funbook-pk Chapter 312 Xiao Mohan
Chapter 312 Xiao Mohan
"The Master of the Discipline Hall, Xiao Mohan." The man glanced at her and spoke lightly.
Xiao Mohan?
Yun Luo chewed on these three words, and somehow felt a little familiar.
But I couldn't remember it for a while.
It is said that the master of the Discipline Hall never shows his emotions and is extremely strict in controlling his subordinates. When the disciples of the Spirit Realm see him, they stay away from him as if he were the plague god.
Yunluo originally thought that he would be a serious and old-fashioned old man, but he turned out to be a handsome and elegant young man.
"It turns out to be Palace Master Xiao, nice to meet you."
"No need to say polite words, now, can we have a good chat?"
"I wonder what Palace Master Xiao wants to talk about?"
"Of course, let's talk about cooperation."
"Sorry, I don't understand what Palace Master Xiao means." Yun Luo deliberately pretended to be confused.
There was absolutely no way she would let go until she found out Xiao Mohan's real intention.
"If this palace master is not mistaken, the photo stone in Lin Ran's room was made by you, right?" Xiao Mohan took a sip of tea and spoke casually.
"Palace Master Xiao, where do you get this from? I was not present at the time. This is something everyone knows."
"You do have an alibi. This is something that I couldn't understand at first. Murong Xian is only at the Spiritual Emperor level. How could she possibly take care of both ends? Unless you have other helpers, or you are not Murong Xian at all."
As he said this, Xiao Mohan stared at Yun Luo without moving his eyes.
Yunluo remained calm and composed, without any trace of panic on his face.
"Really? If I'm not Murong Xian, then who am I?"
"You have to ask yourself this question. However, this Palace Master does not care who you are. But if your target is Xuanyuan He and Xue Lingwei, you may consider cooperating with this Palace Master."
"Oh?" Yun Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.
What exactly does Xiao Mohan mean?
"Palace Master Xiao, if you have something to say, please speak directly. I don't like beating around the bush."
"That's right, this Palace Master is the same."
Xiao Mohan put down the teacup and went straight to the point: "I might as well tell you directly that I had an old friend who was killed by Xuanyuan He and Xue Lingwei. The reason why I stayed in the Spirit Realm was to find an opportunity to get rid of them.
It’s just that Xuanyuan He is a very strict person, and I have never found the right opportunity until you appeared.”
Hearing this, Yun Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.
If what Xiao Mohan said is true, then they can indeed cooperate.
"Palace Master Xiao is so outspoken, aren't you afraid that you might make a wrong judgment?
What if I'm not who you think I am? Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your secret, Lord Xiao?"
"Of course, I believe in my own judgment. If not, I will just kill you. In that case, my secret will not be leaked."
After saying that, Xiao Mohan's fingertips moved slightly.
In an instant, a white frost appeared on the tea table and spread towards Yun Luo at lightning speed.
But in just a breath, Yun Luo's hands and feet were covered with frost, and the temperature in the entire room also reached its lowest point in time.
Is it actually a mutated ice attribute?
Yun Luo curled the corners of his lips slightly, and his fire spiritual power quietly circulated. The next moment, the frost covering his body disappeared instantly.
Seeing this, Xiao Mohan's eyes moved slightly.
Being able to dissolve his spiritual power so easily, it seems that the woman in front of him is even more powerful than he imagined.
But this just proved that his guess was correct. The woman in front of him was definitely not the real Murong Xian.
Yun Luo also knew that she had been exposed. Now there were only two choices before her: one was to cooperate with Xiao Mohan, and the other was to kill Xiao Mohan directly.
But she still didn't know whether what Xiao Mohan said was true.
So, it’s better to just kill him. This person knows too much, which is not a good thing for her.
Feeling the murderous intent in her eyes, Xiao Mohan quickly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to test you, but I really want to cooperate."
"Oh? Why should I believe you?"
"I can swear to the heavens that if even one of the words I just said is false, I, Xiao Mohan, will be punished by heaven and earth and die a miserable death."
Xiao Mohan pointed to the sky and swore.
Hearing this, the coldness in Yun Luo's eyes faded a little. Since Xiao Mohan dared to swear the Heavenly Oath directly, it seemed that what he said just now was indeed not false.
In this case, we can consider cooperation.
"It seems that Palace Master Xiao's old friend is very important to you. Is it worth you to go to such lengths for him?"
"Yes, she was kind to me. Although we only met once, she was the noble person who changed my life." When Xiao Mohan talked about that person, the expression on his face softened a little.
After hearing what he said, Yun Luo became somewhat interested in the noble person he mentioned.
"I wonder who Palace Master Xiao's old friend is?"
Xiao Mohan stared at Yun Luo and said slowly, "I wonder if you have heard of the previous Spirit Realm Immortal Lord?"
Hearing this, Yun Luo's heart suddenly stopped.
Of course she knew the previous Immortal Lord of the Spirit Realm. Wasn’t that herself?
But what did Xiao Mohan mean by this?
"I've heard a little bit about it." She said with a calm look on her face.
When Xiao Mohan saw this, his eyes dimmed slightly.
It seemed that he was overthinking. How could the person in front of him be her?
Even though they both had the same habit of tapping the teacup with their index fingers when drinking tea, that person had already fallen two hundred years ago. Even if he searched the entire Three Realms, he could not find any trace of her.
Perhaps, she has really disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Her name is Yunluo, and she is the previous Spirit Realm Immortal Lord. When I first met her, I was just a down-and-out beggar on the street, almost freezing to death in the cold winter. It was she who gave me the first ray of warmth in my life..."
Xiao Mohan spoke slowly, his thoughts going back many years.
He was an abandoned child since birth and was picked up and adopted by an old beggar.
When he was five years old, it was freezing cold with snow all over the sky. An old beggar gave him his only winter coat, but he himself froze to death in the dark night.
Without the old beggar's care, how could a five-year-old child survive the long cold winter?
Just as he fell in the snow, almost starving to death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
He will always remember that day, the person descended like a goddess from the sky, holding a snow-white bone umbrella in her hand. When the surrounding snow fell on the umbrella, it suddenly melted as if it had encountered something hot.
She stretched out her flawless white hand and gently helped him up, then handed him a steamed bun that was still steaming hot.
He took the steamed bun and gobbled it up greedily, almost choking to death. Then the woman took out her water bag and gave it to him.
He smiled and said, "Slow down, no one is competing with you for it."
Her voice was ethereal and pleasant, and it immediately touched the depths of his heart.