Chapter 211

I don't know the Ximen family's Fengming formula, but judging from the situation of Ximen language's soaring momentum, this Fengming formula is really not an ordinary skill. Mo Li has to admit that he is at a disadvantage in the battle of Ximen language. This is because he knows that there is the spirit of Youlong in the sea. If other people face the momentum of Ximen language, they may even lose the courage to resist at that moment.

At the critical moment, Ximen language's power suddenly stopped, and kuxian and Ximen's old people didn't have time to do it at that time. I'm afraid only Mo Zhiyin's invisible seven Requiem songs can have this effect.

Hearing Mo Li's inquiry, Mo Zhiyin calmly nodded and admitted: "at that time, the momentum of both of you climbed to a peak. If I don't fight, I'm afraid even the attic will be destroyed."

"Have you ever thought that if I stop confiscating, the little girl may have died..."

It's true that if Mo Li's falling rain sword Jue is used, Ximen language will never survive.

"I believe you!" Mo Zhiyin smiles a little, and then goes on: "you told me that you want to build a strong alliance. With the systematic network, it's much more convenient to find master, so I believe you won't have a bad relationship with the Ximen family. And I didn't think too much at that time. The little girl was obviously anxious. I was just afraid that you would get hurt. "

Mo Zhiyin has never communicated with the outside world. Her idea is very simple. She protects the people she cares about. At that time, the momentum of Ximen language suddenly increased to a degree that surprised her. Even if Mo Li took it hard, I'm afraid she would suffer a heavy blow.

Mo Li just wanted to say something, and Hua Feifei couldn't help saying: "Mo Li, brother, are you finished! People's confidants don't worry about you. How can you be like a prisoner! Bosom friend, let's go. I'll show you around. Don't pay attention to this wood! "

Hua Feifei said and took Mo Zhiyin to run out of the hospital. He also took Jun Xin, who was sewing clothes quietly by the side.

Don't smile for a moment. Just now, isn't Hua Feifei still looking at her confidants? How can she be on the front again? Women's minds are really elusive.

Looking at Mo Li's appearance, Su ranxue thinks that he is still unhappy about his confidant. She pulls the man's hand and says in a soft voice: "in fact, Feifei is right. The confidant is your younger martial sister. Of course, she will worry about your injury. Don't be angry with her."

"I'm so mean..." Mo Li rolled a white eye and scratched Su ranxue's soft palm, then said: "I'm just a little worried."

Being pulled by the man to sit down at the stone table, Su ranxue poured a cup of tea for Mo Li and asked, "what are you worried about?"

Mo Li sighed a little, and he and his confidant met, as well as from the confidant mouth to know the details of the original Mo Sanxiao accept her as an apprentice. Su ranxue's doubts are gradually solved, and he finally understands what Mo Li's worry means.

"Are you afraid that a bosom friend who has not been involved in the affairs of the world all the year round is easy to make mistakes?"

Mo Li nodded and sighed: "when a person stays in a lonely environment all the year round, his heart will be affected more or less. The next few days will trouble you and Feifei. If you have nothing to do, go out with your confidant and let her adapt to the outside world as soon as possible. "

"Good!"

Su ranxue nodded, slowly close to the man's arms.

The war between Mo Li and Su ranxue makes the name of the boy spread in Jiufeng city again. Who is Simon? He is a rare evil figure in the Ximen family and even in the mainland in a hundred years. He is the youngest of the seven heroes of Jiufeng, but he ranks first. Mo Li and one of the war, the final result is that Ximen language after the performance of Fengming Jue is still defeated. Although the war situation at that time was somewhat strange, the final result was that Simon lost. And if it wasn't for Mo Li to stop at last, Ximen language would have died!

Outside the west of Jiufeng city is an endless plain, through which you can reach Tiangang peak, one of the nine peaks. There is a water area in the middle of the plain. It may not be appropriate to say that the water area is a quiet lake. The lake water comes from the underground river and keeps the same height all the year round.

Ximen's huge manor is located in the middle of the water area, and the ancient buildings are full of historical vicissitudes.

At this time, in the secret room of Ximen's family, a 15-year-old girl with a childish face sat cross legged. Behind the girl, a white haired old man put his hands on the girl's back, and the majestic fighting spirit constantly poured into the girl's whole body.

On one side, a middle-aged couple was nervously looking at the young girl and the old man. On the other side, Ximen funeral, which appeared in Jiufeng City, was also present.

Looking at the tension on the middle-aged couple's faces, Ximen buries with a smile to comfort them: "don't worry, big brother and sister-in-law, Xiaoyu is just being attacked. If my father does it himself, there will be no problem."

This middle-aged man is Simon Lu, the father of Ximen language and the current owner of Ximen family.

Hearing his brother's words, Ximen Lu nodded slowly, then looked at his wife: "you spoiled this girl! I told you to keep an eye on her. With her temperament, I'm sure I'll go to Moli's trouble. You know you're going to let her out! This time, don't leave your hands alone. What's the matter depends on what you tell your father! "

Her husband's rebuke made the middle-aged woman speechless and annoyed. She always thought that her daughter's strength would not have any problem even if she went out to make a fool of herself. Who ever thought that this time, she was kicked to the iron plate.

"Forget it, brother. Xiaoyu, it's OK!"

Ximen funeral quickly opened his mouth to make a circle. At this time, the old man in the middle of the secret room took back his hands and opened his closed eyes slowly.

"Dad, what's the matter? Is Xiaoyu OK?"

He was still scolding his wife before, but Simon Lu was no less worried than his wife. When he saw the old man get up, he rushed forward.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. You'll wake up after two days' rest."

The old man stroked his white beard, then turned his head and looked at Ximen funeral: "second, you tell me the war situation at that time, and you are not allowed to leave any details!"

The old man's tone was very dignified, which made Ximen's heart rise.

When he arrived at the battlefield, he saw everything together. With the story of Ximen funeral, the old man's face became more and more serious.

"It seems that he is really that man's apprentice! This time... I'm afraid the mainland will not be peaceful! "

"The man? Dead wood? "

Simon Lu looked at the old man in surprise and asked tentatively.

"Not dead wood!"

The old man put his hands behind him and raised his head slightly. His eyes were full of admiration and fear: "you don't have to worry about this. Remember, don't go to provoke that boy, after small language hurt good, send her to the secret place closed, Feng dance nine days is not sure to come out! It's going to be the trials soon. Don't let anything go wrong

"Good!" Simon Lu nodded slowly, then hesitated and asked, "what can I do with Mo Li over there?"

The old man walked slowly in the secret room. After a long time, he turned his head and said, "didn't he build a treasure house in the city? On the day of opening, you should go in person and give him a big gift. In a word, you should have a good relationship with him. "

Simon Lu was stunned again.