On an autumn night, there is no moon, but the cold wind blows the leaves that have not fallen on the treetops rustle.

"Young Master Chen, do you really stop looking at A Xiang and Lian'er?" Outside the Green Willow Village, Liu Mubai's voice was also a bit sad and heavy.

"No." Chen Mo waved his hand and then clasped his fists: "Brother Liu is invited back, and Chen Mo is not going back all the time. In the future, when Chen Mo's work is over, he will always come to visit his younger sister and Brother Liu."

"I will give you a thousand miles away. Then I'll look forward to seeing you for a day." Liu Mubai said solemnly. He has lived for more than 60 years, so how can he not see the deep sorrow and concern in Chen Mo's eyes? But he respects Chen Mo's choice of farewell method.

Chen Mo nodded, turned his head over, looked deeply at the Green Willow Villa in the night, and then turned around and galloped towards the Kongsang Immortal Gate.

He didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that once he turned around, he would never be able to leave his two sisters behind, for fear that he would take them to the mountain gate in an impulse...

Because he knew that he would meet again this time, I wonder how many years would it take? Can we even meet again?

He is bound to win the Lingzhi Boy Competition, and after that, he will go to the central realm. The journey of the central realm is long and it will take nearly a year to go back and forth, not to mention that he will stay in the central realm for at least two years. Only when the weak period of the central realm's shield is about to end, will each force come to pick up his disciples.

Before this, there was no large formation prepared by various forces, and no cultivators in the Golden Elixir Stage to press the formation, the disciples in the Qi Refining Stage would not want to leave.

What's more, Chen Mo also knew a cruel fact that the central world was not a paradise, but a cruel purgatory. It was just three or four out of ten.

Therefore, before returning from the central world, Chen Mo will not see his two sisters again. Therefore, this parting...

Chen Mo didn't want to think anymore, but took a skin bag from his waist and drank two mouthfuls of the strong wine in the skin bag, hoping to extinguish the sadness and concern in his heart.

He arrived in a few hours after nearly three hundred miles of horses. On the afternoon of the next day, Yunfeng Market was approaching, but the red-feathered blood horse was so tired that he was spraying white breath.

After stepping onto Yunfeng Market and returning the horse, Chen Mo kept returning to the Immortal Sect for a while. Tomorrow is the deadline for March, and he still needs to rush back as soon as possible.

Walking all the way until the sun sets, Kongsang Xianshan finally came into view.

Looking at the mountain gate, Chen Mo suddenly felt a little relieved. He lived here for nearly two years.

Here he gradually became stronger, and here he was also a master and senior brother, but he no longer had the happy boy who was determined to return home.

All he returned was Chen Mo who was full of hatred and shouldered heavy responsibilities.

When Chen Mo thought of the destruction of the village and the killing of all the fellow villagers, he felt ache. Along the way, he tried not to think about this matter, for fear that his depressed mood would affect his two sisters. However, after returning to the sect, he had to face this matter and he had to make up all the messy clues, so as not to start with revenge in the future.

Muyancun’s mistake is that he is too weak, but he has a shocking secret! And what about himself? At this moment, Chen Mo’s desire for power is unprecedentedly strong. His face was abnormally flushed, and his fists were pinching tightly...

However, at this moment, a cold "junior brother" interrupted Chen Mo's thoughts.

Hearing this sound, Chen Mo almost couldn't control his nose sore. When he turned his head, he saw that a senior brother Ye Piaoling, holding a sword, floated down from a huge rock in front of the mountain gate.

"Senior Brother." Chen Mo endured the bitterness in his heart and forced himself to calmly call Ye Piaoling.

It feels like a younger brother who has been bullied outside, meeting his elder brother who can protect himself.

But from now on, will it really be like this? Let the master and senior brother protect themselves?

Chen Mo has denied it! The matter in Muyan Village is definitely not simple. He is unwilling to drag down his master and senior brother. For the sake of the present, he can only be strong.

"You are not happy." Ye Piaoling walked to Chen Mo, looked at Chen Mo calmly, and said only this, not a question but a certainty.

After hearing these words, Chen Mo's mood, which had been calmer, hurt a little harder. He lowered his head and inhaled, and did not speak.

He knew that in this mountain gate, there were still people who care whether they were happy or sad?

Chen Mo didn't say anything, and Ye Piaoling didn't ask.

The two brothers stood side by side in front of the mountain gate, allowing the visitors to occasionally cast strange gazes, and remained motionless.

Until the sunset disappears and the night is approaching.

Ye Piaoling said, "The return date is approaching, and you have not heard from me for a long time. Master sent me to wait for you here for five days."

Chen Mo said "yes", turned around and walked to a secluded place next to the mountain gate, and suddenly sat down, with a depressing sob sound in his throat. He endured it for a long time, but he couldn't help it.

Ye Piaoling also sat down beside Chen Mo, but just patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and stopped talking.

Chen Mo didn't explain even more, just crying and roaring in pain. He endured it for more than a month and was strong for more than a month. The sadness and hatred in his heart were a little tired.

It took half an hour to stop Chen Mo's tears. When he wiped away the last tear, he didn't know if he would cry so presumptuously after he was sixteen years old. What else could he be even more sad?

"Senior brother, I'm tired, let's go." Chen Mo stood up, his voice a little hoarse.

"Then let's go." Ye Piaoling nodded, followed Chen Mo silently, and saw him off all the way.

It was not until he walked to the valley where Chen Mo lived that Chen Mo stopped and said to Ye Piaoling: "Senior Brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to provide you with any cultivation resources in the future."

Along the way, Chen Mo almost sold out his wealth, including Na Xiwu and Qiongguo, which were sold in batches of one kilogram of this market and two kilograms of this market. He could not shorten the cultivation resources of his two sisters.

Now it seems that the resources left for the sister are enough. Their spiritual roots are not pure spiritual roots, but the Taoist qualities are barely considered to be of the same level. Chen Mo is not worried about anything.

But now he has almost nothing, and he has to accumulate again by relying on mysterious space. Chen Mo's unprecedented desire for power. He wants to become stronger and he needs to practice faster than before. He needs a lot of resources. He wants to save some resources for his sisters before going to the central world...

In this way, he really only has to treat his senior brother unfairly.

Ye Piaoling smiled when he heard this, looked at Chen Mo and said, "I practiced quickly before you appeared. After you appeared, I practiced the same."

"I accept your spirit-gathering pills because you are happy. You won't feel like you owe me."

"From now on, even if you don't have your spirit-gathering pill."

"I will still be strong. You, too."

Ye Piaoling, who was a little singular, said four words in a row, and Chen Mo had no choice but to say that, and for the first time he patted Ye Piaoling on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!