With a call, Mo Ming and Ying Ruge both looked over. Mo Qu'er followed Yin Li and walked towards the two of them. Judging from his expression, he must have been shocked by this sudden turn of events.
When they arrived, Yin Li fell into Mo Ming's arms, sobbing slightly. Mo Ming's eyes were gentle and he gently stroked his wife's back with his hands.
"As long as you two are fine."
Mo Qu'er didn't laugh and laugh, and had a serious look on her face. Although Ying Ruge had doubts about Mo Qu'er, it didn't stop him from having a good impression of the little milk cat.
"Zhuangzi destroyed it and rebuilt it, and it was fine as long as no one was in trouble."
The words were so comforting, but when I looked back at the messy Mojia Zhuangzi and the bloodstains all over the ground, I could see that no one was harmed. To say that I was lucky, I could only be glad that Yin Li and Tong Quer were okay. I wanted to come to my mother's house.
Side, it should be fine.
Just as Mo Ming was thinking about going to see his mother, Mo Qu'er spoke before him and said: "Young Master, go to the study. Madam and the old man have something to tell you."
Mo Ming comforted Yin Li a few more words, and then led Ying Ruge to the study.
It's only a few hundred steps to the study, but the sight along the way can't help but make people's hearts tremble. Not to mention a lot of buildings were destroyed, and there were bloodstains all over the ground. Under the rocks and broken trees, there were also the corpses of the disciples and servants of the sect. Those who survived
The disciples and servants in the sect were busy cleaning up. Judging from their expressions, they were also extremely sad.
Only twenty steps away from the study, a severed hand was lying there quietly, with the severed part already covered in blood and flesh.
Mo Ming couldn't help but sigh, but was speechless.
He knocked on the door softly three times and when he heard a response, he opened the door and led Ying Ruge into the study.
There were three people sitting in the study, the Mo family's wife and two old men. Mo Ming recognized the two old men as Jian Lao and Hu Lao.
The three of them were sitting at the tea table, with a tea table and five chairs. The main seat was an armchair, and there were official hat chairs at the opposite door to the left and right. Sitting at the main seat was the princess, who had lost all her charm but still retained her charm.
Sitting on the left side of the princess is the old swordsman who had talked with Zhong Xihou twice, and on the right is the tiger man who was sent by the princess to protect Zhu Yinuo.
When the tiger man saw Ying Ruge behind Mo Ming, he couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at the princess and Jian Lao. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jian Lao's eyes.
After saying hello one by one, Mo Ming and Ying Ruge sat on the two empty official hat chairs.
The princess did not move, Jian Lao used a tea tong to straighten the two cups, then raised the justice cup to pour a cup of tea for each of them.
Ying Ruge didn't understand tea, and Mo Ming wasn't proficient in it, but he was close to her. Looking at the dark red tea soup, and seeing a clay pot being brewed aside, she roughly guessed that the tea in the cup was bitter tea.
Mo Ming raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp, frowning slightly as the bitter taste filled his mouth.
Ying Ruge also drank it all in one gulp, but her expression remained unchanged.
Hu Lao looked at Ying Ruge, his eyes couldn't help but show approval, and then said: "This little friend is the second young master that Mr. Jian mentioned. He is indeed one of the best among men."
Ying Ruge didn't understand that the world was already turning upside down outside, but these three people were still drinking tea in the study, and they were drinking such extremely bitter tea.
"Changkong, do you truly regard Ming'er as your elder brother?"
The princess suddenly asked, and both Ying Ruge and Mo Ming couldn't help but be stunned. Ying Ruge didn't know how to answer, so she could only nod slightly.
Ask yourself, since you entered Muhan Tower, Qin Yue'er has been with you all year round, and you no longer have much obsession with your life experience. That day Liu Sanqing died, the hatred of his biological parents for abandoning him, or the kindness of giving birth to his flesh and blood.
The lake is calm and there are no more waves.
Why did you come into contact with the Mo family or the Zhu family once or twice?
It was also because I came to Jinling and then to Mo County, where I met one Mo family and the Zhu family. But the same kind of love is hidden in everyone's heart. How to be truly free and easy?
Finally, I thought that after settling the matter in the building, I would really go back and not have any contact with the Mohist and Zhu family again, which would be considered as a reduction in my obsession.
Although Ying Ruge didn't answer, she nodded, and the princess was satisfied. She asked again: "Changkong, although you and Ming'er are not biological children, it is gratifying that the Mo family is in trouble, and you are willing to die for each other. If I ask you
, Ming'er has become the Lord of Lincheng, what do you think?"
A bolt from the blue, these words are really better than the purple python thunder and lightning of heavenly calamity.
Ying Ruge didn't know how to answer. Haven't the Zhu and Mo families been friends for generations? The princess was born into the Zhu family, so how could she say such a thing? Mo Ming, on the other hand, frowned. After all, her mother still asked such a question.
"The old prince is old, and my nephew who is the prince is a short-lived man after all. And Yinuo, you have seen him a few times." The princess paused, although her expression did not change, but she wanted to say this.
Her words finally made things difficult for her.
Although Hu Lao has not been in the Mo family as long as Jian Lao, his loyalty can be seen from heaven and earth. Seeing that his mother has stopped talking and will not continue, he sighed slightly and said: "Little friend, do you know how many people try to kill every year?"
Young prince?"
Ying Ruge couldn't guess that he had sent people to protect Zhu Yinuo for some time. Except for the time when Shenshui Yuan took action, he had never seen any assassins.
"Since the birth of the young prince, the Mo family has given up more than two hundred lives." After saying these words, Hu Lao's tone changed, and his tone was full of grief.
The Mo family alone sacrificed more than two hundred lives, but what about the King of Jinling? Ying Ruge really doesn’t understand, is Zhu Yinuo worthy of such attention?
"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince disappears one day, and the young prince puts on a python robe, with his ability, he can
Can you really still survive?"
Thinking of Xin Dunu next to Zhu Jiannan, Ying Ruge didn't understand, so she had to ask: "His Royal Highness is also a weak person, and he has an amazing bodyguard by his side, so why can't he have such a figure beside Zhu Yinuo?"
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At this time Jian Lao spoke and listened to him: "If the young prince has a strategy like that of the prince, and has the help of civil servants and generals, Lincheng will not be bad. But after all, Zhu Yinuo is Zhu Yinuo, and Zhu Jiannan,
It’s Zhu Jiannan.”
"Why do seniors and others look down on this young prince so much? Linghu has not had any contact with the young prince. In Linghu's view, although the young prince has always been arrogant and likes flower houses, he has nothing to do with those nobles in the palace.
Compared with the young master, he has never really been greedy for beauty, and he cannot be considered a dandy. Knowing clearly that Qi Yuan decides on martial arts cultivation, this young prince still perseveres. With such toughness, is it possible that he cannot become a king?"
The princess and Jian Lao did not move, but Mo Ming was a little surprised. He looked at Ying Ruge and waited for him to continue.
"It is said in the scriptures that there is no need to confine one's residence and one's nature. If a husband does not suppress him, he will never tire of it. Compared with the prince, the young prince is indeed very different. In terms of his nature, is there any difference? In Linghu's opinion, the young prince is
As a king, you can really do what the scriptures say."
The princess also looked at Ying Ruge, and she was also curious as to why Linghu Changkong spoke for Zhu Yinuo.
After Ying Ruge finished speaking, she said slowly: "As a king, I protect the people of a place. Xiao Yinuo is not interested in politics and wants to travel around the world. How can he protect the people of the city?"
Ying Ruge was about to speak, but Mo Ming held her hand down. He turned his head and Mo Ming smiled and stopped talking.
Mo Ming nodded slightly to his mother and the two seniors of the Mo family, and then said: "Do you know that my mother and the two seniors know that Xiao Yinuo has gone to find someone in order to practice swordsmanship?"
The three of them looked at Mo Ming, quite curious.
Mo Ming was still smiling, but for some reason, his smile looked a bit cunning.
"Everyone knows that Xiao Yinuo was taught a lesson by Zhong Xihou with a bamboo stick. But a few people know that Xiao Yinuo went to Zhong Xihou's residence the next day with a gift to learn swordsmanship."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them could not help but change slightly. But after all, they were of the same age and had the same experience, so their expressions could only change for a moment, and they would not be noticed unless they stared carefully.
"A few years ago, Xuan Tu thought that if his cousin died, Lincheng would decline. But do you remember your mother and the two seniors? Why did Xiao Yinuo not wait for Xuan Tu to get married and insist on traveling in the world? Because of this
The little guy overheard an elixir called Naga Huiming Pill. Have my mother and the two seniors ever heard of this elixir?"
Everyone was silent, and Mo Ming had no choice but to continue: "I heard that farther west, people there say that Naga Huiming Pill is an elixir given by God. Xiao Yinuo is only so old, but he is still young enough to have his hair tied up, even though he is from Jinling City.
Wine and beauty, walking around the world with a sword. Don't they all think that Xiao Yinuo is stupid, so stupid that he doesn't know how much he weighs, and may face dangers? When he went on a trip, my Mo family and Zhu family did lose a lot of ability.
Man, has anyone noticed the changes in the little prince who has returned?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire study became quiet and awkward.
Or Mo Ming continued: "Xuan Tu knew that his mother and the two elders were not greedy for power, so he asked Xuan Tu if he wanted to be the king? The Mohist family's ancestral training said that it is not involved in government affairs, and the Mohist marquis is just a false name. Forgive Xuan Tu for thinking about the python robe.
It's too heavy, and it's so heavy that it's hard to move forward."
The person who is most thoughtful at this moment is none other than the princess.
Thinking about her three nephews, when Ying'er was born, she was just a girl. When Qi'er was born, she had feelings for the young master of the Mo family. When Xiao Yinuo was born, she was already a mother.
I'm afraid no one in Daye can match Ying'er's talents, but Ying'er is too eager to advance and doesn't understand the principle of a stream turning into a sea. What about Qi'er? It would be best if he could be a romantic and carefree king. But after all, Qi'er
My son's surname is Zhu. With his thin body, even if it is difficult to resist the mountain, what can he do?
Looking back now, or when they knew about the problem of Xiao Yi Nuo Qi Source, everyone had given up.
What is Xiao Yinuo's character like? Is he a dandy or arrogant, or is he really a slave and doing asceticism day and night?
"What happened to Xiao Yinuo is no longer important. Ming'er, you have seen how Tianshui Villa is doing today. Do you think it was something your grandpa never expected? The Mo family always likes to live in a corner, but they have no choice but to cherish the treasure.
Sin, Ming'er, do you understand?"
Mo Ming was silent. He looked at Ying Ruge for about five or six seconds before he spoke. He still looked at Ying Ruge, but it was Jian Lao and Hu Lao who asked him.
"Seniors, are spiritual things really as beautiful as beautiful jade?"
Although Hu Lao is a master of the Mo family, he does not use a sword, so he remained silent. The old man stroked his beard, took a sip of the bitter tea in the cup, and then said: "It is not easy to turn a dead thing into a spirit. Ming'er, do you know where it is?
What is hidden in the water of Koutan?"
Mo Ming shook his head, and Ying Ruge also concentrated his energy. He was also very curious about the pool where black dragons and white phoenixes could emerge.
Jian Lao looked at Ying Ruge, and then at the princess. The latter nodded slightly, and then spoke, listening to him: "The Mo family not only has a sword like Mo Yu, but also Mo Yu's sword.
It is a sword with spirit. Naturally, now that the spirit is dead, no matter how sentimental the sword is, no matter how many people think that Mo Yujian's many changes are quite mysterious, it is just an ordinary dead thing."
Mo Ming has never owned a spiritual sword, and has no feeling for the spiritual sword. But Ying Ruge frowned slightly. He once owned thirteen spiritual swords, and the origin of each one has a long story.
s story.
During the most arrogant period, Ying Ruge's cultivation was only at the beginning of Hongmeng. With the spirit sword and him, the most he could do was raise his arms and let the sword fly. It had no practical use except for being cool. If it were replaced by a master who had experienced the catastrophe,
, only when you understand the world can you understand the true secret of the spiritual sword. But what is special about Ying Ruge is that in addition to being an immortal cultivator, he also learned a "Yin Yang Strategy".
Ying Ruge recalled the sword spirits of Shou Ma Sword, Chang Kong Sword and Wuchang Sword.
The sword spirit of Shouma Sword was created by the original sword owner Liu Sanqing who sent it to his own sword after his death.
He had never seen the sword spirit of the Changkong Sword. He only felt the aura floating in the fairy wind. It must have been transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from Immortal Linghu, or was conceived by his own spiritual energy.
As for the Wuchang Sword, Ying Ruge has seen the sword spirit and played with it before. The sword spirit is extremely fierce, like a bloodthirsty beast, or Bai Wuchang killed too much in the past, which led to...
Ying Ruge is confused. His confusion is what Mr. Jian said. Mo Yujian once had a sword spirit, but then it perished. The death of the sword spirit is like destroying the core of the sword, and the sword is useless. Looking at the power of Mo Yujian,
Not like scrap metal.
"So, that black dragon is the sword spirit of the other sword?"
Ying Ruge asked, he lamented that the black dragon was so powerful that no mortal warrior could match it. The black dragon's cultivation was no longer comparable to that of ordinary immortals.
The old swordsman nodded and continued: "Although I have been alive for more than eighty years, I am already a man of heaven. I have not seen a single sword spirit in such a long time."
Then Jian Lao paused for a moment, looked at Ying Ruge, and the next moment he laughed.
"I heard that the Master of the Sword Destroyer has thirteen spiritual swords. If he could see the sword spirits of the Second Young Master, his hands would not be enough. Let's get back to the subject. Although I have never seen the sword spirits of that sword, there are eight sword spirits trapped in the pond.
It has been more than a hundred years, and I think it is already comparable to ordinary sword spirits."
Mo Ming recalled the attitude of the person transformed by the black dragon towards her, and she understood why he hated the Mo family but did not kill him.
"Although I don't know why our ancestors trapped such a spiritual sword in the pond, if that sword appears in the world, I'm afraid it will cause another bloody storm." The old swordsman paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and continued, "You two should also watch.
When we arrive, the storm has started, and those who come to seize the sword are not ordinary people, but a group of immortals."
Ying Ruge also smiled bitterly, and then said in a bitter tone: "Those immortals may not have come here for the sword in the pool."
Both Jian Lao and Hu Lao were curious and stretched their necks to look at Ying Ruge.
This made Ying Ruge even more embarrassed, so she had no choice but to continue: "What they did is probably because of the twelve spiritual swords in my hand."
When the two heard this, they couldn't help being stunned. They knew that spiritual swords were extraordinary, but what the immortals did was actually the spiritual swords in the hands of this junior. Could it be that spiritual swords are also extremely precious among immortals?
But then, Jian Lao, Hu Lao, and even the princess all looked solemn. Naturally, they were thinking about the same thing.
Since the people from the Tianxia Sword Sect did not come for the spiritual sword in the pool this time, will there be a group of people from the Tianxia Sword Sect who will come for the spiritual sword? If so, the people who come again will be the same as those who came before.
What are the advantages and disadvantages compared to criticizing immortals?
The Princess Princess looked at Mo Ming and asked: "Ming'er, after all, the cultivation of mortals is the cultivation of mortals, and it is difficult to compete with immortals. As you can see now, the Mo family is in trouble and there is no one to help. If it happens again, it will be like a candle in the wind.
If you take charge of Lincheng..."
"Then, why didn't grandpa help the Mo family?"
Mo Ming interrupted the princess and asked, but how should the princess answer this question? On one side is the Zhu family who gave birth to her and raised her own children, and on the other is the Mo family who married and gave birth to children.
So what about the immortal? He is the King of Jinling. Could it be that the King of Jinling really can’t find a solution?
"If I hand over the spiritual sword to the Tianxia Sword Sect..."
Although he was reluctant to part with it, and although the rise and fall of the Mohist family had nothing to do with him, Ying Ruge finally asked this question.
The princess is the same as Jian Lao, and Hu Lao is also surprised. Linghu Changkong, the second young master, is just a compliment. He is just a sworn brother-in-law with Mo Ming, and he has never knelt down to worship Mo Sang as his father.
But he asked if the spirit sword handed over to the sword sect of the world could help the Mo family overcome the difficulties.
"The meat in your thighs is enough to satisfy your hunger, and it's useless to work hard."
Although there were many temptations, the princess was the princess after all. Apart from being surprised by Ying Ruge's choice, she also did not hesitate in her answer.
"You all go out and let me talk to Ming'er alone for a while."
The princess spoke, and Ying Ruge, Jian Lao, and Hu Lao all left the study.
The decoration inside is still the same, but outside, it is in ruins, which makes people tremble.
And Li Yunhong, the young man in green clothes, was waiting outside the door at some unknown time.
When he saw the three of them going out, he bowed to Jian Lao and Hu Lao, and then looked at Ying Ruge with a smile on his face.
He cupped his fists at Ying Ruge and then said, "Thanks to my brother's intervention today, we were able to defeat those thieves."
When Jian Lao and Hu Lao heard this, they couldn't help but look at Ying Ruge. The two of them had been protecting the princess, Yin Li, and the Qu'er girl in the study, thinking they were the dozens of masters in the village.
He spared no effort to retreat from the Tianxia Sword Sect, but the fact that this boy from the Li family opened his mouth was all due to Ying Ruge.
The two knew that Ying Ruge would not answer if they asked again. When they were silent, they both looked at Ying Ruge with smiles on their faces, full of relief.
God will never destroy our Mo family. The Mo family is really lucky to have such a son.