Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 617 Dumbfounded

Although the white-haired old servant slammed half of Scorpio's back into pieces with his last palm, leaving his bloody and bloody, it still didn't stop him from escaping.

The space at the height of thousands of feet was torn apart, and after the Scorpion Dragon Snake got in, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Miss, this old servant failed to keep that scorpion dragon son, so he is willing to be punished!" The white-haired old servant walked up to Ling'er, bowed and said.

"Master, do you want Ling'er to bring some reinforcements, Xie Longzi can't escape the Dongxuan Realm." Ling'er blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Jiang Mo.

"Forget it, since it's my trouble, let me solve it. There's no reason to rely on a little girl." Jiang Mo shook his head and said with a smile.

After hearing Jiang Mo's words, the white-haired old servant standing beside him also had an imperceptible admiration in his muddy old eyes.

It's no big deal to be younger, but if you blindly rely on others, then it really won't be a big deal.

It's in vain for Miss's painstaking efforts to wait for many years.

"Know it……"

Ling'er stuck out her tongue playfully, and she knew that the young master, who appeared to be approachable and gentle on the surface, also had his own arrogance in his heart.

After a short rest, the three of them left the valley.

Jiang Mo found a place not far from the Gu family, and he and Ling'er stayed here temporarily, while the white-haired old servant acted as a guard.

A strong Wu Zun stood guard, even if that Scorpion Dragon Son had ten more guts, he would not dare to come here to make trouble.

The candlelight in the room was flickering, reflecting that beautiful and moving face, making it more charming and charming.

"Master, is there something on Ling'er's face?" Ling'er said in a low voice, with a pretty face and shyness, being a little embarrassed by Jiang Mo's look.

"No." Jiang Mo smiled.

"What is the young master looking at?"

Jiang Mo didn't answer, but hugged the girl into his arms, and said softly, "Ling'er has become more and more attractive these years, so there must be many suitors, right?"

The deep voice that came from next to her ear made Ling'er's delicate earlobes extremely rosy.

"There are some, but Ling'er only has the young master in her heart..."

After saying this, Ling'er buried her head in Jiang Mo's chest in embarrassment, sniffing the unique breath from the young master with her pretty Qiong nose, which made her feel very at ease.

Just like that, after a while, Ling'er raised her head, looked at the young master, and asked softly, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, I just want to hold Linger like this and never let go."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo held Ling'er's face in his hands, his eyes met, and under the flickering candlelight, he looked very tender.

"Woo...young master..."

Ling'er's beautiful eyes were wide open, obviously a little unexpected, but she was soon intoxicated by the young master's tenderness.

……

When the sunlight of the second morning spilled into the room through the gaps in the wooden lattice windows, the young men and women opened their eyes.

"How did you sleep last night?" With a smile on the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth, he looked at the pretty face that was less youthful and more charming.

The girl blushed slightly, but said nothing.

She drew circles on Jiang Mo's body with green onion fingers, and said, "Master, will you always be nice to Ling'er from now on?"

"Girl, believe me, I will always treat you well and love you forever!"

Jiang Mo looked into Linger's eyes and said seriously.

"Well, that Ling'er is waiting for the young master in the Gu family. In this life, Ling'er will not marry anyone except the young master!"

Ling'er smiled sweetly.

After a brief reunion, the young boys and girls had to part again.

With the strength of the Gu clan, Jiang Mo was able to contend with it now. Only by raising his own strength to a level that even they value, can he be qualified to be with Ling'er forever.

After parting with Ling'er, Jiang Mo came back to the former Holy Martial Sword Sect in a low-key manner. No matter how shrewd that Scorpion Dragon Son was, he would never have imagined that Jiang Mo would dare to come back again.

"It's all destroyed! I don't know if anyone survived."

Looking at the dilapidated place, where even the stone lions in front of the sect had been blasted into pieces, Jiang Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Just as he was pondering, a scream suddenly broke his meditation.

"Help! Kill someone!" A fair-faced, scholar-like guy with an iron sword on his back shouted loudly.

Behind him were more than a dozen murderous monks chasing after him.

"Where did you come from, get out of here quickly, don't delay my Tianming Pavilion's law enforcement!" one of the big-armed men shouted.

"Tianming Pavilion?" Hearing this name, Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a killing intent in his chest.

"That's right, it's Tianming Pavilion. Those who are sensible, get out of here quickly, and don't cause trouble for yourself." The man drew out his long knife, his strength is not weak, and he has already reached the realm of a one-star Martial King.

The monks behind him also glared at Jiang Mo one after another. As for the white-faced scholar, he simply hid behind Jiang Mo.

"In broad daylight, why did you chase him down?"

Jiang Mo frowned indistinctly, and asked indifferently.

"Hehe, why do you want to hunt him down? This kid is the remnant of the Holy Martial Sword Sect. Even the Sacred Martial Sword Sect was uprooted by our Tianming Pavilion. Do you think it is necessary to keep these remnants?"

After the man finished speaking, he swung his long knife and slashed at Jiang Mo. While the Yuan force roared, his power was not weak.

The white-faced scholar-looking guy behind Jiang Mo saw his hand move, and immediately ran away, faster than a rabbit.

However, what happened next left everyone around dumbfounded.

When the man's long knife was one foot away from Jiang Mo, he couldn't cut it no matter what, as if there was an invisible force holding the blade, it was extremely weird...

(End of this chapter)