At the proof yamen, a middle-aged man with a dark expression was watching around a handsome young man with a complicated face, and his mouth was also smashed and made strange sounds, and his eyes were like x, c, t lights and other lights, constantly doing dialysis.

Liu Muqing felt speechless, and glanced at the other person from the corner of his eyes. Seeing the increasingly dense smile on his face, he couldn't help but say something in his heart. If he didn't explain it clearly, I'm afraid this guy would really misunderstand something.

He hurriedly bowed and said, "This senior, come to find Miss Mo Ziyan at Xia Liu Muqing, and have important things to tell her!"

The man looked at Liu Muqing with a smile. After hearing this, he finally stood up and said, "Come to find Zi Yan, she... She is not in the yamen now, but she will probably come back later. Why don't you go in and wait for a while, and you and I can chat with each other!"

Unable tolerate Liu Muqing's objection, the man raised his arm and walked into the proof yamen. The hands were like a pair of ghost claws. His arms were hurting when he grabbed them, and he had to be lucky enough to resist it.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile even more, and his dark eyes were filled with joy. I don't know why, but the force on his hands dissipated and it was no longer so painful.

After the three halls of the Mingzhengya, Liu Muqing entered a backyard, where the plants and trees were full of spiritual energy. A spiritual spring surrounded a stone pavilion. The thick spiritual energy condensed in the air with the blessing of the formation, and it was magical.

The two of them sat on the stone pavilion, and a maid stared at him curiously, with a strong smile on her face. After she put down the spirit tea, she looked at her unscrupulously for a few more times before turning away. She looked even more arrogant than the middle-aged man opposite.

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly after seeing it, then turned his face and asked, "Liu Muqing, right? Which sect do you come from? Who is the master? How many years have you been practicing Taoism?"

The middle-aged man spoke a series of questions, and one questioned faster than the other, just like the continuous shells, which made Liu Muqing completely confused. He looked at the other party blankly, opened his mouth, and said with some stuttering: "Senior...senior, you..."

The middle-aged man then realized that he was a little anxious. He coughed twice, tried to pretend to be a kind senior, and said with a smile: "Oh, I was a little anxious. I should introduce myself first. Mo Yan is Mo Ziyan's uncle. This is the fourth-rank chief supervisor of the yamen!"

Mo Yan really wanted to pretend to be a gentle, kind and gentle senior, but unfortunately his appearance was too sinister. No matter how he pretended, the feminine aura on his face could not be removed, which made people feel insidious and perverted.

Liu Muqing had already had a certain amount of tolerance for the weirdness of this world. At this moment, a winner of the "Nobel" award appeared, but nothing strange. The only thing he was interested in now was that it seemed that this guy regarded himself as Mo Ziyan's so-and-so, which was interesting.

After thinking about this family, after all, they are people from the Zhengdao. It would be better not to anger them. He explained with a faint smile: "Senior Mo, I think you must have had some misunderstandings about me. I came to find Miss Mo Ziyan to find out the whereabouts of the brothers I entrusted to her back then, not for other things!"

Then Liu Muqing told the other party exactly what happened a few years ago on the Meijiang River, without hiding it at all.

After hearing this, Mo Yan suddenly realized and said, "So, are you not Zi Yan's sweetheart?"

Liu Muqing smiled bitterly in her heart and said with great certainty on her face: "Absolutely not!"

After hearing this, Mo Yan couldn't help but look disappointed on her face, but she quickly recovered. Her sinister smile disappeared, and her face returned to a cold look like a dead person. She said to Liu Muqing: "Since this is a misunderstanding, it's better to explain it now. You sit here and wait. If Zi Yan comes back, I will ask her to come to you!"

Liu Muqing naturally didn't dare to touch this guy's bad head. Not to mention his terrifying background, the horror aura that just exposed from the other party made people dare not say much. He hurriedly bowed and whispered.

In a hall outside the garden, several beautiful women were chattering and talking nonstop. Among these people, there was the one who had just served tea and water for Liu Muqing. At this moment, she was surrounded by people, and people around her kept asking her questions.

"Hey, third sister, what does that person look like? Is there any handsome young master of the seventh dynasty in the dynasty?"

"How is the cultivation level? How many years have you been practicing Taoism?"

"Is it still the body of Pure Yang? If it weren't for the body of Pure Yang, it would be bad for our Zi Yan..."

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A group of women kept talking and asking, and the woman surrounded by her was also explaining to them with a roar, which greatly increased their interest. Some sisters even suggested going to the back garden to see the young man together.

However, at this moment, Mo Yan walked in at the door, and his face was slightly disappointed. When he saw the chattering of the women inside the door, he felt a big headache, but he didn't dare not come in to report, which made these ancestors unhappy, and he would suffer a great punishment.

"Hey, Xiao Mozi is back. Don't argue for now. Listen to Xiao Mozi's talk!" A woman finally found Mo Yan and hurriedly called out to other sisters. After a while, everyone surrounded Mo Yan again.

Mo Yan didn't dare to be disrespectful to these people at all. He saluted and carefully retreated, not daring to have any skin ties with them. He came out of the group of women sweating profusely. Seeing the girls waiting for him to reply, he couldn't help but feel that he was really suffering.

"Everyone...grandma!"

Mo Yan gritted his teeth and said these two words, then couldn't help but sigh again, calmed down, and said, "Grandmas, I've made a mistake. That kid is not Zi Yan's sweetheart. He is here to do business with Zi Yan!"

"Ah~How could this happen? Didn't Zi Yan say that his sweetheart would come today?"

"Yes, yes, this little girl is not lying to us, it's so outrageous. I won't teach her a lesson when she comes back!"

"What a pity. Such a handsome young man is not Zi Yan's suitor. If they can get married, wouldn't it be..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other women suddenly lit up. They kept saying it at once, and gradually they had the idea of ​​putting Liu Muqing and his own Zi Yan together. This made Mo Yan above stunned and couldn't reflect it for a while.

"Zi Yan, uncle can only help you here. I can't do anything else to the next thing, I can only leave it to fate!" Mo Yan quietly wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and thought so.

In the back garden, Liu Muqing sat bored in the stone pavilion, looking at the rich spiritual energy around him, slightly used the spiritual swallowing technique, took a deep breath to swallow the spiritual energy around him into his belly, and then the spiritual energy slightly turned into colorful bubbles and sprayed out from his mouth.

Looking at the bubbles in the garden, Liu Muqing couldn't help but sigh: "I'm really bored. I've blown so many bubbles without realizing it, but why didn't Mo Ziyan appear yet? Could it be that she was deliberately avoiding me?"

So many bubbles were transformed by his spiritual energy. Liu Muqing had several bubbles back into his hands with a casual move. After a slight pinch, they formed a different shape. These bubbles turned into different shapes and appeared in the air. Some were Mercedes-Benz pony, some were ferocious tigers, and some were cute pandas.

Looking at all this in front of him, Liu Muqing couldn't help but show a childlike smile on his face. He seemed to be in a zoo in reality, looking at the animals unique to the earth, smiling happily, and seemed to see his past and seeing his father leading him to play in the zoo.

"Sister Three, do you see if he is obsessed with the enemy? He laughs and cries for a while. How long has it been like this? Is this person's cultivation solid?

In the sky, a group of women sat on a jade butterfly, their eyes focused on Liu Muqing, and their eyes kept looking at him. Some showed a satisfied look and some were slightly disappointed, some were interested, while others didn't care at all.

This jade butterfly escaped in the void, and even Liu Muqing could not find their existence, so he acted bored and spit out bubbles.

Outside the yamen, a woman in a white robe was walking back and forth at the door with a headache, with a strong anxious look on her face, and her eyes kept looking into the distance, as if she was waiting for something.

Finally, a small golden light and shadow appeared in the sky, and it flew into the other party's hands quickly. The woman spread her palm and waved the light and shadow, but a small paper crane appeared in her hand. She hurriedly opened it to watch, but her face suddenly became angry.

"Okay, you third prince, it's so hard to ask you to do me a favor. Don't let me catch it in the future, otherwise you will have to be exhausted!" The woman viciously tore the note in her hand into pieces, and stomped on the ground a few times before she could calm down.

This woman is not someone else, but Mo Ziyan who Liu Muqing couldn't wait for. I have to say that Mo Ziyan is a stunning beauty with bright eyes like picturesque skin like snow, and a hint of heroic appearance on her face, which even arouses the men's desire to conquer. In addition, there is a strong sense of righteousness on her body, which makes any demon and sneak flee.

As for why she stood at the door and didn't enter? It was because of a marriage. Among the seven palaces and twelve roads of the Daxia Kingdom, the Mo family was in charge of the Daxia Kingdom, and was a very prominent family. The head of the sect has been in charge of the Daxia Kingdom for generations and is a first-rank criminal official. He is the real master of one person and one person above ten thousand people. However, there is a strange curse on this family, that is, there are very few men and women in this family, with yin strong and yang weak.

There is a curse circulating in the Mo family that a man who is in charge of the punishment or who is a person in the punishment shall not exceed a hundred years, and he will inevitably die after a hundred years. This is like an iron law that constantly appears above the heads of the Mo family, allowing generations of descendants of the Mo family to die strangely after a hundred years.

These people include Mo Ziyan's grandfather, her great-grandfather and her grandfather who are still superior to each other, all of them died without exception. In order to allow the Mo family's bloodline to survive, every generation of Mo family children must marry and have children when they are over 20 years old, and must have children by their side when they are over 30 years old, so as to leave a ray of incense for the Mo family a hundred years later.

Hundreds and thousands of years have passed, and the ancestors of the Mo family have died one after another, but their widows are still there. These women are the real people in charge of the Mo family and are also the real horror.

Mo Ziyan grew up in this environment, and she is already nineteen years old this year, and she will definitely get married in another year. The grandmothers in the family have already started to do this.

"Miss, your sweetheart has already come. Why haven't you been in yet? Several grandmas are watching there, just waiting for you to come back!" Just as Mo Ziyan was frowning and was about to hide for a while, a little maid suddenly walked out of the door, and pulled her into the yamen while smiling.

Mo Ziyan couldn't help but look at the little maid in shock. She couldn't react for a long time. When she was about to arrive at the small garden, she suddenly reacted and pulled the little maid and asked, "My sweetheart? Is the third prince here?"

When the little maid heard the name of the third prince, she frowned and said unhappily: "Miss, how can you mention that fat pig? Even if he is a prince, he cannot be a match for you. Don't say that in the future, otherwise you all should teach you a lesson again!"

Mo Ziyan also knew that she had made a mistake, but she couldn't care about so much and asked hurriedly: "That's not the third prince, who is this person?"

The little maid looked at her with a strange look on her face and said, "Miss, you are so weird. No one knows your sweetheart. He said his name is Liu Muqing. Don't tell me that you don't know him. If that's the case, you will be miserable, and he will definitely be miserable!"

The little maid looked at Mo Ziyan with a sympathetic look, her eyes full of jokes.

Mo Ziyan is not in the mood to teach this little maid a lesson now. She kept searching for information about the three words Liu Muqing in her mind, but looking at the celebrities in the capital, no one named this name.

The little maid saw the lady in a daze, but ignored her. She pulled her and walked into the small garden. After passing through the corridor, she shouted loudly: "Langjun Liu, my lady is back!"

Mo Ziyan felt bad when she heard this. She was about to cover the mouthful maid when she saw a man slowly standing up in the mist-like pavilion, looking at her, and their eyes were intertwined.

In an instant, as if the picture was replayed, Mo Ziyan's mind suddenly appeared in the mind of the young man who was kidnapped by the water snake demon, he was still as handsome as spring breeze, but his face was less tender but more cunning.

"It's you, you... aren't dead?" Mo Ziyan couldn't help but point at Liu Muqing and asked in a daze.

Liu Muqing smiled slightly, bowed to the other party, and said, "It's just a great life. Brother Mo, I haven't seen each other for several years, and my style remains the same!"

Mo Ziyan was slightly stunned, and then she thought of her appearance as a man dressed in a woman on the passenger ship. At that time, she thought she was pretending to behave well, but she didn't know that she had already seen through it, and she made a big joke and didn't know it.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled, as if she was ridiculous about her childish behavior back then.

They walked into the pavilion and sat down with each other. It was not until this time that Mo Ziyan discovered that Liu Muqing had already had a cultivation level and had reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building. It would take not long to enter the Dan Condensation Realm like her.

Mo Ziyan couldn't help but be surprised and asked, "Brother Liu, how did you get your cultivation? I remember when we separated, you were powerless. Why did you reach this level in just a few years?"

After hearing this, Liu Muqing couldn't help laughing. He couldn't help but sigh and then said, "This matter is hard to describe!"

After saying that, he told Mo Ziyan what happened later, but just concealed the secret of the Yin-Yang Pearl.

"I see!"

After hearing this, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but sigh. Life experiences impermanence can be seen from Liu Muqing.

Liu Muqing continued: "So this time I came to the imperial capital, one was to find Chunmei and the other was to thank Miss Mo for his kind help!"

"It's okay, as a person in the Dao of Punishment, I naturally have to take action when encountering such a thing. As for Chunmei, you can't see it now!" Mo Ziyan shook her head and said.

Liu Muqing felt nervous and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Did something happen to them? "

Mo Ziyan smiled slightly and said to Liu Muqing: "Brother Liu, don't worry, you entrusted them to me back then, how could I have any surprises? But I really didn't expect that the two you entrusted me to be so magical. They are now a treasure!"

"Oh? What's going on?"

Mo Ziyan said, "Let me talk about your concubine first. She is not simple. Not only will the road to practicing Taoism for the innate Taoist body, but she has the qualification to innately understand the great Tao. If she had not broken her body, her future achievements would be limitless. Now she has been accepted as a closed disciple by Yihong Zhenren, and now she has traveled around the world with her master!"

"Besides, his younger brother Gou Sheng has now changed his name to Liu Sanlang. His eyes are extraordinary, called Yinming Ghost Eyes, which can be broken through the third level of the Netherworld and the fifth floor of the Nine Netherworld. If you practice to the extreme, you can scan thousands of ghosts and gods at a glance. He was taken over by the Demon-Subduing Real Person and wandered around!"

"ah!"

Liu Muqing opened her mouth wide in surprise, with a look of incredible expression on her face. He never thought that his maid was actually the innate Taoist body, and the child who had always claimed to have seen ghosts actually had ghost eyes. How could he not be surprised?

"Miss Mo, are you sure you didn't lie to me?" Liu Muqing asked in disbelief.

Mo Ziyan smiled and nodded, saying with great certainty: "Everything is true. These two people are both prodigal sons. They will definitely make their mark in the Four Domain Competition eight years later. You will naturally meet at that time!"
Chapter completed!