Memories of the past floated to my mind. Although the girl in front of me had not changed much in appearance, she was already a master in temperament.
In fact, Mo Xiyan is still less than 100 years old. It is extraordinary to have the achievement of creation.
I vaguely remember that I promised Mo Xiyan to help her with her acting. I'll see you in 20 years. Unfortunately, Yang Ling is involved in all kinds of things and has never had time to go to crape myrtle supercontinent.
Not long ago, he learned from Ziwei xianzun that Mo Xiyan was doing something, and the forced marriage was still going on. It was Ziwei xianzun who used a little means to suppress the matter again.
Ziwei xianzun didn't completely solve the matter. She naturally understood some things and needed Yang Ling to solve them himself.
Speaking of, Yang Ling has been unable to trigger new system related characters since the realm began to soar. Only Mo Xiyan has not been introduced yet.
Take her down this time.
A faint smile appeared in Yang Ling's eyes.
It was the Xuanwu people who confronted the female disciples of Mo Xiyan and reincarnation sect.
This Xuanwu family is very powerful. Although it is slightly worse than ZuLong and Tianlong, it is also a family of divine beasts.
The two sides were facing each other. The middle-aged man led by the Xuanwu family said in a deep voice: "Mo Xiyan, I have investigated it clearly. As you said before, it is a lie for your Mohist family to have a redundant son-in-law."
"In order to repent, you deceived my Xuanwu family several times and hit my son again."
"Even the object of their engagement is beaten. Cruel women like you have completely disappointed our family!"
"Today, you must make it clear to me whether you want to marry into my Xuanwu family!"
"I warn you, if you dare to say no, even if you are the elder of samsara sect, I will kill you."
Hearing this, Mo Xiyan said coldly, "you Xuanwu people just want the fragments of the world tree of Mohism. Why do you do such a fancy thing."
"Today I'll make it clear to you that the fragments of the world tree can't be given to you. Die this heart!"
For a time, the atmosphere in the field became more popular, and the two sides could fight at any time.
Yang Ling looked at Mo Xiyan with a look of surprise in her eyes.
"Fragments of the world tree?"
"Is it the legendary tree of the world that grows from the gate of the universe and connects the earth at the time of the change of era?"
He thought like this in his heart, and there was a faint light in his eyes.
Sure enough, Yang Ling found a cyan fragment in Mo Xiyan's storage bracelet. The material in it could not even be seen by Yang Ling. It was undoubtedly the fragment of the tree of the world!
The discovery made Yang Ling stare.
At the turn of the century, the tree of the world growing from the gate of the universe connects each supercontinent and transports energy to the continent. It can be said that without the tree of the world, there would be no supercontinent.
However, once the continent is completely formed, the tree of the world will hide itself and exist in a small space-time of the supercontinent. Once the continent is hit, it will appear again.
At that time, the world tree of Pangu supercontinent was completely split into pieces by the divine family's sky opening axe, and everything went up in smoke, but crape myrtle supercontinent has not suffered any blow
If the fragment in Mo Xiyan's hand really represents the fragment of the world tree of crape myrtle supercontinent, Yang Ling can find the world tree through this fragment.
There is huge energy in the tree of the world. The key is that it comes out of the gate of the universe with all kinds of information about the past era, which is a super tonic for Yang Ling's era book.
In the field, the people of the Xuanwu family are slowly pressing up, while the number of Mo Xiyan is relatively small, but he can't help retreating.
At this time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded not far away: "ink sunset."
"Ah?"
When hearing this sound, Mo Xiyan's whole body was shocked.
She is so familiar with the voice that she dreams of its owner every midnight!
Turning around, I saw a young man in a green robe coming slowly not far behind.
"Brother Yang..."
Tears welled up in Mo Xiyan's eyes, and the reincarnation friars around her were stunned when they looked at Yang Ling.
When did they meet such a handsome young man.
"Who are you!"
The people of the Xuanwu clan showed hostility. Mo Xiyan fiercely returned to his mind, flew you to Yang Ling and protected him in front of him. He whispered, "brother Yang, these Xuanwu clan are difficult to deal with. You step back for a while, and I'll talk about the past after dealing with their private affairs."
A faint smile appeared in Yang Ling's eyes. He stepped forward and looked at the people of the Xuanwu family. He said calmly, "I'm her husband. Well, I'm her superfluous son-in-law."
"For your sake, I won't embarrass you. Let's leave by ourselves."
"What!"
"You are mo Xiyan's husband!"
People of the Xuanwu clan stared wide, while Mo Xiyan looked at Yang Ling moved.
Although he came a little late, he came after all. He still remembers the original agreement.
"You... Do you remember..."
The meaning of love in Mo Xiyan's heart is more turbulent.
"Ding, Mo Xiyan's intimacy to you has reached full value and has been transformed into a system related character."
"Ding, I have detected that she has a strong desire to be your wife and pursue the way of heaven with you."
Yang Ling looked at the ink sunset beside her and showed a shallow smile in her eyes. At the moment, the middle-aged man of the Xuanwu family also smiled.
"Well, although I'm not the patriarch, I can also say something on behalf of the clan."
"Young man, you have a lot of courage. Since you want to rob women with my Xuanwu family, you have to die!"
"Kill him!"
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was extremely irritable and started on the spot when he disagreed.
"Brother Yang, be careful!"
Mo Xiyan directly welcomed the past with a light drink. At the same time, the disciples of samsara sect also shot one after another, but at this time, Yang Ling took a step forward and a golden light surged out.
The golden light seemed to deliberately avoid Mo Xiyan and the female disciples of samsara sect, but shrouded the turtles of the Xuanwu family.
The next moment, their eyes directly showed the color of compassion. The middle-aged man put his hands together and said in a deep voice: "color is empty, empty is color. Today, I understand the truth. Naturally, I will let my son withdraw his marriage and stop pestering Mo Daoyou."
"Good, good."
With that, he left here with a group of Xuanwu people who have converted to Buddhism behind him.
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