu did not respond, his eyes were fixed on the center of the flower pattern.Suddenly, the mountain wind roared, the ground trembled, and the entire Tianheng Mountain shook violently. Stones rolled down, trees swayed, and branches and leaves made rustling sounds, as if something huge was about to burst out of the mountain.

"Mo Wu!" Bai Ze screamed, "What the hell are you doing?!"

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Two miles from the mountain pass.

"Earthquake! It's an earthquake!"

"The whole mountain is shaking! Go, go!"

"No! Uncle Xufeng and the others are still in the mountains!"

...

"Hold on!" Daoist Xu Yun yelled, turned his head and set up an awning to look into the depths of the mountain, frowned slightly after a while, and said to himself in a low voice: "I can't see resentment, is it really innocent?" Earthquake? Is it this time?"

"Abbot!" A Taoist priest hurried over, "This place is dangerous, we can't wait here!"

"What about Uncle Xuyun and Senior Brother Qingzhu?" Another Taoist priest ran over and asked urgently, "Do you want to find them?"

Xu Yun glanced around, the terrain here is relatively low, if it was really an earthquake, even if the stone rolled down, no one would be able to survive.Xu Yun waved his robe sleeves, turned around and said urgently: "I can't control that much now, retreat to the mountain..."

Xu Yun paused, then glanced around, "Huh?"

All the Taoist priests were also surprised, "Stop shaking?"

"It seems to be, no, not moving."

"So fast?"

"The earthquake time won't be so short, could it be that Uncle Xufeng and the others encountered something in the mountains?"

Xu Yun frowned tightly, intending to go into the mountain to find out what happened, but also worried about dragging those people back, he was anxious for a while, and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, if they don't come out after an hour, we will go into the mountain Searching!"

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"This is...?"

In the depths of Tianheng Mountain, Qing Zhu jumped onto the stone platform, and was a little dumbfounded looking at the square black hole in the middle of the stone platform.

Just as the ground shook, the stamen part in the center of the stone platform sank slowly, the edges were square and square, as if cut with a knife and an axe, and the sunken part disappeared into the ground, leaving only a dark round hole.

After all, Qingzhu is a young man whose emotions come and go quickly. At this time, curiosity prevailed, and he even forgot to protect his face. He slightly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Wu, "...you made this up. ?”

"It seems... is it?" Mo Wu looked at the hole and answered without distraction.

Xu Feng thought that Qing Zhu was going to confront Mo Wu again, and just as he was about to step forward, he saw Qing Zhu give a thumbs up in admiration, "... cow!"

After a pause, he turned his head to study the black hole.

"That set of punches just now," the white figure flashed, Mo Wu felt his wrists being tightly grasped, and turned his head to meet Shang Xianjun's eyes looking straight at him.Xianjun stared at him intently, and his voice was forced out of his throat: "... Where did you learn it?"

At this time, his voice could not hear any fluctuations, and his expression did not show any sadness or joy. From the perspective of others, his expression was even very calm and gentle. The two standing together were just two brothers saying kindly. What insignificant little things.

But Mo Wu could clearly feel the strength coming from his wrist - if it wasn't for Xianjun's efforts to control it, his wrist bones would have been shattered into slag by now.

And Xianjun was still shaking.

Mo Wu looked at Xianjun's calm appearance, and suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart.He resisted the piercing pain in his wrist, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Why are you still angry?"

Xianjun stared at him without speaking.

"That set of movements is very special?" The pain in the wrist was really severe, and Mo Wu put his other hand on Xianjun's wrist, and said softly: "Why should you not be serious when you are serious, but instead treat such trivial things So caring?"

Only then did Xianjun notice that he had lost his composure, he let go of his hands, took a half step back, frowned slightly, and nodded, "...I offended you."

Mo Wu rubbed his wrists, looked at Xianjun, and felt that this fairy was really interesting.

Usually, when he hates people, he is very unceremonious, and he itches his teeth when he is angry, but he looks calm, gentle and polite, but when he really gets to the point of hurting others, he will take half a step back the moment he realizes it , never hurt anyone.

Mo Wu couldn't help but think again, just now when the fairy came up to question him and pinched his wrist, it was purely based on his first reaction, but even in the action where he basically lost his mind, he could subconsciously control his expression, and even looked It can be said to be calm and stable—what kind of experience did he develop the habit of hiding his thoughts cleanly, and what kind of experience made him wear a fake face of eternal calm and gentleness all the time?

Are all immortals so moody?

Isn't he tired of living like this?

Mo Wu was fascinated, Xian Jun's eyes were fixed on him, his voice was more stable than before, but his tone was still coercive.

"Where did you learn that boxing technique just now?"