Ancient Gods

Looking at Situ Xue who turned around and fled, Mo Yang was not surprised. Given Situ Xue's current situation, if it were him, he would do the same. Returning to the previous city was the most correct choice.

After all, Mo Yang was not an ancient race!

For the human race's genius, in the public eye, for the sake of reputation or other reasons, there would be more or less concerns, and it was not impossible to stop.

Because when Situ Xue was in the city before, she only sensed that there was a divine thought sweeping over, but the other party did not take action at that time, but followed her all the way out to stop her. She guessed that if she could return to that city, the other party might not dare to openly attack her.

But in front of Mo Yang, how could she have the opportunity to return to that city.

If Situ Xue slipped away this time, that would be terrible.

"Hehe, do you think you have a chance to return to that city?" Mo Yang's laughter sounded like a devil's grin beside Situ Xue's ears, scaring Situ Xue's whole body.

Because at this moment she found that the mysterious young man had actually come to her side. She had already increased her speed to the extreme, but the other party followed her like a ghost, and even had the upper hand.

Before she could speak, Mo Yang's figure flashed and blocked Situ Xue's way again.

"Girl, stop struggling, accept your fate, you can't beat me, and you can't escape, even if you try your best, it's in vain!" Mo Yang looked at Situ Xue and spoke.

Situ Xue's eyes were cold and desperate at this time. Although she couldn't figure out why the other party did this, this person was definitely not a good person, and it was very likely that he had some special hobbies.

Because the other party clearly had the ability to kill her easily, but he didn't do it, instead, it seemed like he was deliberately teasing her.

She never expected that she would encounter such a thing on this trip.

What really made her desperate was that in front of such a cultivation, she couldn't resist at all, and there was no chance of escape.

"Who are you?" Situ Xue said sternly.

"You should have heard of the mysterious young man who killed two ancient race masters in Luoyang City!" Mo Yang said.

"It's you!" In addition to being shocked, Situ Xue also had a flash of sadness in her eyes.

She had doubted the identity of that person at the beginning. After all, that person was too mysterious. When he appeared outside Tianhen Mountain, he caused countless speculations.

Now it seems that her speculation was completely wrong.

She was desperate at this time, and she was ready to fight to the death with Mo Yang.

Mo Yang knew that he could not tease this eighth senior sister anymore. The evil smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at Situ Xue seriously and said, "Eighth Senior Sister!"

Situ Xue was on the verge of collapse. She was ready to fight to the death, but when those three words came out, she was stunned for a moment. Her eyes, which were originally filled with coldness and despair, also showed a brief dullness at this time.

There was only one person in the entire Xuantian Continent who called her the eighth senior sister, and that was Gan Zong's junior brother Mo Yang.

This time she appeared here to find Mo Yang's whereabouts.

In recent days, there have been turmoil here, and the strong men of the ancient race have been killed one after another. She also wants to see if she can find any clues about Mo Yang.

Before she could react, the face in front of her slowly changed, and a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in her sight.

At this moment, Situ Xue's body froze in place. She almost couldn't believe what she saw. She felt that she had been tricked by the other party and had hallucinations. However, she shook her head vigorously, and when she looked again, the face was still Mo Yang's face.

Although there were some changes from the memory, the edges and corners were more distinct, and there was a kind of firmness between the eyebrows. The childishness of the past had faded, but the facial features, especially the eyes, were still so familiar.

She still seemed to be unbelievable, and hurriedly raised her hands and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

Mo Yang stood there with his hands behind his back, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. Years passed, too many things were silently rewritten by time, but there were also some things that could not be cut off even if time was ruthless.

Just like the feelings between the disciples of Gan Sect, even if Feng Rukong is not there, even if they have experienced countless life and death hardships, they have never changed.

Mo Yang deliberately released his aura at this time. Situ Xue's body froze there, staring at Mo Yang. The coldness and despair in her eyes disappeared without knowing when. At this time, a layer of water vapor quickly spread out of her eyes, and then tears overflowed from her eyes one after another, and her body trembled...

Mo Yang sighed lightly, walked forward slowly, and said: "Senior Sister!"

Situ Xue threw herself into Mo Yang's arms, holding Mo Yang's arms tightly with both hands, her body trembled violently, and the low sobs that she tried her best to suppress continued to come out.

Mo Yang did not disturb her. He could clearly feel the warmth on his chest spreading rapidly. In just a few breaths, his chest was soaked with Situ Xue's tears.

The suppressed emotions of the past few years were vented wildly at this moment...

It was unknown how long it took before Situ Xue's body stopped shaking and her sobbing stopped. Mo Yang whispered, "Senior Sister?"

Situ Xue's body trembled slightly, then she loosened her hands that were tightly holding Mo Yang's arms, then took a step back, turned her back to Mo Yang and seemed to wipe her eyes, then turned around again.

Then she raised her hand and took off the veil on her face that was soaked with tears...

But from the appearance, Situ Xue had not changed much from before, except that there was a trace of fatigue between her eyebrows.

Before, she was teased by Mo Yang on purpose, and her mind was extremely tense, and she even fell into despair. Then she found that the other party was the junior brother she had been looking for. She relaxed instantly, and then she felt an indescribable tiredness.

She looked at Mo Yang silently without saying a word, and there were still a few crystal tears on her long eyelashes.

After a moment, she took a step closer to Mo Yang, stretched out her hand and gently touched Mo Yang's cheek. Then, in Mo Yang's surprised eyes, Situ Xue quickly twisted his ears in an instant, and then directly lifted him up in the air.

Of course, this was because Mo Yang had gathered all his strength.

The sudden pain made Mo Yang grit his teeth and he said hurriedly: "Senior sister, I was wrong, let go!"

Situ Xue stared at Mo Yang and pretended to be angry and said: "You little junior brother, you dare to tease me, do you know that if you had spoken a little slower, I would have been ready to fight you to the death!"

While speaking, Situ Xue actually twisted her hand hard, revealing a fierce look, and Mo Yang felt as if his ears were torn off.

"Senior sister, I was wrong, listen to my explanation!" Mo Yang said repeatedly.

"Really wrong?" Situ Xue pushed again, making Mo Yang almost vomit blood.

Seeing that Mo Yang did not nod, she slowly let go, still staring at Mo Yang fiercely.