On the outskirts of the city, on a grassy hillside, an old man and a young girl stand opposite each other

"Huh? This fellow Taoist looks very familiar, huh? Have we seen it? Mo Ji stared at the old man in front of him for a long time, and finally held back a sentence.

"......" The old man was silent for a long time. After all, when he was still a hero in the valley, he took a fancy to it with his own eyes, and at this moment, the genius who heard that he was in trouble and came to the rescue immediately actually put on a look of not knowing him at this time, looking at her clear eyes, serious look, and bright and upright movements, it can be seen that she is not pretending to be, he is really sad.

"Under Fan Xianwen, the word Mingshan, the number Fan Mingdao." In the end, the old man held back the scars in his heart and opened his mouth, and responded in a calm tone. Maybe she didn't see her appearance clearly when she was in a hurry, but she knew the name as soon as she said it?

"This name is familiar to students......" Mo Ji bowed his head in thought. Fan Mingdao looked at Mo Ji with antiquity.

"Forget it, you don't look like someone who knows me, I should be mistaken." Mo Ji knocked for a moment and suddenly realized.

Fan Mingdao immediately felt a breath of blood surge, his breath was not smooth, the smell of blood appeared in his mouth, and the aura in his body also churned. But for the sake of face, I still try my best to hold back my internal injuries, and I comfort myself on the grounds that too much time has passed. After a while, he finally felt his body relax, and then he spoke: "It was the old Taoist who heard that Daoist friends were in trouble, and immediately rushed to help." It turned out that he wanted to use a trap to kill the demon king, but he didn't expect to be destroyed by a Taoist friend. This 10,000 taels of gold was given to the little apprentice by the old Daoist? With a wave of his sleeves, a mountain of gold was pressed down and folded on the grass to form a real pyramid.

"It turns out that you are a funny rescuer who moved from Cai? Cai is also so face-saving, he actually invited such a master. Wait, you just said - you took this 10,000 taels of gold? "Judging from the numerous but methodical aura flowing around Fan Mingdao, he is a master. However, Mo Ji suddenly thought of a very bad thing.

"Exactly." Fan Mingdao replied with a white beard.

Mo Ji was silent for a while, but he didn't know how to speak.

"What, what's the problem?" Fan Mingdao waited for Mo Ji's answer.

"Uh...... What shall I say...... On the gold, I coated a newly developed volatile, colorless and odorless neutral poison from Bai Simen, which is similar to water, and cannot be detected even if it is tested by immortal arts...... So—I'm afraid—" The words came to an abrupt end, Mo Ji was slightly flustered, a drop of cold sweat rolled down his head, and his words became a little slurred.

Setting a trap but accidentally injuring a friendly soldier is actually quite embarrassing in Mo Ji's opinion, and the atmosphere is quite awkward for a while, the aura of heaven and earth on the hillside has almost stopped flowing, and the hair and clothes of the two people have returned to the direction of gravity and are no longer affected by other external forces. The world stood still, and the air was stuffy.

"Ahem, but to prevent yourself or your allies from being recruited, I always have an antidote to this medicine here." In the end, Mo Ji, who couldn't stand the lack of breath and the heat equivalent to the summer sun, broke the strange atmosphere first, took out a small blue bottle and handed it over, and the wisps of spiritual energy began to flow slightly and slowly.

It took Fan Mingdao a moment to react, and the embarrassment of Mo Ji was frightened again.

"Uh-it turns out that there is an antidote, that's good, and the poor road is also relieved." Fan Mingdao took the small medicine bottle handed by Mo Ji and swallowed it all in one gulp.

"Senior, actually, that poison needs to be inhaled a lot to be effective. Moreover, the antidote is essentially developed with the poison itself as the main body. As the saying goes, medicine is three parts poison - and you're taking that much more, so—"

The aura froze again.

Mo Ji knocked and took out a small bottle again: "The original poison." Although it is said that it takes about the same dosage as the antidote to completely destroy the effect, I am afraid that two bottles will cause permanent damage to the body, even if it is an immortal. So, please open the bottle directly and detoxify it with the volatile liquid. With a little as an aid, it is natural to use immortal magic to heal itself. ”

Fan Minh Dao carefully opened the mouth of the bottle, fanned it with his hand, and then closed the bottle as usual. Hand it back to Mo Ji.

Mo Ji took the bottle and said casually: "Then may I ask the senior, can the Demon Venerable you designed to catch be released?" ”

Fan Mingdao was a little surprised, raised his head and said: "Of course the Demon Venerable who was finally caught can't be released, kill him, the Demon Realm Royal Family will be completely extinct, besides, he is still a genius that is rare in a thousand years, what's wrong?" Why release it? ”

"Nothing, but is it really good to keep him in a utility room with a defensive charm?"

"Of course, the spell set by Poor Dao himself, besides, there are still your good friends watching there, she also has a Mahayana period of perfect cultivation, and she also has a home advantage, no matter how you say it, she can also block the Demon Venerable in it." Pham Minh Dao people are full of confidence.

Mo Ji didn't refute it, and said in his heart: "Although she is also a perfect cultivator in the Mahayana period, she is actually an auxiliary hero...... Count on her to watch the Demon Venerable......"

Mo Ji sighed in his heart and walked towards the center of the International City.

——

Inside the small dark room.

"So you're going to rescue Yellow?" With a wave of his hand, the Savior pulled out a table and a chair from the corner: "Sit down." ”

Cai Yuanke smiled slightly, pulled out the stool and sat down: "Exactly." I wonder what you think, Lord Mozun? By the way, he conjured up a pot of tea and a set of tea utensils, and looked at the Demon Venerable while drinking tea.

"What conditions do you give?" The Savior Demon Venerable also leisurely brewed black tea.

"What conditions do we give?" Cai Yuanke repeated this sentence.

"Actually, you can't do anything with this defense device. Actually, my strength is not very strong, and you, at least from your point of view, are the perfect cultivation of the Mahayana period, and there is actually no pressure to start while I am sleeping defenseless, but you didn't do it. This shows that Xiao Huang's defense device technology is too high-end, and you can't crack it. So I'm not overly conditional, right? ”

Cai Yuanke was silent for a while, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, I'm still not good at negotiations, and it's difficult for me to gain the upper hand in negotiations if Mo Ji knocks that guy away." Say, what are you going to ask for? ”

"Let me out, and, you two, help me recover the Demon Realm." The Demon Venerable is dressed neatly, and he is in the right way.

Cai Yuanke's face sank: "I feel that my IQ is despised. ”

"It's not that I despise you. Let's put it this way, I planted a bomb inside her, and I can detonate it at any time, which means it's a lifetime contract. In exchange, I can take the bomb out, that is, change the life contract to a permanent job. ”