Chapter 667

"You are all scattered! Younger martial sister Xueyan, come with me! " Ink heart sleeves a swing, bright fog Yan has appeared in his side, foot on the crane.

Everyone's eyes envied watching the elder martial brother and Xueyan leave, full of incomprehension and envy.

Ning Yin couldn't figure it out, but she thought, maybe it's this thing that startled the elder martial brother. He just came here, so she didn't dare to stay and do her own business. Before she left, she glared at the river angrily.

Well, no one's looking for any good! It is the achievement of the snow Yan.

Mingwuyan is not as comfortable as you can see. She is stepping on the crane, looking at her elder martial brother Mo Xin.

After a moment's silence, she said curiously, "have I seen you anywhere?"

Mo Xin took a look at her and said calmly: "it seems that you don't forget it."

The bright fog Yan a Leng, carefully looked at him for a while, "I really saw you?"

Mo Xin smiles a little, but doesn't answer her question.

"I don't have much time in fanyin gate. You can find Fanhe if you have something. Of course, it's better to overcome it by yourself. It doesn't matter whether the assessment is qualified or not, just whether you want to hurt yourself or not. "

Ink heart rare gentle to her exhort way.

Bright fog Yan nods, in fact snow easy cold also so exhort her.

"As for the Sanskrit assassins that can be heard everywhere in the Sanskrit gate, when you were still a freshman, don't walk around in the Sanskrit gate, because it is in the place where there is a prohibition."

"Oh, good!" Ming Wuyan listens to Mo Xin's advice. She thinks that this person is still concerned about herself, and knows that he can hear the voice of Sanskrit assassinate, so he must not be an ordinary person.

The only one who knows that she can hear the sound of Sanskrit assassinate is xueyihan, besides Fanhe elder martial brother. So, is this elder martial brother moxin a friend of xueyihan?

Thinking of this, she immediately took out the immortal book and asked.

Mo Xin took a look at her and said with a smile, "I'm asking the boss who am I?"

When Mingwu Yan hears the word "boss", he is xueyihan's subordinate?

In the wild bright moon, only blue soul and Green Ze, their group of people will call snow easy cold.

"You..." Ming Wu Yan's words haven't finished, see snow easy cold reply oneself.

"Mo Xin has participated in our wedding ceremony, but he has a special identity and didn't formally introduce you to him. I asked him to go just now. You can find him if you have something. Don't run around at the fanyin gate. I'll be worried. "

After seeing it, Ming Wu Yan looks at the calm elder martial brother Mo Xin in surprise.

It turned out that she and Xue Yihan met him when they held the wedding ceremony. No wonder she felt familiar.

Moreover, she remembers that a group of people appeared at that time. Because of the large number of people, they came and went in a hurry. Xue Yihan didn't introduce them one by one.

"Where are we going now?" After knowing the identity of Mo Xin, Ming Wu Yan looks at him curiously.

She really didn't expect that the elder martial brother of the fanyin sect would be Xue Yihan.

Mo Xin sat down on the crane, raised his hand, and a circle of ink light surrounded the crane, forming a top secret space.

After that, he said, "I'm teaching you the secret sound technique. I can't teach you anything else except this. What I've learned is not suitable for you. In the future, you still have to start from scratch in fanyin gate, just like ordinary freshmen. It's a good choice to follow Fanhe river. "

"Well. What is the secret sound technique? " Ming Wu's face became more and more beautiful.

"Mi Yin Shu is also Sanskrit Yin Mi Shu, because after improvement, it is only suitable for our people to deliver messages, and you may use it in Sanskrit."

"Well, I'll study hard." Ming Wu Yan settled down and began to learn the secret sound technique with Mo Xin.

On the other hand, in the Fantian gate, Prince Tianfan heard what happened in the fanyin gate. He hesitated to ask the messenger.

"The ink heart of fanyin gate appears? Is it really Mo Xin "

" yes, it is. He just returned to the fanyin gate, and when he saw the gambling game between Fanhe and ningyin, he stopped it and took the one named Xueyan away. "

The prince said thoughtfully, "how did he come back to the fanyin gate? This is a man who can't see the end but the head. How can he have time to bring a new man

"Yes, let Fanhe take the younger martial sister with him when he is away."

"I see. Go down!"

"Yes."

At this time, Fu Rou, who was not far away, approached the prince of Tianfan and said, "elder martial brother Tianfan, why do you pay so much attention to the one named Xueyan?"

In the past, elder martial brother cared about yuetianling, but this time, how did she feel that what elder martial brother really cared about was Xueyan who lived with yuetianling?

"Fu Rou, don't always care about me in the future!" With that, he turned and left.

Not long after he went out, he saw that the leader of the Fanlian sect appeared in front of him and was waving to him. Prince Tianfan was slightly surprised, but he still walked over.

"Tianfan boy, I have something to ask you!" The head of the Fanlian sect said it directly.Prince Tianfan had guessed the reason, but he pretended not to understand and asked, "what's the matter with master Lian?"

"Tell me about that girl. She is the girl who went back to the Brahman with you and tried the Brahman, Brahman and Brahman. Who is she? "

Prince Tianfan shook his head blandly, "I don't know. I think you should ask Fanhe. They and I met in the fairy land. We went back to Fanmen together."

The leader of the burning and refining sect said thoughtfully: "don't you really know? I sent someone to see her. She said that she lived with your younger martial sister Yue Tianling. I thought you were familiar. "

The little girl's jade Medal of the fanyin sect is what the old stubborn man of the fanyin sect asked the leader of the fanyin sect. Besides her talent, he thought that the little girl must have a special identity.

"Does the headmaster want her to practice Buddhism at the same time?" Prince Tianfan said with a smile.

Master lian ai is famous. Therefore, it is conceivable that he would not let go of his gifted disciples.

The leader of the Fanlian sect didn't deny it and nodded, "that little girl is very talented. It seems that she is more suitable for practicing the Fanlian sect."

He saw from the Vatican mirror that the little girl fainted when she walked in the Vatican scale except for her jade plate. It seems that she is not suitable for practicing the Vatican, but more suitable for the Vatican practice.

If her identity and background are not too complicated, he can go directly to the important person of fanyin sect, abandon fanyin and reform Fanlian. After all, this is a rare talent, and he doesn't want to give up.

Prince Tianfan saw master Lian's mind and said in a low voice: "she is a closed disciple of Tong Lao. I think Tong Lao must have tested Xiangsheng stone or Keling stone for her. She chose Sanskrit, which naturally has her reason. Apart from that, I think she should be able to practice eight courses together. "

"What?" The head of the Fanlian sect was surprised.

Are you qualified enough to study eight courses? What's the concept? There is no one who practices eight sects in the whole Sanskrit sect.

Prince Tianfan said with a smile, "I'm just making an analogy. She certainly can't practice eight schools together."

Although she didn't understand why the king of man would let that girl come to Fanmen, he was sure that the king of man would never let her practice hard in Fanmen. How tired it was!

There's a reason why he's so sure of this. That little girl has been practicing in Yutian college and graduated from Yutian college perfectly. Then, even in Fanmen, five of them must be qualified to learn. The other three, the Vatican, he has seen that she can learn if she can go up to the third level. She's already in fanyin, but she's not Jimen, it's not impossible to go

"Well, since I'm a closed disciple of elder martial brother Tong, I can't rush to rob people. However, I like this little girl very much. When you ask your younger martial sister to take her to my place, I'll ask if she is interested in joining the Fanlian gate Master Lian chose a circuitous tactic.

"Good!" Prince Tianfan agreed.

At this time, Ming Wuyan has learned the secret sound technique with Mo Xin, and Mo Xin is also surprised by her talent.

When it was dark, Mo Xin sent her back to the new place of fanyinmen. When she left, he told her, "I'm leaving fanyinmen tonight. If you have something to do, you can find Fanhe. If you can't solve it, you can use miyin. I'll come back."

"Well, I see." Ming Wu Yan waved to Mo Xin and said goodbye to him.

Although Mo Xin spoke gently to himself, she could see that he was actually a cold man. If it wasn't for Xue Yihan's command, he would not have helped himself!

Back to the residence, yuetianling is taking a bath in the room. As soon as she comes back, she stands up excitedly, looks at something wrong, and retracts into the bath bucket.

"Younger martial sister Xueyan, how do you feel after spending a day with elder martial brother moxin? Everyone envies you to death. They all say that they want to have a good relationship with you in the future, and they want to study with you tomorrow! "

Mingwuyan shook his head with a smile. "He left tonight. Let me follow brother Fanhe tomorrow. You wash quickly, the water is going to be cold. "

"Never mind!" Yuetianling stretched out her hand and turned around in some cool water. A group of aura flashed in the water, and the water temperature was warm again.

Ming Wu Yan couldn't help laughing. Yue Tianling really used her spiritual power to the extreme. It's really powerful!

Even if it's Tiantian, it's estimated that you can't use the spirit power so easily!

"By the way, there's a letter for you on the table. Have a look!" Yue Tianling thought of something and pointed to the desk in front of him.

Bright fog, Yan Wei Leng, letter?

Who will write to her?