Chapter 631: Dare to grab things from Longya!

Linchuan letter!
These four words made Mu Qingge's eyes excited. She raised her hand, grabbed the longan-sized ball of light, and clenched her fingers tightly, hiding its brilliance.
After that, she swept her gaze coldly, and everyone was asleep with their eyes closed and was not alarmed.
She and Si Mo turned to leave the camp and walked towards the secluded place.
After walking a long distance and making sure that there was no one around, Mu Qingge released his grip and let the ball of light fly out. The ball of light did not fly far, but hovered in front of Mu Qingge.
Then, the ball of light flashed and turned into a luminous figure, appearing in front of her.
Concentrating on that lifelike but illusory figure, Mu Qingge's eyes shrank sharply, and he shouted, "Grandpa!"
The figure that appeared in front of her was Mu Xiong who was far away in the Mu Mansion of Qin State in Linchuan.
"Ge'er, do you miss Grandpa?" The illusory figure suddenly spoke, as if he could see Mu Qingge standing in front of him.
"Qingge misses Grandpa." Mu Qingge murmured.
When not seen, maybe I haven't missed it.
But now, "Mu Xiong" stands vividly in front of her, but she feels that she is homesick.
In her mind, the pictures of Linchuan, Qin, and family and friends flashed continuously.
"Ge'er, thank you for your hard work."'Mu Xiong' sighed with sorrow. His young granddaughter has left home and is away from relatives, but he can't provide her with protection like he once did. This is something that Mu Xiong has always cared about.
"Geer, sometimes grandpa thought, I knew you would be so hard now and bear so many responsibilities, I would rather try my best to develop you into a real dude, safe and simple. A lifetime."'Mu Xiong' sighed.
This is not a lie, but the truth.
Before Mu Qingge was not Mu Qingge, he had already arranged all retreats for this only "grandson". Even if she catches up with the whole Mu family, she must be considerate.
If Mu Xiong is not sincere to her, Mu Qingge's true love will not be exchanged.
The words of'Mu Xiong' made Mu Qingge laugh with tears. Knowing that Mu Xiong couldn't hear what she said, she still whispered: "The granddaughter chooses the path she chooses, no matter how hard it is, she must go on. Grandpa is willing to let me be a dude, I am not reconciled."
'Mu Xiong' sighed deeply, his expression concealed with excitement. Mu Qingge even saw his hands hidden in the cuffs, trembling slightly: "Ge'er, I have received your letter. After receiving it, I can't calm down for a few days. Liancheng's death, so many years have passed. , I’m already relieved. Seeing your mother, tell her for me, nineteen years, it’s time to let go. The deceased is dead, let her not be too persistent and take care of her body. People cannot come back from death, grandpa doesn’t want it. Because of your father’s affairs, anyone was hurt again, especially you. Also, tell her that I knew that she left without her intention, so I don’t blame her. Besides, she gave birth to you for our Mu family. This baby, this alone is the great hero of our Mu family. And..."
'Mu Xiong' pursed his lips and fell silent.
It seems that it was because he was too excited to speak well, so he had to stop and calm down before speaking.
Mu Xiong's words made Mu Qingge a little bit sad and heartwarming. The father's tolerance and open-mindedness, she couldn't do it. The Mu family that had been broken for more than ten years was all supported by him.
Don't forget, Mu Xiong at that time also experienced the pain of losing his wife and child. Moreover, two sons died, leaving a daughter alone.
For Mulianrong, it was not only his mother who was lost, but also the eldest brother whom he regarded as an idol, and his twin brother.
It can be said that the three people who were left in Linchuan Mu's house depended on each other, supported each other, passed the pain, and walked firmly.
"...My Geer, I'm also an older sister. Your aunt has added a younger brother to you. The baby is very temperamental. When you come back, you have to take care of him. You know what, your cousin gets into trouble on weekdays, Your aunt was reluctant to say him, so she used you to scare him, making him afraid of you since he was a child. Oh, yes, your cousin is named Xue Qingxiang."'Mu Xiong' spoke again, but it was about the aunt's family. .
Mu Qingge chuckles, somewhat helpless.
I didn't expect that I still have the potential of "Grandma Wolf", thanks to her good aunt!
Her glorious image is probably demonized in the young heart of her little cousin.
"Xue Qingxiang, it's a good name." Mu Qingge murmured.
She could feel that what Grandpa wanted to say was about her twin siblings, but when it came to her lips, it became an introduction to her cousin.
'Mu Xiong' stopped again. After a while, he said again: "By the way, Ge'er. Several of your friends have visited me in the Mu's house not long ago. They said they would go to the Middle Ages to find you, come see me for you, they It's also considered intentional."
A few friends!
With a move in Mu Qingge's heart, he immediately thought of Mei Zizhong, Zhao Nanxing, Shang Zisu, and Zhu Ling. When they were in the Yaota branch, they agreed to travel around the world together and leave Linchuan together.
Now, she is one step ahead, and are they ready to come to her?
When he thought that his old friend was about to meet, Mu Qingge felt a little more expectant.
'Mu Xiong' also talked about Linchuan, Qin State, Mu Mansion, and Fatty Shao... Fatty Shao actually got married and married a famous lady in Luodu. This is out of the question. Mu Qingge expected.
She was a little curious about what kind of woman it was that could hold Fatty Shao's heart and let him give up the flowers and plants outside.
Speaking of the end,'Mu Xiong' really couldn't find anything to say, so she tremblingly asked, "Ge'er, how are your brothers and sisters? They look like your father? Or your mother? Oh, I am confused. Now. When your parents left, you were still just children, how can you remember them? Geer, they are my Mu family's blood and blood, your own siblings, you who are older sisters should be managed well, you can’t let them They do things to lose their family. Don’t worry if they should beat or scold you. Grandpa will support you. If there is a chance... if there is a chance, let them go back to Linchuan and see my grandpa."
"Ge'er, grandpa knows that you have anger in your heart. It's almost done. Our admiration family is not a small belly. How to say, she is your mother. If your heart is not angry, it will be a big deal when grandpa sees her and will help you. Would you like to reprimand? Grandpa also knows that you are a child with an idea, and I will not interfere with you. Do whatever you want. Grandpa only hopes that you don't wrong yourself and don't make yourself uncomfortable." Mu Xiong persuaded in a low voice. .
His eyes fell into memories, and he whispered: "I still remember, when you were just a few years old, you woke up from a dream at night, holding your aunt and crying to your mother..."
'Mu Xiong' gradually dissipated, turned into a dim brilliance, and disappeared invisible.
Mu Qingge stood there, knowing that the function of the messenger had ended.
‘Grandpa, that’s your real granddaughter, not me. Mu Qingge silently answered Mu Xiong's last sentence in his heart.
She understood what Mu Xiong meant.
Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen are of the Mu family's blood. In any case, they must recognize their ancestors and become Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen.
As for Sang Lanruo, Mu Xiong didn't blame her, and he was relatively indifferent to whether Muliancheng could resurrect. After all, in his heart, this proud son has been dead for nineteen years.
Resurrection from the dead is too illusory. Even though he hopes his son will survive in his heart, he knows that the cost is not small. He would rather give up this hope if he let the living person lose some and exchange it for a dead person.
What he said was to Sang Lanruo and also to Mu Qingge.
Now, Mu Qingge is the most precious person in his heart. He doesn't want Mu Qingge to be hurt by this, nor does he want her to put himself in danger.
Even if Mu Xiong didn't say it clearly, Mu Qingge could understand his meaning.
And whether Mu Qingge forgave Sang Lanruo and accept her as a mother, he would not interfere. Just tell Mu Qingge that she has longed for her mother since she was a child, and don't miss the opportunity because of some complaints.
Therefore, Mu Qingge replied in his heart, she was not the Mu Qingge who was crying and shouting.
If it is really Mu Qingge, I am afraid that after complaining, he will forgive his mother and yearn for the maternal love that has been missing since childhood.
Of course, she was just a soul of another world to replace.
She didn't have any expectations for Sang Lanruo, let alone any nostalgia.
"Little Ge'er, are you okay." Mu Qingge's silence made Si Mo a little worried.
But Mu Qingge raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a weird expression: "You never told me that the Messenger Talisman conveys news in this way."
"..." Si Mo was speechless. He doesn't understand, is this the point?
Mu Qingge approached him, gritted his teeth and said, "I remember when I was sending a letter to my grandfather, I had just showered, with a disheveled hair, and you were also sitting next to me with disheveled clothes."
damn it! Although they had a relationship that night, when the letter was passed on, she was still a big girl.
If Grandpa saw the image at that time, what would he think?
"Little song..." Si Mo blinked, feeling aggrieved.
Mu Qingge's eyes stared, killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"Little Geer, don't worry, our business is already a household name in Linchuan, and no one will laugh at you." Si Mo's explanation is better not to explain.
Mu Qingge's lips twitched fiercely and punched Si Mo in the eye sockets.
Si Mo didn't hide, and received the punch abruptly.
"Huh." Mu Qingge turned around and left proudly, not paying attention to the black-bellied guy.
...
Early the next morning, Mu Qingge called Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen aside.
"I hope you will return to Linchuan." In her words, there was no room for negotiation, and there was no choice between them like Mu Xiong.
Since she can walk to the Middle Ages, how difficult is it for them to go to Linchuan?
Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen were shocked by these words.
They glanced at each other and looked at Mu Qingge in unison.
Mu Qingge turned to face them, and said without rebuttal: "One year, I will give you one year. No matter what method you use, return to Linchuan Mu Mansion to meet your grandpa. Moreover, your surname should be changed to your father. Last name. Before I left Linchuan, my grandfather passed me the position of the head of the Mu family. If you follow my requirements, I will allow you to enter the Mu family tree. If you can’t do it, you will join me in the future. Home doesn’t matter anymore."
This is an order, not a negotiation.
Mu Qingge has always been tough. She could see that the two people had the Mu family in their hearts, so she gave this opportunity. If these two people do not have the Mu family in their hearts, but only consider themselves as the Sang family, she would not even tell Mu Xiong that the existence of these two people would save him from being sad and disappointed.
"Boss, have you contacted Grandpa? Can you tell us a few words with Grandpa?" Sang Xuewu understood immediately.
With this reminder of her, Sang Yichen was also excited.
If Mu Qingge, the eldest sister, has become his new idol, then Mu Xiong has already established a glorious and tall image in his mother's words in his childhood memory.
Sang Yichen has always been very proud of this hero on the battlefield who is loyal to the country and guarded by his guts, and is proud that he is his grandson.
Mu Qingge's expression was calm, and under the excited expressions of the two of them, he said lightly: "If I do what I want, you will naturally see."
"Yes, the teleportation array passed down by the Ke Sang family has been damaged and can no longer be used. It is impossible for the elders in the family to open the channel connecting Linchuan for us. How do we go back?" Sang Yichen said anxiously.
Mu Qingge's eyes flashed, and his gaze fell on Sang Yichen.
His words caught her attention.
"Don't you know the Bitter Sea and the Wandering Soul Desert?" Mu Qingge asked, narrowing his eyes.
Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen looked at each other and shook their heads slightly at Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge frowned, pursing his lips in silence.
The Bitter Sea and the Wandering Soul Desert are connected to the Middle Ages. People with a little experience know this in Linchuan. Why in the Middle Ages, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen didn't seem to have heard of their reactions at all?
‘Little song, from Linchuan to the Middle Ages and from the Middle Ages to Linchuan, the pressure of the Bitter Sea and the Wandering Soul Desert is different. Although people from the Middle Ages can also enter Linchuan Realm through this passage, most people would not choose this strenuous method. Teleportation arrays, or temporarily opened channels, are the common methods used by the Middle Ages to travel to Linchuan. Si Mo's voice sounded in Mu Qingge's mind.
‘So it is! Mu Qingge knew it in his heart.
Perhaps the difficulty of traveling from the Middle Ages to the Linchuan world is several times that of the opposite. According to the knowledge of the people in the Middle Ages, it is not worthwhile to spend a lot of energy and time to travel to a barren land.
Therefore, this approach was gradually abandoned and is not known to posterity.
"If you want to go to Linchuan, you don't have to ask for help." Mu Qingge said to Erren.
Seeing the two of them being serious, Mu Qingge said, "There is a sea area at the southernmost tip of Nanzhou. If you pass through that sea area, you can reach the ancient witch country in Linchuan boundary."
This is the route she has traveled and the safest route.
The survivors above the sea of ​​bitterness, the sea monster all have friendship with her, as long as she has her token, it is not difficult to pass through the sea, as long as the sea spirit beasts attack.
And with the strength of the people of the Middle Ages, it should be more than enough to deal with those sea spirit beasts.
As long as you enter the ancient witch country, there will be no accidents. Finding Jiang Li, you can naturally send the two of them to Qin Guomu Mansion safely.
This is the safest way, and it only takes time and determination.
If they don't even have this determination and courage, how can they talk about returning to Mu's house?
"Really?! Great! I thought I had to find the teleportation formation before I could enter the Middle Ages." Sang Yichen said excitedly.
Sang Xuewu also showed a beautiful smile, and said to Mu Qingsong: "Boss, since there is a way, we can go back. When this is up, we return to Fusha City to meet our mother and tell her everything immediately. Depart for Linchuan."
"When we leave, we will also ask Grandpa to let us change our surname to Mu. From now on, I will be Mu Yichen!" Mu Yichen also continued.
"Grandpa?" Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes.
Sang Yichen nodded and said, "Yes, our grandfather is also the grandfather of the eldest son, the current Patriarch of the Sang family."
It turns out that if Sang Lan is the eldest daughter of the Sang family, it is no wonder that the Sang family will try their best to find her back and bring her back to the Sang family.
Mu Qingge understood more in his heart.
"Originally, I only planned to give you one year, but according to the route I said, it will take nearly a year to leave from the coast of Nanzhou and reach the ancient witch kingdom of Linchuan. Therefore, I will extend you another half year. Half a year, It is enough for you to reach the Qin Kingdom from the ancient witch country and find the Mu Palace." Mu Qingge said to the two.
She stubbornly asked the two to return to Linchuan, only because of the sentence in the letter passed by her grandfather, hoping that the two grandchildren who had never met would have the opportunity to return to Linchuan Mufu to recognize their ancestors.
Therefore, she made it a condition.
If they do this, then this younger sibling, she will recognize it.
Although there is no friendship that grows up together, she will also assume the responsibility of the eldest sister if she hangs on this name.
If they can't do it, then neither Sang Xuewu nor Sang Yichen will bother her anymore, and everyone will be like strangers in the future.
...
After the explanation, Mu Qingge ordered to set off to Dark Abyss Pool.
Only this time, Mu Qingge did not let other people follow, but ordered them to join Mo Yang and the others. It is enough for her and Si Mo to go to Dark Abyss Pool.
"The cultivation base of the Double Skull Jiao has reached the third level of the Golden Realm. You must be careful when fighting." Si Mo reminded on the road.
Mu Qingge smiled and said, "I can't beat it, isn't there you still?"
Si Mo was taken aback, and smiled softly: "Little Ge'er, I like the way you depend on me."
Mu Qingge sighed, and shook his head dissatisfied, "You have stayed by my side for a long time, and I have become lazy. If I had encountered such a powerful enemy before, I would hollow out my mind and think about a strategy against the enemy. But now, you Look, I didn't even think about it, but I felt I couldn't beat you and still have you."
"Is this bad?" Si Mo smiled.
Mu Qingge shook his head, "No, I will lose my fighting spirit." She said something serious.
Si Mo said distressedly: "Little Ge'er, when you have me, you can rely on me and relax."
"But you also have injuries." Mu Qingge frowned.
Si Mo chuckled softly, "I'm not my opponent with the peak strength of the sixth level of the Golden Realm, let alone a double-skull dragon with the third level of the Golden Realm? Xiaogeer, your husband is very strong."
Mu Qingge showed a beautiful smile, raised his perfect chin, and looked over: "Well, then I'll rely on you."
"Don't worry about it." Si Mo condensed her with a gentle squiggle in amber eyes.
With Si Mo leading the way, the two came to the vicinity of Dark Abyss Lake almost easily.
Si Mo's familiarity with the Canglan Mountains surprised Mu Qingge. But his reply was just a faint line, ‘I came here a long time ago. ’
He didn't say this for a long time, but Mu Qingge guessed it was a thousand years ago or ten thousand years ago. Who made Si Mo's age always a mystery?
"You go in first and stir the muddy pool water, and it will appear. When you have played enough and don't want to play, call me over again." Si Mo said to Mu Qingsong.
Mu Qingge looked at him weirdly, "What are you doing about mystery?"
Si Mo just smiled mysteriously without explaining.
Helpless, Mu Qingge had to go in by himself.
Passing through a small forest, Mu Qingge heard the sound of gurgling water. It was like the sound of a waterfall falling from a height. She followed the sound of the water and she could see clearly that there was a pool of black water under a cliff waterfall.
The water of the lake is muddy, invisible, but very calm. Except for the splashing water where the waterfall falls, the rest is quiet as a mirror.
Mu Qingge's right hand flashed with silver light, and Linglong's gun was held in her hand.
She approached the Dark Abyss Lake carefully, looked carefully, and did what Si Mo said.
Mu Qingge leaped with his feet into the air, holding the Linglong spear, head and feet upside down, inserting the tip of the spear into the pool water, and inputting spiritual power to stir.
As she stirred, a whirlpool appeared in the calm water, and the water became more muddy and dark.
"Roar--!"
At the bottom of the pool, an angry beast roar came.
Mu Qingge's eyes dazzled, and he drew out the Linglong spear, turned his body backwards, and fell to the edge of the Dark Abyss.
Just when her feet touched the ground, a tall water column suddenly rose on the surface of the disturbed Dark Abyss Pool. A fierce ancient behemoth rose into the sky from the bottom of the pool and was exposed to Mu Qingge.
This beast is slender as reckless, but it has two hideous heads. It is about a hundred feet long, and the body exposed out of the pool is only one-third long. The whole body is made of bones, and the skin is as thin as wings, and the internal organs and blood flow can be easily seen.
The four eyes on both heads are as big as copper bells, glowing with dark red, showing cold light. On top of his head, there is a hideous single horn, one gold and one silver, which looks very sharp.
"Double skull Jiao!" Mu Qingge said in a low voice.
The hand holding Linglong's spear couldn't help but tighten a little.
An unprecedented tension appeared in her heart. That tension is not because of fear, but because of excitement. An excitement of confronting a master!
The same human being at the third level of the Golden Realm, in front of the Double Skull Jiao, can only sling!
This is the advantage of the Orcs, and for her, it is also an excellent training partner!
"Today, let me try your greatness!" Mu Qingge provoked a frenzied smile. With a wave of Linglong's spear, she struck a silver radiance. She rose into the sky and took the initiative to face the double skull flood.
For Mu Qingge's huge body with double skulls, the biggest advantage is his flexible body shape. She can make an effective attack before the Double Skull Jiao reacts.
The shadow of the gun was like electricity, too fast to see Mu Qingge's figure.
The two heads of the Double Skull Jiao also started to attack, chasing Mu Qingge, but in vain, several attacks failed.
In anger, it roared, and the bone spurs stood up and shot towards Mu Qingge. The densely packed bone spurs came towards Mu Qingge like an arrow. She slid her hand to the middle of the gun handle, held the gun shaft in both hands and rotated it quickly, blocking the bone spurs.
The bone spurs that were blocked, passed by her, and the stones and trees that were hit turned into powder.
‘So strong! Mu Qingge gave a secret compliment in his heart.
The attack power of the Double Skull Jiao really deserves its reputation!
It's just the bone spurs, so sharp and powerful, not to mention the bones in other parts of its body.
The attack failed, and the two hairs of the Double Skull Jiao roared, and the sound of the mountains and forest trembled, flying sand and rocks. The bone spur shot out flew back and re-entered its body.
At this time, Mu Qingge noticed that the gold and silver horns on top of its head were emitting aura, and the powerful spiritual power turned into countless light blades and swept toward her.
Mu Qingge started with a star, constantly changing his figure, but still looked a little embarrassed.
After a while, cracks appeared in her robes.
"Roar!"
A huge pressure fell from the sky, directly hitting Mu Qingge's shoulders, pressing her down from the air, and her feet plunged directly into the ground, and the mud sank into her knees.
The cold sweat coming out of her back instantly wet Mu Qingge's clothes, her face was pale, she barely raised her head, her eyes were bloodshot and looked at the double skull flood.
‘The Reiatsu of the Strong Golden Realm! ’
The sudden pressure on her body made her understand what she had encountered.
In the four eyes of the Double Skull Jiao, a thick banter emerged.
The look in Mu Qingge's eyes was like looking at an ant that could abuse at will.
‘It turns out that under the spiritual pressure of a strong golden realm, I don’t even have the ability to resist. Mu Qingge gritted his teeth and held on. She felt the bones all over her body creaked, and the muscles seemed to be squeezed, with tearing pain, and the blood flow was slow. Even the spiritual power was pressed in the Dantian Qi Sea and could not be mobilized. .
At this moment, Mu Qingge felt that he was a wooden person who could feel pain.
'puff! ’
A slight noise was the sound of blood vessels bursting.
The spiritual pressure that fell on Mu Qingge's body was already close to her limit.
"Amo!" Mu Qingge squeezed out the name that made her feel at ease. The voice was very small, but she was quite sure that Si Mo would be able to hear her calling.
As soon as she finished her voice, the golden palace bell tied around her waist came automatically without wind, and the crisp bell sounded abruptly, causing the spiritual pressure around her to suddenly loosen and disappear invisible.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingge was involved in a familiar embrace.
"Little song." Si Mo murmured distressedly in his ears.
Mu Qingge leaned against him with a wry smile, and said, "I can't beat it." His tone was a little depressed, but he didn't feel decadent.
"It's okay, I'll fight for you." Si Mo whispered comforting. Lifting his eyes to look at the Double Skulls, Gao Leng said in an aloof voice: "Double Skulls, do you remember me?"
Before hearing the voice of Si Mo, the double-skull scorpion, who was still imposing and imposing, shocked all over his body, lowered his head quickly, and said in a humble and respectful tone: "My lord, it's you!"
Because it has two heads, it speaks with two voices, like an accent.
"Si Mo knows the Double Skull Jiao? The dialogue between one person and one beast made Mu Qingge curiously raised his face and looked at Si Mo.
Si Mo didn't explain, but looked at the double skulls calmly and said, "Do you remember what you owe me?"
"I owe my life to you." The Double Skull Jiao said humblely.
"Very good." Si Mo raised his eyebrows, "Then you do it, or I do it?"
"Don't dare to bother adults." The double skull Jiao's answer surprised Mu Qingge. Her eyes turned to the Double Skull Jiao, and she saw that its body was wrapped in sadness, and her head looked at Mu Qingge deeply, then raised her head and gave a long scream.
With this sound, the mountains and forests screamed, the whole earth was trembling, and the wind was even more stirred.
Mu Qingge's eardrum seemed to be punctured, and it was extremely painful.
Si Mo pressed her ears and firmly protected her in his arms, his eyes were cold and stern and said: "Laughter!"
The two short words made the Double Skull Jiao like a lightning strike.
After a while, Mu Qingge heard a huge explosion. She lifted her head from Si Mo's arms and saw the scene of the double-skull Jiao exploding her heart.
The beating heart jumped out of its body, exploded to pieces and turned into a pool of blood.
The Double Skull Jiao made a mournful cry and fell from the air, hitting the shore heavily.
Mu Qingge looked at the corpse of the Double Skull Jiao in a daze. For some reason, there was something uncomfortable in his heart. Her purpose was to kill the Double Skull Flood Dragon, but at the moment the double skull Flood Dragon's body was lying in front of her, making her speechless.
"Little Geer need not think too much. Thousands of years ago, I passed by here and saved its life. For thousands of years, it still cannot break through the barrier. Even if it does not die today, it only has a life span of a hundred years. I have allowed it to live for more than a thousand years. Taking its life back does not count as owing it." Si Mo saw Mu Qingge's discomfort and began to explain.
Mu Qingge took a deep breath and looked at Si Mo, "I understand. But if it was killed by me or by you, I would feel better." When the double skull Jiao committed suicide, let her There is a feeling of being a hero.
Of course, the Double Skull Jiao could not be a hero, but the feeling of being unable to resist in front of the strong made her understand the rules of the game in this world more deeply.
If Si Mo wasn't there today, would she fight against such a master, wouldn't she have the power to resist under spiritual pressure, and would have to humiliate to death?
Become stronger! Even stronger!
Mu Qingge straightened up, and a fearless courage poured out from the bottom of her heart, stimulating her heart that wanted to become stronger.
"A Mo, I am still too weak." Mu Qingge said to Si Mo.
Si Mo raised his hand and touched her forehead, and said softly: "My little song is already very powerful."
...
On the other side of the Canglan Mountain Range, Mo Yang led Long Fangwei to sweep the battlefield.
This is already the seventh day of entering the mountain range, and the scattered Longfang Guards have gradually joined together and are preparing to return.
"Brother Mo Yang, why do you want to clean up the blood?" Two days ago, Sang Yichen, who had joined Mo Yang and the others, approached Mo Yang curiously and asked familiarly.
There was no superfluous expression on Mo Yang's face. He glanced at him and replied: "Habit."
Uh……
Sang Yichen was stunned by this answer.
He felt that Mo Yang was playing him perfunctory. But he didn't know that when the Dragon Tooth Guard was established, Mu Qingge was already training them to clean the scene after every battle.
Doing so will not only remove the traces, but also reduce the enemy's perception of himself.
Because an experienced opponent can analyze the opponent's strength, number, and even powerful tricks from the traces of the battlefield.
Naturally, Mo Yang would not explain the hidden reason in detail, but just used the simplest generalization. Habits, this is indeed the habit that Longyawei has deepened into his bones, Mo Yang did not lie.
Without waiting with Sang Yichen, Mo Yang turned around to check the cleaning situation.
Regarding the corpses of the spirit beasts, the dragon tooth guards buried them on the spot, only dug out their beast cores. When encountering some beasts with bright fur, they will peel off the entire animal skins and then sell them in the city, which is also a huge income.
"There are so many spirit beasts dead here!"
On the ground, there were a lot of corpses of spirit beasts, some of which were a little further away, and Dragon Tooth Guard had time to retrieve them in the future. But when they heard a female voice suddenly sounded, everyone followed their reputation and saw a young lady who looked like a family nobleman who picked up the body of a uniplane from the ground.
Before Mo Yang spoke, Sang Yichen shouted: "Hey, let go. That is our trophy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman looked up. And behind her, many people walked out one after another, with a team logo on their chests.
Mo Yang's eyes swept across the sign, his eyes sank, and he said in an unsearchable voice: "Man of 100 refinements."
The other party is actually the best of the three giants!
This discovery made Mo Yang vigilant.
"What is your trophy? I picked it up from the ground." The woman should be a young lady from a certain family, who entrusted Bai Lian to enter the Canglan Mountains to experience. Hearing Sang Yichen's words at this moment, as soon as his arrogance came up, he spoke sophistry.
Mo Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Sang Yichen, and saw the teasing expression on the face of Bailian's person over there, without moving. Sang Yichen's fearlessness can just spy on the other side's fiction.
"Do you want a face? We didn't kill it. Could it be that it would die in front of you well and be picked up by you?" Sang Yichen said sarcastically.
Sang Xuewu stood by and saw Sang Yichen clashing with the other party. Just as he wanted to stop him, he saw Mo Yang's eyes swept over and couldn't help but stop.
After thinking about it, she guessed Mo Yang's intention. After thinking about it, she pursed her lips and fell silent, not stopping Sang Yichen from coming out.
The woman's eyes became angry, her arrogance suddenly burned, and she stretched out her finger to Sang Yichen and said: "It just died in front of me, it's my trophy, what do you want?"
"You are so unreasonable!" Sang Yichen was also angry.
"You dare to say that I'm unreasonable? Okay! I'm going to make this uni-wing beast. Come and grab it if you have the ability!" The woman raised her chin and cast a provocative look at Sang Yichen.
After speaking, she retreated to the crowd and asked the people of Bailian to protect her.
This small move has already demonstrated her carefulness.
"You! Coquettish, domineering, domineering! How can there be a woman like you in the world!" Sang Yichen said bitterly.
After speaking, he wanted to rush over to the uniplane back.
However, when he rushed to Mo Yang's side, he raised his hand to block him.
Mo Yang looked at the Bailian people over there, and slowly said, "The Bailian people are planning to the trophies of our Dragon Tooth?"
One person walked out of Bailian. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be the leader of this team. Facing Mo Yang’s questioning, he smiled a little ill-intentioned, and said lazily: "You dragon teeth, don’t give us Bailian hats. We haven’t even moved our hands from beginning to end. Our task is Miss Mi Fang who protects the Gong family."
His words made Gong Mifang who was standing among them even more proud.
When she heard'Dragon Tooth' before, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. During the time she came to Sunmu Grassland, she had heard of Longya's name and Mu Qingge's name.
Of course, when the people of Bailian said these words without fear, she remembered that the veteran team hired by her family was also a veteran, heaven-level team, and it was not necessarily bad at all, and immediately confidence returned.
What the people of Bailian said put aside the responsibility very clearly.
It was made clear that this Miss Gong family was used to make things difficult for the dragon's teeth, but it was ridiculous that Gong Mifang was completely unaware. Their task is to protect her, and she took the trophy of Dragon Tooth, which are two different things.
If it really fought, the truth would not be defeated here.
Those who have worked hard to make good calculations.
Mo Yang's eyes fell slightly, looking at Bai Lian's leader and said: "In that case, let her hand over the things. If you don't, no one will want to leave."
Ok?
The face of Bai Lian's team leader changed, and his eyes gloomily looked at Mo Yang.
He probably didn't expect Mo Yang to give such an answer, as if he didn't care about each other's celestial team, and he shouldn't be guilty easily.
"Are you threatening me?" He was unhappy, and his tone was not much better.
However, Mo Yang just raised his hand indifferently, and the Dragon Tooth Guard who stood behind him staring at him immediately spread out and quickly surrounded this area.
The movements of Longya surprised the people of Bailian and immediately became vigilant.
And the proud expression of that Miss Gong disappeared instantly, and the very delicately portrayed face was full of panic.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Sang Yi Chen wanted to try, and Sang Xuewu also had a cold face.
"Today, if you let you go, wouldn't you tell everyone that the spoils of my Longya can be grabbed by everyone?" Mo Yang said this lightly, showing his state of mind.
If you want to leave, you can, then put down the uniplane and leave with an apology.
If you don't want to, then use force to resolve it.
Following Mu Qingge for a long time, he naturally learned her sturdy style. Even in the face of someone whose cultivation base far exceeds him, he will not bow his head, let alone show weakness.
The leader of Bai Lian frowned and his face was cold. He asked in a deep voice, "Your Longya really want to fight with us Bai Lian?"
Once the fight starts, it means that the Liangzi between the two teams is forged. People who don't believe in the other side don't care about this at all.
"It's your more rules first. If you change things today, you will treat it as okay and let me go?" Mo Yang asked calmly with his eyes picked.
This question made the other person speechless.
The answer is naturally no!
If you dare to grab the spoils of Bailian, you are just looking for death!
Of course, even if the truth is clear to each other, it is a very shameless thing to just bow your head.
"The one who took your trophies is not me Bailian." The atmosphere began to tense, but the leader of Bailian wanted to quibble again and separate the relationship.