He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the sect hall.
At this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao, Lan Wangyou, and Ji Tingyou were sitting in the hall waiting.
Seeing Yuan Mo come in, Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou immediately stood up and saluted him with a fist, "Master!"
Yuan Mo said "hmm" softly and sat at the top.
His gaze fell on Ji Tingyou, and he spoke gratefully, "Tingyou, thank you for coming to help my Xiaoyao Sect."
Ji Tingyou smiled and said, "Master, we are all old acquaintances. You are too polite."
Yuan Mo nodded slightly and silently kept this friendship in his heart.
"Master." Cheng Xiaoxiao saw the awkward atmosphere between them and took the initiative to break it. "What's going on with the land outside?"
Yuan Mo's expression was a little grim, as if he had just remembered something bad. After a long while, he spoke quietly, "The land within a hundred miles of Xiaoyao Sect has become like this because of the blood shed by the demons back then."
"Blood? What's that for?"
"I don't know. I only know that wherever their blood is stained, all life is gone, not even a single weed can grow."
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded and said nothing more.
"Oh, right." Yuan Mo seemed to have suddenly remembered something and said to Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou, "Disciple, Wangyou, there will be guests coming tomorrow. Don't forget to go with me to greet them."
Cheng Xiaoxiao and Lan Wangyou looked at each other and responded in unison.
…
midnight.
Yuan Mo sat in the courtyard, wanting to inform his old friends that he was back. He subconsciously took something out of his pocket. When he saw the phone lying in his palm, he suddenly felt a little amused and said, "Habits are really terrible."
He put the phone back into his arms, fumbled in his arms for a long time, and finally took out a green jade slip.
Yuan Mo stroked the jade slip and murmured, "It's true. It's been a long time since I used the communication jade."
He frowned and thought, "Who should I contact first?"
After a moment, he had the answer in his mind.
Yuan Mo put the communication jade back into his arms, and then took out another silver-white communication jade from his arms.
He held the communication jade in his hand, slowly brought it to his mouth, and shouted in a deep voice, "Hey! Lao Yu! Can you hear me?"
…
at the same time.
The other side.
At midnight in Xuanyang Sect, except for the Xuanyang Sect disciples who were still practicing hard, the elders had already gone to bed early.
Yu Yao also fell asleep. In his dream, he saw Yuan Mo crying to him, "Old Yu! I'm trapped in the Fog Ghost Forest. Please come and save me! If you don't come, I'm going to die."
Yu Yao suddenly woke up from his dream. He looked out the window at the hazy moonlight and muttered to himself, "Old Yuan! Can you please not scare me in the middle of the night?"
He was about to lie down when he heard a familiar voice suddenly ring in his ears.
"Hey! Lao Yu! Can you hear me?"
Yu Yao followed the direction of the sound and finally his eyes fell on his collar.
He reached out and pulled out a silver-white communication jade. The jade was now emitting a faint halo. Looking at this communication jade that had not been used for a long time, Yu Yao's eyes quickly became clear. He asked uncertainly, "Old Yuan?"
There was silence for a moment, and then the voice came again, "It's me!"
The moment the voice came, Yu Yao's eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Is it really you?"
"Where have you been all this time? We old guys don't have any news about you."
Before Yuan Mo could answer, he heard Yu Yao's words, one after another, "How have you been recently?"
"Is there something important that you're contacting me at this hour?"
"Ah!" Yu Yao exclaimed, "Could it be that you are really trapped in the Fog Ghost Forest?"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Yuan Mo hurriedly said from the other end of the communication Lingyu, "What do you mean trapped in the Fog Ghost Forest? Me? Who told you that?"
Yuyao: "Oh! No one told me, I just dreamed about it."
"By the way, why are you contacting me at this time? Is there something important?"
On the other side, Yuan Mo was silent for a moment, and swallowed the "I miss you" that was on the tip of his tongue.
He said calmly, "Nothing, are you free tomorrow? Come to my Xiaoyao Sect and have a visit?"
Yu Yao raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You're back?"
Yuan Mo: "I'm back!"
Yu Yao quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll come over early tomorrow morning."
Yuan Mo said "hmm" and ended the conversation.
He strode back into the room, and caught a glimpse of his pitifully short-haired self in the mirror, his brows furrowed slightly.
The next moment, Yuan Mo took out the storage bag, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally found the [Extreme Hair Growth Liquid] that was placed in the corner.
Yuan Mo raised his hand and waved, and the black hair on his head flew down, and a "Bald Yuan Mo" appeared in the mirror.
He raised his hand and touched his shiny bald head, sighing, "It feels good, worthy of being me!"
Then, Yuan Mo carefully picked up the [Extreme Hair Growth Liquid] beside him, gently opened the lid, and dropped two drops on the palm of his left hand.
The next moment, Yuan Mo raised his hand and applied the [Extreme Hair Growth Liquid] evenly on his head. In just a blink of an eye, his hair grew out rapidly. In about thirty seconds, his hair had fallen to his waist and then stopped growing.
I have to say that [Extreme Hair Growth Liquid] lives up to its name. If the bald people in China saw its effect, it would be out of stock the next day.
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