Mo Jiu Ye

This is a study room decorated very simply. There are only a few ink paintings on the walls. The brush strokes are fluent and have a sense of detached freedom. feel.There is a desk and chair by the window, the books on the case are a bit messy, and a cup of cold tea is placed next to the pen holder. The cold temperature seems to have explained that the person sitting on the chair with his back against the How long has the person maintained this motionless posture?

At this time, night had fallen, but there was no light in the study.For this person in front of them, the entire Wood Spirit family paid great respect, or it can be said to be in awe.Without his order, probably no one would have the guts to enter the study without permission.Even if it was the head of the Muling family with the most power, he just stood outside the house and asked respectfully, then left quietly.

Mu Lingluo sighed inwardly, it seemed that she was still too immature, she hadn't even noticed the secrets of the clan.If this person hadn't sent someone to inquire, I'm afraid she wouldn't even know the existence of this person.When will she be able to live without looking at other people's faces, and will be able to hold this Mu Ling family who gave birth to her and abandoned her in the palm of her hand.

Thousands of thoughts raced through his mind, but Mu Lingluo didn't dare to show the slightest bit on his face.Or rather, she tried to think of other thoughts in her mind just to distract her.After all, the person in front of her, even if she only gave her a back view, was far better than the harsh words of the patriarch.This man is indifferent and arrogant from the bottom of his heart, even this young girl who did not back down in the face of powerful people from all walks of life back then, and even spoke a lot of disdain, is also timid.

Mu Lingluo knelt obediently in front of the table, with her head lowered, her lips tightly pressed, her delicate face was pale, without any trace of blood.Even though cold sweat was creeping up on her forehead, almost soaking her bangs, she didn't dare to do the simple action of just raising her hand to wipe the sweat.

From the bottom of his heart, Mu Lingluo hoped that the man would say "get out" coldly.Even if the man said "get out", Mu Lingluo would not show the slightest anger, but would show ecstasy from the bottom of his heart.

Just as Mu Lingluo was praying silently in his heart, the man moved.

There was a small sound from the chair beneath him, but it was remarkably clear and piercing in the supposedly dead room.Almost at the moment when the voice sounded, Mu Lingluo's thin shoulders trembled, and the fear that was suppressed flashed across his lacquered eyes.

"That little guy from the fox tribe, Xue Qiangwei likes his blood?"

In the quiet room, there is a man's calm and unwavering voice. Although his voice is deep and magnetic, it is always the kind that girls like.But for a woman like Mu Lingluo, who maintains her youthful appearance but is actually as old as a young woman, what they pay more attention to is not such superficial things.Although the voice of the man in front of him was pleasant, Mu Lingluo cared more about his own life.

"I, my ancestor... Xuanhu King Su Yishang really made Xue Qiangwei extremely agitated, and she also had bloodthirsty characteristics." Mu Lingluo tried her best to calm down her voice, but the slightly trembling words made her heart The panic leaked out.

"Hmph." The man sneered, he didn't know if he was laughing at Xue Qiangwei's depravity or if the rumored outstanding junior of his clan flinched so much when facing him.

The man's eyes are like knives, just looking at others lightly will give them the illusion of being lingering.Although Mu Lingluo didn't look up, she really felt the disgust in the man's gaze.The man said slowly, his voice indifferent: "What about the four families?"

Mu Lingluo still didn't dare to look up, perhaps because she was used to being frozen in the air-conditioning, her words became coherent, and her confidence was a little stronger, saying: "The four families are all in a wait-and-see state, for the "Oracle" There is still hesitation in my heart about the things I mentioned.”

The surrounding air suddenly cooled down, and the pressure was so great that Mu Lingluo almost had the desire to pass out.But she didn't, although Mu Lingluo saw this man for the first time today, and didn't even see his face clearly, but Mu Lingluo, who was good at observing words and expressions since childhood, knew from the man's small words and emotions, His temperament is indifferent, and his strength is so strong that he doesn't even bother to calculate anything.For the younger generation with backbone, although it may offend slightly, he will appreciate it.But for someone who would faint under the pressure he just let off, he won't ever look at it again in his life.

Mu Lingluo gritted his teeth, slammed his forehead on the ground, and said anxiously: "Although the Mu Ling family is one of the five great families, they are human beings, and their bloodlines are thinned much faster than the four families. As long as the clan members marry outsiders , the bloodline will become weaker. But due to the internal marriage, the number of newborns in the clan is less than one year. But the other four families are not like this, except for the You family, those three families are the royal family of the same race. Marriage among clansmen weakens much less than that of the Muling family. The You family of the Shura clan is even more blessed, with a lifespan that is close to eternal life. Although newborns are rarely born, every child born, no matter whether it is with the The product of any race's marriage is pure Shura. The four families must be aware of it in their hearts, so they feel that the affairs of their own clan are not urgent, and they are somewhat interested in watching the Muling family's good show. After all... ..." Mu Lingluo swallowed cautiously, and said softly: "Although the five families are all descendants of gods, they are connected with each other, but in the end, they still want to pull out the top one."

"Really, stupid." The man's indifferent voice contained a touch of mockery and disdain, but it gave Mu Lingluo the feeling that it was a bit like the indifferent tone of a high god looking down on the world and seeing the ignorance of mortals.

Mu Lingluo's body shook, and he didn't dare to speak.

In three months, she was no longer the Mu Lingluo who used to be popular in the clan. She also knew her status, what should be said and what should not be said.What she just said was that Mu Lingluo was impatient, but it was also her words from the bottom of her heart, and it was words that she could accurately grasp the man's mind.

Since Mu Lingluo returned to Mu Ling's family three months ago with injuries all over her body, the task was not completed perfectly, and her right hand was also cut off. In a short time, she was reduced from a candidate for the next head of the patriarch of the sky to a candidate for the entire family. The joke, the cynicism of outsiders has made her spoiled mood on the verge of breaking out.What's more, the patriarch actually handed over the matter of uniting the other four families to herself. Normally, she would be happy, but when her strength receded and her right hand was missing, she knew in her heart that this was the fact that the clan was about to give up. her precursor.

It's not like she didn't know that when she was assigned this task, the patriarch summoned his son who was also an early fourth-order son from the forbidden area, and gave her detailed information about the four major families.The patriarch is a good face, the strong man who was at the fourth level was not the only one in Mu Lingluo, but also the only son of the patriarch.However, the patriarch was afraid that others would say that he suppressed the collateral, so he gave the wood spirit a chance to drop out of the mission.

Now that Mu Lingluo is back, the task says that she has not completed it, but in fact she has completed some of it—it was also because she was seriously injured that day, although at the moment Jiu Ye threw the scroll into the sky, she knew that this was the task she was looking for. s things.That thing is exactly the same as the "oracle" drawn on the ancient books handed down from ancient times that specifically records the will of the gods.Helpless, although Mu Lingluo is [-]% sure that these people don't know what it is, there are still too many people fighting for it.The power of everyone exploded at the same time, the attributes repelled each other, and finally the scroll was torn into pieces.Although Mu Lingluo was missing a hand, he was still quick-witted, and what he grabbed was the largest piece in the scroll.

Even for the sake of her injuries, she couldn't be abolished for a while.

After all, she is still a powerhouse of the fourth rank, although compared to the patriarch's son, she is considered weaker now.Regarding this situation, Mu Lingluo did not say that Jiuye had devoured her blood, but only said that it was because of her serious injury——when Mu Lingluo first returned to Mu Ling's house, she also wanted to inform the patriarch that she found someone It was able to devour the blood of the wood spirit, but before he opened his mouth, he was chilled by a series of actions by the patriarch.He also thought that the great crime of losing his own blood would most likely be brought up by the patriarch and magnified infinitely.Mu Lingluo no longer had the thought of being thankless, and secretly strengthened his will to take revenge in the future.

As Mu Lingluo expected, although the faces of the four great families were friendly, their words were full of excuses.It was to take out the fragments that were snatched that day, instill the spiritual power of the wood spirit, and let them see the words that appeared on it, but their answer was still to discuss.Mu Lingluo hated so much that she almost threw the table on the spot. If she hadn't considered her own situation, if she really offended the four great families, she would most likely be sent to them by the patriarch to apologize. Mu Lingluo really wanted to choke their necks , Let them open their eyes wide and take a good look at what is written on it!

This is nothing to do with the Muling family at all, what the hell are they doing so calmly! !

What hurt Mu Lingluo the most was that Princess Yushan of the Mermaid Clan would ask her why she fell into a coma when she entered the territory of Xiao Kingdom with herself, and did not wake up until after the ruins happened.

At that time, Mu Lingluo, who was choked half to death by them, returned her a very weak smile, and said in a softer voice than that little princess: "How do I know?"

Yes, how did she know! !The biggest loss that Mu Lingluo suffered in his life was when he entered the territory of Xiao Country.Under the embarrassment of that day, Mu Lingluo had thought more than once, why the members of the four great families fell into a coma as soon as they entered the territory of Xiao Kingdom, and she was the only one left!Only her! !Mu Lingluo didn't know why he was so stupid, so arrogant, he didn't inform the clan to send more people, and just hugged "Anyway, the world's cultivation base can't close the first-class master of the Mu Ling family, this time the credit is unique. This is God's will" thought, embarked on the path of self-destruction.

In the dead of night, when Mu Lingluo saw that only her right arm was left above the elbow, she bit her lip in hatred until her pink lip became bloody.

No one knows how much Mu Lingluo regrets now.

No one knew that apart from hating those clansmen who made trouble, she hated even more the man who devoured her blood and cut off her right hand.

I wish I could... peel him, skin him, twitch him, cut him into pieces!

……

"Oh? Who is that person?" The man's indifferent voice sounded beside her ears, but Mu Lingluo was surprised when she heard the question in the words. It turned out that she had murmured without knowing it.I don't know how much this old ancestor heard.

Mu Lingluo hurriedly leaned over and said, "That man is the elder brother of Xuanhu King, who was once a disciple of Kunlun Wonderland. Because of his identity and entanglement with the Blood Demon Lord, he was expelled from the gate a month ago." Mu Lingluo's left hand Touching the empty sleeve, there was hatred in his tone, "It was he who cut off the slave's right hand."

The man nodded noncommittally, and said: "So, his ability is not bad. But Kunlun, he really has the heart to drive him out."

"If you don't chase it, it won't happen." Thinking of Jiu Ye, Mu Lingluo's tone of voice was much less awe of men, and more hated towards Jiu Ye.She paused for a moment, and then said: "He and Xuanhu King entered the ruins that day, and they were enchanted on the spot before. I don't know why, when they reappeared a month later, all the symptoms of demonization disappeared. Later, maybe they were forced to go to the ruins. It’s a dead end, and it’s bewitched again. It’s just that this time the appearance is a little frightening, the hair is not hair, the eyes are not eyes. It looks a bit like a monster.”

Mu Lingluo's words definitely brought a strong personal emotional prejudice. After all, Jiuye's facial features are there. Even though the hair color and eyes are a bit different from ordinary people, there is a kind of mournful and bewitching at first glance. beauty of.

The man lacked interest, waved his hand casually, and said: "You drive back those juniors from the four families, and ask them to come to someone who can talk, just say that Mu Lingqingyue wants to see them."

Mu Lingluo was startled for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, looked at the man sitting by the table in astonishment, and opened his mouth slightly.After a while, Mu Lingluo, who realized that he had lost his composure, suddenly kowtowed and said in a trembling voice, "Your servant knows."

He was actually called Mu Ling Qingyue.He turned out to be the wood spirit Qingyue!

The name Mu Ling Qingyue is familiar to anyone from the Mu Ling family.This man is the first head of the Muling family.In the farthest past of Fuhuang, this man was favored by the gods, transformed his blood, and possessed the power of the earth that even the powerhouses of the fifth rank could not match.He is undoubtedly the existence of a demigod, and because of this, the Mu Ling family has the title of descendant of a god.

No wonder, even the patriarch called him "Old Ancestor".

Mu Lingluo clenched her lower lip, trying hard to restrain the trembling of her body.She did not leave immediately according to the words of the first Patriarch of the Muling Family, but instead knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said: "The old ancestor Rong, there is still one thing that I have not reported yet."

Man, no, Mu Ling Qingyue didn't speak, but just looked at Mu Lingluo quietly.With just one glance, Mu Lingluo had a feeling that if he hadn't said the reason, she wouldn't need to pass on what he said today, and it would be better if he just told his fate here.

Mu Lingluo didn't dare to raise his head, and said respectfully: "Xuanhu King's elder brother, Jiu Ye, besides being in a strange state of being enchanted, he can also..." Mu Lingluo bit his lip, hesitated, and said decisively: "He It can also devour the power of the blood in the body of the servant, this matter, I am sure!"

"Oh?" Mu Ling Qingyue's face was a little moved, and he said softly, "The power of devouring blood...that's strange." Mu Ling Qingyue didn't doubt the truth of this matter, after all, he could still see this woman After all, there is no lie.He nodded his head and said: "This Brother Xuanhu King is quite interesting. Inform the clan to bring these two brothers back and let me have a look."

"Yes, this servant is taking orders." Mu Lingluo felt slightly relieved when he saw that the man was not angry but showed a bit of interest.He bowed and exited the man's study room, and heaved a sigh of relief after walking two corridors away.

Mu Lingluo looked up at the dark sky, the moonless and starless night gave people an extremely depressing feeling.Mu Lingluo's five fingers in his sleeves were slowly clenched, and his delicate face gradually distorted.There was resentment and hatred in her voice, and she whispered: "Jiuye... Heh, King Xuanhu... Take your time, don't rush..."

In the study room, it was already completely blind.

Mu Ling Qingyue put his right elbow on the desk, resting his chin with one hand, and his left hand was playing with a master who was the size of a quail egg and shone brightly in the dark, and murmured: "Idiot, all Fool. It was like this 10 years ago, and it will still be the same after 10 years. You are all counting on God to do something, and you really think that she can’t love the world at the same time... I’m afraid, except for me, no one in this world knows that the real ruthless existence is God. Belong to..."

Mu Lingqing smiled lightly and tilted his head, the emerald blue light slightly illuminated the man's handsome face, as well as the soybean-sized five leaf-shaped imprints distributed in a fan shape between his eyebrows.

——And its color is purple.

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