[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

"What? Attack the Haoqi League?!" Mu Xuanying couldn't stay for a moment.Since he inherited his father's behest and joined Haoqi League, it is his second home.All the members of the Haoqi League were great uncles, brothers and sisters who treated him very well, and he would be very sad if any of them died, especially his brother Mo Yu was the one who attacked this time.

After the Anshi Rebellion, hasn't the relationship between Evilman Valley and Haoqi League begun to ease?

"No, no, this is absolutely not possible!" Mu Xuanying bit her lip and said, "I have to go back to Luoyan City first."

Lu Yiran immediately said: "Young lord, let Lu escort the young lord back to Yancheng."

Hiding the plot, here he comes!

"This..." Mu Xuanying hesitated for a moment. Since the two camps were fighting, one of them would end up dead.This Lu Shaoxia's martial arts is not very good, what if there is an emergency.

If Lu Yiran knew what Mu Xuanying was thinking, he would definitely feel sorry for the little angel Fumao's kindness and healing, and then patted his chest full of vigor and said that he is not afraid of death, and he will definitely crawl out of the resurrection point like a corpse!

The player's life can be recycled.

Although Mu Xuanying refused again and again, Lu Yiran, who believed that this was a hidden plot, would not give up this opportunity. He wished he could swear to the sky, wished he could die in battle with a heroic body, and insisted on sending Mu Xuanying back to the Haoqi League.Mu Xuanying had no choice but to agree, and thought in her heart to take care of this Young Master Lu on the way.

Just as Mu Xuanying and Lu Yiran were rushing towards the direction of Luoyan City, a large number of Wicked People's Valley troops gathered in the strong wind.

The wind in the Valley of the Wicked is bitter and desolate all year round.The water in the Cursed Blood River is as red as blood, and what flows is the water from the Yellow Spring from hell.

At the highest point of Liefengji, the owner of the Wicked Valley, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, looks like a legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, standing with his hands behind his back, and behind him, a large number of Wicked Valley disciples half-kneel on the ground.

They are the rebellious disciples of the various sects in the Jianghu. They never followed the orders of their masters to enter the Haoqi League, but instead entered the most evil place in the Jianghu.They are in the valley of the wicked but they have never really done evil. They are free and unrestrained, and only focus on fighting with the Haoqi League for 1 years.

They were dressed in sect costumes, only the corners and cuffs were decorated with crimson to show that they belonged to the Valley of the Evil.

They were waiting, and when the time came, it was time for them to attack Haoqi League in one fell swoop.

While everyone was waiting in silence, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.Mo Sha ran in panting, sweating profusely, with a terrified expression on his face.

All the disciples of Wicked People's Valley, that is, a group of faction suits, led by a few Wicked People's Valley players who were still holding orange weapons from various sects and turned to look at Mo Sha at the same time—huh?Today's early attack and defense steps are wrong, why did Mo Sha appear?

Mo Sha said with a frightened face: "Gu Master, it's not good!"

Behind Wang Yifeng, a white-haired poisonous lady turned her head and whispered, "Master Gu is fine, thank you."

Mo Sha rushed straight to Wang Yifeng's feet, and said in panic, "Master, something happened to Master Mo Yu!"

Off the screen, all the wicked players silently raised their hands and touched their chins. Is this the beginning of the mission trigger?

Wang Yifeng turned around, his eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "What's wrong?"

Mo Sha was about to go insane, and said loudly: "Master Mo Yu, for some reason, his hair has suddenly turned white, and..." He doesn't recognize anyone anymore!

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yifeng flew out.

The villains and players in the house first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then they were shocked—the hair of the young master/Master Shaogu/Brother Yu turned gray.

Damn, it's a big deal!

There was a hula-la-la ground, all kinds of light skills were used, and everyone followed closely behind Wang Yifeng.

In front of Sansheng Road, a handsome man dressed in white with a red skirt and long hair over snow stood there with a frosty expression on his face, and said coldly, "Get out!"

Cold sweat broke out on Mo Rongrong's forehead, her body was trembling, but she still lowered her head, knelt down in front of Mo Yu without moving, and said in a trembling voice: "Please, please take a moment, young master. The Lord is coming at once."

"Master?" Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Do you recognize me?"

Mo Rongrong was about to cry, hey, young master, since your old man entered the Valley of the Wicked and slaughtered the Zizai Hall, as one of the many unlucky people appointed by the owner of the valley to serve your old man, how could she not I recognize you, hello.Finally, the frequency of Master Mo Yu's madness has been reduced a lot. From the first two times a day to the current one or two times a month, Mo Rongrong almost thought that the time for her to survive had come.Unexpectedly, when Master Mo Yu turned around, something even more terrifying came.

Amnesia!Master Mo Yu actually lost his memory! !

Not only that, but Mo Yu's long black hair, which was carefully cared for by her, turned white!

Could it be that the young master has become obsessed with martial arts training, so his hair is all white.

The enchanted young master...

Mo Rongrong shivered for a moment, feeling that she was in some danger.

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The red dry and hard ground is under the feet, and the wind blowing against the face is full of bloody smell, and it is even more desolate in the eyes.

When Mo Yu woke up, this was what he saw.

Mo Yu's memory does not have these things, but strangely, he feels that everything is extremely familiar.Whether it's the startled rough guy just now, or the trembling little girl in front of me who insists on not letting go.With his temper, he should have slapped him for delaying his search for Maomao, but for no reason, Mo Yu didn't want to do it.

Although there is a lot of noise, it will be a little troublesome to slaughter.

If Mo Sha and Mo Rongrong knew what was going on in Young Master Mo Yu's mind at this time, they would definitely be moved to tears.

Years of hard work finally paid off.

But the anxiety of not seeing Mu Xuanying outweighed the others.

Mo Yu's mood was very irritable. When he first woke up, Mao Mao disappeared. Mo Yu was not very anxious at first, because he left many formations on Mu Xuanying's clothes, which were fused with his true essence. As long as there is no Wan Jian Zong Hushan's enchantment level, with a ray of primordial spirit pulling him, he was able to locate Mu Xuanying's position very quickly.However, when he tried to locate Mu Xuanying's position, he was shocked to find that although he was already at the late Yuanying stage, the power he could mobilize was barely at the level of the foundation-building stage, and the Yuanshen was firmly trapped in the Purple Mansion. Among them, I can't tell the strands, let alone find his family Mao Mao.

Mo Yu's gaze sank, and he glanced at Mo Rongrong, who was desperately lowering her head and refusing to back down, "hummed", and flicked her sleeves violently.

Mo Rongrong exclaimed, and her whole body was thrown aside by the internal energy released, and she got out of the way in front of Mo Yu.

Mo Yu stepped over without hesitation.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and his figure suddenly moved three feet.Mo Yu frowned, looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

It is the owner of the valley of the wicked, Wang Yifeng.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, the person in front of him was very strong!

If he can unlock the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, he will naturally not be afraid of this person.But right now, even though this person is not a cultivator, his inner strength vaguely has the outline of real energy.Strictly speaking, this person's strength should be comparable to that of a fusion monk.

Entering the Tao with martial arts is nothing more than the same.

Wang Yifeng was spinning the bamboo flute in his hand, and looked at the little apprentice in front of him with deep eyes, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Mo Yu's aptitude is naturally good. In this world, not everyone can be like Mo Yu, but after watching his one move, he can comprehend the three moves by himself.

However, Mo Yu's disadvantages are also obvious.

A heartless person cannot be more affectionate.Such a person is most likely to refine "Secrets of the Red Dust" to the extreme, and is also most likely to become obsessed halfway through.

Crazy, and clear, are actually but a thin line.Clear people often see too clearly, so they are crazy.

If he can truly be ruthless, Mo Yu will definitely be able to refine the Wangqing Sword Intent to a great success. As he said at the beginning, he will become the strongest in the history of the Hongchen School.

It's just that being ruthless is something that even he himself can't understand and can't do. How can he expect his little apprentice to think clearly.

His thoughts on Mu Xuanying were too deep.One day, becoming a fairy or a demon is just a thought away.

But at this moment, Wang Yifeng suddenly discovered that he had underestimated himself as a little apprentice.

Wang Yifeng looked at Mo Yu in amazement, watching his body condensed and unmoved. Only he, a fellow practitioner of "Secret Intention of the World", could vaguely discover that the cold sword intent was not at all the state of great accomplishment mentioned by the master. But...a more advanced realm.

He couldn't help but stroked his beard and smiled.

Mo Yu frowned, looked at Wang Yifeng, and said coldly, "You want to stop me?"

Wang Yifeng was taken aback, he and Mo Yu were like masters and apprentices.Several disciples, Ding Ding is his first disciple, but he is not qualified enough to be the successor of the Hongchen sect; although Ye Fan has good aptitude, his temperament is far from the harmony of mind of the Hongchen sect.As for Chu Xiaying, he only gave pointers, and he didn't even have the title of master.

After counting and counting, only this little apprentice, Mo Yu, who was picked up from Ziyuan Mountain, although he is poisoned by the combination of yin and yang, and has some rifts with Xiao Yaoer, is rare and transparent, and his aptitude is even more excellent. regarded as heirs.

Although Mo Yu never called him "Master", and he never asked for it, but Mo Yu at least called Gu Master when they met, instead of being so unceremonious as now.

Wang Yifeng's eyes fell on Mo Rongrong, who was sitting slumped on the ground, covered in cold sweat.

Mo Rongrong suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and she wanted to cry without tears and whispered: "I don't know the reason, young master, he suddenly becomes unrecognizable."

Mo Yu snorted coldly and said, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Mo Rongrong was speechless.

There was a stalemate ahead, and the players from the villain camp looked at each other.

"Commander, it seems that the time for offense and defense is up, we should go to Nanping Mountain."

Commander: "...Look, Master Gu and Master Shaogu, do they seem to be free to attack and defend?"

Not only Guzhu and Shaoguzhu were very busy, but even Miliguli, Buquer, the main offensive and defensive players, were too busy watching the fun at the moment, and didn't even think about attacking and defending.

All the players in the Valley of the Evil: "..." Emma, ​​is this really the beginning of a special branch plot, rather than a big bug in the game?