"What are you going to fight? The sea sacred banquet hasn't started yet... We are discussing other things!" Mo Xuanchen hesitated.

He was wondering whether to tell Ling Luoyu the truth.

But looking at her eyes, thinking about the forbidden area, he finally turned a little, his lips whispered in her ear.

"It's a matter of ancient ancestors!"

"they?"

Ling Luoyu lost his voice in surprise, her phoenix eyes trembling slightly.

"they are not"

"Hush!"

Mo Xuanchen pressed his lips and kissed her ear slightly.

"Their matters are very complicated. The basic explanation is not clear in a few words. For specific matters, I will tell you more when I have time..."

"Then... there is no danger, right?"

"No, we are just discussing... where is there any danger, but you..."

Mo Xuanchen's eyes flicked towards Bian Liangcheng and the others, shocked that they quickly withdrew their gazes, not looking at their ambiguous dog abuse.

"Among these people, not all of you are your confidantes. Maybe they will be sold out...so, when doing things, try to avoid them!"

"I know how to..."

Ling Luoyu tugged at the corner of his clothes uneasy, entwining it around his fingertips.

"What worries me the most is you... the lady of the sea queen is good at calculating, she..."

"She is good at calculating, and I am not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Mo Xuanchen's lips unscrupulously kissed her ear, as if to announce their relationship in front of everyone.

"You man, I... not so easy to deal with!"

His gaze swept away, and met a pair of burning eyes.

"It seems...I am not the only one who is worried about you..."

Ling Luoyu realized something, and turned around leisurely: "Yang Zhi?"

On the rocks in the distance, Yang Zhi and his group were sinking up the mountain.

Mo Xuanchen got up and stood, seeing her softly in his arms, waiting for Yang Zhi to go up the mountain.

"Young Master Yang, you have worked so hard...for such a far away cave, please come and inspect it yourself!"

"I came to see a friend!"

Yang Zhi's voice was indifferent, unable to hear his emotions.

But those eyes swept Mo Xuanchen's arm from time to time.

Feeling his gaze, Mo Xuanchen's arms became more powerful: "Yu'er, when did you make friends with Young Master Yang? I knew he was covering you, so I don't have to worry about it!"

"Come on, you don't know the relationship between me and Yang Zhi, and you still use it here to give him eye drops!"

Ling Luoyu made a sound, throwing away his hand angrily, walking towards Yang Zhi, smiling brightly.

"Young Master Yang, what are you..."

Behind Yang Zhi was a group of servants carrying several large boxes.

"I know Sect Master Ling is not used to living here, and he doesn't like to bother others and find another place to live, so I brought you something here, and I hope I can help you..."

Yang Zhi slightly provocatively met Mo Xuanchen's gaze, as if he was showing his warm male nature.

To outsiders, Mo Xuanchen came empty-handed, and he really didn't know how to take care of others.

The servant opened the box, and it was full of quilts and household items.

"Sect Master Ling, sorry, the accommodation arrangement is my mother's intention, so..."

"It's okay, I like being quiet, and I also like to live here... and these things are still useful, Bian Yuan..."

Bian Liangcheng and the others were still dumbfounded, and they didn't understand how their suzerain brought the confrontation between the two most powerful men in the sea.

Looks like this, the smell of gunpowder is quite sufficient.