When the girl picked up the clothes that fell on the ground with her bare hands, Mo Tong subconsciously looked away and quietly walked out.

"He" walked slowly out of the mountain, where there was snow all year round, and the large snow was blown by the biting cold wind on his face stinging, and this pain suppressed the heat in my heart.

Mo Tong's black eyes were low, "he" looks ugly, and where did he pretend to be a man to pursue a girl?

Love doesn't know where it comes from, and is deeply affectionate.

In fact, "he" hasn't understood why he was moved to the girl until now. He has seen very little in the past few years, but he can focus on her every time. As time passes, "he" reacts, everything is too late. NS.

In fact, Mo Tong's enthusiasm is not a natural act, but a push by a caring person.

Yan Wuxie felt the extremely fast vibration of his heart, and subconsciously touched the girl in the mirror with her fingers. When she reacted, shock and disgust appeared on her extremely pure face.

The uncontrolled reaction made her more unable to endure the torture of fate.

One day, this established fate will be broken by her.

Yan Wuxie didn't want to stay in this emotion for too long, so she quickly closed the water mirror, just missing the time when the little bat came out.

After a few years, the ugly bat had the power to transform into a human form. She curled her lips and smiled, and wrapped her body up when the girl got dressed, her charming purple eyes revealed her affection for Mu Huan.

"Little girl, why don't you look back at me?"

Mu Huan turned her back to her and snorted coldly: "You can change your clothes before you talk. Wearing so few pieces of clothes is the same as not wearing them, with arms and legs exposed, it's ugly."

"Is it really ugly? I think you are afraid that I will hook your heart, right?" Yarell chuckled, "Besides, this is your modern outfit. Where did you show it? Before you said I was old-fashioned, now Old Antique is afraid it will be you."

"Strong words are unreasonable." Mu Huan simply stepped out of the door, ignoring the little bat's twittering words.

For six or seven years, after knowing that the little bat can incarnate and spit out people, she always pestered herself to say something that she hadn't remembered, and talk nonsense. Mu Huan started to be a fun listener, but she said that she became bored. Now the little bat consciously hides aside as long as she says "the past," making Yarell feel wronged and unable to speak.

Ariel sighed, who caused the little girl to lose her memory, take it easy.

After thinking about it, she became a little bat again and went into the space of the pet to rest.

A rough voice came, and Mu Huan, who had just left the cave, saw the two figures in front of him at a glance, and one of the thin figures was her senior.

"Hey, which main peak's closed disciple are you, whose aura is so low that you are actually a closed disciple?"

The man could tell at a glance that Mo Tong was wearing the clothes of an inner disciple, but his strength was so low and his age was so big, it really made him surprised and jealous.

"Why don't you speak?"

The man asked again several times.

Mo Tong looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you."

This person was wearing the clothes and clothes of other sect disciples. No wonder he didn't know about him. In that case, he didn't need to bother about the inexplicable provocation of this person.

The black-faced man with a big axe tied to his arms and well-defined muscles, he said coarsely, "You, a white-skinned boy with only three or four layers of strength, dare you to talk to me like this? I won't give it. Take a look at it!"

The reckless man swung his big axe in a bulging style, and when he said nothing, he was forced to shoot. Mo Tong's face was surprised. Lidao heard that "he" was thrown into a safe area by the incoming people, and only a thin and petite figure could be seen in the shadow of the sword and the stubborn man.

"Junior Sister!"

"Ha, no matter how many people come, I won't be afraid." The reckless man laughed, thinking that the girl who appeared suddenly and the ugly inner disciple had the same level of cultivation, and his behavior could not help but slowed down.

[The disciples of the first sect are no more than that. 】

In the past few years, Mu Huan had developed the habit of protecting Mo Tong behind her back. Under the provocation of the black-haired man, she drew her sword to resolve the attack on Mo Tong and stabbed it back.

The sword mark is waveless, as light as a cloud.

The battle ended in the blink of an eye, and the sudden change left the reckless man in a daze.

Mu Huan's plain sword pointed directly at the opponent. The rash man was sweating, and the threat of death was close at hand. He swallowed: "The Zongmen Grand Tournament has not yet begun. No disciple casualties, you can't kill me!"

"Heh." After Mu Huan heard these words, the tip of the sword moved a bit forward, and a blood mark was drawn out in the sky. The man sat on the ground in fright and quickly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, I'm from another sect to compete, please You let me go."

"Xiuxian really dropped the price for you."

Mu Huan took the saber back, and stared at the frightened man with a cold gaze, "Other sect disciples dare to trouble the first sect disciple? Although the visitor is a guest, if you come to trouble again , I don’t mind taking care of the evil by hand. Since you know that we are closed disciples, you naturally know the credibility of what I said."

The words made the man's face blushing, and he glared at the two in anger, and when Mu Huan looked over with cold eyes, he quickly flees with fright.

Mo Tong's eyes lit up the moment Mu Huan appeared.

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Mu Huan put away the sword, with cold eyebrows, "Don't call me junior sister, I don't have a weak senior brother like you."

Mo Tong was sad. "He" felt that Xuefeng's wind was really cool. Although she knew that the girl did not treat "he" as a senior, she was still sad to hear this.

Why is the strength of "he" so weak? Even if the spiritual root is not good enough, it will not help to practice continuously day and night for several years. Moreover, he often provokes other people's provocations, which brings a lot of trouble to Mu Huan.

The people behind him remained silent, and Mu Huan was not a fool, and the servant was sad Qiuyue again.

She is only used to her tongue, and she can take the initiative to protect Mo Tong from being bullied. There is no such thing as disgusting him on her face. Some words just stabbed people inadvertently.

"Hey, haven't followed up yet. Didn't you say that Master asked us to go to the martial arts to meet the new disciples?"

Mu Huan turned his head to block the slight heat at the base of his ears, and subconsciously touched his ears with his right hand, "Besides, there are other sect disciples coming over today. If someone offends our sect on the spot, if I accidentally go up and hit someone. Now, Master asked me that you must share the responsibility with me, and who made you the senior brother first."

Mo Tong's mood became clear all of a sudden, "he" smiled and nodded, "Okay."

It turns out... "He" is still useful.

And "he" knew that Junior Sister's original intention was not like this. She was always bad at words, but she was kind-hearted, and she didn't see "he" being bullied by others, so she took the initiative.

Her own hypothesis is not true at all. Every time it is obviously that "he" provokes others for no reason, the person who solves it is the younger sister.

Perhaps this is the case. In the past few years, two people have not spent much time together, so "he" will gradually become tempted by Mu Huan.

The two walked by swords, put away their auras when passing through the secret realm, and walked on foot. This kind of mystery is generally aware of practitioners and will automatically involve people in it.

What Mo Tong didn't expect was that the stubborn man who had been let go stopped them at the door of the secret realm. Mu Huan just prepared to express his sarcasm, but was disrupted by the aura of the rash man who suddenly attacked Mo Tong.

Mo Tong was directly hit by the door of the secret realm, and the secret realm suddenly sensed the existence of spiritual energy, and sucked Mo Tong vigorously into it, and Mu Huan hurriedly took Mo Tong's hand when he saw it.

Mo Tong was very knowledgeable. Although he couldn't improve his spiritual energy, "he" read a lot of books and recognized at a glance that this cave was a trial secret for the Golden Core disciples.

Moreover, this secret realm was blown by the reckless man's weapon to connect to another cave. Seeing the specific appearance of the cave, Mo Tong's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly called Mu Huan to let go.

"Junior sister let go!" Mo Tong smiled bitterly. "His" hands no longer worked hard, but unexpectedly Mu Huan turned his natal saber into a rope and tightly tied "him".

"Shut up!" Mu Huan shouted coldly, "I can take you out."

The rugged man took out a big golden fan and pushed the two of them into another deep black hole. Mu Huan sneered with his lips and sneered. He wanted to teach the rash man a deeper lesson, but unexpectedly, the suction of the black hole was very strong. She was actually If you can't help it, drill in.

The reckless man in front of him mocked, "What I have in my hand is the treasure of Brother Jindan, which is more than enough to deal with you."

He hated it when he thought of being crushed and beaten by this woman today.

"I heard that this is the training secret realm of your sect's golden core disciples. You two disciples who don't have to build a foundation will wait to die, hahaha!"

Above Yunfeng, Yan Wuxie, who was in retreat and adjusted his breath, felt the sudden red light from Jian Sui, and suddenly opened his eyes.

With a finger pinch, it was actually two people who had trouble at the same time!

Yan Wuxi frowned, and the two of them were actually framed and entered the illusion of trial that can only be entered by the golden core disciples.

If the two are not brought out in time, they are afraid they will lose their lives.

Inner demons naturally arouse resentment and can arouse the envy of others. Yan Wuxi was not surprised that Mo Tong was able to provoke other people's provocative jealousy for such a thrilling result for no reason.

But what she didn't expect was that Mo Tong's accident involved Mu Huan by the way.

The two closed disciples disappeared for no reason, and she had to come forward to resolve the matter.

Yan Wuxie's white shirt fluttered, and the sword spike swayed gently around her waist, her eyes gloomy.

Mu Huan and the heart demon fell into a illusion and disappeared. In short, before the plan was implemented, the two had nothing to do, otherwise they would miss the road.

She took a step forward and suppressed her strength in the Golden Core Stage, which was worthy of entering the illusion.

The illusion is a small world that tests the character of Jin Dan disciples. Regardless of the level of talent in the realm, it has nothing to do with the test of the illusion. In short, this is a game of character.

The entrant loses all memories, and everything grows up based on the background given by the illusion. If indulging in it and failing to notice the strangeness, they will stay here forever without being freed.

Yan Wuxie cultivates the ruthless Tao and can see through all illusions. She is conscious that this illusion poses no threat to her, but she does not know that she has lost all her memories just after stepping into the illusion and successfully integrated into it without a stick of incense.

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