Chapter 517

Seeing this, Xiao Mochen vanished without a trace.

When the woman surfaced again, she found the surroundings empty and silent.

"Did I encounter a ghost?"

A thought surfaced in the woman's mind, and her heart trembled.

She quickly went ashore to put on her clothes.

However, that ghost seemed quite handsome.

Although it was only a hurried glance, under the moonlight, the woman had seen Xiao Mochen's peerless face.

The next morning.

Xiao Mochen and his group prepared to set off again.

The destination was naturally Jiulong City.

The reason was also very simple: Wuxin wanted to hold a memorial service here for Monk Wangyou.

It could be considered the last bit of filial piety from a disciple to his master.

However, not long after leaving Sangu City.

A woman blocked their path.

This woman was dressed in black, holding a black-gold long spear, with an extraordinary spirit.

She possessed both an outstanding appearance and a heroic bearing.

"This road was opened by me, and this tree was planted by me!"

"If you want to pass through here, leave behind the road money!"

The woman let out a delicate shout, kicked her long spear, and took a step.

She directly gripped the long spear and attacked Xiao Mochen and the others.

"Hu Nao!"

"Junior Sister, step back!"

Tang Lian could not help but have a headache.

The person who arrived was none other than Sikong Qianluo, his good Junior Sister.

She was also a disobedient and mischievous Junior Sister.

While speaking, Tang Lian threw hidden weapons from his hands, directly shaking away Sikong Qianluo's long spear.

"Sikong Qianluo?"

"Could it be the daughter of the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng, one of the three beauties of Snow Moon City?"

Lei Wujie's eyes lit up.

Snow Moon City was a place he yearned for extremely.

He had heard Sikong Changfeng's great name like thunder.

"Who is this?"

Being praised, Sikong Qianluo was too embarrassed to continue her mischief.

"I am Lei Wujie from Lei Family Fort!"

"Greetings, Senior Sister Qianluo!"

Lei Wujie quickly began to flatter her.

This made Sikong Qianluo feel very good, but when she looked at the others, her expression suddenly changed.

She saw Xiao Mochen, she saw that face under the moonlight when she was bathing last night.

Was that not a ghost?

Was it not an illusion?

But a real existence?

"Why are you staring at my Brother Mochen like that!"

Zhong Ling was jealous.

Xiao Mochen attracted the attention of girls wherever he went.

However, being stared at like this by Sikong Qianluo, she was somewhat unhappy.

"What is your name?"

Sikong Qianluo steadied her mind and could not help but ask.

But she was panicking inside; had she mistaken someone?

Or was it him last night?

"Why, don't you recognize me after putting on clothes?"

Xiao Mochen teased.

He did not expect that the person he saw last night was actually a disciple of Snow Moon City, Sikong Qianluo.

No wonder she looked so moving.

Tang Lian: "???"

Lei Wujie: "???"

Sikong Qianluo: "???"

Don't recognize me after putting on clothes?

What kind of nonsense is this guy spouting?

Sikong Qianluo's face turned red when she thought of the scene last night.

Although the man in front of her was very good-looking and charming.

But teasing her like this, didn't she have any face?

"You jerk!"

Sikong Qianluo was angry.

Although she was carefree, she also loved face the most.

Without any hesitation, she directly drew her spear and thrust it.

"Junior Sister, do not be rude!"

"Do you know the Martial God?"

Tang Lian quickly blocked Sikong Qianluo; this was an existence they could not afford to offend.

Sikong Qianluo was startled upon hearing this and said, "Is he the Martial Saint Xiao Mochen?"

"Yes, don't you admire the Martial God the most?"

Tang Lian nodded, but the next moment, he saw Sikong Qianluo's face turn rosy.

Even her words and actions were a bit coy.

"Junior Sister, are you sick!"

Tang Lian was a bit worried; this did not look like his Junior Sister at all.

"You're the one who's sick!"

Sikong Qianluo pulled Tang Lian away.

Then she pointed her long spear at Xiao Mochen again and said, "Tell me, does it look good?"

"Are you saying the spear looks good, or the clothes look good?"

"Or is it that the person looks good?"

Xiao Mochen teased.

Sikong Qianluo, carefree, was different from all the women around him.

It made one want to tease her.

"What do you think!"

Sikong Qianluo was angry.

Martial God Xiao Mochen is too bad!

Always teasing her.

Thinking of this, Sikong Qianluo could not help but thrust her spear at Xiao Mochen.

However, Xiao Mochen faintly extended a finger.

This indifferent attitude made Sikong Qianluo furious.

"Don't underestimate people too much!"