If it were Sun Xiangyi, he might have been seriously injured and fled. There were soldiers chasing him, making it difficult for him to attend the meeting as scheduled, so the two of him could not wait.

Later, Sun Xiangyi was in the dark and followed him up the mountain. He was afraid that he would follow blindly and get into trouble without knowing the situation, so he had to choose this situation to inform him.

Or perhaps, Sun Xiangyi was captured first and later escaped on his own. He saw himself halfway and was out of sight, so he took this strategy.

There is another possibility that the person who put in the letter was not Sun Xiangyi, but someone related to him. During the previous days of Jue Magu, Sun Xiangyi went out every day and his whereabouts were mysterious. Maybe he made secret arrangements for today.

For a time, Mo Yu had a lot of thoughts, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time, so he fell into a confused dilemma. Then there was a turning point. It is actually said that when a car reaches the mountain, there is a road, and when a boat reaches the bridge, it will straighten out.

No matter whether it is good or bad, only when there is a turning point can you have the goal of continuing to act. Don't think too much, just go to sleep, and wait until you have enough energy to wade into this muddy water again.

The next day, just after dawn, footsteps rustled outside. I opened the door and saw that the streets outside were full of people rushing down the mountain. The younger generation climbed the Demon-Conquering Ladder, carved the Demon-Conquering Monument, and entered the main sect. , it is normal to return home like an arrow.

Mo Yu didn't feel sleepy at all. He simply cleaned it, restored the room to its original state, closed the door, and went to find Gu Changqing and others.

By chance, he happened to meet the two of them. Li He yawned and waved from a distance.

Mo Yu paused and quickly walked over to say hello. The three of them exchanged a few words and walked towards Gu Changqing's residence together.

Since Gu Changqing had not registered, he could only live in a temporary restaurant with a daily accommodation fee, and the conditions were much better than those of the three of them.

This was not my first time going to the restaurant. I was familiar with the road and arrived quickly.

When the three of them arrived, Gu Changqing had already ordered the waiter to prepare food, and he also set off, planning to call Mo Yu and the others.

The four of them met outside the restaurant, looked at each other, smiled, and invited them inside.

Not long after entering the private room, the waiter brought out the food, including chicken, duck, fish, fruits and vegetables, and four jars of the best Baihua stuffed rice.

Looking at the table full of delicacies, Mo Yu and the others were puzzled. Li He scratched his head and asked, "Brother Gu, even though we are going down the mountain today, the breakfast won't be so rich, right?"

"That's right," Po Lang looked puzzled and looked at Gu Changqing, vaguely guessing: "Brother Gu, does he have something to hide?"

When Mo Yu also looked at Gu Changqing, Gu Changqing put his right hand on his forehead and took out a letter from his arms, put it on the table and explained: "I have an old friend who asked me to come over yesterday. He said he had something important to do with me. Shang, I was speaking in a hurry, so..."

The implication is that the previous agreement can only be broken.

No one among Mo Yu and the others opened the letter. They all believed in Gu Changqing's words and there was no need to bother.

Mo Yu looked melancholy and asked, "When will Brother Gu leave?"

Gu Changqing sighed after hearing this, raised his hand to seal the four jars of wine one by one, and handed them to each of them. Then he sat down, waved his hand and said, "I will go down the mountain with you, and I will go our separate ways."

"So urgent?" Li He opened his mouth in shock, mostly with regret.

Gu Changqing nodded and put the letter in his arms: "My friend usually doesn't take the initiative to come to me. This time I'm making an exception. I'm afraid I might encounter something unusual, so I'd better go there early."

In this way, the three of them also understood deeply. The children of Jianghu are not so pretentious. Po Lang directly picked up the wine jar: "Since Brother Gu has something to do, this table can be regarded as a farewell party. If we are destined in the future, the four of us will be drunk for three more days." !”

Li He stood up and lifted the wine jar too hard, spilling a lot of wine. He said in a loud voice without caring, "Po Lang is right, the three of us wouldn't have enjoyed our drink without you here. Today's meal is...

It’s considered a break-up meal.”

Seeing that the expressions on the three people's faces were strange, Li He quickly changed his words: "Oh, no, it's just a farewell meal."

Mo Yu and the others smiled, the atmosphere changed drastically due to this fighting mania.

Mo Yu stood up last. He was the first to know Gu Changqing. He had seen him when he was down and out, and he had the deepest feelings. He didn't say much, except for one sentence: "Brother Gu, it's a long way to go, so do whatever you want!"

As soon as the words were finished, the four people raised the altars and bumped into each other. They each raised their necks and drank a few gulps of strong wine. It was a unique experience to drink strong wine on an empty stomach.

I didn't dare to drink more, so I put down the wine jar and picked up my chopsticks, opened my belly, and ate generously. During the meal, I talked loudly, shared interesting stories about our past, and laughed constantly.

However, there is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end. Eat and drink in moderation, and it will eventually come to an end.

After eating and drinking enough, the four of them were covered in morning glow, their figures gradually lengthened, and disappeared into Fumo Mountain...

The atmosphere in Moluo Town today is different from the past. People are everywhere in the streets and alleys, and various forces are mixed together. People gather in restaurants, on rooftops, at the entrance of the town... everyone is looking forward to it and feeling anxious.

As we all know, today is the end of the conference. Although it is only a few days, the days of those who are left behind are like years. Thousands of people rushed to the Demon-Conquering Ladder, but only a few hundred people came back.

Each of these hundreds of people hopes to be the person they expect.

Those who leave are all young talents, and those who return are all full of glory. Some are happy and some are sad. Today is destined to no longer be peaceful.

Time passed bit by bit, and no one in Mo Luo Town was impatient, occupying the best position, trying to get the first look at the returning person.

At four o'clock in the morning, the sun was heading west, and a cold wind suddenly started. Looking from the entrance of the town, black spots appeared vaguely in the distance.

"Back!"

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and suddenly the crowd became loud. People in the town flew past, and they all headed towards the entrance of the town. Those who were calm, or those who were sure of their juniors, sat calmly in teahouses and restaurants in the town, waiting for good news.

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At this moment, in a guest room at the corner of the second floor of an inn on West Street, Mo Qijing was sitting on a stool, wiping the snake in his hands, his face was calm, and his body was a little colder.

He did not go out with everyone to watch, but chose to wait at the inn. His eldest brother set out from here a few days ago and should return from here in a few days.

There was a lot of noise outside, and through the window, some were laughing with joy, some were roaring with sorrow, and some were sighing... The emotions were different. The identity of the person who came back was determined, whether it was time to celebrate or be in pain, and it exploded in an instant.

The sun was fading, and the night was beginning to close. The streets were brightly lit outside, and the first floor was filled with the sounds of eating, drinking, and celebrating. They were having a great time making fists and eating wine, but the door to this room was never opened.

At one watch, the house was pitch dark, with a blurry black figure sitting on a stool in a daze, the dagger in his hand shimmering with cold light.

"Squeak~"

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, breaking the silence, and a figure stepped in, followed by words: "Why don't you hold the lamp?"

A familiar voice sounded, and Mo Qixin Lake was filled with waves. Unable to conceal his excitement, he put away his dagger, lit the lamp in a panic, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Brother, you are back."

The lights illuminated the room. Mo Yu closed the door and looked at Mo Qi under the lights. It felt like a world away. In just a few days, life and death were unpredictable. In melancholy, he walked over and touched Mo Qi's forehead: "Well, grow taller.

A lot."

Mo Qi tried his best to calm down and said with a smile: "Brother is just joking."

A few simple dialogues and a warm atmosphere.

When they came down from Fumo Mountain, they were supposed to return with everyone, but Li He suddenly got up and pulled Mo Yu to try again. He had no choice but to give in and wait for several hours.

There was no win or loss, it was a fight, everyone was fighting for their feelings, and they parted ways after exchanging ideas. Li He deliberately withdrew his strength, and the two of them fought very heartily, and their depression was gone.

It was already dark, but there was still a lot of excitement downstairs. In addition, Mo Qi had not had any water or rice for a day, so he asked the waiter to set up a table to catch the wind and wash away the dust.

In the eating and drinking room, Mo Qiu asked about the Summit Demon Meeting. Mo Yu didn't want to talk too bloody, so he picked some light things to talk about, and told the stories about Li He, Po Lang, and Gu Changqing one by one.

On the Demon-Conquering Staircase, under the Demon-Conquering Monument, and at the Demon Summit Meeting, there are no omissions.

As Mo Yu narrated, Mo Qi sighed one after another. He had a good impression of Gu Changqing and the three of them. He admired them greatly. He was shocked by the brutal fight on the Demon-Conquering Staircase. He was also envious and regretful about the name inscribed on the Demon-Conquering Tablet.

As for the Summit Demon Meeting, because Mo Yu focused on the matter of the pair of senior brothers, Mo Qi Lian was filled with emotion, lamenting the impermanence of things in the world and the various changes in life.

As for Mo Luo Town, the past few days have been uneventful, nothing major happened, and no one from the Blood Refining Sect has appeared. Mo Qi lives in peace and practice in his room every day.

After eating and drinking, it was already midnight outside, and he was feeling sleepy. Mo Yu ordered Mo Qi to rest on the bed, while he moved a chair and slept cross-legged.

On the fifth watch day, the watchman played the last night gong, the noise outside disappeared, the night wind howled, and there was a rustling sound outside the window.

Mo Yu had been in a light sleep, and when he heard the sound, he immediately opened his eyes.

Sure enough, just like last night, a hidden dart shot through the window paper and hit the wooden pillar on the side of the bed with strong wind from outside, passing by Mo Yu's ear and temples.

One jumped up and landed in front of the window. He opened the window and looked outside. It was completely silent and there was no one around.

"Brother?" Mo Qi woke up from his bed, stood up, pulled out the dagger from the pillar, and walked towards the window: "Who is he, the Blood Refining Sect?"

Mo Yu took the dagger, took off the note, turned off the window and turned on the light. Under the bright light, there were a few words written on the note: "I'll see you in the bamboo forest in Zhenbei in three days!"

After reading the words clearly, Mo Yu looked solemn. He placed the note in the candlelight and burned it to ashes. He raised his head and told Mo Qi about the note, and at the same time, he also expressed his guess.

After Mo Qi listened, his thoughts were not as comprehensive as Mo Yu's. His opinions were all taken into consideration by Mo Yu. The two discussed it and planned to discuss it tomorrow.

The winter nights are long and the days are short. After a full two hours, there is daylight outside, chickens crow and dogs bark, street businesses open, and people from various sects and sects leave early one after another.

Mo Yu looked out the window towards the street, planning what to do today.

According to the meaning of the note, you only need to wait for two days. Three days later, at midnight, wait in the bamboo forest outside the north gate of Moluo Town, and the person behind the scenes will show up to meet you.

But others are in the dark, and we are in the open. We don’t know the identity of the other party, and we don’t know the other party’s purpose. We are so controlled by others, and it is easy to find ourselves at a disadvantage. Therefore, we should make as many preparations as possible during these two days to be just in case.
Chapter completed!