The Heaven Ladder

When the bright moon hung high, Xiao Yihan took Mo linger to the entrance of piluo village.

Looking at the small village with bright lights and some rags, Xiao Yihan's mouth aroused a knowing smile.

"Ling'er, this is the other village!" Xiao Yihan said with a smile, gently hugging Mo ling'er's shoulders. Instead, recalling his past scenes with Xiao Hei, Xiao Yihan smiled and whispered, "if it weren't for the enthusiastic villagers here, Xiao hei and I couldn't get out of the blood refining desert is a problem."

Xiao Yihan said to himself. What he didn't notice was that when he saw the village, Mo linger's face had changed slightly, and his light green pupils were full of shock.

"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you have the leisure to come here?"

When Xiao Yihan and Mo linger looked at the village carefully, a slightly old laughter suddenly rang, and then an old man with a full face of laughter came into his eyes.

"Master mu, you're so late and haven't rested yet!" Xiao Yihan said with a smile after seeing the old man's face.

The visitor was the old man crouching at the entrance of the village when Xiao Yihan first came to the village. I remember Wang Yanbin called him Grandpa mu. Xiao Yihan can only be called master mu.

While talking and laughing, the old man came over and looked at Xiao Yihan carefully for a moment. A shock color gradually appeared in the old man's turbid pupils.

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"Master Mu flattered me. I just had a chance!" Xiao Yihan said with a smile after touching his head. Instead, Xiao Yihan looked slightly stunned and looked at the old man with a smile. "I don't know where brother Wang is now? I haven't seen you for a long time. I really miss him!"

"Hahaha! The boy has been taken to the deep part of the blood refining desert for special training by his uncles. It is estimated that he will be back in a few days!" it seems that he thought of something. The old man shook his head with a smile and said.

Hearing the word "special training", Xiao Yihan suddenly showed the bitter look of Wang Yanbin in his mind. After so many years, it seems that he still hasn't got rid of the devil special training of his uncles.

He shook his head with a smile, and Xiao Yihan gently took Mo linger's jade hand.

"Master mu, she is my Taoist companion. Her name is mo linger."

Hearing Xiao Yihan's words, the old man smiled and nodded, and turned to Mo linger.

"What! This... How is this possible!" after seeing clearly Mo linger's face, the old man's turbid eyes suddenly lit up and couldn't help exclaiming.

After hesitating for a moment, the old man rubbed his eyes and stared at Mo ling'er tightly.

"Master mu?" seeing the old man like this, Xiao Yihan's smile gradually disappeared, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and whispered.

However, the old man didn't seem to hear Xiao Yihan's light cry. He still stared at Mo linger, and his old face was full of incredible color.

Different from Xiao Yihan, Mo ling'er doesn't seem to mind. At the moment, she is also looking at the old man carefully. Her fine eyes twinkle in her pupils. I don't know what she's thinking.

"Master Mu!" seeing that the old man ignored himself, Xiao Yihan's eyes were slightly cold, patted him on the shoulder and roared.

Pushed by Xiao Yihan, the old man was relieved. He glanced at Xiao Yihan, and a trace of embarrassment surged up on his face.

"Don't get me wrong, brother Xiao!" seeing a trace of anger on Xiao Yihan's face, the old man shook his head with a bitter smile and said. Instead, his eyes looked at Mo linger again. "The little girl's appearance is too similar to a totem of our family, especially her light green pupils, which are so similar!"

"Totem?" hearing the old man say so, Xiao Yihan's face suddenly filled with a look of amazement, and he couldn't help turning his head and looking at Mo linger.

Xiao Yihan understands that totems are only available to some ancient families with a long history, and totems are not simple things, especially human totems.

Generally speaking, since a race takes the image of a certain person as a totem, it means that this person has the significance of changing the fate of the whole race for this race.

In turn, Xiao Yihan seemed to think of something. His eyes opened slightly and his face was full of joy.

"Are you a native spirit?" Mo linger said with a light smile, looking at the old man quietly.

A stone startled thousands of waves. The old man had just calmed down his inner excitement, but after hearing Mo linger's words, a shock color surged on the old face again. He looked at Mo linger and couldn't speak for a moment.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan's face was even more happy. Although the old man didn't speak, his expression was obviously tacit.

If the old man is really Mo linger's so-called earth elves, it means that the elves are real.

"Master mu?" he whispered, and Xiao Yihan looked at him expectantly.

Hearing Xiao Yihan's low cry, the old man gasped heavily and glanced at Xiao Yihan. His turbid pupils were full of complex colors. It seemed that his appearance was somewhat tangled.

"I know what you mean. I'm the elves and kings. You don't have to worry." Mo ling'er seemed to understand the old man's heart and said softly with a smile.

Mo ling'er didn't speak, but it was OK. When she said this, a abnormal flush surged up on the old man's face. As soon as her eyes turned over, she lay down on the ground.

"Master Mu!" seeing this scene, Xiao Yihan was startled and hurried to his side.

Touching the old man's body, Xiao Yihan vomited a long mouthful of turbid Qi, and his eyes were full of helpless color, "fainted."

"Cluck"

Seeing Xiao Yihan's complicated look, Mo linger couldn't help laughing at her mouth.

"A strong man in the triple heaven of the martial general's territory was stunned..." looking at the old man who was lying on the ground and had been completely unconscious, Xiao Yihan reluctantly glanced his mouth and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"How to do now?" Mo ling'er narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"What else can I do? I can only carry him back first!"

While talking, Xiao Yihan squatted down to fight the old man's body.

"Cough!"

At this time, a light cough suddenly sounded. The old man slowly opened his eyes and hammered his chest. The old man held Xiao Yihan's arm and stood up trembling.

"Master mu, are you all right?" Xiao Yihan asked anxiously, feeling that the old man's breath was still a little unstable.

"It's all right! It's all right!" he shook his head gently. The old man turned his head and stared at Mo linger closely. He looked complex and whispered, "you said you were the king of the elf family. How... How is this possible? I've never seen a king in the dense forest of PI Luo!"

"It's a long story. I can't say it clearly for a while, but I'm really a royal family, and..." looking at the old man cunningly, Mo linger's mouth gradually aroused a bad smile, "I'm still an aristocrat in the royal family!"

"Bang"

As soon as Mo linger's voice fell, the old man who had just stood up fell to the ground again. Looking at his white eyes, he seemed to be stimulated.

"You!" with a white look at Mo ling'er, Xiao Yihan shook his head with a helpless smile, and attached himself to the old man's body on his shoulder.

"Let's go! Let's go to Pilao village first. I hope they won't treat us as enemies!" Xiao Yi gently took Mo linger's jade hand, smiled bitterly, and then walked quickly to Pilao village.

In the night, the three figures soon disappeared, and the quiet village soon became noisy.