The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

"Mo Beihan."

The door was violently kicked open and bounced against the wall. New injuries were added to the devastated wall. Assuming that Qingyu Palace has a spirit, can the accumulated old and new hatreds be retaliated with a blunt knife?

Mo Beihan covered his throbbing heart and said weakly: "Wanwan, the palace door has been replaced three times this month. If you violently demolish the door again, I'm afraid the repair money will not be approved again..."

Mu Wan lifted his chin, her amber eyes rolled on his face, and smiled lightly, but her voice was bone-chilling: "Mo Beihan, tell me, you, who have been the head of the Yanjian Sect for hundreds of years, have you What’s the use? I haven’t heard from Xiao Ning even once, are you…liaring to me?”

"No." Mo Beihan swore to the sky and said with certainty: "Wanwan, no one can lie to you."

"It's best." Mu Wan pushed Mo Beihan and saw the dim and cracked spiritual tablet on his sleeve. A bad thought arose and she closed her eyes slightly, "Mo Beihan, you...really don't have any news about Xiao Ning. ?”

"No."

"Okay." Mu Wan suppressed the anger flashing in his eyes, raised his hand and patted his cheek, and said, "I won't disturb you anymore."

Mu Wan clasped her hands and Shi Shiran walked out of the room. If you ignore her joints that turned white from exerting force, it would be quite normal.

Mo Beihan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took out Ning Ning's spiritual tablet. His heart was filled with panic and he stroked the cracks on it, "Xiao Ning, you left without saying goodbye. Now that the spiritual tablet is broken, does it mean you..."

Boom.

The magic circle shimmering with thunder covered the sky. When Mo Beihan went out to see it, he looked away with guilt and raised his voice: "Wanwan, what are you doing?"

"Mo Beihan, you guard the Yanjian Sect and spend the rest of your life. As for me, the sky is high and the sea is vast, so I can fly. You, stay where you can to cool off."

"Wan Wan..."

Mo Beihan, who rushed into the air, was struck by a thunderbolt. His whole body was like burnt black coal, and he fell to the ground, spitting out foam.

Mu Wan used the paper crane to look for Ning Ning's traces. A few days later, Mu Wan, wearing a big cloak, appeared under the snow-capped mountains. He exhaled a breath of white mist, fiddled with the paper crane in his palm, and frowned slightly.

In the vast snowy area, there is no precise direction, which is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

A touch of immortal energy mixed with the scent of elixir entered Mu Wan's nose, and she felt a chill in her heart. She suddenly appeared behind the fat merchant, patted the merchant on the shoulder, and whispered: "May I ask where the elixir comes from?" Where?"

The merchant turned around impatiently, saw Mu Wan's face clearly, and a greedy light appeared in his eyes, "Little lady, are you getting married? If you become my house-filler, I will guarantee your wealth and glory... Ah, my hand, my hand .”

Mo Beihan squeezed the merchant's dirty hand, with an indifferent expression, like a swordsman worried about life and death, and said sternly: "What are you asking? What did you say? If you dare to look around again, I will dig out your eyes and cut off your hands and feet."

Seeing that he was getting into trouble, the merchant couldn't tell the story, so he said honestly: "The elixir was bought from Xixianlu in the town. Walk a hundred meters and you'll be there around the corner. Oh, oh, be gentle. , the hand is going to be broken."

"roll."

Mo Beihan pushed forward. The merchant staggered a few steps and ran away without looking back.

"Wan Wan." Mo Beihan put on a pitiful expression, pulled Mu Wan's sleeves and shook them a few times, "Forgive me, okay!"

Seeing Mo Beihan acting coquettishly, Mu Wan hit him on the top of the head with a hammer, brushed off the goosebumps on her arms, and walked towards Si Xian Lu.

Si Xianlu is like a city.

Everyone has a pill with fairy energy mixed with demonic energy.

Seeing that the threshold was about to be trampled to pieces, a Hedong lion's roar broke through the chaos, "Why are you squeezing? If you keep squeezing, no one will be able to buy. Get out."

In an instant, a long queue formed in front of Si Xian Lu, and the chaos just now was gone.

A clear voice sounded again, "You two, please come inside, my boss wants to see you." The beautiful woman came out and led them into the house.

Envy and jealous eyes stared at them. "Why should I see them? I made an appointment for so long and still refused to see them..."

"Seeing you may not be a good thing, and not seeing you may not be a good thing. Have you heard anything about those things at Si Xian Lu?"

"What is it?"

"that is……"

Mu Wan thought about it, holding the thunder talisman between his fingers, ready to use all his strength if something went wrong...

"Mo Bai?!"

Mu Wan flew towards Mo Bai and put the thunder talisman into her storage bag. She was so happy that she hugged her, looked around and urged: "Mo Bai, you are here, Xiaoning must be here, where is she?"

Mo Bai pursed his lips and closed his eyes sadly: "She died."

After the deathly silence, Mu Wan squeezed out a smile and shook her head, "No way, Xiao Ning...she is scaring people! How is it possible..."

"You don't know?" Mo Bai opened his eyes in confusion and glanced at Mo Beihan behind her, "Disciples of the Yanjian Sect all have spiritual tablets. When they die, their spiritual tablets break into pieces. Little Ningning's spiritual tablet must have been..."

"Wanwan, please listen to my explanation."

Mu Wan punched Mo Bei Han away, his chest heaving violently. It took him a long time to accept the bad news, and asked softly: "Mo Bai, why are you the only one? Then who... uh, where is Mu Zhe? Isn't he here?"

Hearing this, Mo Bai's eyebrows curved and he said calmly: "Muzhe married the Bainiao tribe princess a hundred years ago in order to prosper the Qilin tribe, but now I am afraid that his children and grandchildren will be around him."

Mu Wan covered the troubled mouth and groaned, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing this, Mo Bai smiled and said: "I am relieved that we are destined to have no fate. You don't have to be afraid of irritating me."

"Xiao Ningning's mausoleum is on the top of the snow. Do you want to pay homage to her?"

"Mo Bai, you...are guarding the tomb?"

"Yes and no." Mo Bai played with the hair on his shoulders and chuckled: "The Three Realms are so big that I have no place I want to go yet. When I think of where to go, I will set off immediately. What's more, guarding the small I feel very at ease with Ning Ning’s mausoleum, it’s nothing.”

Speaking of this, Mu Wan didn't want to interfere too much. He held Mo Bai's hand tightly and said seriously: "Mo Bai, the elixir you refined contains immortal energy mixed with demonic energy. It may be that the destiny of immortality has arrived. Remember to abide by it." In my heart, don’t…”

Her beautiful black eyes flashed slightly, and she said in surprise: "You...are already an Earth Immortal?"

"That's right." Mu Wan pointed at Mo Beihan, and then said: "After the marriage contract between heaven and earth, his cultivation level has greatly increased, and I have also benefited a little bit. Let's not talk about this, where is Xiao Ning's mausoleum? ,I wanna go……"

"Wanwan, I want to go too."

Mo Beihan, who suddenly spoke up, was voted down by Mo Bai. She frowned slightly and said, "No."

"Why?" Mo Beihan screamed strangely.

Mo Bai: "Although you have suppressed your realm, the top of the snow has collapsed and cannot withstand any external force. You can only go to the middle of the mountain. Otherwise, in the future, there will be no place to worship."

Mo Bei was so angry that he didn't dare to take a gamble, so he nodded stiffly.

"Let's go!"

On the snowy mountain, Mo Beihan watched Mu Wan leave, feeling empty in his heart. He sat on the ground, grabbed a handful of snow in his hand, and said softly: "Xiao Ning, senior brother came so late, do you hate senior brother? I don't think so. , but senior brother hates that he is of low ability and cannot help you."

Iron-blooded tenderness can also be used to describe Mo Beihan.