The courtyard where Xuanling'er is being held.
"I only want Mo Xie to come, no one else will do!" Xuan Ling'er's voice rang out from inside the room.
"A prisoner like me has no say in this!"
An officer from the Enforcement Hall wanted to step forward.
"Deacon Meng, the Ninth Elder has appointed Mo Xie to supervise the Holy Maiden. Have you obtained the Elder's approval?"
Ji Meiling crossed her arms and leaned against the doorway, speaking with a smile.
Gui Ying, Ao Fang, and Situ Tian also slowly moved forward and blocked the doorway.
Taking the Holy Maiden to the Xuanling Sect in exchange for ransom would be a great achievement!
There were quite a few people inside the temple who were eyeing it with envy.
Elders would naturally disdain competing with a disciple, but the numerous deacons might be a different story.
And this Steward Meng was one of them, and a rather powerful one at that.
"You... bastards!"
Deacon Meng was furious. He just wanted to steal the credit; what approval did he have?
However, although he possessed the cultivation of a second-grade King Realm expert, as a temple steward, he was naturally not allowed to fight with his disciples.
So he had no choice but to suppress his anger and say, "Mo Xie is still in solitary confinement, how can he come to detain the Holy Maiden?"
"Then there's no need for Steward Meng to trouble himself," Ji Meiling said calmly.
Deacon Meng, exasperated, lowered his voice and said, "Don't you have a conflict with Lan Ge and the others? After this matter is over, I can lend you a hand..."
"No need!"
Ji Meiling shook her head.
In the struggle, their side already had the upper hand, so why would they need help from others?
A fierce glint flashed in Deacon Meng's eyes as he said grimly, "If you don't step aside, I will definitely reward you handsomely after this matter is over. You'd better think it over..."
Ao Fang couldn't stand being threatened, and he retorted angrily, "Come on, if you have the guts, kill me!"
Guiying said warily, "You, as a temple steward, are you trying to harm us?! Fine, my life is destined to be like walking on thin ice, and I am destined never to reach the shore."
Sima Tian stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in pristine white. "A demon should have the refinement of a demon. Some people are demons, yet they are as hypocritical as righteous hypocrites! Alas! How pitiful and lamentable!"
Ji Meiling put her slender hand to her forehead, somewhat helpless. Didn't I tell you not to talk?
What are these people saying?
Meng Zhi was taken aback at first, but then immediately realized: this was a complete breakdown in relations!
He flew into a rage: "What can you do if I insist on going in?"
The several deacons behind him, all of whom were at the Ninth Grade Grandmaster Realm, also displayed their imposing aura.
"Hmph, you're asking for it! Get out of my way!"
Deacon Meng then prepared to force his way into the room and take the Holy Maiden away.
"Hey, why are there so many people gathered here?"
A dark figure slipped into the courtyard. The shadow was still at the door when the real body appeared beside Ji Meiling.
Ghostly Appearance!
Deacon Meng's face was gloomy, and he was about to bring up his previous words again to threaten him.
Mo Xie sneered and directly stretched out his palm towards Steward Meng.
"You bastard, how dare you!"
Deacon Meng was both shocked and furious.
What's going on with these guys?
Not only did his subordinates show no respect for the deacon, but the leader even dared to attack him!
A sinister glint appeared in his eyes.
Hmph, you attacked first, so even if I cripple you, you can't blame me!
He then reached out and struck at Moye.
Clasp your hands together!
Mo Xie took a few steps back, but Ji Meiling gently supported her. "How are you?"
Mo Xie smiled slightly, "It's alright."
My body is indeed strong now. Although my Xuan power is no match for Deacon Meng, I can still withstand beatings without taking any damage.
Deacon Meng took a few steps back, his face filled with disbelief.
How could someone with his second-grade King Realm cultivation be defeated by a mere disciple?
Then came a fit of rage: "How dare you attack a temple deacon! I'll cripple you!"
Just then,
"Meng Ping!" A cold shout rang out as Elder Zui Du strode into the arena. "Disgraceful! Get out of here!"
As an elder deacon, Zuidu naturally held a higher position than Meng Ping, an ordinary deacon.
Meng Ping gave Mo Xie a cold look, then nodded reluctantly, "Yes!"
Then, accompanied by several trusted stewards, they left the courtyard.
Mo Xie didn't finish speaking, and looked at Meng Ping as if he were a dead man.
I need to find a chance to kill him!
The kind of foolish thing that involves offending someone and then stupidly waiting for them to retaliate before engaging in some so-called "show-off" or "face-slapping" scenario—that's something only protagonists like to do.
I'm going to be the big villain!
Sinful Poison shouted, "Mo Xie, take the Holy Maiden and leave! Everyone else, step back!"
"yes!"
Mo Xie nodded to Ji Meiling and the others, then pushed open the door and went inside.
"They're gone."
Mo Xie said.
Xuanling'er stepped forward and said softly, "Moxie, you're still the most reliable. You're truly a good demon!"
Am I a good demon?!
Mo Xie's face darkened instantly. "Enough nonsense! A prisoner should act like a prisoner. Let's go!"
He grabbed Xuanling'er by the slender shoulder and flew away.
Xuanling'er looked at Moxie with a blank expression, wondering what she had done to offend him this time.
Her eyes gleamed, a hint of resentment in her heart.
Mo Xie's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea... It's just too hard to see through, sob sob sob.
...
The edge of the demon realm.
A cliff.
In the air, each side had about ten people suspended in the air, facing each other.
One side consisted of people from the Xuanling Sect, while the other side naturally consisted of people from the Demon God Palace, including Mo Xie.
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