。When there was no sound here, Mo Yun silently closed his eyes. 。In fact, he had prepared this body long ago. The most precious thing about this body is his bone.Those spirit bones were a gift from th...Three thousand years ago, Mo Yun alone forged the imperial weapon Ping She Bi and presented it to a ruler who brought peace to an era. 。
Two thousand years ago, Mo Yun's spirit pet, the ancient Azure Dragon of a hundred levels, was known as the Dragon Immortal.
Mo Yun forged a celestial dragon armor for him. 。
A thousand years ago, Long Xian sought to seize Mo Yun's return to immortality. When Mo Yun returned once more, Long Xian unleashed the Ancient Immortal Thunder to kill Mo Yun.
In the Grand Celestial Dynasty of the Spirit Realm, under dim candlelight, Mo Yun slowly opened his eyes. In a daze, two icy beams stirred the heavens and earth. 。
"Longxian, I never expected that after all my efforts, I would raise a white-eyed wolf."
However, since I have returned to practice and am on my way back to the peak of my power, the time for your demise will come. 。Mo Yun's eyes lit up, clenching his fists, unconsciously bringing a hint of killing intent. 。At first, Long Xian was just Mo Yun's ordinary spirit pet. 。Mo Yun spent countless resources to help it reach level 100. 。Dragons and Immortals of the hundred ranks, their realm is equal to that of Emperors, and even because of the inherent advantages of their spirit beasts, they are a step stronger than ordinary Emperors. 。It can be said that it is now the absolute pinnacle of all worlds. 。Unfortunately, Mo Yun's painstaking cultivation of the Dragon Fairy ultimately led to her choosing betrayal. 。But now Mo Yun has returned, and he is confident that he can make Long Xian pay a heavy price for this. 。
When it comes to refining, he is the only one in the world who can refine immortals. He is called a god, and even emperors and immortals from all ages must show him respect.
When it comes to raising spirit pets, even the most renowned immortal pales in comparison to him. 。He has cultivated more than five hundred-level demon immortals. 。Given just a little more time, there's no doubt that he will cultivate even stronger spirit beasts and refine even more elixirs. 。When that time comes, it will be the end of Longxian. 。"Mo Yun, you're awake" 。It seemed as if it had heard Mo Yun's voice, the door creaked open. 。Walking towards me was Yi Ba, clad in white, like a waterfall cascading down. Her skin was fair and her smile was flawless. 。A pair of eyes clear and bright. 。She is even more radiant under the candlelight. 。"Evening, I'm fine. " 。These days, thank you for taking care of me. 。Mo Yun carefully recalled everything in his current life, and he had a clear understanding of everything. He was the "Saint" of the Ling Hou Mansion in the Great Emperor Dynasty, with unparalleled talent and the respect of all people. 。The current generation's noble lord even had his son, Jia Xi, betrothed to Mo Yun. 。But all of that is in the past. Four years ago, when Mo Yun was twelve, Linghou Mansion was attacked. Mo Yun's cultivation spirit bone was taken, and he has been downcast ever since. 。become a cripple 。When walls fall, everyone pushes. Mo Yun's status plummeted, and if it weren't for Jia Xi's care, he might not have survived. 。Looking at Mo Yun, whose face was as pale as death, Jia Xi hesitated before speaking. 。Once upon a time, Mo Yun was so dazzling and brilliant. But now he's so desolate... should I tell him even worse news
"Just get to the point," 。
Is my illness
relapsed again Or is Madam Wang going to drive me out again Or...are you going to break off the engagement”
Mo Yun chuckled, her voice though weak, her eyes sparkled with a fierce glint.
"No, it's nothing, I just need to go out for a while..." Jia Xi hurried to explain, but Mo Yun's playful eyes followed her again. 。This made Jia Xi extremely uncomfortable. 。
Silence
"Well, Father has arranged a marriage for me, and I must leave today." 。I will arrange for someone to take care of you. 。"Sorry, sorry..."
Jia Xi lowered her head and muttered, she could already imagine Mo Yun's furious expression. 。A man can't bear this humiliation: his fiancee not only broke off the engagement, but today, she is even going to... with someone else.What about forever and a day, what about oaths sworn under heaven and earth, at this moment they are all just deliberate mockery. 。So, all I can do now is apologize. 。But the expected insults did not appear. 。Men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. It's about time. 。"Mo Yun smiled, with a hint of self-deprecating amusement. "For that sense of responsibility, he took care of me, this useless person, for four years. How silly!"
"Ah... I should have known" Jia Xi stopped her choked voice, her face full of astonishment. She never expected Mo Yun to say something like that. " 。Shouldn't we be angry Shouldn't we be sad Why is the other person so indifferent 。"Yeah, a smart person, should have left long ago." 。These years, it's been tough. 。Mo Yun gently stroked Jia Xi's forehead, and then changed the subject, "Which family's young master is this" "I don't know" 。Ji Xi could clearly feel the warmth on her forehead, unwilling to brush it away. In a daze, she even had a surge of wanting to cry. 。So…best of luck. 。Well, you went overboard. Look, your hair is messed up. 。Mo Yun carefully put Jia Xi's hair behind her ears. 。
Even Jia Xi didn't dodge, just stood there dumbfounded.
This kind of feeling makes me very . 。"Bold, you little wretch, don't forget your place now!" 。You're getting married today, and you're still messing around with this bastard Do you even have any shame left 。A sharp and piercing sound came, and immediately, a young maid helped a middle-aged man into the room. 。
He was dressed in fine robes, his head adorned with a dazzling array of jewels, exuding an air of extravagance and nobility.
"Mrs. Wang... it's not what you think" 。Jia Xi immediately panicked and stood up. This Wang Fu-niang was the mistress of Ling Houfu. 。
I've already gotten married, so I'm not afraid of anything. However, Mo Yun is still here.
"Hmph, this little wretch is already in such a state, does he think he can do anything" Wang Fu looked at Mo Yun, who was weak and emaciated on the sickbed, and said disdainfully. 。
Mo Yun remained silent, but the corner of his mouth twitched with a constant sneer. In this world, there are indeed many shameless people.
Four years ago, this Wang Fu hated to think of anything but elevating herself. Complimenting anyone and everyone as a hero or the son of heaven was commonplace for her. 。Now, seemingly to cover up that previous humiliation, Wang Mrs. doubled down on belittling herself. 。"Madam Wang, these matters have nothing to do with Mo Yun. Please, show her mercy!" Jia Xi lowered her head and whispered softly. 。"Hmph, if it weren't for the fear of causing a commotion and sullying the reputation of my Ling Houfu, I would have ripped this little beast's limbs off today!" 。
"Come on, hurry up and get ready!"
Lady Wang snorted coldly and quickly walked out of the room, as if staying in this room would tarnish her noble body.
"Then I'll leave, Mo Yun. Take care of yourself!"Jia Xi gave Mo Yun one last look, her eyes filled with worry 。
"It's okay"
"Mo Yun smiled in response, he watched Jia Xi leave" 。When there was no sound here, Mo Yun silently closed his eyes. 。In fact, he had prepared this body long ago. The most precious thing about this body is his bone.
Those spirit bones were a gift from the immortals to Mo Yun, remnants of his former self.
It can not only significantly improve the cultivation speed, but also has unexpected uses for controlling spirit pets. 。
It's a shame that the spiritual bones I had prepared were dug up by someone alive.
Now that his physical body has lost its crucial spirit bone, he is not only grievously wounded but also unable to cultivate. 。
That's really awful.
But... he has his own way! (The end)lear understanding of everything. He was the "Saint" of the Ling Hou Mansion in the Great Emperor Dynasty, with unparalleled talent and the respect of all people. 。The current generation's noble lord...