Mo is no more than Lin Ming, not before, still not now, and the gap between them is still widening as time passes.

The card that had restrained Lin Ming had been taken away by the Lone Lantern Daoist, and Mo Xie had now lost all the magic weapons that could win.

Therefore, he had to turn to the cultivators of the current world, because he had seen the seal on Zhou Xinyan's forehead, although the seal finally failed, but before it failed, it did block Lin Ming's means and seal Lin Ming's will.

Mo Xie believed that there must be many similar methods in the cultivation realm today.

In Jianye City, ordinary people have taken refuge in underground shelters, and what happens here next will not fall into the eyes of any outsiders.

Three hundred Seraphim surrounded the building where the secret stronghold of the Cultivation Alliance was located in Jianye City, and the wings behind them were constantly flapping, and the aura comparable to that of a Jindan Stage cultivator was undisguised.

In the stronghold, at the conference table made of mahogany, Mo Ye sat silently in front of a cup of tea and a large screen.

Wei was qualified to sit across from him, not even to be involved in the talks.

"Mo Evil Daoist, I've kept you waiting for a long time. ”

Before the tea in front of Mo Ye couldn't heat up at all, the screen lit up, and in the screen were the images of the four old men.

Mo Xie raised his eyes, and the four old men sat side by side, and the first one to speak was the one on the right in the middle.

"It's not too long. ”

Mo Xie pushed aside the untouched tea in front of him - he wanted to make a 'hands on his chest' action, but when he raised his hand, he remembered that he only had one hand left, and the action of pushing the tea away was just to resolve the embarrassment.

"Mo Evil Daoist, if you don't mind, how about I call you 'Little Mo'?"

This time it was the man on the left in the middle who spoke, and compared to the other old men, he was the richest (fat) one.

"No, of course I mind. ”

Mo Ye's face was expressionless, he had made a plan before he came, according to the inherent arrogance and arrogance of cultivators, it was not enough to let the other party do things for him to the greatest extent.

For example, now, before the topic is in-depth, you must not give the other party a close.

"You!"

The fat old man was choked by Mo Xie, he stretched out a hand as if he wanted to hit someone through the screen, but first of all, this fantasy could not be turned into reality, and secondly, the old man sitting on his right held him down.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. ”

It can be seen that this old man is the leader, and he has grasped an important piece of information at the beginning, which is good, not bad.

Mo Xie met the eyes of the old man in charge on the screen.

"I am willing to lead my angelic tribes to cooperate with the Xiuzhen Alliance, but there is one condition. ”

The words that had been told to Wei Wei were repeated by Mo Ye in a different way.

"On what terms?"

The old man in charge asked.

"Help me deal with someone. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

"Is it the one who controlled Zhou Xinyan's mind?"

The old man in charge said.

"Yes. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

Talking to someone who understands is saving effort, but behind this 'effort-saving' is another game between the two sides.

"Do you know who that is?"

The old man in charge continued.

"The man is ......"

Mo Xie told Lin Ming's situation again, and he deliberately concealed the fact that 'Lin Ming was a sub-personality created by him', only saying that the other party was a demon who came for him who now led the angel clan and crawled out of hell.

He could see the attitude of the cultivators towards the angels, and the eyes of those people on the angels were like looking at the giant pandas.

"Why should we help you?"

After listening to Mo Ye's narration, the old man asked lightly.

He looked at Mo Ye coldly, he and Mo Ye were at the same altitude on the screen, but at this moment, Mo Ye felt that the other party seemed to be looking down on him condescendingly.

Jokes, stunts on yourself across the screen?

Who to scare?

Mo Ye was not asked by the old man, but he did not answer the old man at the same time.

He was clear about one thing:

Even if he was completely wrong in his estimation of the value of angels in the eyes of cultivators, since he had so solemnly invited him into the venue and held this meeting for him, it meant that there must be something in him that the other party cared about, and it didn't really matter what that thing was.

So in the face of the old man's forced gaze, he went back very directly.

An eye for an eye, a very old routine.

The old man's eyes were indifferent, and Mo Ye's eyes were mocking.

The atmosphere is deadlocked, and the next person to break this stalemate will be the one who makes compromises, betrays, profits, and benefits.

Mo Ye didn't have time to fight this kind of protracted battle, not from the beginning.

After two days of wasted time in the 'Heavenly Realm', two days after his mind about the orphans' hiding place was read by Lin Ming, every second of delay in them became more dangerous.

Two days was already a limit, and Mo Xie was only confident that Lin Ming would not be able to find them within two days.

So Mo Xie put away the mockery in his eyes.

He was the first to speak up after the stalemate.

"Forget it, if you don't want to help, forget it, it's a pity that Zhou Xinyan, a good Yuanying monk, has been treated as a ghost or ghost. ”

Mo Xie pushed away the chair and stood up, slightly tidying up his shirt that had become loose due to the lack of an arm.

"Fifteen minutes wasted here was a mistake on my part, goodbye, guys. ”

He stepped out of his seat, and then pushed his chair under the table with great grace.

"Bypassing my guess, the Zhou family should have been removed from the 'big clan', right?"

Turning around, Mo Xie said the last sentence and walked away.

He's really gone, just crisp.

And in the screen behind him, the four old men were also very unified and did not say anything to each other.

There were no peacemakers in this meeting.

"Smack. ”

The screen went black.

Mo Xie walked out of the building, and Angel was the first to greet him.

"Lord Moxie!, how's it going?"

An Qi asked, and Wei Yan, who came out with Mo Ye, pricked up his ears.

Wei Yan didn't enter the conference room, and he honestly didn't eavesdrop.

Although he has the ambition to annex the territory under the jurisdiction of the Zhou family, which can be described as bold, he is not going to kill himself to break ground on the head of Tai Sui Ye to provoke the real boss of the cultivation realm and Mo Ye, the evil star.

So he didn't say a word when he accompanied Mo Ye all the way, and he behaved like a father-in-law who was more father-in-law.

"Not very good. ”

Mo Xie said four words.

"How's it going?"

Angel didn't understand, but Wei Wei did.

"It's like going to war. ”

In a word, Mo Ye exhaled all the qi in his lungs, and he used an accent on the word 'war', which resounded throughout the city. At the same time, a total of ten white rays shot out from him, nine of which met the magic weapon that Wei Ta had played with him as a target, and one shot through Wei Ta's lower abdomen, which very skillfully cut off Wei Ta's diaphragm and spine, making him incapacitated.

Damn!

Mo Xie only had one sentence in his heart: 'The city routine is deep, I want to go back to the countryside'.

The four old men on the screen don't play cards according to the routine at all, which he is convinced of;

He just didn't accept it: the realm of pretending to be forced for Mao was so high?

Without saying a word, I just watched you perform, and after the performance, I told you to leave automatically, what is this?

Come up and move yourself?

Mo Xie felt that his performance was a failure, so he was too lazy to perform.

So he's going to see how others perform.

"I'm all crippled! Remember! Don't kill anyone! I'll keep these people's lives useful!"

Mo Ye stepped on Wei Zhen, who had lost his ability to move, and this guy didn't have the slightest sense of shame for bullying, but roared arrogantly and loudly.

Since you can't lower your head, it's not low.