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Chapter 163 Why is there still someone with this name?
"Fellow Daoist, why are you sitting on the ground?"

"It's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

Qian Moye stared at the person who stretched out his hand to him for a moment, looked at his attire, judged that he should also be a cultivation disciple, and stiffly supported his hand to stand up.

Tangtang Mozun had never had physical contact with anyone other than his woman, so his movements were stiff now, he didn't know where to put his hands, and his expression was a little unnatural.

The man thought that he was not feeling well, so he put his hand on his forehead without authorization, and kept mumbling to himself, "I don't have a fever, why is my face so red?"

Qian Mo Ye: ...

he******!

Stupid human beings, whoever allows you to make up your own mind just put your dirty hands on his head!
pissed him off!

Qian Moye's expression became even uglier, and she really wanted to vent her emotions, but remembering that this was in someone else's territory after all, she gritted her teeth and held back.

That person didn't know whether it was a big heart or a low EQ, but he didn't notice it, he just felt strange, "Fellow Daoist, what's wrong with you?"

Qian Moye didn't want to pay attention to him now, she could only squeeze out a smile, "Thank you, but Ben... I have to hurry..."

"Hurry up, where are you going? Maybe I can give you a ride."

Qian Moye shook his head, "No need, Daoist friend, you may not know the place I went to..."

That person:? ? !
He raised his waist, raised his head, and looked very proud, "Don't look down on me! Let me tell you, there is no place in this world that I don't know. I have been to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire. I know everything and everything I don't know!"

Qian Moye said "ignorantly", "Fellow Daoist, it's not that I look down on you, it's because I asked many people about this place, and they all said they didn't know..."

This place attracted the man's attention even more, "Where is it, tell me!"

"Let me tell you! There is nothing in this world that I, Wu Ziqi, don't know!"

Qian Moye only felt confused, what? ? ?Backgammon?Why is there still someone with this name...

But he still didn't show anything, and said "ignorantly", "Wan Jianzong."

"puff--"

Wu Ziqi almost spit out a mouthful of water, "What did you say? Say it again?!"

Qian Moye felt that this person was strange, and subconsciously moved away a little, but said it again, "Wan... Wan Jianzong."

Speaking of which, he himself became unsure, is it Wan Jianzong?No... this person is sick, why is he reacting so badly?

Wu Ziqi opened his mouth in shock, "No, I said brother, you said no one knows about Wan Jianzong? Although our Wan Jianzong is small and poor..."

As Wu Ziqi spoke, he gradually lost his confidence and his voice became smaller and smaller, as if oh, their Wan Jianzong is small and poor, and they don't even have a decent magic weapon or sword manual... It seems that they are not very famous...

Qian Mo Ye accurately caught the point, our Wan Jianzong?

He was overjoyed, could he still be Lan'er's senior brother?
He pretended to say it casually, but the sour taste in his words was about to overflow the screen, "Fellow Daoist, are you also from Wan Jianzong?"

Wu Ziqi nodded arrogantly, "Naturally."

"Wait..." Obviously he caught the point, Wu Ziqi said in surprise, "Yeah?"

"Fellow Daoist, are you also from Wan Jianzong?!"

Qian Mo Ye: ...

"No, no, no," he quickly waved his hand, "I'm not from Wan Jianzong, I just happen to know someone in Wan Jianzong..."

Wu Ziqi looked very interested, "Tell me, who do you know from our Wan Jianzong?"

He was happily thinking in his heart that he was so famous, this fellow Taoist would definitely know him.

Qian Moye was a little embarrassed, "Her name is Ju Lan, she is... If I remember correctly, she should be the eighth disciple of Qingcang Peak..."

Hearing this, Wu Ziqi's expression was a little weird, why was he attracted by Ju Lan's beauty?

I don't know how many days it is this month...

Wu Ziqi shook his head sighingly, "Fellow Daoist, I may be afraid that you will be disappointed..."

He said mysteriously, "Little friend Ju Lan has something wrong, and now he stays behind closed doors every day, I'm afraid you won't be able to see him..."

Hearing this, Qian Moye's heart ached, and she asked knowingly with a strong pain, "What happened to her?"

Wu Ziqi shook his head, "I'm not sure about that..."

Hearing the words, Qianmoye let out a deep breath.

It's okay, it's not the worst.

This matter has not been known to everyone, it seems that her senior brothers and sisters really love her... they have been silently protecting her from being hurt.

"But I guess it must have been a very bad experience..."

"Almost killed someone!"

Qianmo Ye frowned fiercely:! ! !
what!
Human life? !
Is it what he imagined?

Lan'er, she... is pregnant with her subordinate's child?
Maybe Qian Mo Ye's expression was too surprised, Wu Ziqi gave him a strange look, "I said, friend, don't be so excited, it was almost, and no life was caused, don't worry, little friend Ju Lan finally rescued me It's..."

While Qian Moye breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was not what he imagined, but when he heard the last sentence, he let out a sigh of relief.

What?It turned out that Lan'er wanted to commit suicide? !

No, he will never allow it.

Wu Ziqi, who was familiar with himself, seemed to open up the conversation, "You don't know that blood... it seems to have flowed all over the place... or her elder brother cared about her, and rushed to the scene as soon as possible. Fortunately, he came in time , otherwise little friend Ju Lan would be gone..."

Qian Moye clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank into the flesh, he seemed to feel no pain, and kept smiling, "Friend Daoist, can you take me to Wanjianzong?"

Wu Ziqi looked at him a little strangely, but he didn't say anything, just nodded, "Okay."

"But what kind of status do you want to stay in our Wan Jianzong?"

Qian Moye's eyes flickered, "Any identity is fine."

He wanted to be by her side, no matter what his capacity was.

Wu Ziqi smiled and nodded, and stretched out his hand to him. He still has a good eye for this little fellow Taoist. It would be a good thing if he can be a disciple of their Wanjianzong and stay in their Wanjianzong for a long time. "Well, then I'll take you to our peak to test the spirit root first..."

Hearing this, Qian Moye, who was originally obedient but stiffly put her hand on his hand, instantly shook off his hand like a hot potato.

"no need!!"

Wu Ziqi:? ? ?

Are they like a scourge?Do you need to be so excited...

Qian Moye pursed her lips subconsciously, if the spirit root was tested, it would be fine!

(End of this chapter)