Chapter 618: Xiao Yan is a rookie? Doudi goal

Three figures slowly emerged from the black fog. One of them was wearing a black robe. There was nothing special about his face. He looked like an ordinary person.

However, it was such an ordinary figure, but at this moment, it made the vast majority of people present hold their breath, their eyes solemn and fearful.

The Lord of the Soul Palace!

This tyrant figure whose evil reputation frightened the entire Zhongzhou was now floating quietly in the sky, his eyes like a meditation old monk, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Master of the Soul Palace."

Mo Yu and Xiao Yan also narrowed their eyes slightly and looked at the figure. After looking at each other, a solemn look appeared in their eyes.

When Mo Yu was staring at the Soul Palace Master, the latter seemed to have noticed something. He slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Yu and the other two with eyes as calm as a well. After looking them up and down, he said indifferently.

"I didn't expect that a divine bloodline would be born in the Thunder Clan. Besides, the defeated Xiao Clan could actually produce a member with such talent. This is the fault of my Soul Palace."

"Don't blame the Palace Master. This is all due to the incompetence of our subordinates." A figure behind the Palace Master of Soul Palace said respectfully. He raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face. He was naturally the Deputy Palace Master of Soul Palace.

"These two evils will eventually become a big problem for me." The Soul Hall Master ignored the words of the Deputy Hall Master and continued to speak in a calm voice. His voice remained at a constant tone, sounding a little weird and strange.

Hearing this, the deputy hall master opened his mouth, then looked at the figure beside him who had not spoken, and laughed dryly: "No matter how strong those two guys are, they are not stronger than the young clan leader, so there is no need to worry too much."

"Mo Yu, what a long-lost enemy." Under the gaze of the Deputy Palace Master of the Soul Palace, the figure slowly raised his head, and the light shone on his face, revealing a face of about thirty years old.

His face looked a little young, but there was no expression on his face, neither happy nor sad, and the most eye-catching thing was his eyes.

His eyes were black, and an extremely pure black. There was not a trace of white in his eyes. Instead, it was a dark mass like ink. From a distance, it looked as if two black beads were forcibly inserted into his eye sockets. When being stared at by those eyes, a chill arose in his heart.

This person turned his head slightly and looked at Mo Yu from a distance. His voice was soft and cold, with a vague meaning in it.

"Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. I remember that I was defeated by Mo Yu in the Northwest Continent."

"What?" Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Deputy Master of the Soul Palace narrowed slightly. Obviously, he had not expected that the Soul Clan's divine bloodline, the young patriarch Hun Feng, had actually been defeated by Mo Yu.

That’s right, this boy is none other than Hun Feng, who suddenly felt like coming out to practice in the outside world when Mo Yu of the Gama Empire destroyed the Yunlan Sect.

At the beginning, both Hun Feng and Mo Yu were young boys full of youthful vigor. They started fighting as soon as they had a disagreement, but Mo Yu eventually defeated the genius of the Hun clan by relying on his powerful trump card.

This matter has always been suppressed in the deepest part of Hun Feng's heart and has become the shame of his life.

It can be said that Hun Feng's motivation for practicing over the years was to defeat Mo Yu and wash away his own shame. Now that he is facing Mo Yu again, the young patriarch of the Hun clan can hardly hide the fluctuations in his heart.

But then Hun Feng suppressed the urge in his heart, looked at Mo Yu in the distance again with his pure black eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He knew that this was not the right time to fight with Mo Yu. After all, everyone present was waiting for the Pure Lotus Demon Fire to break the seal and come out. Falling out with Mo Yu at this time would only benefit the fisherman.

Mo Yu also noticed Hun Feng at this time, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's him."

Naturally, he recognized Hun Feng at this time. Even though his appearance had changed slightly due to the passage of time, Hun Feng's striking and unique eyes would not change.

"Cousin, this guy is here too..." Xiao Yan looked at the three Soul Palace masters, and finally his gaze lingered on Hun Feng for a while, and said in a deep voice.

"Well, this guy has the divine bloodline of the Soul Clan. He must be the young patriarch of the Soul Clan now. He is indeed a tough guy." Mo Yu nodded slowly, but then chuckled and said, "But you and I are brothers working together, so this Hun Feng is nothing. He is just a defeated general."

"That's right. I guess Hun Feng is still brooding over what happened back then." Thinking of the battle with the Jia Ma Empire, Xiao Yan smiled.

"The Soul Palace Master is a strong enemy, be careful." Zi Yan, who was standing aside, said in a serious tone, with the smile on her face completely gone.

Among the people here, she is the only one who can stop the Soul Palace Master, and she also understands that even if she faces the latter, she will definitely not be his opponent. The best outcome is to be able to retreat alone.

"Haha, brother Mo Yu, brother Xiao Yan, you guys really came to join in the fun here." At this time, a loud laugh suddenly came from not far away, followed by a sound of breaking wind, and several figures appeared beside him as fast as lightning.

Mo Yu and the other man looked in the direction of the sound of the breaking wind. When they saw who it was, they chuckled and said, "It turned out to be Brother Huo Xuan. It's been a long time since we last met. I hope you are well."

There were three figures coming through the wind, the leader was a handsome man in white shirt. That familiar face was none other than Huo Xuan, the man from the Yan clan whom Mo Yu had met in the ancient world. Beside him was still the woman in red with a veil covering her cheek, but this time, there was an old man in purple beside her.

"Brothers Mo Yu and Xiao Yan are indeed extraordinary people. It has only been a few years since we last met, but they have already reached the level of Dou Sheng." Huo Xuan bowed to Mo Yu and Xiao Yan, and then exclaimed in admiration.

“Haha, isn’t brother Huo Xuan already a high-level semi-saint?” Xiao Yan on the side said with a smile.

Huo Xuan was obviously also a warm-hearted person. He had met both Mo Yu and Xiao Yan once before, so there wasn't much of a barrier when they chatted.

However, just as several people were talking, a clear voice like a wind chime suddenly floated into the ears of those present.

"Brother Xiao Yan, cousin Mo Yu, long time no see..."

"Xun'er?"

Hearing that voice that was so familiar to him, Mo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and Xiao Yan's face was suddenly filled with surprise.

Soon, I saw that the space not far away was experiencing a violent fluctuation, and then several figures slowly emerged. The one in the lead, wearing an elegant green dress and with a beautiful face, was Xun'er.

Beside Xun'er, there were also two people following. One of them was Gu Qingyang, a genius in the ancient clan whose talent and bloodline were only slightly weaker than Xun'er's.

The other was an old man wearing a blue robe and with white hair. He always had a warm smile on his face, but underneath that smile there was a fierce look hidden.

The person who was most happy about Xun'er's appearance was Xiao Yan. He strode forward and hugged Xun'er in his arms like a bear hug, with a look of joy and greed on his face.

After seeing these two showing their affection without caring about others, Mo Yu chuckled and shook his head. It seemed that Xiao Yanzi was really too depressed.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's thoughts continued to wander, as if he had thought of something, and then he looked at Xiao Yan with a strange look in his eyes.

At the moment, because of Mo Yu's intervention, Cai Lin did not have any misunderstandings and entanglements with Xiao Yan like in the original novel, and according to Xiao Yan's self-disciplined character and Xun'er's discipline, it is unlikely that he would have any relationship beyond friendship with other girls.

In addition, due to the ancient clan rules, Xun'er has been forbidden to have any private and intimate contact with Xiao Yan. In this case, Xiao Yan, who is already 30 years old and was a father in the original time and space, is still a rookie now?

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he sympathized with Xiao Yan in his heart for three seconds.

It has to be said that although Xun'er is beautiful and noble, and has an extraordinary background, she is simply the dream goddess of all men, but the prerequisites for getting her are also extremely harsh. Let alone the requirement of remaining a virgin, I am afraid that 80% of the boys cannot stick to it.

Therefore, when seeing Xiao Yan and Xun'er hugging each other tightly as if they wanted to rub each other into their bodies, Mo Yu nodded in understanding. After all, they were both at the age of full of vigor and vitality, and it would be a pity for this pair of childhood sweethearts to hold back like this.

Although Mo Yu understood it very well, he still felt that his presence was a spoiler. Seeing this, Gu Qingyang sighed and said helplessly, "I say, you two won't treat others as if they don't exist, right?"

Hearing his words, Xun'er's cheeks flushed slightly, but she quickly calmed down and gently broke free from Xiao Yan's arms. Then she turned her beautiful eyes to Mo Yu and Yao Lao behind Xiao Yan, nodded slightly to the former, and then respectfully performed the junior's salute to the latter.

"This must be Brother Xiao Yan's teacher, Senior Yao Chen, right?"

"Haha, little girl, we have known each other for a long time, but we have never met in person." Yao Lao said with a smile.

"Senior Yao Chen, please don't hold the past in your heart." When talking about the past, Xun'er seemed to think of something and said apologetically.

"Haha, it's just a small matter. I am Xiao Yan's teacher. If I don't even have this kind of broad mind towards my disciple's wife, it would be too unreasonable." Yao Lao stroked his beard and laughed.

Xiao Yan smiled, and then introduced the little medical fairy and Zi Yan who were standing beside Mo Yu.

As Mo Yu's family, at least that's what Xiao Yan thought in his heart. He believed that Xun'er should also know these cousins-in-law.

Xun'er understood what she meant and nodded slightly to Xiao Yixian and the other girls, then she pulled them aside to start a conversation.

After all, Xun'er was no stranger to Zi Yan or Xiao Yixiang and the others. Besides, they were all outstanding women on the continent, so there was no lack of topics for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yu pulled Xiao Yan to a corner and whispered, "Cousin Xiao Yan, I see that you... haven't done that with cousin Xun'er yet."

Although it may sound a bit presumptuous to say this, there are three main bonds between boys: having been classmates, having carried guns together, and having done that together.

Speaking of which, Mo Yu and Xiao Yan have been good friends for decades, so it is not such a taboo to talk about this matter.

Xiao Yan was stunned at first, but soon understood what Mo Yu meant. His originally calm face suddenly turned red, and he stammered, "I, I..."

Seeing this, Mo Yu knew that his guess was correct. He looked at Xiao Yan with sympathy, then patted the latter on the shoulder and sighed, "Alas, the ancient clan has so many rules. But don't worry, cousin Xiao Yan. When you break through to the Dou Di level, I don't believe that the ancient clan will dare to stop your Xun'er."

After hearing Mo Yu's consolation, Xiao Yan did not reply. He looked embarrassed and showed a bitter smile.

Dou Di?

The Dou Emperor has disappeared on the mainland for tens of thousands of years, so how can it be so easy to break through? Moreover, the goal of breaking through to the Dou Emperor is to do that with Xun'er, isn't this too ridiculous?

But speaking of it, Xiao Yan really had a lot of grievances in his heart, he had Xun'er, a unique person in the whole continent, but because of the ancient clan's broken rules, they had to treat each other with respect. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but complain, it was like holding a mountain of gold but not being able to dig it, the feeling of being able to only look at it but not enjoy it was even more torturous.

Especially when he saw his cousin Mo Yu surrounded by beautiful women, even with Xiao Yan's heart of Tao, he couldn't help but break down his defenses sometimes. Fortunately, Xiao Yan was not an ordinary person and had a strong will, otherwise an ordinary man might really give up his relationship with Goddess Xun'er.

While Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were whispering, Xun'er, who was not far away, looked at Mo Yu with a strange smile on his face and Xiao Yan with a sad face, and a hint of doubt appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Even though Xun'er was very smart, it was impossible for her to understand the topics among men.

"Brother Xiao Yan, cousin Mo Yu, this is the ancient Nanhai elder from my ancient clan. This time he came with me to investigate the Pure Lotus Demon Fire."

As a woman with a sixth sense, Xun'er vaguely felt that Mo Yu and Xiao Yan were most likely discussing her, so she walked forward, pointed at the blue-robed old man behind her, and spoke to Mo Yu and Xiao Yan.

"The Ancient Clan is also interested in the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire?" Seeing Xun'er coming, Mo Yu's expression did not change. He immediately ended the conversation with Xiao Yan and looked at the old man in blue robe and said.

“Haha, you must be the divine bloodline that only appears once every thousands of years in the Thunder Clan, my friend Mo Yu.

The reason why my ancient clan came here this time is not because of their interest in the Pure Lotus Demon Fire. I am afraid that there are not many people in the world who can tame it. As long as it does not fall into the hands of the Soul Clan, that would be the best." The blue-robed old man smiled, but did not deliberately take advantage of his age. His tone was as calm as if he was talking to someone of the same generation.

Of course, regardless of Mo Yu's identity and strength, he is indeed worthy of being treated equally by this blue-robed old man.

Hearing what Gu Nanhai said, Mo Yu nodded in agreement. He also had no intention of taming the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire. The reason he came here was to see if he could gain some advantage and to prevent the Soul Clan from obtaining the third-ranked strange fire.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu slowly looked towards the center of the desert. Next, he needed to wait until the Pure Lotus Demon Fire broke through the seal on its own...