Nameless Ghost Doctor

"You guys don't seem to be surprised that I came today." Mo Yuntian put down the tea in his hand, and it was already pitch black outside the window.

Wu Yuehen stood aside with a cold face, and Ye Mei smiled, "It's not true. It's a troubled time now, and it's the right thing for everyone to take care of and support each other and tide over the difficulties together."

"That's it." Mo Yuntian didn't stop for a moment, the agreement has been reached, and he has no reason to stay any longer, "But, does that really exist in this world?"

Wu Yuehen's eyes followed him, Ye Mei smiled and didn't answer, Mo Yuntian waved his hand, it didn't seem like he wanted to know, "I don't care about it, as long as the two of you can do what you say, that's fine." gone."

Mo Yuntian's face remained normal, as if he had expected the current situation, "Pavilion Master Mo Shao, do you really want to take back Moyu Pavilion?"

Mo Yuntian raised his head and moved his stiff neck, "This Young Pavilion Master is not mine in the first place, so how can I take it back?"

His dull tone seemed to disregard Moyu Pavilion, or he was very disappointed with that place.

"It turned out that after listening to some gossip in the Jianghu, he really had a relationship with Master Mo Shao. He was such an open-minded person. To a sect with a reputation in the Jianghu, he can be so free and easy. It is really awe-inspiring."

Mo Yuntian smiled wryly, "It's getting late, let's say goodbye, so there's no need to send it off."

"Pavilion Master Mo, go slowly."

As soon as Mo Yuntian left, Wuyuehen's face became even more gloomy, Hongyu walked out from the darkness, Ye Mei nodded to him, and the three of them sat down around the table again.

"Now, it's time for the martial arts conference." Ye Mei went through the whole plan in her head several times before opening her eyes and said in a deep voice.

The day of the martial arts conference.

"Abbot Jianan of Shaolin Temple and his disciples enter."

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"Zhou Luan, head of Moshang Huadai, enters the arena."

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"Moyu Pavilion, Mo Yuntian enters the arena."

"Did I hear you right? Didn't Mo Yuntian get kicked out by Mo Yu Pavilion? Dare to come?"

The chattering crowd, when they heard Mo Yuntian's name, were silent for a while, and then suddenly broke out.

"It's really Mo Yuntian, it's really Mo Yuntian."

"If I were him, I wouldn't come! What is this called?!"

There are many well-informed people in the crowd, and some people who are not well-informed can't make sense of it. Just ask people when you catch them.

"Is this Mo Yuntian the Young Pavilion Master of Moyu Pavilion?"

"What kind of Young Pavilion Master is he? He's an outcast! In such a big martial arts conference, where all the heroes gathered, Mo Yu Pavilion came to him alone. Isn't this asking people to die in vain?"

"Who said, what about abandoning sons and not abandoning sons, there is no news from Moyu Pavilion so far, I count you guys, take it easy, some words are too early."

There are still those who have not figured out the situation, "Did something happen to Moyu Pavilion? It is impossible to let the future pavilion owner take such a risk. Could it be that this young pavilion owner is young and successful, and Moyu Pavilion dares to do that?"

Some people with justice in their hearts only think that this reason can convince the public, so they can't help but look at Mo Yuntian a few times.

"You are so young and successful, I'm afraid you don't know. The original little Mo Shaoge made meritorious service in the capital and killed Moyu Pavilion..."

As soon as someone praised Mo Yuntian, some people immediately couldn't bear to be a teacher, and began to explain and analyze to others.

Everyone was chattering and discussing, the audience was talking enthusiastically, and the ears of the people on the stage were not in vain. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the children of each family looked at Mo Yuntian a few times, and at the same time, they did not forget to show a lot of sympathy.

There was only one gaze that was different from the others, and the contempt revealed in it almost made him suspect that his elder brother had come to the martial arts conference in person to see how embarrassed he was.

Following his gaze from a distance, he turned out to be a familiar young monk, "This man is... I shouldn't have offended him, right?" Mo Yuntian thought for a moment, and then he remembered who this monk is. Besides the flower monk Yayoi who is greedy for Qiu Muxue, who else can it be?

Mo Yuntian turned his face away in boredom, and sat quietly in his place, "The people in the lord's mansion are not simple, they really know how to look at the dishes, and now they even save the title of 'Young Pavilion Master', it really is not General place. '

Mo Yuntian sighed in his heart, neither sad nor happy nor angry, quietly and indifferently continued his playboy demeanor, the comments of others did not affect his good mood at all.

The older seniors also looked sideways at him, and they all admired in their hearts, "It's not easy for this young pavilion master to have such a detached mentality at such a young age." '

Yang Zimo suppressed the anger in his heart, and his voice was full of sweetness. He was about to scold the group of strongest guys who didn't guard the door, but when he saw Mo Yuntian's indifferent look, he felt very sad again.

Qiu Muxue did not attend with them. Yayoi withdrew his search gaze, feeling a little disappointed. Since returning to Wuling City, he had never seen Qiu Muxue again. Now that he managed to meet him, he couldn't find him anyway. people.

'This Mo Yuntian is really stubborn. He was targeted so hard, but he didn't say anything. Miss Qiu is really blind. She followed such an empty-hearted counselor. Let me see, Miss Qiu left you and followed her. I am king!

This martial arts conference came at the right time, just in time for me to show off. '

Mi Le frowned, looking at Yayoi's eagerness to try, he knew what he was paying attention to, looked around, but did not see Qiu Muxue, so he was relieved, but he couldn't help worrying.

"division……"

"Mi Le, go and see Moshanghua's acting head, I think she has a bad face, and I'm afraid she won't be able to support the martial arts leader."

Just as Mi Le was about to talk to Yayoi, he was sent out by Canaan. Mi Le opened his mouth and went to Moshanghua.

Seeing someone coming, Nangong Yu stepped forward to deal with it by herself, so as not to make Zhou Luan tired. Zhou Luan sat on the seat, although her face was powdered, it couldn't stop her face from getting whiter and paler, and the color of rouge gradually left red lips.

"Little master, please stop." Nangong Yu blocked between the two of them, Mi Le couldn't see Zhou Luan, and even if he saw her, he couldn't tell whether she was good or bad.

Mi Le clasped his hands together, and the two greeted each other, "Almsgiver, the abbot of our temple, Jianan, sent me some things." After finishing speaking, he took out a small clay bottle, "I hope the acting head of your sect will accept it." .”

Nangong Yu was a little surprised. He wanted to ask, but he saw that he wanted to leave, "Please also ask my little master to thank Abbot Jianan for me."

Seeing that he put away the porcelain vase, Canaan felt relieved, "Ye Mei will not come back this time just for one thing, it's better to pay more attention to Moshang Hua." '

Nangong Yu looked at the things in his hands, put them away silently, and returned to Zhou Luan, "You'd better put on your veil, and stop doing it if people see it."