Chapter 784

The news that mozixiang was killed in zhengqimen territory spread like wings, and the originally calm situation seemed to become subtle. No matter what is good or evil, all factions have strengthened their defense, and zhengqimen has divided the experts under the sect into three waves to keep an eye on the evil way.

Everyone thought that Mo Feihuang would fight because of his son's death. No one thought that three days later, there was no movement in duanqing valley.

On the top of the mountain, red spirit leans against the blue boulder on the edge of the cliff, looks at the tents in the distance, long and thin willow eyebrows frown together, and doubts: "it's strange that Mo Feihuang doesn't show that his son has been killed. From the previous investigation, Mo Zixiang is his life. Even if he doesn't find zhengqimen to revenge immediately, he always has to pose a little?"

At present, the gathering of all parties is a great opportunity for wanbaoge to have a thorough foothold in Xichuan, and Hongmei and Mengyi will not let it go overnight. They not only wrote to the left behind Junxin to let him expand rapidly with the help of Meng you, but also prepared to take advantage of the outbreak of this storm to find a way to seek profits in chaos. I thought mozixiang's death would set the fire on fire. Now it seems that I take it for granted.

Meng Yixi also understood what her sister was thinking. She shook her head and sighed, "if you can escape from Mohism and make a living in Xichuan, where you are not familiar with life, Mo Feihuang is not a simple role. What's more, there is a Dan Taifeng and the mysterious Youming sect leader with you. It seems that they also want to understand that someone is playing a trick in the dark, so they should just keep unchanged to cope with the changes!"

Dream one night's conjecture is not without reason, red spirit smell speech some helpless have to curl a mouth, dejected way: "that we now how to do?"? It's not easy to wait for an opportunity. Don't you do anything? "

The sweetheart hasn't come out of the secret yet. The woman is worried in her heart. She can't help him to do more things, so it's inevitable to be anxious.

"Don't worry, there will be a chance!" Meng took her sister's arm and said with a smile: "although the first fire didn't burn up, at least we know that someone wants to disturb the situation as much as we do. I believe there will be follow-up disturbances soon!"

Hearing the words of dream one night, red spirit nodded slowly, and then seemed to think of something in general. She was surprised: "this time, it's not Zhan Nantian who planned it?"

Zhan Nantian left with Li qian'er seven days ago, accompanied by more than ten masters of Zhan Zong and Tian Xuanzong. Red spirit thought it was the guy who was flying to Mozi. Now it doesn't sound like that.

"Not him!" Meng Yixi definitely shook his head and explained: "that guy looks careless, but he does things in detail. He will never be so rash if he is not sure. We should know that once things are revealed, let alone having a foothold in Xichuan, he will become the common enemy of both good and evil. He won't take this risk!"

Red spirit heart has been anxious to open the situation did not think about it, now heard the dream overnight words, instantly understood. It's true that killing mozixiang and blaming zhengqimen will make them the target of public criticism once it's exposed. But if Zhan Nantian didn't do it, who is the one behind it? Is it Mozi period? This is the most reasonable explanation red spirit can think of.

Today, the situation still can not be completely opened, and we have to wait for a better time.

Mo Li didn't know that so many things had happened outside. After the last long talk, he made clear the identity of the old man and realized his own problems under his advice. In the following period of time, Mo Li began to try to really live the life of an ordinary person. He restrained his fighting spirit and isolated himself from the dragon soul and dragon ball. He worked at sunrise and stopped at sunset. It was only a month outside, but more than half a year had passed in the secret place.

In half a year, the boy faded his whole body's light. Every day, he went into the wheat field with his bare arms, and was busy planting seedlings. In his spare time, he accompanies the old people to talk and laugh, and sometimes rubs a hot pot. Every time, all the old and young are willing to give up until they are drunk.

The old man also seems to forget the last long talk under the moon, and let the young man work blindly every day. Only when Mo can't pay attention can his face show a happy smile.

Today is a special day for Mo Li. The hard work for more than half a year has finally paid off. It's not that the old man promised to give him the last layer of treasure, but that the crops he planted have finally come to harvest!

Early in the morning, he went down to the field facing the sun, harvesting the heavy ears of wheat, which made the boy who was used to the big wind and waves feel excited. Once thought that only the continuous improvement of the strength can make him satisfied, at this moment, Mo Li found that no matter in which aspect, the return after the efforts will make people happy.

Mo Li finally understood the old man's good intentions. Half a year's precipitation made him review his cultivation process with the eyes of ordinary people. Although the miracles were amazing, the rapid leap of strength became a potential worry. With the help of you long's spirit, you can really adapt to the new power quickly, but mentally, you can't keep up with the rising state. In short, it's like a nouveau riche. With money and status, his thinking and inside information are too poor. Seemingly insignificant defects, when the realm continues to rise to a higher level, the hidden danger buried for a long time will become a fatal disaster!

With a new understanding, Mo Li just feels that the whole person is much more relaxed. He has been busy in the field all day, but he doesn't feel tired. It was getting dark. As usual, I went back to the bamboo house and walked around, but I didn't find the old man. When I went outside the hospital, I found the old man standing in front of the pond beside the wheat field.

"Master, you are here! Do you want to continue the hot pot or something in the evening? "

The dirt on Mo Li's face hasn't been scrubbed yet, and his hands are even dirtier. His clean blue robe has already become plain and unsophisticated in half a year's work, and his long hair is tied behind his head at will. He looks like an ordinary peasant.

Looking at the genial smile on the young man's face, Qiu Tianming said with a smile: "OK - just hot pot, let's have a good drink!"

The old man's smile was very kind, but Mo Li saw a different taste from it. That is full of vicissitudes of life in the eyes revealed in addition to gratification, there is a light not to give up.

Mo Li couldn't help sighing in his heart. If it's good, I'm afraid it's their last drink tonight! If he had put it half a year ago, he would have been very excited. At this moment, in addition to the expectation, his calm heart would only have the feeling of parting.