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

Although the system functions... are basically scrapped, and Mo Maomao has no way to check the property interface of his own host like before, but out of his trust in the mystery of Mo Shaogu's master, Mo Maomao firmly believes that his host can definitely The things inside the sword mound came out smoothly.

For this reason, Mo Maomao even produced the defense map of the hidden sword and sword mound guards.

Looking at the deployment map that was so accurate that even the time of the guard's shift was clearly marked, Mo Yu glanced at Mo Maomao lightly, but when he looked away, his eyes darkened.

Without the memories of the past, Mo Yu was able to have no doubts about Mu Xuanying's words, but this Mo Maomao did not have this honor.

No matter what kind of attitude he used to have towards this Mo Maomao, but for Mo Yu now, he can only trust three points of Mo Maomao's words.

Still looking at Maomao's face.

As for stealing things... Hehe, would he, Mo Yu, be reduced to stealing things?

He is not Young Master Liu!

Mo Yu suddenly frowned, Mr. Liu?This name seems to be familiar, as long as I think of it, I feel disgusted in my heart.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Yu decisively put the name behind him, and went directly to Ye Ying.

"Mr. Mo wants to visit the Sword Tomb?"

Downstairs in Tianze, the master of Cangjian Mountain Villa with white hair and golden clothes was standing quietly under the ginkgo tree in the center of the courtyard, his eyes were closed, his expression was peaceful, his hands were relaxed on his knees, he did not look like a swordsman at all. A great master.He smiled quietly, as if spring was coming, and the trees were full of flowers.

Mo Yu stood with folded arms, and said in a deep voice, "Exactly. I heard that Guizhuang buried countless swords in the Sword Tomb. Mo Yu took the liberty of wanting to understand the swordsmanship of the senior swordsmen." After a pause, Mo Yu continued, "Su Wen Hidden Sword Villa is good at crafting and casting swords, and Mo Yu recently got a piece of Shenshen Xuanjing. Mo Yu is not good at making swords, so it is better to give it to Guizhuang than to waste this high-quality sword-making material in Mo Yu's hands. "

The Shensha Xuanjing has always been the existence that swordsmiths flock to. Even the Hidden Sword Villa only collected a fist-sized Shensha Xuanjing many years ago, and cast it into the Royal Sword of the year, making the Hidden Sword Villa famous in the world. That Famous Sword Conference became famous all over the world.

Lu Yiran: ... Isn't it just a broken rock, I don't feel bad at all.

However, Ye Ying's face was not moved at all. He just raised his hand to pour a cup of tea, and then pushed it in front of Mo Yu accurately, and said leisurely: "Use tea instead of wine, Mr. Mo, don't dislike the tea in Cangjian Villa Rough."

Mo Yu glanced at Ye Ying quietly. After all, the Sword Tomb is a forbidden area of ​​the Hidden Sword Villa. Even exchanging Shensha Xuanjing is not an easy matter. Mo Yu was already mentally prepared.

Raising his hand to brush off the snow on the stone bench, Mo Yu sat opposite Ye Ying.

Ye Ying asked leisurely: "Mr. Mo, what do you think of this tea?"

"Yangya Yinlin is raining, and Guzhu purple bamboo shoots are played." Mo Yu closed his eyes slightly, "The water is Yangya Yunquan, and the tea is the top-quality Guzhu purple bamboo shoots. The aroma is refreshing and the taste is sweet. , but the most commendable thing is..."

Mo Yu suddenly stopped, her phoenix eyes slightly opened, and she looked at the owner of the Hidden Sword Village with her eyes closed all the time and a smile on her lips.

Mo Yu gently placed the teacup on the stone table, and said slowly, "Zhongzheng is peaceful, tea is like a person."

The smile on Ye Ying's lips became more gentle, and he turned his head slightly to "look" into the distance.

Not far away are three rows of short tables, about a dozen or so children wrapped in heavy clothes, shaking their heads and reading "Thousand Characters".The clear and clear children's voice was faintly conveyed to them through the wind and snow.

"...The father of the father serves the king, and he is strict and respectful. Filial piety should be done, and loyalty should be done with one's life..."

Ye Ying caressed the cup in her palm, and slowly said: "When I was young, I was obsessed with swordsmanship, and I was never moved by external objects. I lived alone in the sword mound for more than ten years, and the cold and heat withered and flourished, and it seemed to have nothing to do with me."

Recalling the past, even though the past was full of disappointment and beatings from her father, Ye Ying's expression was still so gentle.

"Until... my little sister was born with the disease of Nine Yin Reverse Meridian..." Ye Ying sighed softly, "At that time, Ye Mou knew that even if he had mastered the art of swordsmanship, he couldn't save my little sister from the pain of Nine Yin Reverse Meridian. , making her as safe and happy as an ordinary girl."

Mo Yu was slightly stunned, he raised his hand to hold his heart, he suddenly thought - although the Nine Yin Negative Meridian and the Three Yang Absolute Meridian are both excellent physiques that are sought after by the cultivation world, but what if they are in the mortal world?Isn't it a terminal illness for which there is no cure!

Mo Yu's complexion paled suddenly, and his breath suddenly became chaotic—if Ye Jingyi, who had nine yins against her veins, had to rely on monthly injections to survive since she was a child, what about Mu Xuanying, whose three yangs had no veins?

Could it be that the silly Mao Mao in his family, who was always afraid of pain, was troubled by a terminal illness and couldn't sleep peacefully every day?Even crippled by pain?

Thinking of that possibility, Mo Yu's fingers unconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand.There was only a "click", and the porcelain cup turned into powder and fell from his palm.

As if not aware of Mo Shaogu's disordered breathing and unconscious killing intent, Ye Ying slightly raised her hand to stop the Tibetan sword guards not far away who were about to run over with a changed face, and flicked her sleeves to block Mo Yu's killing intent .

He faced Mo Yu, slowly opened his dull black eyes, and said slowly: "The heart is the sword, and the sword is hidden. Ye has been practicing kendo for dozens of years, and he has a little bit of the essence of the Ye family's swordsmanship. Heart sword. Holding the sword now, I only wish to protect the safety of the Tibetan Sword Villa."

Mo Yu raised her eyes to look at Ye Ying, although the bottom of her eyes was still bloodshot, but the light in her eyes was clear.Feixue's wanton killing intent that had just been aroused had long since subsided. He spread his hands, watched Xue fall in his palm, and said as if talking to himself: "Dong is Xuanying..."

Slowly closing his palms, Mo Yu said in a deep voice: "My way of the sword is to kill, and to stop killing with killing. I don't care if others call me a hero, and a bad name is perfect for me. All those who hinder me, immortals, demons and gods Buddha, everything must be cut off."

Mo Yu's voice was extremely cold, and his words revealed arrogance and wantonness.Ye Ying knew that this young Master Mo Shaogu was serious. The bloody smell on his body and the killing intent quenched in his bones all proved that he thought so and did so at the same time.

This kind of person is unrestrained, good and evil at will, but has a strength that ordinary people can't match, and it is the existence that the Haoqi League fears the most.In particular, he is also the next owner of the Valley of the Wicked, and his forces are not inferior to the Haoqi League assembled by the righteous way of martial arts.

If he intends to do evil, he will definitely set off a bloody storm in the Jianghu martial arts and even the Tang Dynasty.

However, the next moment, Mo Yu's expression suddenly softened, and his cold and sharp face was removed, and his face was surprisingly handsome.He propped his chin with one hand, looked at Ye Ying and said, "Master Ye, I know what you want to ask."

Mo Yu snorted, and said, "I only hold the sword now to protect that person's safety. No matter what he wants or what he wants to do, my sword will definitely pave the way for him."

"For me, nothing is more important than him."

Holding the teacup, Ye Ying finally smiled slowly, and said, "Don't forget your original intention, Mr. Mo, you are indeed very good."

With the permission of the master of Hidden Sword Villa, Mo Yu's three-day retreat into the sword mound was settled.Although Mo Yu had originally planned to trade Shensha Xuanjing, Ye Ying did not accept this high-grade material that swordsmiths flocked to.

For Ye Ying, Mo Yu's answer was the best trade item, enough to get Jianzhong to retreat for three days.

Mo Yu clicked his tongue lightly. It was really hard for him to understand Master Ye's thoughts, but he didn't want to owe favors to Hidden Sword Villa, so he simply went to the Sword Furnace and threw the Shensha Xuanjing into the ore pile in the warehouse .

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Perhaps it was because the scene of Mo Yu being hugged by Mo Maomao in front of the gate and calling him father was too ecstasy, and Mu Xuanying's response was too calm, or maybe Lu Yiran's unintentional words from the heart were too shocking. Originally, because the owner of the sword post was related to the important figures of the two camps of good and evil in the martial arts, the hidden sword villa made great efforts to arrange the accommodation, and it was necessary to separate people from the two camps.But after the Tibetan Sword Villa who was in charge of leading the way brought them to the courtyard arranged for Mo Yu at the beginning, under the heavy eyes of the owner of Mo Shaogu, he couldn't say how to take Mu Xuanying to another courtyard, and could only wipe off his cold sweat Quietly backed out.

Knowing that Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying lived together, Lin Keren slowly stood up, and the chair behind him crunched into powder in the eyes of all the mighty disciples.

Everyone in Haoqi was silent, and then watched the Lord Kaiyang Altar walk out of the door with a cold face.

Unexpectedly, Lin Keren did not go to Mu Xuanying, but asked someone to lead the way to the Mingjiao disciple who was following Mo Yu and the others.

Lu Yiran stared at the Kaiyang Altar Master outside the door speechlessly.

Lin Keren's face, which was like a sculpture made of ice and snow, was cold, she gave Lu Yiran a slight nod as a greeting - it was for Mu Xuanying's sake.

Lu Yiran twitched the corners of her mouth, and the sadness in her heart flowed like a river.He moved his body away, revealing the monster of the Valley of the Wicked who was sitting on the main seat in the room, with a face full of interest.

Lin Keren narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lu Yiran: Young master and leader, you agreed to be a lifelong follower.Why did you leave him alone to face the unreasonable world QAQ&&

When Mo Yu returned to the courtyard, Mu Xuanying was sitting in the courtyard, frowning slightly, listening to Mo Maomao's detailed description of all kinds of things in this world, focusing on asking whether the things Mo Yu wanted to take would affect Mo Yu, and would it hurt Mo Yu? Mo Yu.

Mo Maomao explained to Mu Xuanying patiently. For him, Mu Xuanying was undoubtedly a safe haven after angering Mo Yu.If Mu Xuanying got offended, he would be killed by his host in minutes.

Mu Xuanying was still a little uneasy in her heart. Although Mo Maomao swore that the thing would never hurt Mo Yu, Mu Xuanying still couldn't let go.

Suddenly, Mu Xuanying seemed to feel something, he turned slightly to look at the entrance of the courtyard, but his eyes were dark, and his forehead was pressed into a warm embrace.

Mu Xuanying was stunned, and was held in Mo Yu's arms a little foolishly.

The next moment, Mo Yu's deep voice sounded slowly, saying word by word: "Maomao, as long as I, Mo Yu, live, I will never let you get hurt!"