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

Taking a leisurely stroll around the market, Mu Xuanying only wanted to have fun and didn't want anything, but Mo Yu fixed his eyes on the man selling candied haws, took one away, and threw a piece into the man's pocket Broken silver.

Mo Yu: Isn't it just candied haws, he can also buy it for Maomao!

Mu Xuanying: Although it's nice to ask, but did you really treat him like a child? !And the old man suddenly found that there was an extra piece of silver in his pocket, wouldn't he be frightened?

Biting off a hawthorn fruit vigorously, Mu Xuanying turned her head, and while chewing the fruit, stretched the candied haws towards Mo Yu, and said with a smile: "Brother Yu eats too~ah~~"

Mo Yu, who never liked these sweet and sour things, twitched the corners of his mouth, just about to refuse but met the expectant little eyes of the child in his arms, Mo Yu pursed his lower lip, and said, "Okay."

Seeing Mo Yu frowned and ate a hawthorn fruit, Mu Xuanying turned around in satisfaction and continued to look at the surrounding scenery.

Mo Yu's brows were all wrinkled, how could something so sour and overly sweet taste so delicious!

He also said that he is not a child, so childish, who would believe it!

After watching all the way with great interest, Mu Xuanying suddenly thought, ah, his Brother Yu said, what about the conference, Brother Yu is the leader of Wan Jianzong.Just leave those poor disciples behind, okay?

Mu Xuanying was a little apprehensive, did he miss Brother Yu's business?

Seeing the worry in Mu Xuanying's heart at a glance, Mo Yu raised his hand and stroked his hair, and said casually: "It's okay, each of them is at least 200 years old, and they have all reached the Tianhuamen. If something happens Then something will happen."

——With such a little ability, it is better not to lose face at the Wanzong Conference.

In Mo Yu's eyes, such a sentence was clearly written.

The corners of Mu Xuanying's mouth twitched, forgetting, just looking at those people in their 20s, they forgot that this is not the prosperous Tang Dynasty, nor any world they have experienced, but a very unreliable , a world with fairy tales.

The people here are hundreds of years old, but his brother Yu, who is obviously not yet forty, is still called a centenarian.

He has also become the elders of those old people who have long passed away in the previous world!

Mu Xuanying pursed her lips, "Oops, what should I do if I suddenly want to laugh."

However, given Mo Yu's seniority, it's always bad to leave the big team.Mo Yu didn't care about that, but he always had to plan more.

He tugged on Mo Yu's sleeve and said, "Brother Yu, there's nothing to see, let's go back."

Mo Yu glanced at Mu Xuanying, and saw that the corner of his child's mouth was curled up, looking at him very seriously, knowing that even if she didn't care, Mu Xuanying always had concerns, so she couldn't help curling her lips inwardly, and secretly decided, If someone threw it to Tianhuamen, he would definitely take Mu Xuanliancheng to have a look.

Twelve Linked City, also known as Cloud City, is located in the Cangwu Abyss of Jiuyi Mountain.

Jiuyi Mountain is located in the south of the mainland. The soil is moist and bright red. When you touch it slightly, bright red liquid gushes out of the soil.It is a vicious place in the eyes of ordinary people, there is no deep taboo, and it is far away from thousands of miles away.But in fact, it is one of the largest markets in the cultivation world.

His family Mao Mao is three and a half years old this year (Mu Xuanying: ==), children grow fast, and need to prepare a few more sets of clothes.Wan Jianzong's inner disciple's outfit that was changed to a smaller size certainly looks good, but he can't just wear that set of clothes for a long time.Besides, he has been thinking about painting formations on his clothes, and stacking several layers is the best way to defend against cold and heatstroke, but the material of the clothes is not enough to withstand those superimposed formations. is not proficient in this way.

It is good to be able to find suitable clothes in Twelve Linked Cities, but it is not enough to get a few spirit cloths that can withstand superposition formations.

By the way, you have to buy a few of the top-grade Foundation Establishment Pills. If you don't like it, you can buy medicinal materials and learn how to refine it yourself.

The ore essence is also to be found, not a jade pendant, it would be good to carve a safety lock for Mao Mao to wear.By the way, make a few more killing arrays on it to be sure.

The ore for making swords has to be found. Of course, if his family Mao Mao doesn't want to take the road of kendo, Tianhuamen is actually a good choice.When the time comes, tell the head that there are other elders in the cultivation world who are stationed in Wanjianzong anyway, so it should be fine for him to go to Tianhuamen to live for a few hundred years.

... Yuanqing real person will cry, really.Is it something the Supreme Elder can do to settle in the other sect?

Mo Yu thought seriously, spirit stones are not a problem, although most of the sword cultivators of Wan Jianzong live below abject poverty - the love of swords in their hands needs to be maintained, and there is something wrong with the temperament of sword cultivators who love swords like fate Good things can come first with the sword, anyway, the cultivator has already been bigu, saving food money - but Mo Yu is definitely not one of them.

He has a good sword, and not only has he never needed any natural treasures for maintenance, but one night he even led Mo Yu to dig a mountain top, and dug out a hill-like high-grade spirit stone and a box of top-grade spirit stones, which were full of treasures. More than ten superior storage bags.

In his mind, he was thinking about the things he wanted to prepare for Mu Xuanying, but Mo Yu's movements were not slow, and he raised his hand, and the non-language sword was already suspended by his side.He leaned over to hug Mu Xuanying, and just about to put on the flying sword, his brows frowned suddenly, and his eyes looked in one direction like lightning.But after a while, Mo Yu withdrew his gaze, his expression indifferent.

But Mu Xuanying tugged Mo Yu's sleeve, and looked at Mo Yu with a small face wrinkled.

Mo Yu looked at Mu Xuanying, raised his hand and lightly pinched his cheeks, and said, "Okay."

Yecheng was one of the most prosperous cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Every day, I don't know how many people came in and out of the city, and people often passed by outside the city.Mo Yu only cast a blind eye on him and Mu Xuanying, so that they would not be seen by ordinary people, and he himself ignored the people passing by in the forest.

Tsk, vendettas are none of his business.

Frankly speaking, if it wasn't for the momentary spiritual energy fluctuation just now, Mo Yu didn't even notice that one of the two people who were confronting each other in the forest was a monk in the Qi refining period.

However, Mu Xuanying also noticed that fluctuation.

Especially in this aura fluctuation, there is such obvious malice.

His family is a rotten and well-meaning idiot, he has to watch carefully, so as not to be bullied by those guys who always love kindness and revenge!

The Feiyu sword was thrown back into the storage wristband by Mo Yu. He held Mu Xuanying in his arms, walked with restraint, and swept towards that direction silently.

When the two of them arrived at the place with subtle aura fluctuations, Mu Xuanying's brows were immediately frowned, her small face was tensed, and the fingers on Mo Yu's shoulders were unconsciously clenched.

Five miles south of Yecheng, in the dense forest, there were indeed two people confronting each other.

A person who looks about seventeen or eighteen, seven levels of qi refining, and a white brocade dress looks very expensive, but his gestures are a bit inconsistent, and there is a suppressed mania between his brows.He held a few spells in his hands, with a distorted smile on his lips, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

But the other person is obviously just an ordinary Houtian warrior, wearing a gray cloth bunt and holding an iron sword in his hand.But what is surprising is that his temperament is very special. Compared with the young man in brocade clothes, even though he is wearing common clothes, he is more like a son from a family.Even though he was caught in the killing array, he was calm and calm.

What made Mu Xuanying frown uncontrollably was that although the two were dressed in heaven and earth and had very different temperaments, their facial features were completely similar.

wrong!

Mu Xuanying narrowed her eyes slightly - not only seven points, but it should be exactly the same facial features, high nose, smiling lips, peach blossom eyes.However, compared to the femininity of the boy in white, that boy in commoner was as hot as tomorrow.

Although she didn't understand the cause and effect, Mu Xuanying had a very good impression of that commoner boy.

Moshang is like jade, a gentleman is unparalleled in the world, able to perfectly blend the nobility of a nobleman with the chicness of a man from the rivers and lakes, Mu Xuanying saw that this man had a bit of the demeanor of a Tibetan sword villa.

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the feet of the commoner boy.He has studied formations for more than a year, and has dabbled in the major killing formations. He can see that the formations that trapped the young man are extraordinary.It's a pity that the person who set up the formation was a waste, and his technique was rough, barely exerting one or two tenths of the power of the formation.

Even if this is the case, this formation can be promoted to the top rank of the Xuan rank in the fourth rank formation of Tiandi Xuanhuang, which shows that the original formation is extraordinary.

This kind of formation is definitely not something that ordinary sect disciples can come up with, but looking at the young man in brocade clothes, his spiritual roots are mixed, the spiritual roots of three lines of gold, wood and earth, and the root bones are only medium, it does not look like a big sect at all personal disciple.

I'm afraid it's an adventure, but so what if there is an adventure, if you don't have the right mind, you can't go far if you think about it.

But the young man in brocade clothes suddenly laughed, his smile was extremely gentle, but his eyes were twisted, and he said: "Brother, don't run away, you will fulfill my younger brother, will you?"

His fingers trembled and he straightened the spell in his hand. It wasn't nervousness, but excitement, like a person walking alone in the desert who finally saw the source of water. The longing in his eyes was almost greedy, and his voice was sharp and piercing: " It’s not me, brother, you should have died a year ago, you should have died long ago!!”

Mu Xuanying frowned tightly, is it really brothers reading the wall?But he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He and Mo Yu were not brothers but they were better than brothers. Well, they accidentally became lovers in the end cough cough.Although there are many brothers who turned against each other for martial arts cheats, gold and silver treasures, powerful and beautiful women, but Mu Xuanying felt that this was simply a human tragedy.

If Brother Yu drew his sword against him one day because of those things, he would cry to death.

As if seeing what Mu Xuanying was thinking, Mo Yu clicked his tongue lightly, raised his hand and stroked Mu Xuanying's upturned forehead, and said in a voice: 【Don't think wildly! ] There was no mixture of shock and anger, no questioning of grief, the casual boy in commoner clothes only sighed softly, his eyes were sad but looked straight at the boy in brocade clothes, without dodging or avoiding, he said lightly: "Don't Call me big brother...you are not my younger brother, you know that very well."

The complexion of the young man in brocade clothes suddenly twisted, and he said sharply, "Why am I not?! I am Fu Rongyang, the real Fu Rongyang! Big brother, Fu Rongzhao, I am your younger brother Fu Rongyang."

The author has something to say: This is Mo Yuda who is in the tangled mood of an old mother. This is the mood of parents O(∩_∩)O～