Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Others came to the cave and wanted to save people.

Mo Yu watched the show from the side and shook his head helplessly.

"Whether you want to fight or not, don't waste my time if you don't. The old gentleman told a story of love and romance today."

"Yes, we still have to fight."

Everyone looked up at Mo Yu again, all of them holding weapons and looking menacingly.

Mo Yu frowned and made a seal with his hands on his chest.

Before they finished, the two men in black standing in front of the cave suddenly had their throats blocked by leaves.

"Who!"

"She actually has helpers!"

"Back off!"

Mo Yu's ears twitched slightly, but he didn't expect that he was still an acquaintance.

Wei Wenjing.

The leaves in the surrounding bamboo forest rustled, and those seemingly harmless leaves all turned into weapons, instantly piercing the bodies of these men in black.

In an instant, bodies were everywhere.

Mo Yu folded his arms and leaned against a tree, looking at the scene in front of him with light eyes.

"This time, you didn't stay in that place and be the Holy Son."

Wei Wenjing raised his hand and the leaves returned to normal.

A gust of wind blew, and the fluttering leaves scattered in all directions.

"You said you wanted me to come to you."

He eagerly took a step forward, and then stopped cautiously, for fear of disturbing Mo Yu or that she would want to leave again.

"I need to know what's going on in that secret realm. As long as you're willing to tell me, I can do whatever you want."

He is truly worthy of being the male protagonist of Bai Roujing’s harem.

All of them have firm wills and stable Taoist hearts, and Bai Roujing is their disaster.

She suddenly reached out and held Wei Wenjing's wrist.

Then he nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, your cultivation is still there, let's go." Wei Wenjing suddenly beamed with joy.

The two returned to the restaurant. Wei Wenjing opened a guest room for himself and took Mo Yu to prepare a table of dishes.

"Miss Mo, why don't you go into seclusion to practice? I heard that almost all the strong men in your sect have gone to the Chancery Tower to practice. Why are you here alone?"

Sitting at the table and closing the door, Wei Wenjing couldn't wait to ask.

Mo Yu took a bite of the food, and it was so delicious and delicious that her index fingers were wide open.

"What about you? Why don't you go into seclusion and practice?"

Wei Wenjing said honestly, "I have reached a bottleneck."

Mo Yu raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes passing through the dark pupils.

"Let's do this. I'll pass on all the memories I got in that secret realm to you. After that, you can find a place to practice and don't bother me anymore."

It was also luck that she broke into that senior's tomb in her previous life.

That secret place is like a ginseng, and it often runs on its own.

Even she doesn’t know which floor it will be on next time we see it.

Although the skill secrets inside were of no use to her, she still copied the contents and kept them in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Since I met Wei Wenjing this time, I simply gave all these memories to him, which can be regarded as leaving a legacy for the old senior.

"memory?"

Wei Wenjing was suddenly shocked.

I didn’t expect Mo Yu to be so generous!
"I just... hope you can tell me what is in that secret realm. I will search for it myself in the future in order to make a breakthrough."

"That's my chance."

Mo Yu put down his chopsticks and made a complicated hand seal on his chest.

A white thread of light loomed from the center of her eyebrows, floating in mid-air.

Before Wei Wenjing had time to react, the thread sank into the center of Wei Wenjing's eyebrows.

Wei Wenjing only felt a violent tremor coming from the sea of ​​consciousness, and then, these four items continued to expand and turned into images.

This is just a part of the memory, unfolded from his perspective.