Chapter 382 Mo Ya
The man in white who appeared in front of Wei Yang and others looked quite young, probably about twenty-six or seventeen years old.
Of course, it is not easy to tell the specific age.
But judging from his appearance and the faint vitality on his body, his age should not be too different from his appearance.
He was dressed in white as snow, with fluttering white robes, giving him a somewhat chic and elegant look.
His face is very handsome, but there is a feminine temperament in his handsomeness. His slightly thin lips are slightly pursed, and there is a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Although the smile gives people a kind feeling, if it is coupled with the feminine temperament, it will give people an indescribable weird feeling.
Anyway, Wei Yang's first impression of him was that he was a little unhappy.
“Young Master!” Che Cheng bowed slightly to the man in white.
"Elder Che." The man in white nodded.
"Old You, Mr. Wei." Che Cheng also quickly explained to Wei Yang and others: "Everyone, this is a misunderstanding. This is my Black Emperor Sect's young master, named Mo Ya, and is the biological son of our sect master. He is also the person in charge of the Black Emperor Pavilion, and he has absolutely no ill intentions.”
“Master.” Ada also sent a message: “This Mo Ya is nearly thirty years old, and his talent is pretty good. It is said that everyone in the Black Emperor Sect. I have great expectations for him and think that this person is likely to reach the level of Douzong."
"Hmm." Wei Yang snorted.
His eyes briefly glanced at Mo Ya. He was nearly thirty years old and a six-star Dou Huang. His talent was not bad.
“Since it’s a misunderstanding, let’s forget it.” Ada turned around and said in an indifferent voice: “However, I don’t want this misunderstanding to happen again.”
"This is natural." Mo Ya raised his eyebrows vaguely, then smiled and said in a soft tone.
Che Cheng stepped forward, gently pushed open the courtyard door, turned and cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Wei, Mr. You, you all must be tired after a long journey. Please go to the hospital to rest first."
"You guests, please go to the hospital to rest first. Mo Ya will come to visit later to apologize to you." Mo Ya also said politely.
"There is no need to apologize. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Wei Yang said lightly, turned around, flicked his sleeves and robe, and stepped into the courtyard.
Afterwards, Xianer and others followed closely.
Squeak~
As the courtyard door slowly closed.
Mo Ya also slowly put down his arched hands, looking at the closed courtyard door, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He sniffed the air lightly, and saw the two remaining faint aromas, and a vague strange feeling flashed in his eyes.
In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the two graceful figures that passed by me before.
Even though the other person was covered in a wide black cloak, with his sharp eyes, he could still tell the gender of the other person based on his body shape.
Also, those two faint, completely different fragrances.
He was 100% sure that these two must be top-notch beauties.
It is said that you know a woman by smelling her fragrance, and Mo Ya understands the essence of this.
It’s a pity that we can’t catch a glimpse of such a beautiful woman when we meet her.
Mo Ya felt a little itchy in his heart, like being scratched by a kitten, and wanted to find out.
However, when thinking about the identities of this group of people, Mo Ya did not dare to think too much.
After all, this matter involves a sixth-grade peak alchemy master, and he does not dare to mess around.
“Young Master.” Che Cheng said softly.
"Follow me." Mo Ya turned around and walked away.
On a rather secret forest path.
Mo Ya, dressed in white, and the old man in blue robe were walking in the car.
"Elder Che, what can you tell about these people?" Mo Ya asked.
"Go back to the young master." Che Cheng shook his head and frowned and replied: "I can't see anything. The five people on the other side seem to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and I don't dare to really If you use your senses to investigate, you might annoy them."
"You have dealt with this old man several times, but you haven't been able to find out anything about him?" Mo Ya asked with a frown.
"No, his strength should be much better than mine." Che Cheng shook his head helplessly.
"This person has cooperated with many forces, and several sixth-grade high-level elixirs leaked from his hands, and their origins are mysterious." Mo Ya muttered: "Many forces, including our black The emperor and the emperor have secretly explored his details and origins, but unfortunately they have found nothing."
"The origins of this person are a mystery, as if they came out of thin air. "It's like appearing out of nowhere." "Now, he is uncharacteristically coming to our Black Imperial City in a rather high-profile manner, and he also brings his so-called master with him."
< br>"And it happened to be at this time, could it be that they came here just for that thing?" Mo Ya whispered, as if talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Che Cheng.
"Young Master, without further delay, I think we should report this matter to the sect master immediately. As for how to make a decision, it is better to let the sect master make the decision." Che Cheng reminded.
"I know." Mo Ya glanced at Che Cheng lightly and walked away.
"I'm going to tell my father that you stay here and secretly 'take care' of our guests."
"Yes." Che Cheng handed over his hand.
The next day.
Early in the morning.
In the luxuriously decorated hall.
Wei Yang was wearing a loose black robe, leaning back on the chair with a slightly lazy posture, tapping the armrest with his fingers.
Besides, Qing Lin skillfully brewed tea.
There was a slight blush on her cheeks, and there was a hint of charm between her eyebrows. There was a happy smile at the corner of her mouth, and in the eyes that secretly glanced at Wei Yang from time to time, It is full of tenderness and a hint of coquettishness.
Sometimes, she doesn't know what to think of, and a hint of shame can't help but appear in her eyes, and whenever this happens, the blush on her cheeks will become a little deeper.
On the other side, Xian'er, dressed in white, was holding a thick ancient book in his hand, sitting there quietly and reading it carefully, frowning in thought from time to time.
Below, a burly man with one horn stood straight up, a pair of lavender eyes staring straight out of the door.
Beside Dujiao, Ada, still covered in a wide black robe, sat cross-legged, seemingly closing his eyes to rest.
The atmosphere is very quiet.
There were only the sounds of Qing Lin brewing tea and Wei Yang's fingers tapping the armrest, as well as the slight movement of Xian'er turning the pages of a book from time to time, and a few birds chirping from outside.
At this time.
Wei Yang’s finger tapping movement suddenly paused.
Following that, Qing Lin and Xian'er also stopped their movements almost at the same time and looked outside the door.
Ada, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up.
"The person we were waiting for is here." Wei Yang chuckled.
And as his voice fell.
"Mr. Wei, I'm here to pay you a visit, Mo Tianxing." A rather polite, yet powerful voice came from outside the hospital.
In the lobby.
“Master?” Ada looked at Wei Yang.
"Yeah." Wei Yang waved his hand lightly.
"Yes." Ada bowed, and immediately flashed out of the hall.
Not long after, a burst of footsteps sounded outside.
“Haha, Mr. You, you have come to our Black Emperor City many times to cooperate with our Black Emperor Sect. Unfortunately, every time you come and go in a hurry, I have never been able to find the opportunity. It has always been a pity to see you in person."
"Today, I finally get to see you, my distinguished guest from the Black Emperor Sect, and I finally have something to worry about. , hahaha.”
Before anyone arrived, a burst of hearty laughter came in first.
"I'm looking for you to trade. I'm just asking for what I need. I'm not a distinguished guest." Ada's indifferent voice sounded.
"Hahaha, what you said is wrong. Everyone who comes is a guest, let alone you, you, how can you not be called a distinguished guest? You know, in this Black Corner Territory, you want to There are a lot of people who want to trade with you, Mr. You.”
“Huh, most of them are probably trying to find out my details and find the person behind me.” He hummed softly, noncommittally.
“Well, there are indeed some people with ulterior motives. In this Black Corner Domain, dragons and snakes are mixed, so you don’t need to mind it, Mr. You.”
As soon as he finished speaking, several figures stepped into the hall.
(End of this chapter)