In the late stage of the auction, it was a "battlefield" that major forces from all sides fought for. The monks below were naturally not qualified to participate in the "battle" of this scale. The price of spirit stones was only a thousand times, but they could not afford it.

The auction ended completely after a huge amethyst stone was sold. Fatty Wu gave a farewell speech, but he didn't know where he got the farewell speech, which made it a bit inappropriate, but it left Liu Muqing speechless again, and followed Mo Ziyan to leave the auction venue.

At this moment, the outside world was already dimly lit, and many monks walked together to eat or go back to the cave. Liu Muqing was naturally preparing to go back. He had made up his mind to go into seclusion. If Mo Ziyan had not invited him for something, he would have closed the cave.

The three of them were quite comfortable walking and chatting. Then the fourth prince also left first with tactfulness because he felt that Mo Ziyan had something to say to Liu Muqing, and he even claimed the crime and left.

"Why don't I take you back?" Liu Muqing looked at the starry night sky and slowly said.

Mo Ziyan thought about it and nodded, counting it as an answer.

A 'taxi' was attracted, and Liu Muqing and Mo Ziyan sat in it. In the carriage, he could clearly feel that Mo Ziyan was actually worried. After a while, he couldn't help asking: "If you have something, you might as well say it. It would be uncomfortable to hold it in your heart. This is hindering your practice!"

Mo Ziyan looked up slightly at him, her lips nipped as if she was choosing something. Suddenly she patted the storage bag and saw a robe flying out of it. It was the purple-feathered phoenix suit bought by the eldest prince.

She threw the purple feather phoenix clothes to Liu Muqing in anger, and said a little hatefully: "I don't want this clothes anymore, I'll give them to your concubines!"

Liu Muqing saw her angry look on her face but thought she was angry with the eldest prince. She smiled and couldn't help but teased, "Oh? Is that so good, but this is a brush from the lay Buddhist Mingshan. Are you really willing to bear it? Layman Mingshan!"

Liu Muqing was like a strange uncle seducing the little loli, and his voice was very lewd, at least he felt that way.

However, what surprised him was that this time Mo Ziyan was immune to the four words "Mingshan Layman". She turned her head angrily and refused to look at him, which made him confused.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You're doing well in the auction hall just now, why did you become like this when you left there? Didn't you see anyone messing with you?" Liu Muqing touched his bald head and said with some depression.

Mo Ziyan looked at the bright bald head and felt angry and stopped beating. She shouted: "It's you, you have offended me, do you know that your bright monk's big head has offended me!"

Mo Ziyan pointed at Liu Muqing and cursed him, and he was confused. He stretched out his finger and pointed at his nose, and said innocently and surprised: "I? You said... I was messing with you?"

After venting, Mo Ziyan woke up a lot and her depression relieved a lot. She stared at Liu Muqing, especially at his smooth and big bald head, and various emotions were constantly brewing in the depths of her eyes.

However, although Miss Mo was not depressed, Liu Muqing, who was the person involved, became completely depressed. Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, he didn't dare to ask anymore. He held up all his words and leaned against the wall of the carriage, so depressed that he wanted to hit the wall.

"Ding~"

When the 'taxi' arrived at the station, Liu Muqing jumped out of the carriage first. After paying the money, he thought about it and said to Mo Ziyan behind him, "I'm leaving. I'll start seclusion from tomorrow. See you in eight years!"

After saying that, he was about to get on the 'taxi' again, and then Mo Ziyan behind him suddenly called him: "Wait, I...I have something to tell you!"

Liu Muqing only felt the corners of his eyes twitching. When encountering such a stupid thing, he wanted to leave early, but was still stopped. He turned around in a silent face and looked at Mo Ziyan and waited for her explanation.

"Just... I lost my composure. Actually, I was not talking about you. This is not like this. There are many things involved. I was confused for a while, so I said so. I hope you don't mind. I apologize to you!"

Mo Ziyan bit her lips and said slowly to Liu Muqing. She looked a little pitiful at this moment, and the things in her heart were tormenting her, making her feel like she was crying but not crying, just because this matter was too ridiculous and too nonsense, but even this still made a statement. How could this not upset her?

Liu Muqing looked at her, but the depression in her heart had decreased a lot. After all, a beautiful woman bowed her head and admitted her mistakes to her, which has already greatly relieved her. Moreover, there is something inconspicuous about her appearance, otherwise she would not have been like this with her own control.

"Do you have something to do? Tell me, maybe I can help you!" This sentence is true. Mo Ziyan has helped him a lot in the imperial capital. If he really needs his help, he will naturally not postpone it.

Mo Ziyan opened her mouth, but closed her mouth again. After a long time of silence, she slowly said: "You have heard of the curse in my family, too!"

"I know a little bit!"

Mo Ziyan suddenly sighed, as if she accepted her fate, and then said: "My Mo family has been passed down for hundreds of generations since its establishment in the Daxia Dynasty, but no direct member can live beyond 200 years old. This is a curse, a crazy curse, and I want my Mo family to cut off their children and grandchildren from now on!"

"In order to break this curse, I, the Mo family, have not known how many people have gone to solve the method of seconds. Even the Tibetans in the royal family have been searched for. The Nascent Soul monks have used a lot, but they have gained nothing. In the end, they have no choice but to put their hopes on the great prophecy!"

"Great prophecy?"

"Yes, this is a magical magic with extremely vast powers. All those who can practice this technique are well-educated and have talents of heaven and earth. Only such people who are in line with the laws of heaven can get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven with this technique. Back then, my Mo family once had great kindness to a person who learned the great prophecy and wanted to use his hand to find a way to break the curse. However, the things that prophecies refer to are too incredible!" Mo Ziyan looked at Liu Muqing and said.

Liu Muqing couldn't help but ask, "What is the prediction this has been obtained? How incredible?"

"The prophecy refers to: In the year of the Four Realms, there was a monk with a white robe. He was happy with Zen. After meeting him, he could help to relieve the power of the curse!" Mo Ziyan said in a voice and then looked up at Liu Muqing, with her bright eyes as if she was telling him something.

When Liu Muqing saw Mo Ziyan's gaze, she was shocked and said in surprise: "You won't doubt me because of... this! This... this is impossible. The prophecy refers to the year of the Four Realms. It's not yet yet. There are more than tens of millions of monks in dual cultivation. How could it be me? Don't think too much, don't think too much!"

Mo Ziyan suddenly sighed, a hint of dimness flashed in her eyes, but Liu Muqing clearly saw a hint of accepting her fate in her eyes. She said, "If it were just like this, how could I lose my composure? The prophecy is not over yet. After that, there is another sentence, this person is the surname of Sanmu!"

"Lu Mu Qing, willow wood belongs to wood, wood belongs to wood, and green naturally belongs to wood. Since the prophecy came out, every time the four realms are in the competition, our family will search for crazily near the imperial capital. There are monks who majored in Happy Zen before, but there has never been one monk with the surname Sanmu, and you are the only one now!"

Liu Muqing instantly became dumbfounded. He looked at Mo Ziyan in shock, but he already had the urge to cry in his heart.

"Why do you want to give me such a name? Does it sound good? Is it good? Miki's surname, this is what that bastard said. I didn't even notice this myself!"

After a long time, Liu Muqing reacted a little, and he stuttered: "Miss Mo, you...you can't really think I...is that person, look...I...I'm only at the level of the elixir-condensing stage, so how can I... have that ability? You absolutely admit your mistake, you have the wrong person!"

Liu Muqing hurriedly denied that the Mo family's curse could not be eliminated even so many powerful people. How could he, a small cultivator in the Condensation Stage, be able to break it? It was like an abyss, and if he jumped down, he would definitely die.

"bump!"

Just as Liu Muqing scratched her ears and cheeks and thought about how to escape, Mo Ziyan actually knelt down. Her face was sad and her voice was slightly trembling, as if she was trying her best to endure something, and said, "I would like to ask Brother Liu to save my Mo family members, so that the descendants of the future generation will also suffer the pain of the heart!"

"Hey, hey, group Mo, don't do this, get up quickly, get up quickly, get up quickly, everything has not been figured out yet, don't make this decision rashly, get up first, let's talk about everything!" A delicate beauty kneeled in front of Liu Muqing. He couldn't bear this kind of blessing and hurriedly wanted to help the other party up. However, at the moment when both parties touched each other, both of them were shocked, and they were as if they were electrocuted. He was so scared that he hurriedly retracted his hand.

Liu Muqing calmed down and then said, "Miss Mo, let's not talk about whether this matter is true or not. Even if it is true, there are still eight years left before the Fourth Domain Competition. How can you be sure that there will be no one like me in the middle? So don't worry about everything. It's better to wait until the Fourth Domain Competition before making a decision. If you are really sure that it's time to go, then... then I... will definitely agree to the Miss!"

With Liu Muqing's promise, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but feel relieved. She stood up slowly, with tears on her face. She nodded gratefully, and then said to Liu Muqing: "This matter will never be fake. In recent years, I have also become suspicious of this matter, so I asked the layman to do it for me again. The results of the income are the same as last time. He also confirmed that this person appeared in this Four Domain Competition."

When Liu Muqing heard this, his heart was full of anger and cursed: Cao, it has something to do with that grandson.
Chapter completed!