"Boy, it's really you!"
At this moment, a voice of surprise suddenly came, and Mo Wentian was startled. The ghost shadow subconsciously unfolded, and the figure disappeared into the tree.
When he appeared again, Mo Wentian appeared in another tree.
Looking at the big tree not far away, Mo Wentian's expression instantly became serious.
"Huh!"
A soft cry was heard, and a moment later, a pale figure appeared in Mo Wentian's sight.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Mo Wentian looked stunned.
"Great Elder!"
Mo Wentian spit out three words.
The old man who appeared in front of Mo Wentian was none other than the eldest elder of the Mo family, Mo Yu!
Mo Yu was seen looking at Mo Wentian with a slightly surprised expression.
"Boy, this is a good move!"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Mo Yu's expression returned to normal, he looked at Mo Wentian and said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, elder!"
Mo Wentian slightly cupped his hands. Mo Wentian still had a good impression of Mo Yu.
"Boy, did the three red fruits really fall into your hands?"
Mo Yu looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly asked.
"That's right!"
Mo Wentian nodded. The three red fruits were indeed in his hands, but now...
These three red fruits have been refined by him a long time ago!
"Hahaha... He is truly a disciple of my Mo family. With his cultivation at the Spirit Gathering Realm, he snatched away three red fruits in front of a group of Lijian Realm geniuses. These old guys will probably explode with anger!"
Mo Yu looked at Mo Wentian and suddenly laughed.
"Forehead… "
Mo Wentian was a little ashamed, but the smile on his face became even stronger.
This old man is very good.
"Boy, although you got three Zhu Guo, the fire energy of the Zhu Guo is extremely terrifying. You'd better wait until you enter the Li Sword Realm before refining it!"
The old man seemed to have remembered something and looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Refining only after leaving the sword realm?"
There was something funny in Mo Wentian's eyes. These three red fruits had been refined by him a long time ago.
If it were an ordinary person.
Naturally, these three red fruits cannot be refined, but Mo Wentian's body is powerful, not far behind the average Lijian realm swordsman.
Refining three red fruits is naturally not difficult!
"Thank you, Great Elder, for your concern!"
Although he was a little displeased in his heart, Mo Wentian still gave the old man a friendly salute. After all, the old man's words could be regarded as caring about him.
"Uh-huh!"
The old man nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Mo Wentian with increasingly satisfied eyes.
Then he seemed to remember something, and the old man suddenly said in a deep voice: "Boy, although you have Zhu Guo in hand, there is one person, you must be careful!"
"who?"
Mo Wentian asked with a frown.
The person who can make Mo Yu so solemn must not be a small person.
"This man's name is Qiu Sanyuan. He is the eldest son of the Chou family and the elder brother of Qiu Sanjin. This man loves Qiu Sanjin very much. Now you..."
Mo Yu looked a little solemn!
"Qiu Sanjin's brother!"
Mo Wentian's expression turned slightly cold.
"Be careful, if you can kill Qiu Sanjin, you must have a chance, but I warn you, this Qiu Sanyuan is not comparable to Qiu Sanjin!"
"This person is now at least a swordsman at the peak of Lijian Realm, and he is also an inner disciple of Tianjian Sect!"
Mo Yu looked at Mo Wentian and said in a deep voice.
"The peak of Lijian Realm?"
"An inner disciple of Tianjian Sect?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, this person was indeed a figure!
But if it comes to trouble yourself...
A hidden sword light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes. It didn't matter if he was at the peak of Lijian. If he dared to provoke Mo Wentian, he would be provoking the God of Death!
"Boy, you don't have to worry too much. Although this person is very talented, if he wants to attack you, our Mo family will not ignore it. Remember, you are a disciple of the Mo family!"
Mo Yu looked at Mo Wentian and said with a smile.
"Mo family disciple?"
A sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Now he is a disciple of the Mo family.
When he didn't awaken his spiritual roots at that time, was he not a disciple of the Mo family
"well!"
Seeing Mo Wentian's expression, the old man didn't know what Mo Wentian was thinking.
Sighed slightly.
The old man's voice sounded again.
"Boy, you don't have to worry about getting Zhu Guo, but no matter where you are, only strong strength can win respect. If you can win the top three in the sword fight, you can come back to me!"
The voice came, and when Mo Wentian came back to his senses, the old man's figure had disappeared.
"Only with great strength can you win respect!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Of course he knew this.
Only when you stand in a position where others look up to you.
What you get is admiration!
"In the sword fight, what I want is not third place, but..."
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then looked into the void, the light in his eyes suddenly surged.
"But first!"
He had to win first place.
This first place is just the first step. Mo Wentian will one day stand at the top!
Three days later, Dongjian City!
With Zhu Guo's turmoil over, Dongjian City became quiet again.
The city gate.
A young man carried a heavy sword on his back and walked slowly towards Sword City.
"Who is this person and why is he carrying such a heavy sword?"
"The person carrying the heavy sword is Mo Wentian, the number one loser of the Mo family!"
"Shh... don't call him a waste. I heard that in this Zhuguo dispute, all three Zhuguos fell into his hands!"
"real or fake?"
"I heard that even the third young master of the enemy family, Qiu Sanjin, died in his hands!"
"How is this possible? Qiu Sanjin is a strong man at the peak of Soul Gathering. Even if he awakens his spiritual roots, it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the peak of Soul Gathering in a short time. How could he kill Qiu Sanjin!"
…
As Mo Wentian entered the city, this peaceful town became noisy again.
In the city.
The hidden figures disappeared one after another.
In the Mo family.
"Miss, Mo Wentian is back, and I heard that Qiu Sanjin also died in his hands!"
In the exquisite courtyard, the voice sounded again.
"Qiu Sanjin!"
Mo Qingcheng's expression froze. She didn't dare to think about Lin Yu's death, but what about Qiu Sanjin
Qiu Sanjin has a seventh-level spiritual root.
He is a great genius from the enemy family. In terms of strength, this person is much stronger than Lin Yu.
Mo Wentian could kill Qiu Sanjin, then Lin Yu...
"Stop spying on him..."
After Mo Qingcheng said this, his pale face was full of confusion.
This waste is completely beyond her control!
Among the enemies.
"Okay, very good. The genius disciple who killed my enemy still dares to come back. This is simply not taking my enemy seriously!"
In the enemy's hall, there was a middle-aged man with an extremely terrifying aura.
This person is none other than the head of the enemy family, Qiu Li!
"Dad, a disciple of the Mo family's wanton clan killed his third brother. Can't we just let this enemy go?"
Qiu Yuan stood below and said with a cold look on his face.
"Let go?"
Qiu Li's eyes flashed with evil intent, and then he said coldly: "Aren't they going to watch the young disciples fight? In this sword fight, this person will die!"
The cold voice made the temperature in the hall drop several degrees!
at the same time.
In the Yuan family, there was also an undercurrent surging due to the appearance of Mo Wentian.
And at this time, Mo Wentian.
But as he was walking casually towards Tianya Hai Pavilion, Mo Wentian saw pieces of fur hanging on the heavy sword behind his back.
These things are all monsters that Mo Wentian killed in the Dongman Mountains!
In front of Tianyahai Pavilion.
"Master Wentian, you are finally here!"
Mo Wentian was still outside the Hai Pavilion when a soft voice came. The person who came was none other than Hu Mei.
"Miss Hu!"
Mo Wentian grinned, and then said: "I wonder if you will accept these things?"
"Take it, of course!"
Hu Mei paused slightly, and her eyes swept over the fur on the heavy sword behind Mo Wentian. The light in Hu Mei's eyes became a little more intense.
These furs.
None of them were lower than a first-level peak monster. Hu Mei even saw three pieces of fur from a second-level early stage monster!