Dark Beast Summoner MTL - 1522

In the sky for a long time, Wushuang told the emperor the story that happened after she came to the immortal world.

She also said that she has left marks in many places, hoping that one day he can find her.

If he is free in the future, take him to the places where she left the mark. That is also their memory.

What happened to her was wonderful, but Long Mo couldn’t help feeling jealous after hearing it deeply.

With so many men surrounded by his own woman, he certainly couldn’t be happy.

And what happened to him, compared with her, is very boring.

“After leaving Ji’s house, I have been training in Qianlong Pond. A month ago, the memory of the Mo Family God of War came surging and brought a lot of shock. His memory was too cold-blooded, too cold-blooded, and too cold. It almost made me lose myself. Only when I think about Shuanger can my mind regain clarity.”

“It turns out that I am so useful, so you have to think about me! No, don’t think about it, I will be by your side in the future and accompany you through this difficult time!”

Wushuang said to him with a smile.

She didn’t want to be separated from the emperor, not for a moment.

Especially the situation of the emperor is not very good now, she knows very well, the emperor is easy to say, in fact, it must be much more serious than what he said.

She couldn’t even separate from him at this critical moment.

They are husbands and wives and share difficulties.

“good.”

Long Moshen hugged her tightly.

“Uncle Emperor, what attitude does the Mo family have toward you now? Do they force you to cultivate ruthless Tao?”

Although Wushuang feels very good about Mo Suo’s heart, she doesn’t know what Mo Family’s attitude is. After all, they took him to the Mo Family to heal his injuries because the emperor was the reincarnation of the Mo Family’s war god. Moreover, in places like Qianlongchi, only Only the most important direct line of the Mohist school is eligible to enter.

Now that the emperor does not cultivate the ruthless Dao, it is impossible to become the god of war of the Mo family back then, and for the Mo family, it will not be of much help.

“The Mo Family can’t force me anything, it’s just a junior.”

Long Moshen said.

When he said this, his expression was awe-inspiring, and his murderous aura vented.

Wushuang frowned slightly and hugged him tightly. Perhaps, the emperor hadn’t noticed it himself, he had changed, and the aura he occasionally showed was no longer the same as before.

She changed the subject:

“Speaking of Qianlong Pond, not long ago, I saw you uncle emperor through God’s Meteorite Sword, and you were soaking in the pond at that time.”

“Here, Shuang’er, this is the sword body of the God’s Meteorite Sword.”

Long Mo remembered this deeply and took out the Xuebai long sword.

This sword flew into his hand after he came to the world of immortality.

As for the sword soul, he had given it to Shuang’er long ago, when he was in the ring of God.

As soon as he received the long sword, Wushuang felt his whole body tremble, as if electric current ran through his body.

There is also a sense of familiarity from the depths of the soul, is it because the soul of the sword is in her hands?

The soul of the sword is the same as the body of the sword. After she got the sword, the soul of the sword in the space flew out by itself and merged with the body of the sword.

In an instant, the aura of the God’s Meteorite Sword became even stronger, at least ten times stronger.

“What a powerful sword!”

Wushuang held the sword and sighed sincerely.

Just looking at this sword, you can feel a heavy sense of history and a sense of power that is simple and mysterious!

Long Moshen took out a dark green long sword.

“This sword! Isn’t it the sword seen in the picture in the ring treasure house?”

Wushuang exclaimed.

“This is the God Slashing Sword. The God of War used it to kill the previous generation Youhuang.” Long Moshen said.

“At that time, this sword was in the treasure house. The evil spirit on its body was too heavy and it was extremely cold. I was afraid that you were worried, so I concealed it.”

“So the man in the portrait is the Mohist God of War?”

“right.”

Wushuang asked him to take out the portrait, and she wanted to take a look again.

“War God of the Mo family, you look different from the emperor.”

Compared with the portrait, there is really nothing like it. Although the Mohist God of War is also handsome and extraordinary, his temperament is too cold, his eyes are not like human eyes, and they don’t contain the slightest emotion, and it makes people shudder to look at it.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the eyes of the Mohist God of War are also purple. Maybe the portrait is a little eclipsed, so it’s not very obvious.

“Some reincarnations will grow differently.”

“Then maybe, the previous life of my previous life is not as long as I am now.” Wushuang joked.

Long Mo rubbed her hair gently and put the portrait away.

“So, the Mohist God of War is the owner of this ring.”

Wushuang pointed to the ring on his hand and said.

Long Mo nodded deeply.

“Then, who is the God of God’s Snow Mountain?” Wushuang asked again.

That god, how could there be a ring of the god of war.

“He should be the Mo family, so he got the ring, but he died very strangely.”

Long Moshen said.

It was unusual for a god to die in the Immortal Territory of the Lower Realm. What’s more, he built a mausoleum for himself, and that mausoleum was more like suppression.

“When we go back in the future, we will check it out again.”

Wushuang said, “Uncle Emperor, are you still going back to the Mo family?”

“Not going back, I’m with you.” Long Mo embraced her deeply.

She smiled sweetly and hugged him back.

Back at the inn, everyone greeted us.

Gu Xuanyu talked about Yu Qi Xingyun and they all stared at Long Mo deeply.

The lord of the world greeted the people with a smile:

“Come and come, the old men of the Mo family and the sacred beast Baihu have already come here. You just came back. Let’s have a drink together.”

Wushuang naturally wouldn’t refuse, and took Long Moshen into the table together.

“I would like to introduce you to everyone. This is my husband, Long Moshen, ascending to the immortal world with me, but the place of ascending is different.”

“Wushuang, your husband is really the reincarnation of the Mohist God of War?”

Qi Xingyun asked curiously.

Roar!

Bai Hu suddenly roared, as if warning Qi Xingyun.

Long Mo gave Bai Hu a faint look, and Bai Hu immediately lowered his head.

Yes, what else is there to ask.

If Long Moshen was not the God of War, could the Mo Family’s sacred beast, the White Tiger, look like this?

Several elders of the Mo family can respect him so much?

It’s just that everyone feels that Wushuang’s husband is a little too cold, and he looks like he shouldn’t be near when he looks at Wushuang. Apart from looking at Wushuang’s eyes will become gentle, he looks like a coldness with no feeling at all.

It was indeed like the cold-blooded look of the Mohist God of War, but in this way, everyone was worried about Wushuang.

Wushuang naturally noticed this too, but she remained silent and did not point it out with the emperor’s uncle.

The emperor has indeed changed.

But Wushuang knew that this was not to blame for him, it was the memory of the God of War that affected him. She must find a way to get through this difficult time with the emperor. She must not let the emperor be the second cold-blooded God of War, let alone let him rebuild the ruthless war. road.