Now only one item remains.
Mo Xie said, "Let Deacon Zhang come and take a look at the damage and estimate how many Xuan Crystals we need to pay!"
"They're here, they're here..."
"Deacon, we'll help you up!"
"You bastard, I'm perfectly fine, do you need my help?!"
Old Zhang, who had been fainting at the drop of a hat just moments before, walked over with remarkable vigor.
Mo Xie winked at him secretly.
Old Zhang squinted his small eyes and nodded slyly.
Things went smoothly after that.
Old Zhang estimated the compensation to be the highest standard.
The Yin-Yang Demon Sect scraped together the Xuan Crystals and settled the matter by paying compensation.
After several disciples helped Zhu Wen up,
"Mo Xie, you'd better not leave the Demon God's Palace..."
Wang Kui gave Mo Xie a cold look.
Mo Xie smiled, as if addressing a close friend, and said affectionately, "I won't be going out for now. When I'm ready to leave, I'll definitely let your Demon Sect know."
"snort!"
Wang Kui's ruthless gaze swept over Mo Xie and the others, as if he wanted to memorize their faces.
...
"Steward Zhang, you...you're going to faint again?" The servant in blue quickly helped the staggering old man Zhang up.
...
"Walk!"
Wang Kui said in a deep voice.
Then the group of Yin Yang Demon Sect members hurriedly left.
They came with a ruthless desire for revenge, but they suffered repeated setbacks at Mo Xie's hands. Not only did they die in vain, but they also had to apologize and pay compensation.
Most importantly, the Yin-Yang Demon Sect's reputation was greatly damaged at the Demon God Temple.
This is utterly humiliating!
...
Mo Xie put the mystical artifacts into his Qiankun bag, then said to Meng Ping, "Steward Meng, under your 'upholding' of justice, the prestige of our Demon God Palace has greatly increased. You are truly commendable."
"Now that the matter is clear, aren't you going to uphold the dignity of my temple?"
"Eek~" A chorus of mocking laughter erupted from the crowd.
Everyone could see that Moye was being sarcastic.
This Deacon Meng is purely on the side of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect. If he were to uphold "justice," the Demon God Temple would probably become a subordinate force of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect.
Three elders were sitting on the roof.
Meng Ping, not daring to challenge Mo Xie for the time being, angrily shouted at the booing crowd, "Who? Who's making those weird noises? Do you want to be arrested?!"
"I'm not from your Demon God Temple, I'm from the Black Fiend Sea!"
"I am a member of the Nine Li Demon Clan!"
"Hmph, I'm from the Monster Mountain Range!"
"..."
Meng Ping fell silent—because these forces were all super-powerful forces in the demonic path.
"Let's go!"
He gave Mo Xie a cold look, then spoke to the deacons.
Moye, Moye, how could I possibly let a vengeful and ruthless character like you live?!
Mo Xie calmly watched Meng Ping's retreating figure, then gave a mocking smile.
He then waved to the onlookers and joked, "With so many of you still here, do you intend to attack my servants' quarters?"
"No, no!"
"Brother Moye is joking."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"..."
The onlookers chuckled and quickly dispersed.
If it were the usual servants' quarters, it would naturally be the lowest of places, the kind of place they wouldn't even glance at!
However, with the presence of Moye, this fierce god, even the servants' quarters instantly became imposing and unapproachable.
You must not mess with them!
At this point,
This farce has come to an end!
Although for Mo Xie, this farce has only just begun...
"You guys go ahead!"
Mo Xie said to Old Man Zhang and the others.
"Yes, yes, yes..." The group quickly dispersed.
As for Elder Ming, he had long been silently guarding the place from the shadows.
Now,
Only Mo Xieji and the other five spirits remained in the arena.
Oh, and there's also Elder Xiao Yikuang, lost in his memories, on the rooftop.
Four pairs of eyes focused on that person, waiting quietly.
After a while,
Ao Fang scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Mo Xie, what are you all standing there for? What are we going to do next?"
Mo Xie said in a low voice, "Brother Xiao... cough cough, the Third Elder has helped me so much, so of course I have to thank him first."
"oh……"
Ao Fang nodded, looked at Xiao Yikuang lying on the rubble, and said casually, "Third Elder, they're all gone. You can wake up now!"
He thought for a moment and added, "It's windy on the roof, and you might catch a cold. You should go home and sleep!"
After saying that, he smiled smugly and gave himself a thumbs up for his high emotional intelligence.
The scene fell silent...
Mo Xie glanced sideways: I thought Lü Bu was invincible, so whose general is this?!
Ji Meiling glanced sideways: Oh, I'm sleepy~ I was getting impatient too...
Gui Ying glanced sideways: I thought he was pretending to be stupid and had ulterior motives, but now it seems he really is stupid!
Sima Tian glanced sideways: Low IQ is contagious, stay away from him!
Ao Fang asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you all?"
...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
