Mo Yifan's cry of "Deputy Sect Master Qi" made Qi Leiwei feel blocked, as if he accidentally swallowed a bowl of flies, and he was disgusted from his mouth to his heart.

I think that the two of them have known each other for a lot of years, and there was a period of time when they were dependent on each other, but is it really unfamiliar to this point now?

With his hands on the bar, Qi Lei raised his eyebrows and said sharply: "Mo Yifan, what do you mean by this?

Resuming his sitting posture facing the window, Mo Yifan shook his head, and said in a cold tone: "What else can I do?"

"That's the result of my own efforts!" Qi Lei said in a loud voice, "Why are you sneering!"

"I know it!" Mo Yifan sneered and said, "It's just that I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have won the trust of your brother, I am very pleased, it's too late to be happy for you, how can you be cynical!"

"Mo Yifan, I found that you have become so much nonsense this time!" Qi Lei really heard it harshly and retorted.

"Oh!" Compared to his excitement, Mo Yifan was much calmer, and whispered, "Did I say something wrong? You deserve the title of this deputy sect master now, don't you? I admire you from the bottom of my heart, I hope you can become stronger, Deputy Sect Master Qi, this new makeup of yours is also very beautiful, Vice Sect Master Qi ......"

Qi Deputy Sect Master!Qi Vice Sect Master!Qi Vice Sect Master!! Qi Vice Sect Master!!!

Every time these four words came out of Mo Yifan's mouth, it seemed to explode a muffled thunder in Qi Lei's ears, making his anger rush to the peak little by little.

"Mo Yifan, you make it clear to Lao Tzu!"

If it weren't for the rules in the Xuan Court, I was afraid that he would definitely attack the past with a spell at this time.

"What else does Deputy Sect Master Qi have any advice?" Mo Yifan didn't answer, and asked lightly.

"You shout again, try it!"

Qi Lei's voice was a few points higher, almost worse.

"If it's okay, Deputy Sect Master Qi, please go back!" Mo Yifan snorted coldly and said.

"You give Lao Tzu out, Lao Tzu will chop you into eight pieces!"

Ignoring the rules of the Xuan Court, Qi Lei turned his hand and turned his wrist to conjure up the Soul Separation Sword, and the whole person was full of murderous energy.

Glancing at him sideways, Mo Yifan let out a long sigh of relief and called in a deep voice: "Qi Lei-"

"Lao Tzu-" Qi Lei didn't expect him to suddenly change his attitude, he was choked for a moment, and then suppressed his anger and said, "What?"

After being silent for a while, Mo Yifan asked, "I, will I die, right?" I mean, I will definitely be executed!"

Withdrawing the Soul Separation Sword, Qi Lei grinned at the corner of his mouth and showed a rather gloating smile, as if happily said: "That's nature, you not only want to die, but you also have to die immediately, and you will be executed tomorrow afternoon!"

Mo Yifan, who already knew it in his heart, after hearing him say this, Mo Yifan's previous feeling of being scared disappeared in an instant.

It seems that sentient beings are always like this, and there is nothing more terrible than death than waiting for the day of death.

"Oh, that's reasonable!" Mo Yifan lowered his head and sighed faintly.

With that, he fell silent again, looked up again at the only high window in the cell, closed his eyes and raised his eyes to the only warm ray of sunlight in the darkness and coldness, and returned to silence.

Looking at his half-dead appearance, Qi Lei endured the laughter for a long time and finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud with a "poof".

"Hahahahahaha-" he laughed and stooped over the bar, and said in a trembling voice, "Hey, you don't really believe it, do you?"

Opening his eyes and turning his head, Mo Yifan helplessly held his forehead and said, "Otherwise?"

"You're still so boring!" Qi Lei suppressed his laughter and sat cross-legged outside the prison door, his elbows on his knees, his hands folded on his chin, and said in a serious tone, "Early this morning, the sect master went to Wuji Pavilion to restore his life, I guess he will beg for you to atone for you!"

"Will it?" Mo Yifan said in a low voice.

"That's natural!" Qi Lei saw that he didn't believe it, and hurriedly said, "No matter what, he is your brother, and he will never sit idly by while you die!"

Lowering his head and smiling bitterly, Mo Yifan shook his head lightly, and said in a low voice: "You are wrong, Qi Lei, my brother will definitely not intercede for me, and he may even ask for me to be executed." ”

"I don't understand!" Hearing this, Qi Lei's hand holding his chin instantly grabbed the bar, and asked anxiously and puzzledly, "He is obviously -"

"No-" Mo Yifan interrupted him and said, "Since my brother found me back to the Mo family, he has never treated me as a brother!"

Thinking of this, a deep sadness poured into his heart, and the tall and majestic back of his brother Mo Yichen unconsciously appeared in front of his eyes.

In fact, Mo Yifan loves his brother very much, and he is full of reverence in gratitude. After all, if it weren't for the fact that my brother didn't give up and kept looking for himself, I was afraid that he was still wandering until now, and maybe one day he would be dead on the streets.

However, sometimes, Mo Yifan will occasionally secretly complain about his brother in his heart, he is not as capable as him, and he has no intention of competing with him for the position of the head of the family, but he hopes that he can treat himself better, even if he says a few more words to himself, he will teach himself to be satisfied.

It's a pity that Mo Yichen doesn't like to talk, he has fewer words than Mo Yifan, and he is extremely strict, when Mo Yifan first started to cultivate, he was often tossed into a human form, and he was carried back to the room countless times without knowing it.

Therefore, since he was a child, he understood that even if he longed for his brother's care, he had to stay away from his brother for a long time, so as not to dislike his brother and provoke his brother's disgust.

"I can't figure out the two of you brothers!" Qi Lei saw that Mo Yifan didn't speak again, so he stood up and slapped his clothes while saying, "I advise you to eat and drink no matter what, lest the boss not sentence you to death, but you tossed yourself to death first!"

After that, seeing that Mo Yifan still didn't react, he pursed his lips and turned his head to leave.

Raising his hand to support the weightless but unusually warm sunshine, Mo Yifan whispered to himself to the person in his heart: "It is enough for me to die alone, you must live!"

Regardless of the "love and killing" of the two brothers of the Mo family for the time being, after all, the Xuanting side is quite quiet, and nothing major has happened, but the mortal side seems to be more lively.

Putting the purple clay pot in his hand on the bamboo table, Yun Qingyu stood up from the bamboo rocking chair, and then picked up his folding fan from the back of his neck and threw it away, shaking it gently, while slowly shaking it in front of the day dive.

Although this young man used his own medicinal wine, and also used his own Jinchuang medicine, he was a little surprised that he could recover so well, after all, Mo Yichen's shot was not light, and if he changed others, even if the Seven Stars were not in the evil position, and the chest sword was not injured in the internal organs, he would have died a long time ago if he changed others.

Except for a few less obvious scars on the back of his chest, everything returned to normal, as if he had never been injured, and this kind of recovery ability was not necessarily available to some cultivated sword immortals.

Therefore, Yun Qingyu has been thinking about the same question, and Mo Yifan often thinks about it-

Who the hell is this guy?

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze!" Seeing Yun Qingyu staring at him without speaking, he stepped forward and asked, "You asked Ah Ci to call me over, why are you silent now?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yun Qingyu continued a bag of cigarettes, lit it and smoked a few puffs, before spitting out the smoke ring and saying, "When Ah Ci comes, you can start practicing, what's the hurry?"

"You-"

Before he could say anything difficult, Ah Ci jumped down from which bamboo, grinned and bared his white teeth: "Boss, I'm here!"

"Hmm. ”

Dragged a tail cavity, Yun Qingyu continued to smoke, and before the day could react, the hand that was not holding the cigarette pouch suddenly closed the folding fan and poked it heavily on his forehead with the handle.

Tianqian only felt a heart-like pain from his eyebrows, and this pain also penetrated into his body, spread to his internal organs, and even reached his ten fingertips and ten toes, which suddenly made his full vitality disappear, and the whole person "plopped" and fell directly to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

I wanted to stand up on the ground, but I felt that my muscles were also sore, as if I had been soaked in the vinegar jar for three days and three nights.

"Do you feel weak?" squatting in front of him, holding his chin with a folding fan, Yun Qingyu asked with a smile.

"Some, indeed!" asked the day dive after moving his body slightly, and finding that although he was a little weak, he could still move freely, "What's going on?"

"Now you know that immortals are not so easy to do!" Yun Qingyu helped him stand up and continued to smile, "Do you not want to be an immortal a little bit?"

"I don't want to be an immortal!" "I didn't want to be an immortal!" he shook off his hand and said disdainfully, "I didn't want to before, I don't want to do it now, and I won't think about it in the future, it's just that the situation is forced by the situation now!"

After taking a few more puffs of cigarette, Yun Qingyu nodded as if affirming his attitude, and said, " Although the Seven Stars did not do anything to you, but, you cultivated the immortal body before because of the immortal bones and immortal power of the second son of the Mo family, and now that the immortal bones have been stripped away by the head of the Mo family, the immortal power that belongs to the second son of the Mo family will naturally disperse, and you are just a mortal with a half-immortal body, not even a little immortal power, you will feel tired because an immortal body without immortal power means that the soul is consumed, and over time, your body will become more and more sluggish, and finally become a walking corpse. ”

"What?" said in astonishment.