The figures of the two gradually drifted away, and a gust of sand rolled by, and the footprints disappeared without a trace.

On the mountain of Basha, You Li was sitting in a bamboo house in a daze, and Lu Ying was not by his side.

Ever since he knew that he and others let Lin Mo go down the mountain, Lu Ying never appeared beside Guo Youli again.

"What kind of mountain owner is such a useless mountain owner like me."

There was a deep wry smile on You Li's face.

One of the six sacred mountains in the world, there are so many masters in the mountain, there are countless secret scriptures, and it is called the existence of people on the mountain by the outside world.

Even his own daughter didn't want to see him.

No matter what, Basha Sacred Mountain is located on the border of Daqu Alliance, Zhenla, and Vientiane Kingdom. It can stay in this area and not be expelled by other countries because of the background of Sacred Mountain.

Youli is not afraid of the millions of troops outside the mountain, and even as long as the Basha Shenshan makes all-out efforts, the millions of troops in the area can be destroyed.

But the most important thing for a sect is inheritance. If the disciples and elders have all the details, then the casualties of the Basha Sacred Mountain will not be small, and they will definitely go to the road of failure.

If You Li was only one person, he dared not to worry about Lin Mo, but behind him were hundreds of thousands of disciples and inheritance, You Li could not move.

"Chirp!"

The crisp birdsong sounded from the windowsill, and a white dove stood on the windowsill, looking lazy in the sunlight.

You Li's eyes narrowed, and there was a letterbox on the leg of the white pigeon, Youli hurriedly got up and walked over to untie the letterbox.

Unpacking the sealed letterbox and opening the rolled up letterhead, You Li's eyes gradually relaxed, and he even laughed out loud at the end.

This is the first time You Li has laughed in recent days.

Since Lin Mo led the army out a few days ago, his heart was filled with guilt.

Lu Ying's avoidance also made You Li, the old father, even more guilty.

Now Lin Mo's letter makes You Li feel at ease.

That's right, it was a letter from Lin Mo who was hundreds of kilometers away.

Lin Mo used a dozen or so of the professional messengers he hired, and he only needed two fat beetles for 100 kilometers.

Lin Moxin also wrote two sentences at the bottom, which made You Li's originally happy face gradually darken.

"Youli Mountain Master, take me to tell Miss Lu Ying, I am very good here, and I will talk about the details when I go back."

Lin Mo suddenly changed his strokes.

"By the way, the little guy who delivered the letter asked Mr. Youli to take care of me. Its requirements are very simple. It is enough to have all kinds of fat bugs for three meals a day."

Seeing Lin Mo's explanation, Youli couldn't help muttering: "This kid, he still woke me up!"

Who is He Youli, the dignified owner of the world's six sacred mountains, one of the world's top powerhouses, outsiders have heard that there is a respectful and fearful existence, and he actually wants to take care of a bird.

You Li and the white dove on the window sill looked at each other cordially, and the latter made a sound again.

"chirp"

You Li helplessly covered her forehead, this bird really can't speak human words, so how did Lin Mo communicate with him?

In You Li's mind, the scene of Bai Ge and Lin Mo's eyes-to-eye contact and constant communication gradually emerged.

Pigeon: "Chirp (at least fifty bugs)"

Lin Mo: "Tweet Tweet (you dare to speak, fifty is enough for me to hire a big bird!)"

Dove: "Tweet (twenty, the lowest price)"

Lin Mo: "Chiu Chiu (Deal)"

"Pfft"

You Li imagined the picture in his mind, and laughed out loud, frightening the white pigeon on the windowsill, thinking that this human was going to eat black.

A green voice suddenly appeared from the doorway of Youli Bamboo House, and the whole person exudes a breath of strangers. JrNovels.com