Return to Xianyuan Continent

Mo Qing'an suddenly opened his eyes again, but Lin Feiluo was still not around him.Looking at the cool moonlight outside the window, he stepped on the cold floor with bare feet, walked to the soft floor of the cubicle, picked up a jug of dirty wine, and gulped it down.

Tonight is the No.30 night, the No.30 night when he lost his husband.

Since the first day he opened his eyes, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. He can't forget the scene of Lin Feiluo being blown away by the fireball in his dream. As long as he closes his eyes, the picture that comes to mind is that the husband is covered all over his body. It's blood lying on the ground with unknown life and death...

Guilty and remorse?sad?He has both, but he is more afraid.Afraid of losing, losing the full love and burning embrace of my husband.

Even if the ancestor of the Wang family is gone, so is the Wang family, so what?None of this can get his husband back.

Mo Qing'an threw away the flagon and lay on the ground drunk: "Husband, where are you~"

Hao Kong heard the movement in Mo Qing'an's courtyard, why is this apprentice getting more and more stupid?They all hinted at him, Lin Feiluo is not dead...why still can't understand people's words?

The Wang family is indeed gone, but it doesn't mean that Lin Feiluo is safe.Because when the patriarch of the Wang family died, he revealed to the world of the Xianyuan master that Lin Feiluo was pregnant with the beast fire!

What does this mean?It means that a child is crossing the street with a Zijin card in his arms, revealing to everyone that you are here to snatch me!

Even though Lin Feiluo's death is unknown now, his portraits have been spread all over the Shixian Empire, and even every family in Wangcheng has their eyes on Lin Feiluo.So let alone showing up, Lin Feiluo didn't even dare to spend his Zijin Card.

As for why Wang Chenglin's family didn't protect him?Heh, the current head of the Lin family has been unable to hold on for a few years, and his son has already been eyeing the chair under his buttocks!If Lin Feiluo is saved, the words of the elders of the Lin family may come true. What do you think those people are willing to do?

Under such circumstances, Mo Qing'an's identity has already been stripped away by everyone, even the Lin family who is far away in Ping'an City...so don't talk about contacting Mo Qing'an, even Lin Feiluo doesn't even have letter paper. I dare not write the last one.

Of course, it's not that he didn't escort Lin Feiluo, at least the Qing clan in Wangcheng still said a few words for him.It's just that they are outnumbered and have no effect.

If Lin Feiluo wants to get rid of this predicament, he has two methods: First, he has a venerable Master Xianyuan to escort him!Second, he himself became a Xianyuan master above Xianyuan Zun!

Otherwise, he would just remain anonymous for the rest of his life.

As for why Hao Kong was sure that Lin Feiluo was not dead, it was because before Wang Chenghu died, he searched Wang Chenghu's soul!

Haokong grabbed the idiot apprentice by his collar and threw him on the bed, of course, it was the uncle Bairan who was on top of him.

Recently, he got a magic core of a high-level monster, and this little thing on his body slapped him shamelessly. He insisted on eating the magic core, otherwise it would not go away.

After I finally got it to eat tonight, I was willing to close its big round eyes and go to sleep!

As for Lin Feiluo, who was shouting and killing everyone, where did he go?

"Mo Luo, today's harvest is good!" Mao Qing was about to pat Mo Luo on the shoulder, but when he saw the scars on his face, he couldn't help stretching his hand back. He was afraid... It is too vicious.

I don't know where this man came from. When the villagers rescued him, his whole body was covered with burn marks, and even his face was covered with scars, making him unrecognizable.

And when he woke up, he didn't remember anything.He only knew his own name, Mo Luo.

Because he lost his memory, the villagers couldn't drive him away to do anything, they could only keep him to do odd jobs!

The people in the village did not expect that although this person lost his memory, he still had a force value left.

At the beginning, he ran to the small monster forest in the back mountain, and everyone was in a hurry, but there was no Master Xianyuan in the village, so no one dared to venture into the back mountain, so they could only dare not enter the mountain in a hurry.

When he ran out, seeing that he was intact and nothing had happened, I just thought he was lucky!

The second time, they couldn't stop him from going in... As time passed, everyone in the village got used to it.Everyone just thinks that he is lucky, has a little force value, and can occasionally add some game back.

It wasn't until half a month ago that the incoming wave of small beasts allowed them to see Mo Luo's ferocity!

The climate here is dry and very hot.As for how hot it is?It just feels thirsty to say a word, and basically everyone in the village has a white layer of dead skin on their lips.

It has been half a year without a single drop of rain, if not for the spring in their village, they would have died of thirst!

The hot climate is not only difficult for people, but also for Warcraft.

The tide of small animals in their village was precisely because of this spring.

Humans need clean water; so do monsters.When Warcraft found the water source, what was the first reaction?

Then kill all the creatures that threaten them and prevent them from robbing the water source!

The wave of small beasts came, and those magical beasts wantonly culled and killed these villagers who had no ability to resist.

That day, if Mo Luo hadn't been here, they might have lost their village...

Mao Qing will always remember that day, Mo Luo rushed the villagers into the village, and he guarded the intersection into the village like a god of death.

The whole body exudes a golden light, with a huge hammer in his hand, the monsters come to kill one, come to smash a pair!

It's like killing a god when encountering a god, and killing a Buddha when encountering a Buddha.

Mo Luo slapped him on the head, and his deep male voice beat on Mao Qing's heart like a gong and drum: "It's not big or small, what's your name?"

"Master~" Mao Qing was only a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, seeing Mo Luo's tall and stalwart body, he kept thinking in his heart, for fear of being beaten.

Mao Qing is an orphan in this Maojia village, no one cares about him, and he is always idle and idle.But his nature is not bad, that day when the monsters attacked, although he was small, he would not back down, and rushed to the front alone desperately.

After this, Mo Luo was moved with compassion, checked that his roots were not bad, and barely contained a trace of fire talent, so he accepted him as an apprentice.

As soon as he accepted his disciples, the villagers also begged to come over.It's a pity that, except for Mao Qing who barely has a trace of talent in this Maojia Village, no one has attributes!

Although the villagers are regretful, there is nothing they can do... Some things are indeed destined!

Mo Luo had expected this to happen.

Why is it said that Xianyuan masters are the easiest to produce from a family of Xianyuan masters?Because most of the talent attributes are passed down according to the blood of the parents!

Mo Luo has three lines of talent because his family inherited the metal line of talent from generation to generation. His grandmother and mother came from the same wood line talent family, but his mother came from the blacksmith family that was passed down from generation to generation!

Under such circumstances, Mo Luo possessed three types of talents with a certain probability.It can be said that God's favor...

Because of Mao Qing's background, after accepting him as an apprentice, he was beaten quite a lot by Mo Luo!

Mo Luo came back from practice early in the morning, but he was still asleep - this needs to be punished.

When Mo Luo went hunting in the back mountain, he hadn't finished his set of punches-this also needs to be punished.

Mo Luo asked him to fetch water and cook, but he refused—and he needed to be punished.

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For various reasons, Mao Qingke suffered a lot of beatings.What's more, Mo Luo used all skillful energy, and the wound could not be seen even after being hurt, which made Mao Qing unable to tell the pain!

"Is the meal ready?" Mo Luo looked at Mao Qing's sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and was indifferent to his coquettishness... Mo Luo couldn't help rubbing his thumb and ring finger, as if Fu Lang's delicate skin still remained on his hand .

"Horse, right now." Mao Qing glanced at Mo Luo, stepped on two chopstick legs, and ran quickly towards the small kitchen in Mao's house.

Regarding Jinhua City, who is the biggest winner?

Gu Xifeng was lying on the soft green grass, with his hands resting on his neck, and a refreshing breeze was blowing.

Although things did not develop according to the plot he expected, but his goal was achieved, right?

This matter has made it easier for Situ Mansion and the old fox at home... His original intention was to get rid of Wang Chengfeng and cancel his marriage.

But I didn't expect Lin Feiluo's idiot's background to be so big, there is actually a husband who has Xian Yuanzun as his master!

Xian Yuanzun rushed to Jinhua City in a few days, and killed that old man Wang Chenghu on the same day.

But that old man Wang Chenghu is not easy to get along with, if begging for mercy fails, then let the fish die!Before he died, he yelled out with his celestial power—the fact that Lin Feiluo possessed the beast fire!

Xianyuanjun's last bit of Xianyuan power was not thin, and he directly spread the voice in Jinhua County.

Master Xianyuan has always been sensitive to beast fire.However, in just two days, Lin Feiluo's life was checked out.

Gu Xifeng squinted his eyes. His plan was to use Lin Feiluo to let him defeat him. In the end, he would give up on himself because of failure. In the end, the sea of ​​qi broke unexpectedly...

But I didn't expect that Lin Feiluo would be possessed by such bad luck, using the beast fire, and Wang Chengfeng would even spot it!

Tell him to run quickly, but he doesn't run away.

"Gu Xifeng, you won!"

Gu Xifeng listened to the voice, tilted his head, and returned to his usual proud appearance: "Situ Yu, what are you talking about, why can't I understand what you mean?"

Situ Yu sneered, walked to his side, bent down and sniffed his ear, as if he was confirming something, and finally he said softly and firmly: "That day in Lieyang Tower, the one who got me drunk was you!"

Gu Xifeng quickly pushed Situ Yu away, and loudly denied: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Before Wang Chengfeng fled, he told me that you are twins!" Situ Yu wrapped his arms around his sensitive waist, successfully looked at his softened body, and smiled: "Now, what are you still denying?"

"Bastard!" Gu Xifeng slapped him on the face angrily, looked at the slapped finger prints on his face, clenched his fists, snorted coldly, and walked away without looking back!