"For you to play..."

Murong Caiyun was a little amused and laughed at the boyish words.

The mail order is not used to play.

However, since Mo Hua requested this, she did not refuse.

These storage bags are what everyone needs.

It would be useless for her to keep a blank mail order.

"Okay."

Murong Caiyun handed the blank letter of the letter made of white jade and whose content had been erased to Mo Hua.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

The ink painting happily took it and put it away as a "treasure".

Murong Caiyun laughed and shook her head slightly.

Everyone simply divided the rest.

Because it was originally the one "taken by the Daotingsi" and it was not expensive, so anyone who asked for it would give it to Murong Caiyun.

After the last spoil was "divided" of the spoils, everyone rushed back to the sect.

Time is tight when I come, but I feel more leisurely when I go back.

Murong Caiyun hired a carriage, which was spacious and luxurious, burned with the fragrance of rain and mist, covered with marten blankets, and sat soft and comfortable.

Mo Hua looked at the magnificent carriage and guessed that Senior Sister Murong's family must be very rich.

He looked forward again.

The one who was holding the carriage was four tall and handsome spirit horses.

This is a second-grade spiritual horse, specially raised by monks and used to pull carts.

These four spirit horses are majestic.

Ink painting couldn't help but think of "Dabai".

At that time, he followed his master, and there were also old Puppet, senior brother and senior sister. The white horse that was traveling through mountains and rivers along the way was the "Dabai".

The name Dabai was given to it by Mohua.

I guess it must be very fond of Mohua.

As soon as he shouted it was bright, it rubbed his head intimately.

As for the original name of "Dabai", what is Yun and what is Long Ji's, it is a bit difficult to describe, so I didn't remember the ink paintings in my heart.

"I don't know who is better than these Malaysians?"

Mo Hua muttered silently in her heart.

The white clouds are floating, and the horse's hooves are floating.

The past is like a mountain, with floating lights passing by.

As he walked, Mo Hua suddenly felt a little disappointed and sour in his heart.

Those who have been with me for a long time suddenly stopped being around.

But I still want to walk forward alone.

It is also necessary to keep moving forward...

In Mo Hua's eyes, a hint of loneliness and a hint of perseverance were revealed.

"Junior brother..."

A gentle and beautiful voice recalled Mo Hua's thoughts.

Murong Caiyun said gently: "Do you have any worries?"

"No……"

Mo Hua shook her head.

Hua Qianqian, who was beside him, suddenly covered her mouth and smiled and joked:

"I'm afraid I'm not thinking about a sweetheart, I'm thinking about which handsome young junior sister..."

Mo Hua's cheeks were slightly red, and he said negatively:

"no!"

Everyone was slightly stunned when they saw this.

Thinking of fighting with vultures, Mo Hua was proficient in concealment, good at formations, trapping the enemy with water, and "whipping the corpse" with fireballs.

Finally, at the critical moment, he secretly used a cold arrow to "pit" the various behaviors of the vicious and cunning vultures to "pit"...

Not only meticulous, but calm and composed.

There is even a kind of decisive decisiveness that involves naivety and decisiveness.

Although it looks kind and cute, there is another sense of inconsistency with profound spiritual consciousness and elusiveness.

So along the way, although everyone looked as usual, they were always a little afraid.

But now we talk about things like "sweetheart" and "little junior sister"...

Mo Hua's fair cheeks suddenly turned red, and the blush was slightly dyed, making her lips and teeth look white, and her eyebrows and eyes look like picturesque.

There is also a little shyness and cramping.

It looks like a innocent and shy junior brother.

The people suddenly lost their grudges and couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that everyone was smiling at him, Mo Hua's face turned redder and defended:

"It's really not!"

"well……"

"Don't you believe it?"

"Believe, believe..."

"Why are you still laughing?"

...

The atmosphere in the carriage was much more cheerful...

...

On the road to Ganzhou.

The carriage was constantly on the way, and it was comfortable to sit. Although it felt a little slow, the four horses were walking as fast as they were flying, but the actual speed was not slow at all.

Nearly evening, the carriage entered the Ganxuezhou area.

Ouyang Feng is a disciple of Tai'amen, and Hua Qianqian is a disciple of Baihua Valley. They have to get off the bus halfway.

"Junior Sister Murong, Junior Sister Qianqian, Junior Brother Shangguan, Junior Brother Xiao Mo..."

Ouyang Feng said everyone's name in a stern manner, gentle and polite manner, and then bowed:

"I'll say goodbye first. I'll meet a mission next time, I'll see you again if I have the chance..."

Everyone bowed and said goodbye.

Ouyang Feng finally looked at the ink painting, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Junior Brother Mo, if you have time, you can come to my Taiamen, see the mountains and view the scenery, communicate and discuss the Tao, and I can also do my best to be a landlord..."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng!" Mo Hua was very happy and nodded repeatedly:

"It must be certain!"

Then comes Hua Qianqian.

She was wearing a beautiful and beautiful Taoist robe with a pretty face. Although she looked a little quiet and didn't like to talk, it was because she was not familiar with her.

After getting familiar with her, she became unexpectedly lively.

After she said goodbye to everyone, she also specifically said to Mo Hua: "My junior brother, come to our Baihua Valley to have fun when you have time..."

Mo Hua was stunned, "Hundred Flower Valley... are all female cultivators, men can't enter..."

Hua Qianqian smiled narrowly, "I'll find you a dress for a female disciple to wear, apply some rouge, apply some makeup, and dress up as a 'little beauty' and you will naturally be able to go in."

Mo Hua was a little angry and said firmly:

"I won't!"

I am a man, how can I wear women's clothes?!

It's outrageous!
To be continued...