Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Sixty-Eight

To the northeast of the Black Point Region, there is a place surrounded by mountains. There are many trees and deep trees in this place, and there are often fierce beasts.

According to legend, there is an eighth-level high-level monster here, capable of imaginary human form, and by nature bloodthirsty and cruel. Therefore, apart from desperate desperadoes, few fighters dare to stay here.

The sun slanted to the west, the warm sunshine dyed the horizon blood red, and the surrounding clouds blushed with shame. The jungle under the sun is full of clouds, with the light behind, dark and deep.

The entire mountain range is like a fine splash ink landscape painting drawn by the master Danqing.

No one would have imagined that the Jiuzhongxianque, which made everyone in the Black Point Region frightened, would be located here.

The mountains are sheltered, coupled with the formations set up by Xiao Mo to shelter. Even if someone flies by from above, still can't discover the mystery.

Xiao Mo swiftly passed through the formation outside Jiuzhongxianque at the pace he remembered. The foreground of the eye was distorted for a while, and soon another scene appeared.

In the jungle, the corners of pavilions and pavilions fly high, and the paths paved with bluestone extend to the quiet place, which is refreshing and elegant. On the quiet path, some people were walking scattered.

The strange thing is that there are two groups of people coming and going. One part has the entity, the other part is transparent and illusory. A discerning person knows that this is not a human, but a soul.

"Stop! Who are you?"

The sudden loud shout broke the tranquility, and the scattered crowd suddenly increased, and they did not know where to drill so many figures, surrounding Xiao Mo with a hesitant look and alert eyes.

Surrounded by the crowd, Xiao Mo adjusted his sleeves unhurriedly, and groaned with a smile: "Ben Shao is looking for Ling Shura."

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent and separated from it. A woman in black costume walked up, and a cold and **** air rushed towards her face.

The woman looked at Xiao Mo with frost in her eyebrows, and her killing intent was full of lashes: "Who are you? How do you know the law of entry?"

This person is so strange that he obviously didn't bring anything to hide his face. However, it makes people unable to see what he looks like, and even forgot to meet this person in a blink of an eye. Moreover, he clearly stood there, but couldn't notice his breath.

This person is a master!

Top killer!

Thinking of this, the black-shirted woman secretly guarded her face, and her face became even colder: "Your Excellency had better confess that what Ben Que was doing was a murderous business, and she didn't care about a few more life debts."

call out!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at his face, he was a middle-aged man, dressed in a white robe, with a cold face, his whole person was like a sharp long sword, with a sharp sword intent that ordinary people could not bear.

While looking over, the woman in black shirt was taken aback. A dark blue figure appeared silently there, and he walked up to the intruder, his eyes softened a little with his always indifferent eyes.

"You came!"

Xiao Mo nodded: "Well, the academy is too boring. I'll come out to get some breath. If there is an order, just give it to me. It's just an activity."

"Ling, who is he?" The tone of seeing the two of them was not like a first acquaintance. The black-shirted woman grabbed hostility and asked with some doubts.

Hua Ling led Xiao Mo to walk inside. Hearing the words, he said without looking back, "Master of Nine-fold Immortal Que."

What?

Everyone looked at the man in red who was going away, dumbfounded. This is the **** of the Nine-fold Immortal Que-Demon Shura? Just kidding! It seems that the Lord Que is smaller than Ling Shura!

"That, Yun Heng, keep up with you."

When he walked to the corner, Yu Guang saw the sharp sword, Xiao Mo hurriedly called.

This person is a good seedling, if he can let go of the obsession in his heart, it won't be in vain to get him out of Yun Lanzong.

In the exquisite but elegant pavilion, Xiao Mo and others were seated one by one.

The black-shirted woman looked at Xiao Mo. At this time, Xiao Mo had removed his facial disguise, and the original exquisite and elegant pavilion was suddenly covered with a layer of gorgeous color, and the endless charm was swept away.

"This girl is Qianyue, and Lord Que is really surprising! At such an age, Ling can be admired so much."

The words are generous, but with careful temptation.

Xiao Mo curled his lips, shook his head and smiled, "Aling is just grateful for my life-saving grace!"

After that, he turned his head and looked at Yun Heng: "What? Have you figured it out?"

"My life was picked up by your underlings mercilessly. Yun Heng has already died in Yunlanzong. From today on, my name is Jian Heng." He looked up at Xiao Mo, his eyes bright and firm, like a peerless blade, faded away. The last dirt.

Xiao Mo smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, from now on, you will be the sword Shura of the Nine-fold Immortal Que."

After a few people talked, Qianyue and Yun Heng went down, leaving only Hua Ling and Xiao Mo.

"My memory is restored!" The faint tone couldn't hear the ups and downs.

Xiao Mo was a little dazed, thinking of Qingzhi's words, he couldn't help feeling awkward. She frowned and said lightly: "That's great! What do you think of?"

"He came to me." Hua Ling looked at him, his eyes were as indifferently as water, so pure that there was no trace of impurities, "I remember a lot. It is not a bad thing to find you in the clan. They will not harm you."

It's strange to say that this remark dispelled the awkwardness in Xiao Mo's heart, and he sighed, "I believe you once. Which room is in my room, I'm a little tired."

Afterwards, he stood up and walked along the room where Hua Ling pointed. Behind him, those indifferent eyes had lost all indifference for the first time, and there was an indistinct emotion flowing under his eyes.

I remembered a lot, it was so long as some things seemed to be the things of the previous life. Xiao Mo, you remember that too, don't you?

Half a month passed quickly, and all the students who were granted a place to enter the inner courtyard gathered in front of the vice president Hugan's gate. They were scattered into large and small groups, laughing and talking in low voices.

Dozens of minutes passed, and the closed study door finally opened. Vice President Hu Gan and several elders walked out slowly. In the blink of an eye, the entire square was silent.

Hu Gan looked at the students in the observation field and frowned. Turning his gaze to Xiao Yan, "Where's your brother Xiao Mo?" Xiao Xun'er has gone home. Could it be that Xiao Mo has also returned?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly realized. I said that I always felt that something was missing, it turned out to be Xiao Mo's enchanting evildoer.

"He has gone to the Black Point Region, and he should be back soon." Xiao Yan was stunned for a while when he heard the name engraved in his heart, and then explained.

In fact, he didn't know when Moer would return. Over the past half month, countless times have wanted to look for him desperately, but they have been suppressed countless times, and the beast in my heart has been tightly bound.

Frowning even more tightly, Hu Gan said indifferently: "Wait a little longer!"

When everyone was talking about it, a red shadow appeared in the distance, and it soon arrived in front of the eyes. When everyone saw it, it was Xiao Mo who hadn't arrived.

"If you come later, we won't wait for you." Seeing that the people arrived, Hu Gan heaved a sigh of relief, scolded without pain, and turned his attention back to all the students.

After speaking, the students' sentiments and spirits were high.

The exception is Xiao Yan. Since Xiao Mo came in, he has been staring at each other, as if to make up for the half-month.

"Okay, the time is up. Everyone, go up! A group of five." Watching the Griffon descending, Hu made a finger and smiled.

"etc!"

Suddenly, with a cry, everyone trembled with fright.

Hu Qian followed the sound and saw Xiao Yan standing there, looking straight at Xiao Mo, with an ugly expression: "Xiao Yan, what's the matter with you?"

Pointing at the boy in red, Xiao Yan's expression was not good, and even a little gloomy: "He... is not a stranger."

What?

Everyone looked at Xiao Mo. The young man in red was long and jade, with a pure and noble face, and there were thousands of styles in his demeanor, which made people fascinated.

How could this... be fake?

"Are you sure?" Hu Gan couldn't help muttering when he heard him say that. After all, among all people, in terms of their familiarity with Xiao Mo, Xiao Yan ranked second, and no one dared to rank first.

Xiao Mo was also stunned, and his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Brother, even if there was some misunderstanding before, but it's been so long, don't take it to heart."

Hearing him mention the incident half a month ago, Xiao Yan was a little confused. Could it be that he made a mistake? However, this person feels very wrong.

Looking at Xiao Mo, his brows wrinkled and tightened. No, it's really wrong. No, this is not Moer.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan directly took the ruler, rounded it up and smashed it over.

"what……"

The surroundings exclaimed, no one expected that Xiao Yan would act on Xiao Mo. Even Xiao Mo didn't expect to stand there in a daze, forgetting how to react.

Seeing that the Xuanzhong ruler was about to hit Xiao Mo's head, Xiao Yan couldn't help but trembled. Could it be that he really made a mistake...

Between the sparks and the flint, Xiao Mo made a wrong step and disappeared in place. When they reappeared, everyone couldn't help but stare, dumbfounded.

Standing not far from Xiao Yan, the man wore a dark blue brocade robe, his face was handsome, his eyes were as calm as water. Tong Xiao Mo is obviously two extremes.

"Who are you?" Hu Ganfei said coldly, standing in front of the students, "What's the point of mixing into Canaan Academy?"

Hu Qian is guarded secretly as the coercion on the incoming person is not shallow. There was a talisman in his hand, and once something went wrong, he would directly call the elder of Cangshuge.

Hua Ling ignored Hu Qian and kept his eyes on Xiao Yan, his eyes flickering: "I want you to recognize it, but I don't want you to recognize it. Fortunately, you finally recognized it."

Some words are like tongue twisters. Everyone was at a loss, the only thing that was certain was that they knew each other. Hu Gan breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to ignore it too much.

"Why are you? Where's Mo'er? Why didn't he come?" Seeing that it was Hua Ling, the stone in Xiao Yan's heart fell to the ground. Only then can I ask questions.

Hua Ling was silent for a while, and did not answer, but said: "I'm here to find you, you come with me." Then he turned and left.

Xiao Yan rushed to the vice president and rushed to catch up. All the way out of Canaan College, the surrounding trees gradually became lush, and the voices of people got farther and farther, until they completely disappeared.

Hua Ling stopped then, waited for Xiao Yan to approach, and before he could speak first, he said, "Something happened to Xiao Mo."

In just five words, Xiao Yan felt like a thunderbolt in the sky, and breathing became difficult, as if carrying a huge boulder on his back: "What did you say? What happened to Mo'er? Could it be that the imprint of Heaven's Punishment was committed again?"

"He is missing!"