Everyone was stunned, Mo Yun tilted his head, didn't care, and walked out slowly.

"I don't know what is important for Miss Beigong?"

Mo Yun had a bright smile on his face.

Originally, Beigong Wei was in a particularly unhappy mood at this time, and when she saw Mo Yun's expression again, her face was so gloomy that she was about to drip water:

"You don't smell of blood at all! Everyone was desperate there just now, and you didn't do anything to hide in the crowd, yes or no?"

Beigong Wei asked Mo Yun sharply.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Immortal Sect all looked at Mo Yun.

Indeed, compared to the blood stains on everyone's bodies, Mo Yun's clothes were really clean and dazzling.

The result is already obvious, this person named Yunmo is greedy for life and afraid of death, and has been hiding in the crowd.

"Shameless, we are desperate in front, only Yunmo, a waste, is hiding behind to pick up cheap!"

"Such a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, why should we save him? Senior sister, hurry up and drive him away!"

"You don't get it for nothing, you can only survive by relying on the protection of others, what is the use of such a rice worm?"

Mo Yun suddenly became the target of everyone, and everyone pointed at Mo Yun and threatened to drive Mo Yun away.

And in the crowd, there were dozens of people who were not disciples of the Mercy Immortal Sect, they were all people who were saved by the Mercy Immortal Sect, and when they saw this situation, they also coaxed:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Mercy Immortal Sect is bound by doctrine, but we are not the people of the Mercy Immortal Sect, we are willing to kill Yunmo!"

"Yunmo, this is what you asked for. ”

"If you don't have the ability, forget it, you don't have virtue yet, what are you doing with such a virtuous and incompetent person?"

The noise in the arena grew louder.

It's all accusations against Mo Yun.

And although Mo Yun had a smile on his face at this time, he had already moved a killing intent on his face.

He would never let go of the Spirit Clan's prince, and if this group of people really wanted to hinder him from arresting the Spirit Clan's prince, he wouldn't mind a big killing.

Kill all these people, and the prince of the Spirit Clan will not be able to escape!

It's a bit cruel, but it's okay to do it.

"Yunmo, you're not qualified to stay with us, get out. ”

Beigong Wei pointed in another direction and said in a cold voice.

In fact, the direction she was pointing in was the direction in which the desert giant scorpion had retreated.

Yunmo, this waste, goes there, and he will definitely die.

This not only does not violate the doctrine, but also kills Yunmo, so why not?

"Shameless dog thing, senior sister has spoken, don't you want to go?"

"Do you still want to take advantage of my Immortal Sect's opportunistic tricks, get out of the way!"

"Obviously his own realm is low, and he still likes to be smart. No wonder it's like that now!"

Everyone was expelling Mo Yun.

Mo Yun was silent, but the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"Wait, Senior Sister, calm down. Yunmo is only a third-order martial sect, and he was seriously injured just now. If he had been allowed to make a move just now, he would have died here!"

At this moment, although Nanfeng Li was a little hesitant, she still stood in front of Mo Yun and defended Mo Yun.

Beigong Wei was silent.

"Senior sister, Yunmo saved my life!"

Nanfeng Li said anxiously.

Beigong Wei made a cold face and glanced at Mo Yun fiercely:

"If it weren't for my junior sister, you'd be finished!

As Beigong Wei flicked her sleeves and left, everyone slowly dispersed.

Mo Yun shrugged his shoulders, to be honest, this sentence should be said the other way around.

If it weren't for Nanfeng Li coming out to block it, this group of people would have died.

But since you can stop being a wicked person now, it's naturally excellent.

......

Time flies, and Mo Yun has been following the Immortal Sect for a day.

Mo Yun was not in a hurry.

If you can catch the prince of the Spirit Clan, it doesn't matter, if you can't catch it, then escort the group of people from the Mercy Immortal Sect to the end point, and let the Spirit Clan Prince go to the Mercy Immortal Sect, where someone will naturally clean him up.

Mo Yun's little abacus clanged, and he directly ignored the attitude of the people of the Immortal Sect who were dissatisfied with him.

But just today, the Immortal Sect woke up another person on the road.

"This person is so strange, obviously his body has been exhausted to this extent, and there is no accident yet!"

"The smell of blood on this man's body is so heavy, what did he encounter!"

"What a handsome face, although I really want to save him, but I'm afraid that I will save the wrong person, and it will be terrible to save another rice worm!"

Looking at Mo Yun who leaned over, someone deliberately mocked.

Mo Yun didn't bother to care about these people, he looked at the person lying on the ground.

The man's clothes were tattered and stained with blood, his hair was messy, his face was stained, and he had a large wound on his wrist with some dried blood.

But the opposite of what he wore was the plump face like jade, and the smooth and white skin like marble.

This man...... It's Motoichi!

How did he end up here?

Mo Yun's eyes were like torches, but in the end, he shook his head.

"Ahem, several, life-saving grace, I am grateful, it's just ...... Can you change a few brothers, after all, men and women can't kiss!"

Under the feeding of several female disciples of the Mercy Immortal Sect, Yuan Yi barely opened his eyes.

His first instinct was to pull his clothes.

There was no way, his clothes were already in tatters, and the perfect muscle lines were even more exposed

And a few female disciples who had just rescued him, seeing Yuan Yi's muscles close at hand, they all took the opportunity to touch a few handfuls, a typical advantage.

And Yuan Yi woke up at this time and just caught them.

Several female disciples were thin-skinned, and they were all slightly shy and hid in the crowd.

Yuan Yi barely stood up, he was feeling the condition of his body.

Luckily, it's just a lot of blood loss.

In fact, Yuan Yi should also thank the Spirit Clan who wanted to take him away.

It was because of the other party's moment that he barely regained a trace of clarity.

Only then did he forcibly bleed and regain control of his body.

If I had to be kept under control, I don't know what would have happened.

"In the next ten thousand generations of Zong Yuanyi, I don't know ......"

Yuan Yi adapted to his body and just wanted to clasp his fists and salute, but before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Beigong Wei.

"Pity Immortal Sect Beigong Wei. From now on, you can only follow us, and you will not be able to regain your freedom until you return to the Wuhuang Realm!"

Beigong Wei's tone was unquestionable.

Yuan Yi seemed to understand, but nodded anyway.

"Who has a set of clothes and lends him a set?"

Beigong Wei turned around and asked.

Perhaps because of Yuan Yi's appearance and conversation, many people in the Mercy Immortal Sect are willing to lend their clothes.

At this moment, Mo Yun stood up:

"Use mine!"

didn't give everyone time to react, Mo Yun came to Yuan Yi's side in a flash.

His hand lightly rested on Motoichi's shoulder, his eyes slightly closed, wanting to probe Motoichi's condition.

Yuan Yi can also be regarded as his fellow countryman in the Yuan Spirit Realm, but ...... Every time he met Yuan Yi, Mo Yun had an indescribable strange feeling.

Problematic!

This time, Mo Yun couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore.

After a while, Mo Yun opened his eyes slightly.

His expression was a little stunned, nothing strange.

Are you thinking too much?