The Nine Heavens

Chapter 131

When it was time to eat, King of Hell Chu had finished cooking. He carried food on a large tray and hung a sword on his waist. He walked into the secret passage and asked for a kiss.

Ahem, Mo Qing Wu's kiss at this age wasn't that good, but ... King of Hell Chu did not care.

Inside the secret room, Mo Qing Wu was anxiously waiting. He had to admit that it was cruel to lock such a cute and agile little girl in a secret passage.

Although the secret room was quite bright and brightly lit, it still had not seen the light of day. As for the children ...who among them does not like to be busy?

Inside, Mo Qing Wu was even more in pain. Due to Mo Cheng Yu's injury, he had to circulate his energy every day to heal himself. Normally, King level masters would not be injured, but once they did, it was extremely difficult to heal.

Not to mention Mo Cheng Yu's internal injuries, which almost took his life.

He meditated for a while and waited for his internal energy to gather. Then, he would shake his internal organs and spit out blood clots in his body. Then, he had to heal the wounds caused by that shock.

That's very troublesome.

Only when all the blood clots were gone and all the internal organs returned to normal and the meridians were completely unobstructed could he be considered to have fully recovered.

"Ah, Brother Chu Yang, you are here!" Mo Qingwu's eyes twinkled as he looked at Chu Yang. He practically ran and was about to jump into his arms.

"Ah, wait, wait .. I still have food in my hand." Right now, Chu Yang was furious with the food in his hand.

If not for these things, wouldn't she be able to embrace the soft and fragrant body she craved in her dreams and swirl a few rounds?

After putting down the food, Mo Qing Wu carefully came to him, "Sister Chu Yang, can you stay with me for a while? I'm here alone, very pathetic … "

"OK, okay, okay .." Chu Yang repeatedly agreed. Heart hurts. Even if it's a big deal, I'll put it aside for now. Look at my little Qing Wu.

"Is it time to eat?" Mo Cheng Yu walked out of the secret room from the other side of the room.

Mo Cheng Yu knew. Chu Yang only cared about the insignificant Mo Qing Wu. He doesn't even care about a King Level Master like me .. ". If I come out late, I will starve!

This person never knew how to respect an older person. At this point, Mo Cheng Yu felt suicidal. That's too pathetic!

Even in the Three Heavens, no matter which great clan he went to, with King level cultivation, which clan was disrespectful? Take care of her food and drinks, and even bring something with her when she goes …

But in this small place, he actually fell to the point where he was worried every day, and if he was not careful, he would not have any food to eat! Pass ... This really doesn't make sense!

Mo Cheng Yu discovered that she had changed a lot since she started living here. At least he ate on time. Smelling the smell of food, if he did not hurry, what awaited him was the leftovers. This was considered a good treatment, but if not, he would starve …

Furthermore, a martial artist dared to have him go around ... Eh? A soldier? Mo Cheng Yu could not believe her own eyes. He was shocked himself. When I first came here, this person was just a Martial Soldier. How did he become a Martial Soldier in just two or three days?

How did his cultivation speed become so fast?

"Since you're here, let's eat together." Chu Yang's tone made it seem as if he was helping Mo Cheng Yu a lot.

"Eh, thank you, thank you... Thank you very much..." After saying this, Mo Cheng Yu wanted to slap herself a few times. Motherfucker! Why am I worse than a beggar? Allowed to eat at the same table, why am I so grateful?

Is this still a King level master? Is this still me? If a King Level Expert could do this, he might as well commit suicide …

"Eh, you got any wine?" In order to regain his dignity as a King level master, Mo Cheng Yu put on a serious face and asked in a dignified manner.

"NO." Chu Yang did not even raise his head, "Come, Xiao Wu, try this, try that ..."

"How can I eat without wine?" Mo Cheng Yu glared.

"Eat if you don't want to! Do you think I'll ask you to eat? If you don't want to eat, I'll save you a serving! " Chu Yang did not care whether you were a King level master or not. He's not polite at all. He reached out to take Mo Cheng Yu's rice bowl.

"Don't, don't .. It's okay if you don't have wine. Cough cough .. I'm injured now. I can't drink ... You still think of me ..." Great King Level Expert Mo immediately gave up. He protected the rice bowl with his hands. He had found an excuse for himself, but his tone sounded like it was pleading .. because King of Hell Chu was holding a bowl of rice with two fingers, and was trying to pull it out …

"Will I have a drink?" King of Hell Chu calmly pinched the rice bowl. If he used more power, the rice bowl would break.

"Don't drink, don't drink ... It's delicious." Mo Cheng Yu pitifully hugged the rice bowl and blinked her eyes. Ancestor, do you not know how to give me a face in front of little miss …

"Pfft... Hahaha.." Mo Qing Wu, who was drinking her soup, suddenly looked up. He couldn't help but laugh. He then coughed and rubbed his sick stomach.

The faces of Chu Yang and Mo Cheng Yu were covered in vegetable soup, one after another.

"Sister Chu Yang is truly extraordinary. Uncle Cheng Yu was famous in the clan for his alcoholism. Aunt Cheng Yu often quarreled with him, but she still couldn't stop drinking." Mo Qing Wu said with great admiration, "But when it comes to Brother Chu Yang, Uncle Cheng Yu doesn't drink anymore …"

"Yes, since Uncle Cheng Yu is mature and well-meaning, he doesn't drink anymore. Be well. "Chu Yang softly said," Drinking is not good. When Little Qi was growing up, she also could not drink … "

He remembered that in his previous life, Mo Qing Wu also liked this drink. He often drank to drown his sadness.

"I don't want to drink!" Mo Qing Wu blinked her big eyes, "Bitter and spicy. What good? I like to drink heavenly pear juice …"

"Cough, cough ..." Chu Yang choked and coughed repeatedly.

Heavenly pear juice .. This type of high-grade fruit cannot be found in the Three Lower Heavens, but Mo Qing Wu actually used it to make juice every day …

"My family has a garden of heavenly pears." Mo Qing Wu's words made Chu Yang's cough even worse. Mo Cheng Yu laughed at the side. He feels very relieved. Finally, I saw you humiliate yourself once.

After eating, Mo Cheng Yu wanted to return to cultivating and healing.

"Wait a moment; I still have something to do" Chu Yang said. To give this sword to Mo Qing Wu, he needed someone to watch over him. Mo Cheng Yu was the perfect candidate. If no one knew and Mo Qing Wu was allowed to play it, it would be gone once she took it out.

"What's that?" Mo Cheng Yu turned around.

"I found a gift for Xiao Wu, and I want you to be a witness." Chu Yang looked at him and slowly said.

"What gift?" Mo Cheng Yu wanted to say, "What kind of gift needs a witness?" But when he saw Chu Yang's serious face, he knew that this gift was no small matter.

If it was an ordinary gift, Chu Yang would have already pushed her aside to make the little miss happy.

This gift seems to be very important. At the very least, he needed to watch over her. Moreover, it would be best if he could report it to the clan leader. Mo Cheng Yu was a King level master; how could he be such a fool? He understood as soon as he thought about it.

He turned around and carefully sat down in his chair. This attitude was a sign of respect for Chu Yang.

"Sister Chu Yang, what gift?" Mo Qing Wu tilted her head and looked at Chu Yang from left to right, "Xiao Wu likes to celebrate birthdays. Every time I have a birthday, I get a lot of presents."

Chu Yang laughed and cleaned the table. Then, he took the Dreaming Saber Qing Wu from his waist and solemnly placed it on the table.

"This sword is so ugly." Mo Qing Wu wrinkled her nose and looked at her broken scabbard. She doesn't like it.

But Mo Cheng Yu knew what it was. Seeing that the scabbard was so rusty, he knew that it was a rare antique. He couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

"I don't know. When I was in Beyond the Heavens Sect, one day, the mountain collapsed and I accidentally discovered this." Chu Yang said seriously, "That is a peerless treasure sword."

"Oh? An unparalleled treasure sword? " Mo Cheng Yu was a little scared. With Chu Yang's personality, for him to say such a thing, could this sword be something extraordinary?

Chu Yang reached out his hand and grabbed the handle of the sword. The next moment, with a 'shua' sound, the sword left its scabbard.

Suddenly, the entire secret room was filled with dreamy red lights.

In Chu Yang's hands, the sword seemed to have a soul. It sparkles. In this blurry red light like a dream, there was even a speck of twinkling starlight. This made the sword look like an immortal weapon. It was shrouded in clouds and fog.

After the light shone for a while, the body of the sword could be clearly seen.

The curve is soft and beautiful. Wherever the sword was, it was precise. Even if an expert craftsman saw it, he would not be able to find any fault in the thing.

Sword lady! But it was the kind of sword that would be used by every heroine in Jiang Hu.

The beauty of this sword was indescribable and difficult to describe.

No matter who it was, when they saw this sword for the first time, they would be conquered by this sword.

"Hiss.." Mo Cheng Yu inhaled a breath of cold air.

Seeing Chu Yang so seriously, he knew that this sword was unusual. But he had not expected it to be a peerless treasure sword.

"Wow! What a beautiful sword! " Mo Qing Wu applauded. His eyes are full of love. When he saw this sword, he was completely attracted to it.

"I'll peel the apple for you." Chu Yang smiled at Mo Qing Wu and took out a round iron ball from his chest. Then, he placed a red sword on it and slowly twisted it.

"Don't break this sword... Uh?!" Mo Cheng Yu only said one sentence, but she was completely stunned. The thin iron rings and rings, shining with a unique iron light, slowly peeled off the iron ball. It's like peeling an apple.

Cutting iron like mud!