The sky does not seem to cover Dongsheng Shenzhou. It seems that it is always daytime here. The azure sky is as clear as water. Although a few white clouds cannot be a stunning embellishment for everyone, they are just comfortable to watch.
The road down the mountain is not narrow because few people here walk down the mountain with two feet.
Mo Ranchen stood on the cliff, with the cliff in front of him, but he would not die even if he jumped.
"Emo again?"
Long Mo, wearing a black dragon robe, appeared next to Mo Ranchen. He looked at the white clouds in the sky, with a hint of golden light shining in his pupils.
"Hypocritical."
Mo Ranchen retorted, then lay down on the ground and looked at the pure and unpolluted sky.
Long Mo was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether Mo Ranchen was talking about himself or his expression just now.
"I wonder how Changle is doing?" Mo Ranchen sighed, with a trace of sadness lingering in his eyes.
"..." Long Mo shook his head, "You only think about women?"
"Isn't it?" Mo Ranchen disagreed, "Without her by my side, everything feels so boring."
Long Mo's face was ashen, and the hand holding his fist loosened and tightened, then tightened and loosened again, thinking in his mind where to hit Mo Ranchen comfortably.
Finally he sighed, and Long Mo planned to go back and complain about the current Mo Ranchen with several other clones, and play mahjong or something by the way.
It seems that they have lost their ambition, and it seems that they are destined to be salty fish.
Even if you don't want to admit it.
Knowing that Long Mo had left, Mo Ranchen felt a wave of sadness again, "I should be the most salty of all the time travellers. Others are either vying for the throne or the best in the world. Otherwise, they have to accumulate strength so that others cannot disturb them."
Own."
"But I am accustomed to settling down in a corner, thinking about my wife, and then doing nothing."
"Oh, I'm so salty."
The Tongtian leader who returned to Jin'ao Island felt a little bored, so he wanted to see what his disciple was doing. Soon he saw Mo Ranchen lying on the ground, almost too lazy to move, and felt disgusted in his heart, "Who on earth is that?"
If something goes wrong in the link, can you be so embarrassed?"
Mother Wudang said in a funny way: "Junior brother has already done a good job, but Master, you have too high demands on him."
Hearing this, the leader of Tongtian Cult was a little stunned, "Are my requirements for him too high?"
Immediately afterwards, Master Tongtian fell into deep thought.
The Holy Mother was helpless for a moment. She actually said it casually, trying to find an excuse for her junior brother to fool the master, but she didn't know that Master Tongtian actually believed it.
It’s not surprising that Tongtian Cult Leader thinks so. After all, Mo Ranchen was still very diligent when recruiting disciples... Well, it’s true that he spent three days fishing and two and a half days drying nets, but there was also a small half day, right?
No matter how lazy Mo Ranchen is, his current cultivation level is pretty good. At least he can run away if he can't beat him, and even if he encounters someone he can't beat, he can still call someone.
The most important thing is that Mo Ranchen respects his master. Didn't he and a few senior brothers take back the Four Swords of Killing Immortals from Master Tongtian not long ago?
Thinking of this, Master Tongtian suddenly figured it out. Anyway, he had a strong family background. Even if Mo Ranchen was lazy, being filial to his teacher meant that he was a good disciple.
In this case, Mo Ranchen should be lazy if he is lazy. Master Tongtian doesn't care about Mo Ranchen being lazy. Anyway, with the luck of being the direct descendant of the sect, Mo Ranchen is destined to become a golden immortal.
And Mo Ranchen also gradually understood the role of luck. He knew that he already had the ticket to enter the Golden Immortal. He did not need to constantly improve his cultivation level. Instead, he had to constantly suppress his cultivation base, so that he could become better.
powerful.
Feeling someone talking about him, Mo Ranchen turned over and lay on the ground.
Leader Tongtian shook his head, out of sight.
In the Wa Palace, Nuwa watched the ending song of Legend of Sword and Fairy III, which was still very short. She suddenly felt that the feeling of being hung up was very uncomfortable. If possible, she hoped to watch the finale directly.
After breaking through the formations used by Tongtian Cult Leader to conceal the secrets of heaven, Nuwa saw Mo Ranchen lying on the ground sleeping, and she felt panicked for a moment.
"This Wuyou is really Wuyou. You let others read Duan Geng's story, but you stay aside and don't care. Do you think you are already very powerful?"
Indeed, the behavior of Mo Ranchen, who has obviously already filmed the entire drama but has to show it episode by episode, may not be a big deal in modern times.
However, in ancient times, as long as you were not a saint, others could see you right where you were and teach you a lesson.
Mo Ranchen suddenly felt a hot breath coming towards his face. He opened his hazy eyes, which were filled with fiery red.
"Fuck!"
A red fireball fell from the sky, and Mo Ranchen quickly left in the direction of the sea, but for some reason, no matter where Mo Ranchen flew, the fireball followed him.
The residents of Dongsheng Shenzhou also saw this scene, but after seeing that the fireball did not seem to bring any danger to them, they continued to be busy with their own affairs.
After all, there are many talented people and strangers in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and this situation often occurs when people fight with each other. Last time, a monkey challenged the heaven alone, and the heavenly soldiers and generals directly blocked the sky.
Compared to other times, it was just a fireball, which was not a big deal, so everyone didn't pay much attention to it.
Above the East China Sea, a group of fish, shrimp, crab monsters saw this situation and immediately wanted to hide under the sea.
For a time, the sky in Dongsheng Shenzhou turned red, and many people felt as if the end of the world was coming when they saw such a scene.
"What's going on!"
Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, looked in surprise at the fireball appearing in the sky and Mo Ranchen being chased by the fireball.
"That person is..."
"Damn it, Wuyou Jushi, how capable are you? It's only been a few years since you debuted, but you've already offended so many people, and now you're dragging us, Donghai, to be buried with you?"
"Wuyouji, don't we, Donghai, have any grudge against you?"
"Don't come over here!"
Of course Mo Ranchen heard Ao Guang's shouting voice, but why did he care about so much at this time? He is still confused now. He doesn't know what happened.
Moreover, Mo Ranchen didn't know who wanted to mess with him?
Suddenly, the fireball accelerated suddenly and teleported behind Mo Ranchen, knocking it into the East China Sea.
The little demons in the East China Sea were running around. Mo Ranchen's mind went blank when he was hit by the fireball. He forgot that he was hit by the fireball for a moment, and it didn't seem to be too hot.
However, Mo Ranchen was unable to react in time and was knocked into the sea. The fireball continued to advance, leaving Mo Ranchen with no time to think about it.
"Made, who is it?"
Mo Ranchen used magic to move it away, or teleport himself away, but he found that no matter how much magic he used, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, like a firefly in front of the sun.