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"How can there be a Transformation Bead in such a ghost place?"

Yan Ming was very suspicious of Mo Yang's direction.

The two of them disliked each other to begin with, and now Mo Yang brought him to this remote place where only those with low cultivation levels could enter.

Yan Ming is now keeping the highest level of vigilance for his personal safety, and he misses Master Shangqing terribly.

"Yan Ming, Mo Yang can't be wrong."

Hongxuan had a mysterious confidence in Mo Yang. In addition, he had relied on Mo Yang to find the silver grass in Lingshan before, so he had no doubts at all this time.

"I really miss my senior brother who used to be fair, selfless and impartial." Yan Ming muttered softly.

"arrive."

Mo Yang and his men stopped in a sea of ​​sand.

The yellow sand blown up by the strong wind blocked their vision, and they could only see the soft sand under their feet.

?

"There's nothing here?"

Yan Ming said as he wanted to move forward and prepare to look around.

"There's a yellow sand swamp ahead. If you take another step, you won't be able to get out."

Mo Yang kindly reminded him, and Yan Ming immediately retracted his raised foot.

"What are you doing?!"

This person is clearly seeking revenge for personal gain and wants to take his life here!

"Yan Ming," Mo Yang turned around and looked at the furious man, his expression serious for the first time, "You stay here and don't let anyone pass by."

"How could anyone come here?"

"It will happen, you just have to wait."

When Shangqing came, he was followed by many people with ulterior motives.

It was to stop them that Shangqing had no choice but to leave Hongchuan Valley, leaving Yanming and Hongxuan to face the Dark Dragon, which almost cost Hongxuan his life.

Mo Yang's eyes flashed, and he turned around and took Hong Xuan's hand. "There is a wild dark dragon in Hongchuan Valley, whose strength is comparable to that of a late Mahayana cultivator. Hong Xuan, do you want to come with me?"

"You and I are one, why ask more questions?"

Mo Yang curled his lips into a smile, picked up Hongxuan, stood up and jumped, disappearing in the yellow sand in front in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Qi said that Hongchuan Valley was under the abyss opposite the Yellow Sand Swamp. Mo Yang didn't care and jumped with his men.

After all, with Hongxuan by his side, he can go anywhere.

Yan Ming disappeared before he even had time to ask clearly, and he was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

However, Mo Yang didn't look like he was joking just now, so he had to stay here honestly and pray in his heart that his master would come soon.

After falling into the dark abyss raging with wind and sand for a long time, the two finally saw a ray of light.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, they were hit by a huge spiritual force and the two fell to the ground in each other's arms.

"Puff~" Hongxuan, whose cultivation had just broken through the Mahayana stage, was caused to spit blood by this wave of spiritual power.

"It's the Savage Dark Dragon. It has noticed us."

"Why bother with it?!"

Mo Yang picked him up with a gloomy face, found a concave stone cave, and treated Hongxuan's injuries.

He was injured like this just after coming down. In the plot that Xiaoqi teleported, Hongxuan fought with the dark dragon for several months. I'm afraid he has lost his life!

Mo Yang's heart ached just thinking about it.

It's just a bead, and you don't even need it, why would you risk your life like that?!

"You don't have to do anything. I can deal with the dark dragon myself."

Mo Yang frowned as he helped the man relieve his internal injuries. He felt so distressed that he held the man in his arms and kissed and licked him.

Hongxuan let him do what he wanted, and said in a gentle and comforting voice:

"It's just spitting out blood, what's that? I have a body of immortality, this kind of-"

Mo Yang's face darkened as he kissed her directly, swallowing all the words he hadn't finished saying, along with the blood in his mouth.

"Mo, Mo Yang..."

"Don't get hurt," Mo Yang hugged the person in his arms tightly, "Hongxuan, promise me that you won't get hurt."

"But--"

Hongxuan was about to refute that if a cultivator wanted to improve his cultivation, it would be inevitable to get injured in fights. How could he guarantee that?

But feeling Mo Yang's trembling body, he swallowed his words again.

"I, I'll try my best."

Hongxuan hugged Mo Yang's neck and rubbed it against his neck, "Don't be afraid, I'll be fine."

Mo Yang is the eternal divine sword. He marches forward courageously and kills countless enemies. How could he ever be afraid?

But when he met Hongxuan, he was really scared.

He was afraid that Hongxuan would get hurt, afraid that he would not want him, afraid that Hongxuan would only care about the people of the world and would not have any place for him in his heart.

What he feared most was that Hongxuan would be hurt in front of him. That would be no different from cutting a piece of flesh from his heart with a knife.

"Hongxuan, tell me, would a god who practices the ruthless way and has only the common people in his heart love only one person?"

When Mo Yang buried his head in Hong Xuan's shoulder and asked questions, he didn't dare to look up at his eyes.

He even breathed very lightly, for fear of missing Hongxuan's answer.

Hongxuan's hand that was patting Mo Yang's back suddenly stopped. He thought for a moment and said firmly,

"If you can love everyone, you can love one person."

"Really?" Mo Yang bit his neck twice, "Will you do the same?"

"Me?" Hong Xuan felt itchy from being bitten by Mo Yang. He grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and looked at him. "Mo Yang, I only love you."

Mo Yang was stunned, looking at the person in front of him who was only a head of white hair away from Emperor Hongxuan, and was in a trance for a moment.

No, Emperor Hongxuan would not say such a thing.

He is not, after all, he is not the person who lives by the Thousand Lotus Pond all day long.

Mo Yang's eyes instantly turned red, and he felt indescribable sadness and uneasiness in his heart.

He didn't dare to face Emperor Hongxuan, but he also hoped that Emperor Hongxuan would take the initiative to find him and give him an end, but he was afraid that the result would not be what he wanted.

At this moment, the fragment of Emperor Hongxuan's consciousness was right in front of him, and he suddenly didn't know how to face him.

This kind of torture of being torn apart caused pain in every pore of Mo Yang.

The sudden emotion almost engulfed Mo Yang.

"You wait here and don't go out," Mo Yang's voice was filled with barely perceptible tears, "I'm going to meet the dark dragon."

He was afraid that if he didn't go out, he would really cry in front of Hongxuan.

"Mo Yang!"

Hongxuan noticed that something was wrong with Mo Yang, but before he could catch him, Mo Yang turned into a sword and rushed out.

He also did not forget to cast the barrier to prevent Hongxuan from going out.

"Absolute Silence?!"

Although it was only for a moment, Hongxuan still saw the red light.

It is the unique sword sound of the Jueji Sword, and it is the demonic energy that originates from the same clan as that on Lingshan Mountain!

"Mo Yang, is he the sword spirit of the Jue Ji Sword?" Hong Xuan's mind was buzzing, and he murmured in a low voice, "What about Yan Ming? He is——"

Thinking of that possibility, Hongxuan's blood suddenly rushed up and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Because of the truth he had just discovered, Hongxuan couldn't help but frown in worry while worrying about Mo Yang's safety.

It turns out that the master and his junior fellow apprentice had been lying to him all along...