Listening to the Phoenix

Standing in the arena, Mo Shanglian looked drunk at Lingyin, and then looked around.

"I have something to say." A cold voice came, and Mo Shanglian's head froze, and her words suddenly became incoherent.

It's like a student who made a mistake and peeped at his parents discussing how to punish him and was caught on the spot: "Yinzui, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I'm too excited, I..."

"Shut up." Lingyin said with his eyes closed.

Mo Shanglian flattened her mouth in grievance, but she also obediently shut her mouth as she said, but her heart was silently slandering her.

I haven't seen you for so many years, Yinzui's temper is getting worse...

Queci was still the same, conniving Yinzui without a bottom line, not even saying a word...

He, a doctor, has no status in front of these two great gods with explosive combat power!

But... "Yin Zui, you really don't want to let me see it? You know my medical skills are very good, and I can definitely see why you—"

Lingyinzui opened her eyes and looked over coldly, the coldness in her eyes made Mo Shanglian's whole body go cold, her hair stood on end, she shut her mouth wisely, and took a few steps back by the way.

As a doctor, it's better not to face this person directly.

He has every reason to believe that Yin Zui can defeat him without a tenth of his strength.

So, why did he choose a path of medical cultivation with the worst attack power back then!

The little drowsiness left in Lingyinzui finally dissipated, he stared at Moshanglian, his voice could not hear the slightest emotion, flat and indifferent: "Say."

Mo Shanglian: "Long time no see!" He subconsciously waved his hand.

After he finished, he came back to his senses, and looked at Ling Yinzui unresponsively, as expected, he saw Lingyinzui's rare emotional eyes - displeasure.

Mo Shanglian: "Yinzui, calm down!"

Listening drunk: "Three breaths."

"My soul has been reincarnated in another world for a long time, and it was not long ago that I was called An Xiaoyu, right?" Moshang Lian spoke very fast but spoke clearly, which is rare, "Anyway, you know me Who was talking about. I don’t know what secret he has, but he actually awakened my sealed memory. But because the timing didn’t come, I stayed in that world for a while. When he died 18 years ago, I happened to I found a crack in space, and seeing how pitiful he was, I brought him here as well."

The fear of being beaten violently after crossing three breaths... Mo Shanglian shuddered.

Listening to the sound and drooping eyes, "Not long ago?"

"It must have been more than 20 years ago." Mo Shanglian was not sure.

"He is very familiar, but not."

Mo Shanglian frowned, "You think so too?"

Drunk listening to the sound and nodding.

"Look at those eyes, I really have the urge to dig them out." Mo Shanglian licked her dry lips and said softly.

"Except for my brother, I really can't bear to see those light brown eyes appearing on other people."

"The words belong to him, and he is familiar with them."

"Okay, okay, don't move him, right?" Mo Shanglian nodded, helplessly understanding, "I know, I won't move him. On the contrary, we still need to protect him now, don't we?"

"Yes."

Mo Shanglian stretched her waist, her tone was not very good, "Tsk, I'm really not used to it."

His tone suddenly became innocent: "You say, how should I protect him? As... I really don't know how to protect people."

"This seat...can only save the dead and kill the living."

His tone was cold and chilling.

Ling Yinzui glanced at him, "Making a gesture."

Mo Shanglian: "...the word Yinzuina is not used like this!"

"Coy."

"That's not how it's used..." Mo Shanglian almost groaned with her forehead, and wanted to kneel down for him.

"That world is very interesting. In my last life there, I was an actor who died at the peak of his life. It was very interesting."

Listen to the sound and close your eyes.

Mo Shanglian also felt the enchantment around her dissipate at the same time, "Give me a reaction."

The boy opposite did not respond, but he received a cold voice in his sea of ​​consciousness: 〖Look at Que Ci, are you sure? 〗

Mo Shanglian was immediately discouraged, 〖Alas... why do you say that old friends are about to meet each other with swords drawn? 〗

At least Yin Zui was reluctant to do anything because of the past, but Que Ci has lost his memory!

What does memory loss mean?

It means that Que Ci will not be merciful because he was a good friend in the past. Moreover, he is a stranger to Que Ci now and he is also a stranger who just said something bad to Yin Zui. If Que Ci wants to beat him...

He will die a terrible death!

Thinking about it this way, Mo Shanglian was in a bad mood.

Just now, in front of Que Ci, what did he say to Yin Zui?

Miserable!He is going to die!

Mo Shanglian looked dazed, as if struck by a thunderbolt: he seemed to have seen his miserable, unbearable, unbearable life scene in the future!

Therefore, Feng Queci, who was sitting in the hall, "saw" that after Ah Ling said something, the face of the Mo family's son-in-law changed a few times, and he was crying.

Like an eggplant wilted by frost.

"Is it still too late for me to apologize?" Mo Shanglian murmured.

Listening drunk as if never heard.

"..." Mo Shanglian suddenly felt hopeless.

"The Master of the Tibetan Heart Vessel, whose Dao name is Cangming, is called Mingyao." Lingyinzui suddenly said, "The master of the Zhongzheng Meridian, whose Dao name is Cangshui, and his name is Jinse."

"I'll be there."

Mo Shanglian's eyes lit up, "I owe you a favor!" 〗

〖How many favors do you owe? 〗Ling Yin's drunken voice is faint.

Uh... Mo Shanglian suddenly remembered that he had indeed owed many, many favors.

It might be worth it if you buy him.

After all... this guy doesn't go out often, and the few of them have a sense of proportion when fighting each other, and it's hard to hurt him. The rest fight with him, but they are instantly killed in a few moves!

Thinking about it this way, he, a doctor, is simply a mascot, a pendant-like existence!

Mo Shanglian's smile shattered: He is really useless as a doctor!

Therefore, Mo Shanglian thought seriously: Should he abandon medicine and follow the path of sword cultivation?

Anyway, medical practitioners have the memories of their first life and have already learned medical skills very well. Moreover, for their group of innate gods who survived the prehistoric period, medical practitioners, swordsmen, Taoists, and the like belong to the human race. Gods don't distinguish between sword repairs and the like.

After thinking for a while, Mo Shanglian still discarded this idea.

Anyway, no matter how much he practiced swords, he couldn't beat Yin Zui Que Ci, so he might as well concentrate on practicing medicine, after all, he still likes medicine very much.

Look at my brother, one of the specialization formations can face Shangyin drunk without losing the wind.

Although the stalemate continues, brother will lose.

But at least he can resist head-on!

Mo Shanglian naturally skipped over it—the combat power of medical repairs is not high at best, but it is the worst fact at worst.

As long as the array cultivator is prepared, it is not impossible to kill the sword cultivator or something.

Listening to Zui looked at him.

After getting along for so long, how could Mo Shanglian not know that he didn't understand.He laughed and said, "You don't need to understand what I'm thinking, you don't need to understand anyway."

The few of them tacitly protected Yinzui very well, so they also made Yinzui ignorant of the world.

Anyway, they have that strength, and Yin Zui is such a clean existence, contaminated by the world, how bad it is.

The cleaner the existence, the purer it is. It is extremely rare for them to have so much contact with the heavens.

Even so...maybe it might cause Yin Zui to have an accident?

Uh, although those... ants who have the guts to attack Yin Zui are more likely to be cut off by Yin Zui with a sword, and perhaps even more likely to be burned to death by Que Ci.

Thinking about it without boundaries, Mo Shanglian was suddenly taken aback.

Then why... do they reincarnate?

Immediately, the sea of ​​consciousness set off layer after layer of waves, and the pain came from the soul, which made his lips turn pale.

Mo Shanglian immediately sat down cross-legged, not minding the dirt on the ground, and let herself forget what she had just thought.

——He touched, at this moment, something he shouldn't have touched.

The golden Daowen appeared in the drunken eyes of listening to the sound, and then quickly disappeared.

... What is Shang Lian trying to hide?

Don't hesitate to seal yourself.

At that moment, Ling Yinzui could clearly see that there was a masterpiece of runes in Mo Shanglian's soul.That method belonged to Mo Shanglian.

So what was it that made him prefer to bear the pain of the soul-touching restraint, but also to hide it?

It seems... everything is weird.

I closed my eyes when I was drunk listening to the sound, and thought about it silently in my heart.

Amnesiac A Ci... Will Phoenix Nirvana lose his memory?

Like "he" but not like "he", An Xiaoyu who does have the aura of "him".

An Heyi, who feels very familiar to him... It seems that he shouldn't be the God of Transformation.

Shang Lian, who kept the memory in front of her... put a restraint on herself.

Ah Qing, who turned to medicine... is more powerful than the golden core on the surface, and I don't know him anymore.

Qingxuan, who has always been gentle...the brows are a little more dignified.

……There are a lot more.

Really weird.

Find a time and ask him.

A bell rang slowly.

It's three o'clock.

"...Did you discover one thing?" Mo Shanglian asked while testing the spirit root in front of those Jindan real people.

Ling Yinzui tilted his head slightly, but still closed his eyes.

"Well, except...you didn't pay attention to other people at all?" Mo Shanglian didn't pay attention to those overhauls who were paying attention here, "I checked, over the years, especially from 1000 years ago, to Now, it was rare in the past... well, 'genius' appears frequently." When the word "genius" was mentioned, Mo Shanglian paused.

These geniuses are not as good as those in Jiejiao.

"I made a calculation, and the secrets of heaven will be messed up."

Lingyin opened his eyes drunk, and his voice was light: "Can you enter the game?"

Mo Shanglian's face was serious: "I'm in." His eyes were a little irritable, "You know, we shouldn't be involved, but this hexagram says that we are involved, and we can't get out!"

"Are you sure?"

Mo Shanglian: "I also hope that it is inaccurate. But I have calculated it a hundred times, and this is the result!"

Listen to the sound drunk and close your eyes.

Although Shang Lian is not proficient in divination, she is not bad, and she must be right five or six times out of ten times.Now a hundred times is the same result...

The golden Daowen emerged from the pupils under the eyelids, and the drunk spirit of listening to the sound opened his eyes.

The path of heaven unfolded before his eyes.

But in just a moment, his soul returned to his body, and there was a burning pain in his eyes.

in case……

"It would be great if my brother was here," Mo Shanglian said.

My brother's divination is the best among them, with an accuracy rate of 90.00% [-]... basically no mistakes.

Seeing that Lingyin was drunk and opened her eyes, Mo Shanglian keenly sensed that something was wrong, and just as she was about to ask, she heard the voice.

〖Looking for you at night.I'm fine.Ah Ci, be careful, don't notice. 〗

Nothing was revealed on her face, Mo Shanglian secretly gritted her teeth.

snort!

In order not to let Que Ci find out, he kept it a secret, do you know who the doctor is!

Didn't that fellow Que Ci forget his memory? What are you doing hiding it from him!

Just let him worry!

"Mo Shanglian."

Mo Shanglian walked up with a cold face.

"Single line of water spirit root, purity nine, root bone nine, special bloodline."

The face of Jindan Daoist who tested was a little stiff.

Dao Ancestor, is this going against the sky? !

Mo Shanglian went back with a cold face.

For spiritual roots and bones, nine is good, and ten is too scary.

Also easy to expose.

It's like you're not exposed now.

"Listening drunk."

Listen to the drunk and come forward.

"Single-line ice spirit root, purity...ten!" Jindan Daoist tried his best to restrain his urge to exclaim, but the next moment he lost his composure, "Gengu ten!"

Is this human? !

Worthy of being the first junior!

Mo Shanglian touched the tip of her nose, 〖sound drunk, do you understand Tibetan clumsiness? 〗

Drunk listening to the sound, eyes dazed.

Mo Shanglian: ...Sure enough.

...Forget it, anyway, there is Que Ci to protect him, and he doesn't believe that Yin Zuihui didn't keep a back trick.

〖How is your strength now?And this body...〗

〖my body.Back in time, childhood.The strength seal can be opened. 〗

Mo Shanglian... was speechless.

Originally thought that he used his own blood to create the Mo family and let them pass it down, but now he is strong enough to shape a body with this blood, but he didn't expect...

Yinzui is so insane, he directly made his body look like a child!

Nice job though!

And... the appearance of Yinzui when he was a child is really cute...

Mo Shanglian stared at Lingyin's drunken face, thoughtful.

Carved in pink and jade, her cheeks are a little baby fat, her eyes are huge and black, and she looks like "trying to be an adult" with a paralyzed face...

If it is placed in the 21st century, it will be a look that those women and old people love very much.

Even he, even if he knew that Yin Zui was very cruel, even if he knew that he would be hunted down if he pinched him, he still wanted to pinch him.

That is, the complexion is a little pale after not seeing the light for a long time.

Need to take good care of.

...Uh, I heard that Que Ci was also a small writer.

Mo Shanglian sighed secretly.

Why didn't he come a few years earlier?Then you can see what Que Ci looked like when he was a child!

〖I don’t know what you think, but restrain yourself. 〗

Drunk listening to the sound moved slightly, facing Mo Shanglian with a slightly hostile tone.

〖Very well. 〗Worried about what he would see, Mo Shanglian responded with a full mouth, and also suppressed her thoughts.

It would be troublesome if one was accidentally discovered by Que Ci.

Recently, he had better be careful.

Thinking like this, Mo Shanglian's heart was suddenly touched, and her eyes slowly changed.

In the bamboo hut, kneeling on the mat, the elegant monk flicked a few pills with his fingertips in boredom.On the futon in front of him, a handsome young man sat cross-legged, with a long sword on his lap.

After a long silence, Brother Qingya said: "Brother, the Liqing Supreme Master has appeared, so who should be the next one?"

The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

In an instant, the long sword buzzed and its light was icy cold.And what is cooler than Jianguang are the eyes of the young man.

Cold as a sword, sharp but restrained.

Those eyes, once seen, will never be forgotten.

"Qingxuan, don't lie."

Qing Xuan poured tea and handed it to Qing Shi, "Brother, I know."

Qing Shi raised his hand and took it.

A black light flashed, and a somewhat illusory figure stood in front of the two of them.

Black clothes and black clothes, long hair tied up, handsome face, eyes full of tenderness of compassion for all beings.

However, Qingshi and Qingxuan didn't feel that the young man in front of him felt pity for all sentient beings.

——Even if you show mercy, it’s not for people.

"Master Xuanmo." As if they had expected it, the two of them were not surprised, Jianxiu got up and saluted, and Qing Xuan who was beside him also got up and saluted.

"I became the youngest son of the Mo family, Mo Shanglian, and I want to stay in Jiuchu. Someone from the Mo family has come." After speaking, the figures dispersed immediately.

Qingshi looked at Qingxuan at the side.

Qingxuan nodded, "I'll deal with it. I'm afraid I'll need my brother's help later."

A string of jade beads appeared in Mo Shanglian's hands at some point, and she was slowly fiddled with them.

In the main hall, apart from a row of ninth-level monks, he and Yin Zui were the only ones left.

Mo Shanglian chuckled in her heart.

What to do, isn't it obvious?

That's it, want to send him back to the stranger's house?

Today's Mojia, huh...

Self-styled, paranoid backward.

Keeping it is also troublesome.

Originally thinking that this body was given by Mo's family, and they left a sympathy...

Now it seems that there is no need to stay.

——Qingshi and Qingxuan never thought that Mo Shanglian had pity for all beings.

It's not always right, and it's even more wrong.

Because his mercy is only given to those kind creatures.

The Venerable Xuanmo, Shanglian, was born with a pair of eyes that are...

Those who are seen by him reveal all good and evil, and have nothing to hide.

Therefore, he is very fond of good things.

But Mo's actions...had already committed a lot of evil.

It runs counter to Mo Shanglian's original intention.

He was disgusted by him.

No matter how merciful all beings are, God is still God.

Sitting alone in the clouds, high above.

It does not hurt or harm the world, but it also has the pride brought in the bones, and no offense or blasphemy is allowed.

Abandoned by God, Mojia is doomed to decline.

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Repaired on May 2018.6.28, [-]

The last revised chapter, you're done!

It is expected that it may be updated daily? ? ?

well, probably, maybe

It should be changed every two days at worst, that's it