When he thought of the secret of the Origin Earth Spirit and the Eight Battle Tribunals, Mo Ran immediately fell into deep thought, so he did not notice that he was still sitting in the hall, with Nangong and grandson present around him.

"Cough~"

Suddenly, a light cough interrupted Mo Ran's thoughts.

Looking back at the person who coughed, it was Nangong Yue. Mo Ran secretly concealed the excitement in his heart and said frankly: "If Brother Nangong said this, the secret of these eight battle techniques is in Luohammer Town. Is it possible that it has something to do with the southern wilderness?"

Hearing Mo Ran's analysis, everyone changed their colors. While pondering, they nodded one after another. Nangong Bo said, "Brother Mo's words are not unreasonable. I think the southern wilderness has been a Jedi since ancient times. Although it is not suitable for human habitation, there are countless mysterious wilderness races of all sizes. It is also reasonable if the secret of the Eight Battle Trigrams is hidden there. After all, the fewer people are in the place, the safer it is."

At this time, Nangong Yue waved his hand and stood up from the chair, saying, "Needless to say, I will know then. Boer, we have something to do, let's go first. Brother Mo, on May 13th, Nangong Yue is waiting for Brother Mo to say goodbye." As he said that, Nangong Yue was about to leave.

Although he didn't know why Nangong Yue was so impatient, Nangong Bo knew that there must be a reason for the incident, so he didn't stop for much.

"Okay." Turning around, nodding to Nangong Yue, then saying to Mo Ran: "Then Nangong said goodbye, Senior Mo, Brother Mo, there will be a date in the future."

Seeing this, Mo Qing, Mo Ran and the Mo family members stood up one after another and sent them to the door, but when they walked to the door, Nangong Bo suddenly stopped: "Fourth Grandpa, wait."

After calling out a lightly, Nangong Bo turned around and looked at Mo Ran. It seemed that there was something unspeakable. After struggling for a while, he still said, "Brother Mo, can you take a step to speak?"

Mo Ran was stunned when he heard this and nodded immediately.

After walking aside with Nangong Bo, Nangong Bo came forward and whispered in Mo Ran's ear. Nangong Bo's voice was so soft that even if everyone was focused, they could not hear a word.

Mo Ran's face suddenly turned into surprise when he heard this, and then his eyebrows frowned.

After whispering for a moment, Nangong Bo patted Mo Ran on the shoulder and sighed, "You know everything, please do it yourself."

Gritting his teeth, Mo Ran nodded heavily, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Nangong, for telling me."

He clasped his fists at Mo Ran, and Nangong Bo said, "No need to send it away. May 13th, we will see you again."

"good."

After Nangong Bo finished speaking, Nangong Yue and Nangong Yue hurriedly spread their bodies and flew into the sky, turning into two streams of light and sweeping away.

After watching the two left, Mo Qing walked over and looked at Mo Ran. Suddenly, he found that there was a little anger in his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Ran thought for a while and then said, "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter."

"It's really okay."

"fine."

The night is as cool as water. In this area near the Tanas Desert, the night is colder than the hinterland of the mainland. The stars in the sky are flashing spots, like sleepy eyes, blinking and emitting a dim light outward.

There is a moon tonight, but it is not round, so it will not be very bright, but the crescent moon will bring a deeper meaning than the full moon. The vast Xilian Mountains will appear extremely mysterious under the reflection of this crescent moon.

After seeing Nangong Yue off, Mo Ran suddenly felt that everything seemed to be arranged in the dark, and he seemed to be a helpless straw in this fate, swaying powerlessly as the wheel of fate rotated.

Legend is the person Wang Zhen asked him to look for before he died. Although Mo Ran didn't know what the legend was, he knew that this person was very important to Wang Zhen, otherwise he would not have abandoned the opportunity to resurrection and let himself do this.

In addition, during the previous days when he was hunted by the eight martial saints of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, Mo Ran also heard the word "Legend" from the other party. At that time, the other party's pointing was clearly his own.

"Are you a legend? What is a legend?"

Looking at the crescent moon, Mo Ran's heart was full of questions.

For some reason, since practicing Brahma Art, Mo Ran always felt that he was involved in a huge conspiracy. In the dark, it seemed that someone was guiding him to walk here and there little by little. This was a feeling of being led by others, and Mo Ran didn't like it very much.

Legend has it that Brahma Art, the illusory figure that sent Brahma Art to him, the strange man who stayed in his mind and did not often appear, and the clueless enemy who killed his father, including Qin Yao, are all the mystery he was about to unravel.

However, there is no clue in all this.

As his ability improves, Mo Ran encounters more and more things. Although many of them have been explained, what follows is a bigger mystery. Mo Ran knows that these mysteries are like a string of scattered Buddhist beads. He needs a thread, a long enough thread to string these beads together to solve all this.

But, where is this line? Mo Ran had no idea, and he didn't know where to look for it.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

Mo Ran was upset and his thoughts were extremely upset.

Just then, a gentle sound of footsteps came from behind.

Without looking back, Mo Ran knew who it was. As soon as this footstep sound appeared, Mo Ran's faint melancholy was replaced by warmth.

"It's okay?" Mo Ran didn't look back, his voice was extremely gentle, and this kind of gentleness has only appeared on one person so far.

Qin Yao.

The face is like condensed fat in the sleeping water, the white peony smoke and silk is soft gauze, the white smoke and plum blossoms are streaked in the ground, the body is soft smoke and silk, and the cloud bun on the head is inserted into the jade dragon and phoenix hairpin. The fragrance and tender face are more beautiful than the flowers, and the fingers are like the roots of the onion, the mouth is like the red dan, and Qin Yao's every frown and smile is always so touching.

He walked forward gently and stood side by side with Mo Ran. His sharp chin was slightly raised, and his eyes, which were as bright as water, shone with light on the crescent moon in the sky.

"It's much better. Brother Ran seems unhappy." Qin Yao said softly.

Like Mo Ran, Qin Yao's gentleness will only appear on the former.

"Something." Mo Ran replied lightly.

He slowly turned his head and a faint fragrance slowly swelled up in his slight breath.

He took a greedy breath, Mo Ran's eyes slightly closed, very comfortable.

It is Qin Yao's unique body fragrance, which is both light and irresistible.

"Can you talk to Yao'er?" Qin Yao said.

He took his eyes back from the crescent moon and turned to the fragrant and tender pretty face. Mo Ran opened his mouth and then closed it again.

When facing Qin Yao, Mo Ran always had an irresistible emotion. No matter what, he had the urge to share it with him. But some facts were hard to say. He was afraid that he would hurt Qin Yao and that he would lose her because of it.

However, the sincerity and care in the other person's eyes were too strong, and Mo Ran could not resist at all.

He didn't dare to look directly at Qin Yao, Mo Ran turned his head and looked at Centi Moon again. Finally, he spoke: "Yaoer, I don't think there are some things that should be hidden from you."

"Yeah." Qingen said, and Qin Yao did not interrupt, signaling him to continue.

After taking a few more breaths, Mo Ran finally held up his courage and told me what happened in the holy land after leaving Qin Yao. When he mentioned the name Dongfang Xue, he was touched for no reason.

After talking about this past story, Mo Ran closed his mouth and remained silent like a sinner waiting for verdict.

The evening breeze blew, like a knife shaking his face, but for some reason, Mo Ran could only feel uncomfortable as if his face was hot. Perhaps it was the reason for that past event, Mo Ran dared not face it, nor could he face Qin Yao, but he could not even accept the cold.

There is a dead silence under the moon, and time is as still as if it has stopped.

It was a long time, as if it had been a long time, and it took centuries so long. Mo Ran finally sighed.

"Oh, in life, what can happen according to your own wishes?"

Qin Yao sighed, as if she couldn't find a good topic, so she closed her mouth again.

At this moment, Mo Ran could only hear the heartbeats between each other leaps together.

Suddenly, the momentum around him changed, and Mo Ran felt Qin Yao's emotions suddenly change. It seemed to be excited, but also to be entangled.

Turning around slightly, Qin Yao looked directly at Mo Ran and asked, "Brother Ran, do you like him?"

Hearing this, Mo Ran seemed to feel something hitting his heart hard, and he felt slightly suffocated.

Although it was only a moment, Mo Ran still felt the subtlety.

Without an answer, Mo Ran was thinking about this question. For some reason, when Qin Yao asked, his first reaction was "yes", but he could not say it out loud, because there was still a word "no" in his heart.

After thinking for a long time, Mo Ran suddenly shook his head and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry Yao'er, I can't answer you because I don't know."

With his head down, Qin Yao walked around Mo Ran, staring at the former with clear eyes as clear as water, and said, "Brother Ran, Yao'er still said the same thing. No matter what, Yao'er will always be with Brother Ran. Because in Yao'er's heart, there is only Brother Ran."

"Yao'er." Mo Ran's eyes were slightly red and tears filled his eyes.

Gently grabbed Qin Yao's hands, and the warmth came, Mo Ran was moved: "Yaoer~"

"Brother Ran is crying." Qin Yao stretched out her little hand and gently wiped away the tears that had just slid down the corner of Mo Ran's eyes, and said softly: "Brother Ran, Yao'er will accompany you to find her, and then take her back."

Gently holding Qin Yao in her arms, Mo Ran looked at the bend and murmured: "I'm going to find her, but not taking her back."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yao, who was lying on Mo Ran's arms, was slightly stunned, left her arms, and asked in surprise: "Why?"

“Because the situation is different.”
Chapter completed!