"Um."
Fengjiu responded. She thought he was a flower thief, but she didn't expect him to be a gloomy man with sadistic tendencies. Moreover, there was the aura of black lotus on this man, so he must be related to the master of the black lotus.
The two of them went back first, leaving Yingyi behind to handle the rest of the things. After returning to the mansion, Xuanyuan Moze came out after taking a bath. Seeing Fengjiu sitting at the table with a thoughtful look, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Feng Jiu looked at him and said, "I was thinking, neither the Lord of the Black Lotus nor the seriously injured Demon Lord have appeared again. The peace during this period of time has made us a little relaxed. I wonder what they are planning? I always feel that they will not give up."
Hearing this, he said slowly, "Don't worry too much. Just follow your usual schedule. Du Fan and the others have been out and about recently. You can leave the matter of finding out information to them. Before the Lord of the Black Lotus and the others take any action, we can ignore other matters."
"Yes, I know." Fengjiu responded and stood up: "You rest first! I'll go take a shower."
Xuanyuan Moze nodded and walked into the inner room, while Fengjiu walked out to the bathroom...
The other side
Mo Chen, dressed in white, walked slowly on the path in the dense forest. His white sleeves fluttered gently in the breeze. His steps were leisurely and slow. The path was quiet and elegant. Occasionally, the sound of birds and insects could be heard. Between the trees in the dense forest, there was a faint cloud and mist, adding a touch of tranquility and mystery to this place...
After passing through the dense forest path and the area covered by clouds, he stopped and looked forward. He saw an ancient and mysterious palace on the top of the mountain. Clouds and mist were entwined in it, looming in the air, like a fairyland on earth.
Suddenly, a group of cranes flapped their wings and flew out from the top of the clouds, soaring through the clouds in the blue sky. One of the cranes cried out, swooped down from the sky, and came towards him who was standing on the open space.
When it got close to him, its speed suddenly slowed down and it circled just above his head. Then it flapped its wings and flew high into the sky, crying, but it did not leave.
"Which immortal is here?"
A majestic and distant voice came from the top of the clouds, like the spiritual bell in an ancient temple. The sound was sonorous and powerful, penetrating the clouds and echoing in the sky.
"Respected Master, Tianjizi."
Mo Chen stood facing the wind, his white sleeves fluttering. His voice contained a powerful aura of spiritual energy, neither fast nor slow, neither arrogant nor humble. It echoed in the sky and reached above the clouds.
"welcome!"
As soon as the word "welcome" was uttered, it was as if a golden light was spreading from the top of the clouds. At this moment, in the palace on the top of the clouds that seemed to be empty, twenty young men and women in white clothes came out on the breeze and white clouds, and came towards the direction where Mo Chen was.
However, they did not land on the ground, but stood in the sky separately, but twenty people stood on two sides. At this time, a red carpet flew out from the top of the cloud, spread upwards, and came in front of Mo Chen.
"please!"
The voices of the twenty men and women in white clothes, which contained spiritual energy, sounded at the same time. The voices were deep and respectful. The twenty people made gestures of invitation, inviting Mo Chen to step onto the red carpet.