At the foot of the Demonic Mountain.
The area where the disciples lived.
Moye's small courtyard.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Three large, blood-red characters were written on the gate of the house.
"The jail is big!"
Ao Fang ran out with snot and tears streaming down his face, crying, "You have to stand up for us!"
Gui Ying said in a deep voice, "The person who has been trying to harm me all this time has finally appeared."
Sima Tian stood on the roof and said in a deep voice, "Those three guys have obtained some remarkable opportunities on this trip, and they are not easy to deal with."
Wow, that's so flashy!
The long sword on Sima's back gleamed with silver light, momentarily blinding Mo Xie.
He asked, "I heard you were injured. How are you?"
Sima Tian, holding his longsword, said calmly, "They still can't hurt me!"
Gui Ying sneered, "I've lived my whole life on thin ice. If just anyone could harm me, I would have died long ago."
"Waaaaah..."
Ao Fang burst into tears, "Those two bastards!"
"That Sima fellow, he just gave me a few perfunctory answers and ran away!"
"That scoundrel Turtle Shadow is a real bastard! He ran away as soon as he saw things were going wrong!"
"I'm the one who gets beaten up and hurt, waaaaaah!!!"
Ao Fang's desperate cries made Mo Xie's eyebrows tremble.
Sima Tian and Gui Ying escaped, but Ao Fang stubbornly went off to fight someone... to be the most ruthless and get the worst beating!
I can picture it now.
Sima Tian's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall!"
Guiying said, "Anyway, they wouldn't dare to really harm you in front of Elder Cuin..."
Ao Fang: "You..."
"alright!"
Mo Xie shouted, and the scene fell silent.
"All eyes are on me, I have something to announce..."
Mo Xie waved her hand and said, "I'll lead you to take revenge!"
"Boss is awesome!"
"Long live the boss!"
"..."
The disciples shouted.
...
Elder Sinful Poison approached and said, "You'd better not go now."
"Greetings, Elder!" The crowd quieted down and greeted respectfully.
Mo Xie raised an eyebrow and said, "Elder, does our temple still prohibit private duels now?"
The demonic path is not the righteous path.
Disciples are allowed to fight privately, so large-scale fights are also fine, as long as no one is crippled or killed.
The Poisonous One said, "That's not true. However, the Divine Child Competition is in a few days, so you should all keep to yourselves for the next few days."
"When the Divine Child Competition comes, you will naturally be able to settle your scores and avenge your grievances."
Mo Xie thought for a moment, then nodded and smiled, "I understand."
The principle is very simple.
The most important trial in the temple is about to begin—the Divine Child Competition.
If another large-scale battle breaks out and all the disciples are injured, what's the point of the competition?
Therefore, Lango and his group were very restrained in their attacks.
On Mo Xie's side, only a few disciples, including Ao Fang, were injured, and they were only superficial wounds.
"I understand..."
Sinful Poison nodded and waved his hand, saying, "Disperse, everyone!"
"Yes, Elder!"
The disciples cupped their hands in greeting, nodded to Mo Xie, and then dispersed.
Zui Du glanced at Mo Xie, a smile appearing on his stern face. "Prepare well. I look forward to your performance in the Divine Child Competition. I hope that after decades, the Divine Child of our temple can return to his rightful place."
Since the passing of the previous generation's divine son, Xiao Yikuang...
The Demon God Temple's chosen one has been missing for decades.
after all,
Winning the grand competition is only the first step to becoming a god.
Mo Xie smiled and said, "I hope I can live up to the elder's expectations."
"Um……"
Sinful Poison nodded and left with several disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, their hands behind their backs.
"Where is Ji Meiling?"
The group walked into the house, and Mo Xie asked.
Ao Fang shook his head and said, "I don't know what's wrong with that vixen. She ignored us and went straight back to her room."
"oh……"
Mo Xie nodded, but for some reason had an ominous feeling.
The four people entered the courtyard.
Sima Tian said in a deep voice, "There were a lot of people outside just now... Actually, those three guys are quite powerful."
Mo Xie glanced at the flashy, gleaming longsword that was strapped to his back.
Even wielding a spirit-grade Xuan sword is no match for him (Note: Fan Huangdi Tian, Fa Ling Sheng Di).
That means those three guys really did get a lot out of their trip...
No wonder they dared to be so presumptuous in front of me, even knowing that I had broken through to the second-grade King Realm.
Mo Xie nodded, indicating that she understood.
"Oh, by the way, these two things are for you. Refine them as soon as possible to prepare for the upcoming Divine Child Competition..."
Mo Xie took out two items from her Qiankun bag and tossed them to Ao Fang and Gui Ying respectively.
"It's a Spirit-level Xuan artifact?!"
"Hahaha, Sima, don't be so smug. I have a spirit-level artifact now too!"
Ao Fang and Gui Ying held the mysterious artifact, overjoyed.
Ao Fang brandished his spiked club, moved to tears, and said, "Boss, you're so good to me! From now on, you're my father! I'll definitely introduce you to my beautiful little sister later!"
Is that the girl who was eighteen years old and weighed 200 pounds?
Mo Xie said calmly, "No need. Gui Ying has always lived a life of walking on thin ice and lacks a sense of security. Let's introduce him to him instead."
Gui Ying said in a deep voice, "Mo Xie, I am very happy that you gave me this Xuan Thorn! But I am very unhappy with what you said!"
Sima Tian stood with his sword on his back and said calmly, "The spiked club is crude and the Xuan Thorn is petty. How can they compare to my silver-light sword?"
Ao Fang curled his lip and muttered, "Now he's a real swordsman!"
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