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Not long after, Yi'er walked in with the young lady who was addressed as Mo'er. When Yi'er came in, the little Si Ming began to mutter in his heart.

When he said that Lord Tian Jue never spoke to the ladies, he immediately said three girls. Each of them looked pretty, but even someone like little Si Ming, who rarely spoke to the ladies, could tell that the atmosphere wasn't right.

"Little Sister Yi'er, long time no see." Seeing Yi'er come in, Tian Jue stood up and cupped his fists towards her.

"Who's your sister?" Yi'er looked at Tian Jue with disdain as she spoke while crossing her arms.

"Yi'er, don't be willful!" The charming man frowned at Yi'er and said.

"Humph!" When Yi'er heard the charming words, she coldly snorted and sat down next to him.

"This, I feel, oh right, I still don't know the lady's name!" Tian Jue was at a loss for words as he cupped his fists towards Mo'er.

"The shopkeeper calls me by my name." He smiled.

"So it's like that, this one is called Tian …" Tian Jue hadn't finished speaking when the charming man continued, "I've been wandering around everyday. I wonder what kind of wind brought the Young Master here today."

"Senior, please forgive us, but there are a lot of things within the sect and it is very difficult for us to separate ourselves. This time, we have come via the cold water to pay a visit to Senior." Tian Jue cupped his fist and said.

"Speaking of which, since Young Master has already acknowledged me as your disciple, you naturally have to take care of a lot of matters." The charming man poured a cup of tea for Tian Jue and passed it to him with a smile.

"Heaven's End …" Just as Tian Jue and Charm Man were speaking, Mo'er suddenly spoke.

"Does young lady know my name?" Tian Jue asked Mo'er in shock.

Hearing this, the charming girl became silent, while Yi'er was stunned.

"Young master's name is like a thunderclap to the ears, but in the end, it's still better to see than to hear. Today, I'm not feeling well, so I can't accompany Young Master." He got up and left.

"Young Master, please don't blame Merle for his delicate body." Charm said.

"Senior, what are you saying? This junior has also noticed that Miss Mo Er's expression isn't too good. It's also good to rest." Tian Jue smiled.

Hearing this, Yi'er stood up and coldly snorted, "Yi'er is not feeling well either, so I won't accompany you any longer."

"Yi'er, take good care of Sister Mo Er." "Okay," Yi'er replied without turning around.

"Ugh …" "This …" Seeing this situation, Tian Jue didn't know what to say for a moment. She maintained her charming smile and occasionally poured tea for little Si Ming and Tian Jue. The little Si Ming had already drunk seven or eight cups.

"Does Miss Mo'er know him?" Tian Jue scratched his head as he asked.

"Young master, don't think too much." This laughter seemed to have the power to comfort others.

"No, little Si Ming, what do you think?" Tian Jue looked at little Si Ming and said.

"My lord, this is not comparable to killing an enemy. I am truly powerless." Si Ming put down his teacup and cupped his fists as he spoke.

In Merle's room, Merle was crying softly, while Yi'er sat behind her in pain. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

"Big Sister Mo Li, why didn't you tell him that you're Mo Li?" Yi'er turned Mo Li around and hugged her as she asked.

"Mo Li always thought that it was Tian Jue who went to look for Mo Li. Mo Li always thought that …" Mo Li cried as she leaned against Yi'er.

"Brother Dongqing has good intentions as well." Yi'er lightly patted Mo Li's back.

"Mo Li knows. Mo Li doesn't blame Brother Dong Qing …" "Mo Li is so stupid …" Tears rolled down Mo Li's face, and Yi'er didn't care whether her clothes were wet by Mo Li's tears or not.

It wasn't that Mo Li didn't want to tell Tian Jue that her name was Mo Li, but what was the use of letting Tian Jue fulfill his childhood promise?

Since she had already forgotten, Mo Li did not intend to remind Tian Jue of anything.

On Hai Dongqing's side, she had already stayed in a tavern not far away from the South Mountain for a few days. She didn't know how to contact the people he wanted to contact.

"It would have been better if he had left with a contact information." The gyrfalcon sat at the entrance of the inn and muttered to himself as he watched the people coming and going.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "The Southern Sword Sect is going down the mountain to recruit disciples!"

Hearing these people suddenly start running, the people who were originally carrying Nanshan suddenly ran back to Nanshan.

The people in the inn, no matter what they were doing, would abandon their work and run towards the south.

The gyrfalcon was confused. Why were they so excited when the South Sword Martial School was recruiting disciples and also wanted to recruit people from the sects and aristocratic families? Even if they wanted to watch the show, there was no need to be so positive.

The gyrfalcon immediately stopped a youth. Just as he was about to speak, the youth said, "Who are you? Don't block my path!"

"What does the Southern Sword Sect recruiting have to do with your future prospects?" The gyrfalcon looked at the teenager with a puzzled expression.

"Don't you know why you're still in the vicinity of the Southern Mountains? The Storm Sect has decreed that the families of the various sects would not care about their background among the commoners, and that they would accept disciples. This is the Southern Sword Sect! " After the youth had finished speaking, he did not care about whether the gyrfalcon understood him or not. He circled around the gyrfalcon and ran towards the south mountain.

The gyrfalcon was suddenly enlightened. No wonder the area around Nanshan was not as lively as it was before. After the chaos, it became even more lively.

To others, this was a good opportunity to change his life. To the gyrfalcon, this was a good opportunity to meet someone.

At the foot of the southern mountain, there was a dense crowd. It could be said that the water was different. The gyrfalcon had noticed the huge southern mountain, but couldn't move for a long time.

It was impossible for him to use Qing Gong. If he was targeted by Nan Tian Ze, then everything he did before would be in vain.

Not long after, the gyrfalcon saw a few people flying down from the South Mountain. The person that the gyrfalcon recognized was the person at the front of the group, the one known as the Nan Tian Ze.

Not long after the group of people arrived at the foot of the southern mountain, a dense crowd of South Sword Sect disciples came down from the southern mountain and surrounded the southern mountain.

Nan Tian Ze cleared his throat, and the crowd that had been boiling over immediately quietened down. Hai Dongqing did not care what Nan Tian Ze said, she only wanted to surround Nan Shan and search for the person she was looking for.

For someone like Nan Tian Ze, he was not afraid of others not being able to hear his words. It would be a small matter if he used some of his internal energy and wanted to deafen ordinary people with his hearing.

"Bastard, Western barbarian, join hands with the Southern Tribes to invade the territory of the Central Plains, kill my fellow clansmen, humiliate my people, the aristocratic families in the sect will join hands to defend and defend. Although we have been forced to retreat, it will still be difficult to quell the anger in our hearts. The families of the various sects have suffered heavy losses, allowing non-members of the aristocratic families to enter into the families of the sect to train in martial arts, defend the land of the Central Plains and destroy the enemies of the Central Plains!" Nan Tian Ze said angrily.

Hai Dongqing was also stunned when he heard this. The words of the South Horizon Region really struck deep into his heart.

"Cultivate and practice martial arts. Protect the land of the Central Plains. Destroy the enemies of the Central Plains!" At this time, the disciples of the Southern Sword Sect shouted in unison, and everyone began to repeat the same words, causing their blood to boil. Even the gyrfalcon couldn't help but let out two roars.

Near the South Mountain, for a time, the roars shook the sky.

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