The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

Chapter 2801: Otherwise

Su Yu heard something different, and followed her gaze. She was slightly surprised to find that Mo Heng's chest penetrated by bone claws was very easy to find because of the broken placket. There was a very special mark on his chest. .

The mark took the shape of a dark sword, surrounded by chains around the sword.

It seemed to symbolize that the sword was blocked!

The sword was not painted, but was imprinted in the meat, leaving deep dents on its chest.

Unless you change your body again, you can't erase it for a lifetime.

"You ... you are enslaved by the famous sword saint?" Bai Xue blurted out, telling the secret of the sky.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, and watched vigilantly around, confirming that no one heard, she immediately stepped forward and put on Mo Heng's clothes again, and said quickly: "We did not see, we did not see anything."

Mo Heng sighed with loneliness: "It doesn't matter if you see it, the famous sword saints don't even know that it is unexpected."

A brief conversation between the two, Su Yu probably heard the pulse.

In the past, the refiner genius of the famous nine-star civilization was missing because he was enslaved by the famous sword saints.

Jiuxing civilization is a more incisive place where weak meat and strong food are reflected. It is not surprising that similar things appear.

Strangely, didn't Mo Heng's forces come to rescue him?

In today's Jiuxing civilization, a sky **** appears, and it is impossible to come from a poor background.

The poor are all living in the deserted barren and stealthily. How can we cultivate the talent of the refiner in order to survive the daily running?

He must be from a famous family.

"Anyway, I am the Mo family, and I am the only one left. What about telling the whole world? Who dares to risk the offending sword saint family and come to rescue me?" Mo Heng seemed to have confessed his fate, even resisted All lost.

It turned out that the Mo family was once a family clan, but it was only for some reason that it finally disappeared.

No one dares to control Mo Heng as a slave.

Bai Xue sighed silently, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

Although the Tiandao Temple has a huge power, it is still only a large-level power, and it is far from being able to compete with the saints.

Not to mention, the Sword Saint is the third most powerful saint.

Su Yu asked thoughtfully: "So, how many names can your true refiner attain in the Sword Sage?"

At this point, Mo Heng showed a hint of pride: "Because of the status of a slave, I was ranked one hundred. In fact, the first three are not difficult, and I can even reach the first place."

Being enslaved by people, Mo Heng was naturally unwilling to sincerely serve as a master sword smelter.

So I've been hiding my refining skills.

Its true refinement attainment is astonishingly high.

"Don't believe it!" Mo Heng thought that Su Yu and Bai Xue didn't believe in themselves, and said, "Tell me the simplest example. Sword trainers cultivated by the ten families of the famous sword holy tribe. If the sword of heaven is as expected, the day when the sword comes out, it will be blood-stained sky! "

Oh?

Xue Xue opened her eyes wide and was curious: "What?"

Mo Heng dismissed: "The ten swordsmen thought that their accomplishments were amazing and forged a flawless holy weapon. In fact, the forging process was flawed!"

"When the sword comes out, this sword will surely get out of control and hurt the guests of the Quartet."

Mo Hengshi remembered that Su Yu and others also came to observe the birth of Juejian, and said: "Reading you save me, I advise you not to get near Juejian, and it is best not to step on the famous sword saint Entry, otherwise there is a danger of life. "

Su Yu and Bai Xue both gazed up. Mo Heng, a slave who lost her freedom, did not need to intimidate them.

Of course, what he said is true—if his refinery is really as brilliant as himself.

"Thank you for reminding me." Su Yu said, "However, when we go to the famous sword holy tribe, we need to intercept the original energy released when Jiantian was born. I must go."

Mo Heng sighed: "Then you ask for blessing!"

After a pause, Mo Heng took out two black iron pellets from his sleeves, the appearance was hollow, and I didn't know what it was for.

"I hope you find it useful." Mo Heng patted his buttocks and said, "Let's go and take you to the famous sword saints, provided that you all have invitations."

When it comes to the invitation letter, Bai Xue took out his real invitation letter, and Xiaokou shouted, "Should you open it for me?"

Without saying a word, Su Yu touched her finger lightly on the letter, and a lot of images were put in the letter.

Mo Heng happened to capture this scene, his pupils shrunk, and he looked at Su Yu's gaze with deeper and deeper meaning.

"Come on." Bai Xue happily put away the invitation.

Mo Heng's face led the way without any difference. Half a day later, a golden road paved in the air appeared in front of them.

At the end of the road is a huge sword that is inserted upside down in the earth.

That's not a real sword, but a building of a famous saint.

However, when they reached the golden road, they found that not far away, the young man named Ada who had abandoned Mo Heng and ran away alone.

"Ada?" Mo Heng breathed. "You're safe, that's good."

In his words, he loved this Ada especially.

In fact, at the time of the crisis, he pushed Ada away and blocked the blow with his own body.

Hearing the sound behind him, Ada looked back, but there was not much joy on his face, but he muttered coldly: "It's not dead yet."

He forced himself to come back, not salty and indifferent: "Thank you just now."

Thanks in the mouth, but there was no gratitude in his eyes, and even a little disappointment, disappointed that Mo Heng did not die under the hands of the skeleton.

Su Yu frowned. This young man, anyway, do you want to know the truth about graciousness?

However, without understanding the relationship and grievances between the two, he could not intervene.

But Baixue was much more direct: "Smelly boy, would you say something? You are cursing your benefactor to die? Without him, you would have died early!"

A Da stared at Bai Xue unhappyly: "I talk to my father, what's your matter?"

father?

Two people or father-son relationship?

With a disgusted look, A Day looked at Mo Heng in a **** body: "You are waiting here ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I will go ahead so that no one will see."

Hey!

Bai Xue was really angry, how could his son abandon Lao Tzu?

Her sleeves slumped: "You stand still for me?"

However, Mo Heng stopped Bai Xue, with a complex look: "The dog is not sensible, and please ask the two seniors not to mind."

Bai Xue didn't hit one place: "I said Mo Heng, you used to be a person. How did you teach such a son? Maybe he was too spoiled?"

Mo Heng kept silent, and seemed unwilling to state the cause and effect.

Su Yu's eyes flashed softly. Mo Heng, as a slave of the famous sword holy tribe, where did he come from?

Among them, there is another secret? ()