The villain is ill

Ming Que Peak.

It has been two months since the Tianxuanmen Acceptance Conference, and the man didn't stay for too long that day.

"If you think about it, then crush this bead, and I will send someone to meet you at that time." The man left these words, and asked Qing Ling to take Chu Mo back to Ming Que Peak.

The transparent blue beads soaked in warmth, exuding a faint warmth in Chu Mo's cold palm.

In his heart, Chu Mo wanted to cultivate immortality, otherwise he would not be able to come back to Tianxuanmen.

But Qingyue tried countless methods these days, and finally came to the conclusion that there was no spiritual root. Although he said he would continue to find a way, Chu Mo knew that he tried his best.

The sword that passed through his mother's chest, the cold rain, and the sweet and warm blood appeared in his mind, and Chu Mo was in a daze.

Do you want to repair magic?

"Hey!"

Suddenly a voice came from behind Chu Mo, he unhurriedly put away the beads in his hand, and turned to look at Huang Ying who was three steps away.

"I didn't scare you." Huang Ying felt a little regretful, but then became happy again, "Mo Mo, Zuo Feng's spiritual fruit is ripe, let's pick it!"

'it is good. '

The overall mountain of Mingque Peak is relatively flat, with four distinct seasons. At this time, the ripe fruits are hanging on the treetops, and the fruit fragrance is overflowing.

"So many big apples." Huang Ying said excitedly.

Chu Mo had seen this kind of fruit before, and it was called Yanguo because it was as red as flames when it was ripe, but for some reason Huang Ying called it apple.

Seeing Chu Mo looking at her, Huang Ying knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly explained: "Apple is another name I heard in a small village before. I thought it sounded good, so I wrote it down. Let's not talk about this, let's start picking."

Soon, the oriole climbed up the tree and picked a lot of flaming fruits.She picked out some of the biggest and most popular ones and gave them to Chu Mo, "You can eat these, and by the way, give one to senior brother Huaqin and Huadong, I'll go back first!" She took two steps, then turned her head and said : "By the way, Momo, my father is coming back today. He is the leader and the most powerful! He must have a way to solve your spiritual root matter, don't worry."

Chu Mo smiled and nodded, seeing her leave excitedly, Fang picked up the fruit and walked back.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the courtyard, I saw two people talking in the courtyard.

Qingyue turned his back to him, opposite was an old man in blue shirt with a pale face.

"Nephew Qingyue, the head of the sect has an order that no idlers will be left in the sect. Please send them away within three days."

"Uncle Wuyang, you have also seen the sect test that day. This child's temperament is really good, but his spiritual root is slightly lacking. If he can make up his spiritual root, he will definitely..."

"It is precisely because of the Zongmen test that day, that this child has a good heart, and you have been tossing around for the past two months. But he has no spiritual roots, and it is so difficult to reshape his spiritual roots, unless... Forget it, you try your best gone."

"I'll find a way."

"You! Forget it, the old man can't control you."

"I'll take you."

"No, you can do it yourself."

"You walk slowly."

Chu Mo stepped back behind the pillars of the courtyard wall, but the old man obviously knew that he was here, turned his head to meet his eyes, nodded slightly at him, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Qingyue stood in the courtyard for a while, sighed, and Yujian flew towards the gate of the sect.

After a long time, Chu Mo came out from behind the pillar, still holding the pile of fruits in his arms, looked at the empty yard, and at the white morning mist that had not dissipated in the distance, feeling a little at a loss what to do.

"Momo, what are you doing here? I've been looking for you for a long time. In the morning, Huaqin went to pick lotus dew and said that she would make lotus cakes for us." Huadong shouted from a distance, and he walked quickly to Chu Mo. Looking at the flaming fruit in his arms, "Is this flaming fruit? It's so big, you went to pick it? Didn't you drop it? Can I eat one?"

Chu Mo handed all the Yanguo to Huadong, and Huadong took it happily. He didn't know that Qingyue had just left, and he was full of thoughts, "I'll go wash it, it happens to be eight, and it happens that there are four of us and two of us. Master Uncle just came back today."

The difference from before was that there was no news from Qingyue this time, and Huang Ying set off to look for him in the second month, leaving only Huaqin Huadong and Chu Mo as companions.

"You're just getting better, why are you blowing wind in the yard again? Be careful and cold." Hua Qin put the cloak on Chu Mo's body, touched his cold hands, "Hurry up and go back to the house."

Chu Mo smiled at Huaqin, put down the book, stood up following his strength, and was about to walk into the house, when he suddenly heard the noise coming from outside, he couldn't help but stop and look out the door.

Hua Qin hurriedly went to open the courtyard door, and saw several disciples helping a person coming over, that person was none other than Qingyue.

Qingyue's face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were closed, apparently in a coma.

A group of people bustlingly helped Qingyue into the room, while Huaqin Huadong was busy taking care of her.

At this time, someone came out and pointed at Chu Mo's nose and scolded, "It's you, the mourning star. If it weren't for you, how could the senior brother be injured so badly? These days, the senior brother has been busy up and down for you, and he almost died Give it away, but you are better off, eat and drink here, don’t cultivate immortals if you don’t have spiritual roots, and go down the mountain by yourself, why come out to harm people?”

Chu Mo recognized this disciple, his name was Qingming, he was close to Qingyue on weekdays, and brought him some pastries when he came to Mingque Peak last time.

Seeing that Chu Mo didn't respond, Qingming was even more angry, and wiped away tears, "It was the same when I was looking for your brother before, because of a dead person, the elder brother was seriously injured when he followed Moxiu, and he took a few months of recuperation to recover. Well, this time it's you again, I knew it would be bad to meet you."

dead?

Chu Mo quickly caught this key word, took out the leaving mark jade, and wrote: 'What dead person? '

"That's right, it's because of the kindness of senior brother that I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to bear it. In fact, your brother was trampled to death as early as that day." Qingming gritted his teeth, "I heard that he was still trampled to death, if it wasn't for For you, how could he be trampled to death? It was all your fault! After killing your elder brother, you come to kill your elder brother, why don’t you go and die?”

At this time, "Master Uncle Jing is here!" came, and everyone rushed forward.

Qingming snorted coldly at Chu Mo, and also walked towards the bed.

Chu Mo stood alone behind the crowd, with his head down, not knowing what to think.

"The true energy is exhausted too much, but the damage to the meridians is not serious. It will be cured after half a year of recuperation. It's not a big deal."

The disciples breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, thank you, Uncle Jing."

"Okay, let's go." Wujing put away the medicine box and got up, walked out of the crowd, suddenly remembered something, looked around, "Huh? Where's the little friend just now?"

Qingming said nonchalantly, "Maybe he went out to play."

Wujing shook his head, "I think that little friend's illness is much more serious than your elder brother." He turned his head and asked Hua Qin, "When I was retreating before, you sent me a message just to cure him?"

Hua Qin hurried out, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Severe chronic illness, not easy to cure." Wujing pondered for a while, then waved his hand, "Forget it, bring him to me tomorrow."

"Thank you, Uncle Jing." Hua Qin bowed happily.

When Huadong heard that Wujing was going to treat Chu Mo, he couldn't care about Qingyue for a while, and ran out quickly, "I'll tell Mo Mo!"

Hearing that Qingyue is fine, everyone has dispersed, and Qingming was about to leave, when he heard this, he turned around and sneered, "I advise you, drive him down the mountain as soon as possible."

"Uncle Qingming, what do you mean? Momo didn't offend you, did he?" Hua Dong spoke bluntly, and immediately became unhappy.

"Why didn't he offend me? Injuring senior senior brother is offending me." Qingming said, "Sangmenxing."

"you!"

Huadong clenched his fists and rushed forward to beat Qingming, but Huaqin grabbed him, "Calm down."

Qingming glanced at the two of them, clicked his tongue, turned his head and walked away.

Looking at Qing Ming's back, Hua Dong gritted his teeth with red eyes, "Hmph!"

"Hurry up and find Momo. I heard someone making trouble outside just now. Seeing Qingming's posture, he may have suffered some kind of grievance."

Hearing this, Hua Dong couldn't care about Qing Ming any more, so he hurriedly looked outside the courtyard, and after a quarter of an hour, he came back dejectedly, "Mo Mo is gone."

Hua Qin was turning over the tea leaves, when she heard this, she stood up and asked, "Did he leave by himself again?"

"I saw that Heba is gone." Hua Dong's eyes were red, "It must be that son of a bitch Qingming scolding Momo! I'll go find him!"

"Wait." Hua Qin stopped Hua Dong, "No."

Hua Dong said: "What's wrong? If he hadn't cursed, how could Momo leave?"

Hua Qin shook his head, "I have been feeding Heba all the time, I know what kind of habit it is, it must have gone out for fun, not to mention that Momo and Heer are more familiar, how could he abandon Heer to ride a crane eight?"

Hua Dong asked: "You mean, Mo Mo has not left, but is still in Mingque Peak?"

Hua Qin shook her head again, "No."

"Oh!" Hua Dong became impatient, "It's neither that nor that. Could it be that he disappeared out of thin air?"

Hua Qin frowned, "Based on what I know about Mo Mo, he will definitely not leave without saying goodbye, besides, I saw him put the Leu Mark Jade on his body this morning."

"What's wrong with Liu Hen Yu?" Hua Dong was puzzled.

"Keep looking, I suspect that Mo Mo was taken away." Hua Qin's expression was a little ugly, "I'll go to Uncle Ying for help."

Hua Qin hurriedly came to Xuanling Peak, but did not find Huang Ying, but happened to meet Qing Ling on the way back.

"what happened?"

When Hua Qin heard the question, she turned her head to look at Qingling, and said with a smile, "Uncle Qingling, I'm here to find Uncle Huang Ying."

Qingling said: "Senior Sister Ying went out to look for the senior brother before and hasn't returned yet. Today the senior brother came back, and the head just sent her a message. I'm afraid he won't be able to return to the sect until tomorrow. How is the senior brother?"

"Uncle Jing just watched it, Master Uncle is fine, he will be fine after a while, please trouble Uncle Qingling." Hua Qin cupped his hands and said, "There are still things at home, so Nephew Rong will leave first."

Qing Ling didn't let Hua Qin go, but said: "I see you are in a hurry, but what's the hurry?"

Seeing Qing Ling's rather intransigent posture, Hua Qin was anxious and didn't allow herself to think too much, and said, "Mo Mo is missing."

"Chu Mo? Missing?" Qingling's face became serious.

"Yes." Hua Qin nodded, "I've searched all over Ming Quefeng, but I couldn't find him. We are low-level and can't use our spiritual sense to search, so I came to ask Uncle Ying for help."

"I'll find it as you go." Qing Ling walked quickly towards the Zongmen's teleportation array as she said, calling Hua Qin as she walked, "Hurry up."

"Oh, good." Hua Qin followed quickly.