Chapter 3658: Come to an end

Chapter 3659-Ending

After a while, Xuelan's disciple Ji Mo was taken to the palace.

Ji Mo saw Zhuo Qing at a glance. The eyes that were originally dim and black suddenly added a gleam of brilliance, "Zhuo Qing!"

"Master." Zhuo Qing stood beside Zhuo Bufan, just looking at the master with a smile on his face.

Ji Mo also had many scars on her body, and she had obviously suffered some pain in the prison, and her expression and spirit were very tired.

Ji Mo's heart was as gray as death, and he had already put life and death out of his life, so when facing the Demon Emperor and a few saints, he could still maintain a calm state of mind.

"Your name is Ji Mo, you are Xuelan's disciple?" The Yaodao ancestor looked at Ji Mo, as if he had seen his former disciple again, and there was an unruly taste between the two eyebrows.

Ji Mo turned his head to look at the ancestor of the Yaodao, and nodded gently, "Yeah."

"Xuelan is my disciple. I didn't expect that she would still be brooding about what happened back then. How would she accept you as a disciple?" Yaodao ancestor asked.

Ji Mo hesitated and said slowly: "I am a member of the Green Snake clan, but not long after I was born, my clan suffered disasters, and my parents and clan members died. Only I was lucky to survive. Later I met Master. , Teach me the swordsmanship, teach me to practice."

"However, Master is very strict with me and wants me to kill the God Sword King and avenge her." Ji Mo glanced at the God Sword King.

With her strength, she is definitely not the opponent of the Divine Sword King, and Xuelan forced her to make a heavy oath. If she can't kill the Divine Sword King, she will be cursed and will die soon.

The ancestor of the Demon Blade sighed, "Xuelan, I still hate me after all."

"Give me what's on you." Zhuo Bufan said, looking at Ji Mo suddenly.

In fact, other people have also sensed that Ji Mo has a strong breath of resentment, which should be emitted from some kind of treasure.

"Master, this is my father." Zhuo Qing said.

Ji Mo took a serious look at Zhuo Bufan, and took out a piece of white jade pendant from her arms. The jade pendant was carved with a flower and moon relief, which was exquisitely beautiful, but there was still a hint of black mist on the jade pendant, full of resentment.

"This is the jade pendant the master left me." Ji Mo said.

"What a heavy resentment, this resentment has already entered your body. If you can't get rid of it, you will die soon if you fail to complete the master's last words." Zhuo Bufan squeezed the jade pendant and frowned deeply.

That Xuelan Supreme was really cruel, forcing the disciple to avenge him, and if he couldn't avenge him, he would let the disciple die together.

"Father, will the master die?" Zhuo Qing also became nervous, his palms clenched into fists.

Zhuo Bufan nodded. Ji Mo made the oath himself. If he didn't complete the oath, sooner or later the Dao heart would collapse, go crazy and become a demon, and then die, even he couldn't help.

"Father, I don't want to master you, dad, can you help the master?" Zhuo Qing looked at Zhuo Bufan and pleaded.

Zhuo Bufan was slightly taken aback.

With his two sons, Yun'er has a lively and free-spirited personality, and Zhuo Qing has a calmer personality. He has never asked for anything since he was a child, and never expected to beg for Ji Mo.

Zhuo Bufan sighed, he made the vow by himself, and there is nothing he can do to help Ji Mo.

"The Supreme Shadow Killer, show me the jade pendant." The ancestor of the demon sword suddenly said.

"Yeah." Zhuo Bufan handed the jade pendant to the ancestor of the demon sword.

The ancestor of the demon sword took the jade pendant and rubbed his fingers lightly, "I gave this jade pendant to Xuelan back then, but she kept it forever. Xuelan is the most talented of all my disciples. I once wanted to pass on the mantle to Xuelan. Her...it's a pity..."

"Xuelan, I'm sorry, if you give the master another chance, the master will not drive you to a dead end." The ancestor of the Yaodao sighed Shen Shen, his eyes were a little sad, he apologized sincerely, and felt regretful.

At this moment, the black resentment wrapped around the jade pendant suddenly faded slowly and disappeared.

Zhuo Qing's eyes lit up, "The grievance on the jade pendant has disappeared, and the master will not die."

"Well, the active message of grievance shows that Xuelan has let go of the grievances he once had. Although Ji Mo has made an oath, even if he does not kill the King of Swordsman, he will not suffer backlash." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

"Master, great, you don't have to die." Zhuo Qing stared at Ji Mo with red eyes.

On Ji Mo's cold face, she also showed a smile.

"Since Xuelan gave you this, you can keep it." The ancestor of the demon sword returned the jade pendant to Ji Mo again.

After the matter was processed, Zhuo Bufan did not have any nostalgia. He took Zhuo Qing and Ji Mo and left the Heavenly Demon Palace. Even if he didn’t give Qi Yu face, he still had to give Dihao face. The "Huang Yuan Jing" he practiced was also taught by Di Hao. For yourself.

Otherwise, the King of Swordsman will never survive.

"Master, it's all my fault. I'm embarrassing your old man." The Divine Sword King bowed his head and said to the Demon Sword Ancestor.

The ancestor of the Demon Blade waved his hand and said, "I didn't expect the Shadow Killer to be so strong."

"Demon Blade, did you swallow that tone?" the yellow robe saint asked.

The ancestor of the Demon Blade snorted softly, "What can I do if I don’t swallow it, I can feel that the Shadow Killer Supreme hasn’t used any real means yet. It is probably to give the Demon King face. If I continue to fight, I’m afraid I’ll have my life. ."

Hearing the words of the ancestor of the demon sword, the saint in yellow robe and the king of divine sword were shocked.

You know, the saints of all the great holy places have mastered a complete road, and there is a tussle between each other. It is very difficult to defeat one of them, let alone beheaded.

But Zhuo Bufan could actually make the ancestor of Demon Blade feel life-threatening, one can imagine how unpredictable the strength of this guy is.

The yellow-robed saint was silent, and this Heaven-loss Demon Palace was settled.

Zhuo Bufan took Zhuo Qing and Ji Mo back to Yunhu Island. When Ye Ziqin saw Zhuo Qing come back safely, his eyes reddened, "It grows taller, and becomes stronger, taller than his mother."

"Mother." Zhuo Qing has red eyes, and counting, he hasn't seen his mother for decades.

"Mother, this is my master." Zhuo Qing returned and glanced at Ji Mo.

Ji Mo's personality is dull and introverted, suffering from a small family. Although Xuelan was accepted as a disciple, Xuelan was full of grievances throughout her life. She only wanted to train Ji Mo to help herself avenge. There was no trace of care between the teacher and the apprentice, so she became her now This kind of alienation from others.

Ji Mo's cheeks flushed slightly, watching Ye Ziqin nodded.

She thinks Ye Ziqin is very beautiful, and she has an elegant and gentle temperament, which inexplicably makes people feel trust and comfortable.

"It seems that your master doesn't like to talk very much. I will arrange for someone to take your master to live in the small courtyard." Ye Ziqin called a maid in the mansion and ordered a few words.

The maid took Ji Mo towards a other courtyard, and Zhuo Qing also followed. The two had just escaped from the dead, and they probably had a lot to say.

"Brother Fan, look at Qing'er's master, it seems a bit weird."

The couple walked to a pavilion. After sitting down, Ye Ziqin couldn't help but said that it was about her son and she must be careful.