Marry Long Aotian

Mo Yang was finally tied up with a rope.

He was also beaten up and asked about the whereabouts of the treasure. Mo Yang couldn't tell, so his nose was broken, and he curled up on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

Seeing this, the only female disciple among them curled her hair with a smile: "Senior Brother Meng, he looks so good-looking, are you willing?"

The Senior Brother Meng she was talking about was the one who rummaged through Mo Yang's things just now, and he was the one who started beating people first to vent his hatred.Meng Di is a disciple of Huangfeng Sect. He cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment. He originally went with his junior sister Zhao Tong. Later, he saw that Li Shi had treasure hunting skills, so he joined.

He has the highest level of cultivation and is a swordsman, so no one else dares to offend him.

Meng Di showed a disgusted expression: "Junior Sister, don't make such a joke."

Zhao Tong knew that he hated this, so he immediately comforted him: "Okay, brother, let's look around again. Fellow Daoist Shi, have you found any clues?"

She was dressed in a red dress, with a graceful figure and a smile on her face. Li Shi couldn't help but take a second look: "Not yet, let's find a place to rest for now, and continue tomorrow."

Zhao Tong glanced at the eyebrows, and quickly said: "Okay."

The remaining two people have no objection, they are not as good as Zhao Tong and Meng Di, so they only protect Li Shi by the side and do some chores by the way.

Before dark, they found a river valley to start a fire, and pitched a tent. They threw Mo Yang beside a tree, and no one cared about his life.

Even his backpack was thrown on the ground before and could not be found.

Mo Cai had a nosebleed, carefully observing his surroundings, looking for opportunities to escape.

He was quite calm at this time.

Looking at it, he really found something: the forest is very foggy... and the foundation building period has just cultivated the consciousness, so the scope of exploration is very small.Mo Yang thought, if he could run in, they might not be able to catch him.

No matter how bad it is, you can climb up the tree and hang out for two or three days.

Mo Yang moved the rope, probably to see that he hadn't even reached the point of drawing air into his body, and Meng Di didn't use a weapon to tie him up. The rope was just an ordinary rope, and the system could cut it.

But the trouble is that this group of people will send people to watch the night.

Mo Yang waited quietly, with his back to them, pretending to be asleep.

Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly heard movement behind him.First it was the female disciple's voice, and then a low whisper.

"Du Hui, you've worked hard today, so I'll watch in the second half." Zhao Tong came out of the temporary tent and sat next to Du Hui who was on guard with a smile.

Du Hui was flattered. He and the other person had always been on the fringes of the team. He had never been comforted by Zhao Tong's soft words. His blood surged up and he was dizzy: "...Yes."

Zhao Tong coaxed a few more words, then said with a coquettish smile, "Go quickly."

Du Hui returned to his tent, and the voice behind him gradually subsided.Mo Cai slowed down his breathing and closed his eyes, but his spirit became more and more clear.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, two figures quietly left the camp. Mo Yang narrowed his eyes and found that it was Zhao Tong and Li Shi.

He pretended to turn over as if nothing had happened, and found that everyone else was in the tent, most likely asleep.

Mo Yang licked his lips, and said to 996 in his heart, "Cut the rope."

A warm current emanated from Mo Yang's palm, and the rope binding his limbs broke silently in an instant.

But this also used up his health for several days.

After Mo Chao confirmed it was safe again, he tiptoed out of the camp.It was also fortunate that there were few dead branches and fallen leaves on this road, so he didn't make a sound, and when he ran away completely, Mo Yang's heart was about to jump out of his throat.

But he really escaped!

Mo Yang wept with joy, because he was afraid of going back to the camp, he kept running in the direction of the protagonist for an unknown amount of time, and when he reached a broken pit, he stopped and calmed down for his breath.

"Hey." Mo Yang wiped the sweat from his head with a smile on his face.

But Mo Yang hadn't caught his breath yet, when he suddenly heard a charming laugh, which made his skin crawl all over.

He couldn't help but hold his breath, carefully discerned, and found that the charming smile was not directed at him, but came from the broken pit in front.And he still recognized this voice, it was that female disciple!

Mo Yang shook his head behind his back, and didn't want to hear it, but the voice kept coming intermittently:

"Brother Li, you are really kind..."

"Better than Meng Di?"

"Pfft, are you jealous?"

"Don't follow him, follow me."

"Then you have to give me the chipmunk. I think it's so cute. I've wanted to raise a spirit animal for a long time."

"As long as you and me, let alone a beast, I will give you my life..."

Afterwards, there was a lot of obscene words, and Mo Yang's ears were numb. Just when he was about to risk his footsteps and run away, Zhao Tong's voice suddenly changed, and he screamed suddenly:

"Ah! Brother! Don't—"

Suddenly, the Faguang shot up into the sky, and Mo Yang turned his head to see that Meng Di was holding a sword under the Faguang, and a sword passed through Li Shi's chest, with a ferocious expression like a ghost.But Li Shi obviously didn't expect that Zhao Tong was naked and screamed desperately with only a pair of trousers around his body in time.

Spicy eyes——

"Senior brother, don't kill me!" Zhao Tong held Meng Di's sword, trembling, "I just want Li Shi's spirit beast, I don't really like him, I only like senior brother!"

"There's no need to say anything, just feed the dog the previous friendship!" Meng Di was furious.

Mo Yang knew something was wrong, and took advantage of the entanglement between the two of them, he sneaked away.His heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't know when Meng Di left the camp, let alone if he found out that he had run away!

Apparently his concerns were not fake.

It is true that Meng Di did not only come to catch traitors, I don't know what Zhao Tong said to him to let him put aside his grievances temporarily, but within half a stick of incense, everyone in the camp dispersed and chased and killed Mo Yang.

There is the faint sound of Yujian in the woods.

Mo Yang ran forward desperately, and soon tasted the bloody smell in his throat, but he didn't dare to stop at all.

There was a thick fog in front of him, and he didn't know if he would bump into someone head-on, and then his neck would be cut off with a sword.Mo Yang was so anxious that he almost cried, looking at the virtual compass on the game panel, it was the first time that he was so eager to see the protagonist.

But the compass is only one direction, Yan Lingyun may be far away from him, and he can't catch up even if he runs away.

"Found it! Here it is!" Du Hui jumped among the treetops and saw Mo Yang, "Fellow Daoist Meng!"

Mo Yang felt like falling into an ice cave, but he didn't know what to do, he just kept running forward in vain.

But when he looked back, he saw Meng Di who was coming straight towards him with his sword, and Li Shi's blood was still on the sword.

Mo Yang really cried out, whimpering in his throat, trying to run forward, silently reciting the great summoning spell——

Come out!main character!

Come out!

Come out!

I don't know if it's because I was too longing for the illusion, but in Mo Yang's tears-drenched eyesight, there seemed to be a broad figure with a sword on his back, shadowy in the mist, holding a gourd of wine, taking a sip.

As if hearing the sound, the figure paused and turned around.

Yan Lingyun is used to murdering and stealing goods in secret realms. Although he doesn't do it himself, he can't control whether others do it or not. Besides, saving someone may not be right, so he has always been too lazy to intervene in disputes.

A monk competes with the sky for his life, and he should be proud of his life and death.

But when he turned his face, he saw Mo Yang, his plump cheeks had become thinner again, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, covered with a lot of ashes.But then raised a surprised smile and rushed towards him.

Yan Lingyun subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it. Originally, Mo Yang just wanted to drag his arm to the brakes and hide behind him, but when he was stunned, he hugged him directly.

Warm but weird.

This was Mo Yang's first reaction, and his second reaction was that he hugged him back tightly, for fear that the protagonist would abandon him.

Yan Lingyun's body temperature was so warm that his limbs came alive, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Fortunately, the protagonist did not abandon him.

Meng Di, who was chasing after him, quickly withdrew his sword at the last moment. Zhao Tong came late, and when he saw Yan Lingyun's aura, his face suddenly turned pale.

The peak of Huayuan!

Yan Lingyun looked at them.

This time it was Meng Di's turn to feel fear, and he opened his mouth to test: "I am Meng Di, an inner disciple of Huangfeng Sect. I don't know what sect and sect you are from, and where did you come from? There may be some misunderstandings."

"Relentless Sword School, Yan Lingyun," Yan Lingyun said coldly, "Get lost."

Meng Di and Zhao Tong were startled when they heard the Merciless Sword Sect, and when they heard the name Yan Lingyun, how could they dare to speak up and resist.He apologized repeatedly, and hurriedly wanted to leave.

If they knew that Mo Yang was having an affair with Yan Lingyun, who was famous in the cultivation world, how would they dare to make things difficult for him!

Meng Di stood up with his sword, and Zhao Tong wanted to go with him, because she hadn't built her foundation yet and couldn't fly.But Meng Di pushed her hand away, and impatiently took a step first, fearing that if he walked too slowly, he would be punished.

Zhao Tong gritted his teeth, but he could only walk away quickly.

But before Meng Di flew far, he heard Yan Lingyun's cold and ethereal voice: "It's too slow."

The wind stagnated, and Meng Di turned his head in horror, only to see the sword intent majestic like mountains and seas coming out of the young man. At that moment, the golden light was shining brightly. He was still hugging the man, as if looking at Mo Yang's bald forehead , The white clothes are cold.

Meng Di's sword was like a chicken and a dog in front of such a mighty force, and he, together with himself, was crushed into fly ash in an instant.

Not even half a scream.

Zhao Tong witnessed everything, and his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

But fortunately, after the sword intent killed Meng Di, it returned to the young man, and had no interest in killing her.