low-key is king

Chapter 627
"Find a random direction first, try your luck!"

Lu Xun had actually made up his mind, but he naturally wouldn't show it, and then he pointed to the northwest and said, "Let's go this way first!"

"Why do you have to go this way first, I think it's right to go that way!"

The young monk named Xuan Ling seemed to have been displeased with Lu Xun all the time, and he didn't know if it was because Mo Hongyi looked at Lu Xun intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly jumped out at this time to raise an argument.

"Hehe, didn't Brother Mo say that I am blessed and blessed?"

Lu Xun made a small joke, which immediately caught Mo Qingjia's eyes, and then he never cared about Xuan Ling's dissatisfaction, and followed Lu Xun directly towards the northwest.

Mo Hongyi followed without saying a word, leaving Xuan Ling stomping his feet, but he didn't want to be separated from Mo Hongyi. The minority obeyed the majority, but the displeasure on his face was almost overflowing.

"Brother Qingjia, I don't think luck alone is the answer. There are so many people on this road, why don't you find a road with fewer people?"

Xuan Ling chattered endlessly as he followed, pointing to the endless stream of figures in front of him and saying something, which also made Lu Xun in front frown.

"If I'm not mistaken, this direction should be the direction where that person discovered the brand new golden bead, that's why it attracts so many people!"

Mo Hongyi, who had been reticent all this time, suddenly spoke. Hearing her words, Lu Xun was startled for a moment, then nodded, secretly thinking that the general direction pointed by the golden bead in his hand was not wrong.

"The red-clothed one is smarter!"

Xuan Ling patted his ass in a timely manner, but he didn't get any response, which made him a little embarrassed, but at this time, he didn't say anything else strange.

One day without incident, with more and more fork roads, people coming from Zhoucheng gradually dispersed. After all, even in the same direction, the territory is extremely vast, like a school of fish entering the sea.

Beep!

In the dark night, a bonfire in the mountain was particularly bright. Sitting beside the fire were four figures, it was Lu Xun and the Mo brothers and sisters. Under the light of the fire, everyone's faces suddenly turned dark.

"Brother Lu Yang, you are a five-level monk. I don't know if you have the profession of a scribe. My brother Xuanling is a real fifth-level doctor!"

As if feeling a little awkward in the atmosphere, Mo Qingjia asked suddenly, and upon hearing his words, a hint of arrogance involuntarily appeared on Xuan Ling's face over there.

The identity of a monk is originally higher than that of a martial artist, and among the monks, there are naturally high and low statuses. The first premise is whether the monk has a special occupation of a scribe.

There are also many categories in the literary teacher profession. For example, in the literary teacher college, the chess academy is sparsely populated, while the medical college and military academy are full of people. This is the difference.

Xuan Ling is only 24 or [-] years old, but he is already a fifth-rank pinnacle literary teacher. Although this cannot be compared with the geniuses of the Physician Branch of the Literature Teachers College, he is already considered a leader among the younger generation.

Speaking of which, the talents of the Mo brothers and sisters are not uncommon, especially Mo Hongyi, if she can break through to the sixth-level martial artist in a short period of time, she may be no less talented than the genius of the martial arts academy.

But it was obvious that Mo Hongyi was not a disciple of the martial arts academy, and he was past the age for the martial arts academy to recruit disciples.

Without background resources, it would be very difficult for a martial artist to break through. This may be the real reason why the Mo brothers and sisters went on a treasure hunt.

If you can really find that brand new vein, you don't have to worry about future cultivation resources, but unfortunately the chances are slim, and it's just a matter of luck.

"awesome!"

Lu Xun praised repeatedly, but it sounded a little insincere, which intensified the arrogance on Xuan Ling's face.

From his point of view, this kid named Lu Yang is probably not a monk who also has the profession of a writer.

In this way, even if one has a great talent for refining qi, his future achievements will not be comparable to his own after all.

"Brother Lu Yang, if you need something, just tell me that I can still provide you with ordinary pills!"

At this moment, Xuan Ling was undoubtedly extremely magnanimous in order to show himself in front of the person he liked, and by the way, he insinuated Lu Xun's shabbiness.

After all, they haven't seen the financial resources of the boy in black yet.

"Shh..."

Just when Xuan Ling was about to say something more, the boy in black on the opposite side suddenly made a silent gesture, which made him slightly startled, and then he also sensed the movement in the dark night.

"It's nothing..."

"Don't talk yet!"

After induction, Xuan Ling didn't find anything wrong, but when he spoke, he was interrupted by Lu Xun, which made him extremely dissatisfied.

You are only a five-level monk, and you are probably just entering the five-level. Could it be that your sensory ability is better than yourself, a doctor who has completed the five-level?

What's more, there is Mo Qingjia, a martial artist who has just entered the sixth level, who has not spoken yet, what are you talking about, you little brat?
"Someone is coming, it should be directed at us!"

Lu Xun's sensing ability is probably far inferior to the three people in the field combined, and at this moment, his face has become a little gloomy, can the secret passage still be hidden after all?
"It's not the Seventh Realm, but the Sixth Realm?"

But at the next moment, Lu Xun felt relieved, because not only was there only one person who came, but his cultivation was only at the sixth level, which was far from the level that would make him afraid.

"Xuan Jing Ning Wenji and those guys, it is absolutely impossible to send only one person who has reached the six realms to kill me. If he didn't come for me, then he would be the enemy of these few?"

Lu Xun, who was relieved, looked at the people beside him, thinking that with Mo Qingjia's carefree temper, he might offend someone at any time, and now he might be approached by someone.

"Lu Yang, don't scare me, what's going on?"

At this time, Xuan Ling still didn't sense the slightest strangeness, and couldn't help but sneer.

This guy is too timid, isn't he treating any trouble as an enemy attack?

"No, someone is indeed coming!"

However, just as Xuan Ling's words fell, Mo Qingjia who was beside the bonfire stood up abruptly. He looked at the dense forest to the east, and his face was quite dignified under the light of the fire.

This time Xuan Ling didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, but stood up slowly with Mo Hongyi next to him, leaving only one Lu Xun still sitting by the campfire, as if he didn't care at all.

"Xuan Ling, do you really think that if you escape to Dingzhou, you can sit back and relax?"

In the quiet and dark night, a voice resounded, which was extremely clear.

As for Xuan Ling who heard this voice, his face was already extremely ugly, and he even glanced vaguely at Mo Hongyi next to him.

Whoosh!
It fell loudly, and then a figure flashed out of the dense forest.

He is dressed in white onyx, and it is worth mentioning that he has a white headband tied on his forehead, which looks like a person wearing mourning.

"Brother Chang...Chang Kuan, you...you are?"

Xuan Ling, who had an ugly face, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the man's outfit, his voice trembled a little, and there was a faint uneasiness deep in his heart.

The Mo brothers and sisters on the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Xuan Ling's address. So these two knew each other, and they were Xuan Ling's elder brothers?
In fact, the Mo brothers and Xuan Ling also met on the road. With Mo Qingjia's bright and cheerful personality, he would naturally not refuse anyone who came to Xuan Ling who took the initiative to come forward.

What Chang Qingjia didn't know was that the reason why Xuan Ling chose to follow them was actually because of Mo Hongyi. After all, there were some things they didn't understand at all.

"My younger sister Jiao'er, she is dead. Before she died, she was pregnant with your child. One dead body and two lives!"

Chang Kuan, who was wearing a filial piety belt, had two lines of hot tears streaming from his eyes. Hearing his words of grief and indignation, the Mo brothers and sisters trembled in unison, staring at Xuan Ling beside them in disbelief.

Perhaps only Lu Xun could continue to sit calmly. He didn't want to see Xuan Ling in the first place, but he didn't expect such a secret in it. It seems that this guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"No, Brother Chang Kuan, I have clearly talked to Jiao'er well, how could she be pregnant with a child, she... how did she die?"

Now that he has been blocked here by the elder brother of the person concerned, Xuan Ling also knows that no matter how he defends, it is impossible to change the facts, but he has many doubts and puzzles, so he must ask clearly.

"Xuan Ling, you love the new and dislike the old, always abandoning the old, Jiao'er, a big girl with yellow flowers, is humiliated by you so much, does she have the face to live?"

Chang Kuan took a deep breath, and almost burst into tears again, and this fact already made the Mo brothers and sisters over there tremble even more.

"Xuan Ling, is this true?"

Mo Qingjia was a person who couldn't hide things, so he asked directly.

According to others, he himself has a younger sister, and he was very optimistic about this young five-level monk for a while, only to feel that this matter is really going to happen, and it will not humiliate his younger sister.

But if what Chang Kuan said is true, and Xuan Ling is really a despicable villain who has always been chaotic and abandoned, then didn't he push his sister into the fire pit?
Thinking of this, Mo Qingjia couldn't help feeling extremely scared.

This Xuan Ling hid it really well, he talked kindly to himself along the way, and even obeyed Mo Hongyi, so he was such a shameless bastard?

"Brother Qingjia, you...you listen to my explanation!"

Xuan Ling's face turns green and pale, but he doesn't want to give up the beauty that he is about to get. After all, there are some things that the Mo brothers and sisters have not seen in person, and this may be a turning point.

"Explain? Explain what else?"

But Chang Kuan over there would not give Xuan Ling such an opportunity, and his eyes turned to Mo Hongyi the next moment, and he sneered: "This little bitch should be your new love, right? Let you be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks!"

(End of this chapter)