Chapter 227

"What? You mean the female Gu is gone?"

The supreme teacher, Luo Yutong, stared at Mo Wanqing with a frightening cold light in his eyes, which made people unable to look directly.

Mo Wanqing lowered her head and said, "yes, master, I don't know what's going on. I can't feel the existence of the mother gu!"

"Do you remember what happened in the sea of clouds?" Luo Yutong asked after a moment of silence.

"Remember, and very clearly, after I entered the sea of clouds through Lingjing..." Mo Wanqing talked about everything she met in the sea of clouds.

In her memory, the female Gu disappeared after entering the sea of clouds. No matter how she recalled it, she couldn't find any clue.

In her memory, she was rejected by a powerful force shortly after entering the sea of clouds, and there was no clue of the loss of the mother Gu in the whole process.

After listening, Luo Yutong shook his head and said, "what you said is wrong. For a period of time, you should have encountered something and let your will to be a teacher come. Do you remember this period?"

She doesn't remember what happened at the beginning. She only remembers that there was a period of time when her will came to Mo Wanqing. As for what happened, she has no impression at all.

This is what she wants to know. Mo Wanqing's mother Gu should have disappeared around that time.

Mo Wanqing shook her head in confusion and said, "there's no such thing. I haven't summoned master's will!"

Falling rain Tong stared at Mo Wanqing. Seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, she was more sure. There must have been other things in the sea of clouds, and these memories were erased.

Now, Mo Wanqing's mother Gu disappeared, Qingtian's blood was not obtained, and Yun shisan's essence blood was not obtained. What happened has become an unsolved mystery.

The falling rain Tong coagulated his eyebrows and said after a moment: "you go back to Yun thirteen. The mother Gu should not be destroyed, otherwise he will also be affected."

"What should I do? Please give me some advice!" Mo Wanqing saluted respectfully.

Luo Yutong flashed a cold light in his eyes, looked at Mo Wanqing and said, "the male Gu should still be in his body. You find a chance to take out the male Gu and sense the whereabouts of the female Gu with the male Gu. You don't have to teach you as a teacher.

After finding the mother Gu, finish the love robbery as soon as possible and get his blood back! "

Mo Wanqing nodded. She was still confident about this. Although the mother Gu was not on her, there were male Gu on Yun shisan.

Although she believes that Yun shisan will still be influenced by the male Gu because of the loss of the female Gu, her feelings for her may be weakened, but she still loves her.

As long as there is this foundation, it is not difficult to retrieve the male Gu. After retrieving the female Gu, she will plant the male Gu into Yun shisan's body, so that she can continue to spend the love robbery and draw blood.

However, this is also her memory in the sea of clouds. She just thinks she is right, and the actual situation has long changed.

Mo Wanqing thought for a while, looked up at Luo Yutong and asked, "master, I don't understand why I have to have his blood. Yuncaiyue and yuncaiqi can also do it. Aren't their blood the same? Yuncaiqi's blood is easier to succeed."

"No!"

Luo Yutong refused. Seeing Mo Wanqing's wronged eyes, he slightly explained: "his blood must be. Although those two people are brothers and sisters with him, their blood is not suitable. As a teacher, I found that yuncaiqi's blood has been modified.

The blood of yuncaiyue is not suitable. She is a woman herself. Her blood is Yin. Most of her blood also inherited her mother. Only yunshisan's blood is the purest! "

"Oh ~"

Mo Wanqing finally knows why Shifu appointed Yun shisan's blood, but she doesn't know what use she wants this blood?

Luo Yutong didn't explain this to him. After pondering for a moment, he said, "you should do this whether it's to draw his blood or your love robbery, otherwise you will never forget your love."

"Also, he should know what's going on in the sea of clouds. When you get back to him, find out what's going on in the sea of clouds, including the secrets of the sea of clouds.

Of course, it may be very dangerous to go back to him now. I don't know how many people are staring at him now, but you have no other choice. There is another very important thing. You try to get his secret skill of attracting heaven and earth. "

"Yes, master, if there's nothing else, I'll start now!"

Mo Wanqing knows that the most important purpose of luoyutong is only two, that is, the blood of Yun 13 and the secret technique of causing heaven to kill the earth.

In the cultivation world, there are indeed dark waves. They are all for the secret skill of Yun 13 to lead heaven to kill the earth. Most people are for such a secret skill.

There are a small number of people who simply want to strangle the threat in the cradle. There are also some people who not only need to get the secret technique of killing heaven and earth, but also want to strangle the threat in the bud.

Whatever the purpose, it has formed an undercurrent in the dark. After the war, although it is calm on the surface, the potential undercurrent will break out at any time.

Under the green lotus sword sect, Tianguan city.

After a great war in CHEHE village nearby, Tianguan city did not seem to be greatly affected, but the flow of people increased.

It's almost evening. Every family has hung red lanterns. The lights of rich people are bright. Even those who are in short of money will hang two small lanterns in front of their doors.

It was close to the evening, and there was a neon under the light of the lantern.

The streets are still full of bustling crowds. The bustle is not reduced at all. During the day, traffic is busy, people come and go, and children play.

In this beautiful environment, there are lonely singles, mandarin ducks in pairs, and practitioners with different thoughts.

Thousands of lights shine brightly, a neon reflects the rosy clouds, and traffic flows around the ancient city, both into the cloud Pavilion.

Under this beautiful appearance, I don't know how many dark tides surge and different thoughts.

A figure of Miao man, dressed in red, walked slowly into a teahouse.

A red Luo is just right. It should be loose and tight. It wraps Miaoman's body and shows symmetrical and beautiful lines.

The woman has an excellent body, high chest and plump hips. It's a pity that she can't see her face, but she doesn't look bad under the veil.

In this way, the woman entered the teahouse with a very clear goal and went straight to the third floor.

"Benedict, Benedict, Benedict..."

The woman knocked on the door of an independent teahouse on the third floor. The door knocked nine times. It was very regular. Three urgent, two slow, one urgent, three slow.

After the door knocked nine times, the door of the tea room slowly opened from the inside. A middle-aged man saw the woman and quickly let the woman in without saying a word.

The woman looked around and there was no one. She dodged into the teahouse. The middle-aged man quickly closed the door, turned around and looked at the woman and said, "saint, why are you here at this time?"

The woman went to the tea table, sat down YingYing and said slowly, "this time is just right. The day disappears and night falls. In this day and night, it's neither early nor late."

The middle-aged man said reproachfully, "but the saint is too dangerous. There is Qinglian sword sect nearby. You are too reckless. If you are found, the saint will be in danger!"

Although the middle-aged man blames some, he is very respectful to the woman. I don't know who the woman is and which saint is the so-called saint?

The saint grabbed the teapot on the tea table, poured a cup of tea, and said calmly: "it's too early, it's easy to be found, and it's too late. It's doubtful. This time is just right. Besides, I came in magnanimously, not sneaky. Even if someone found it, I wouldn't doubt anything!"

"If only the saint had thought!"

The middle-aged man thought about it, and it was really the same reason. Sometimes it was bad to hide it, and no one suspected it.

The saint nodded, picked up the tea lamp, took a sip under the scarf, and said, "the tea is a little astringent at the entrance, sweet and bitter in the abdomen. Although it is green and sweet after the rest, the tea fragrance is light and rough."

The saint is very cautious. Even if there are only two people at the moment, she is unwilling to take off the gauze even for tea tasting.

The middle-aged man said, "when you go out, you don't bring your own spiritual tea. It's all matched by the teahouse. Naturally, it's not as good as the spiritual tea in teaching. Just make do with it!"

"It's all right!" the saint shook her head, pointed to the opposite chair and said, "sit down and talk!"

"Thank you for your seat!" the middle-aged man sat down opposite and asked, "what's the situation with you, saint?"

The saint quietly tasted the tea. After drinking the tea, she said, "he came back yesterday, his whole body was exhausted, his whole body was shriveled, his spirit was depressed, his life had been overloaded, and he hasn't woke up yet."

The middle-aged man frowned and thought for a while and said, "it seems that it is really serious. The secret skill of attracting heaven and earth is not so easy to use."

"Will he be all right?" a look of worry flashed from the bottom of the saint's eyes.

"Saint, don't you like him?"

The trace of worry in the bottom of the saint's eyes, although fleeting, was also captured by the middle-aged man.

The saint quickly denied, "no, how can it be? How can I like him? I'm a saint of evil cult. I'll like him? Don't talk nonsense!"

When she said this, there was a trace of panic in her eyes, which was obviously insincere.

The middle-aged men looked at it, smiled and said, "like is like. There's nothing to admit. Although he belongs to Qinglian sword sect, it's not enough to turn him into our man."

The saint silently tasted tea, her eyes twinkled, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a long time, he looked up at the middle-aged man and asked, "didn't the middle school choose Ji Xuanye as the target? Why did you pull him now?"

"Before he appeared, Ji Xuanye was indeed our goal, but now it seems that he is more suitable!"

The saint frowned gently and said, "so, Ji Xuanye has been abandoned. This chess piece is useless? You know, Ji Xuanye was born with the purple osmanthus star. Is cloud thirteen really more suitable to become an evil god than him?"