Chapter 51: The Sect Conference is approaching

When I returned to Yuqing Xiaozhu, it was already nightfall.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Mo saw Zhuo Zhen carrying a hot meal to the table, and a warmth suddenly hit him in his heart, he no longer felt the warmth of home.

"Zhuo Zhen, you won't stay in the kitchen all day, will you?" Lin Mo couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth as he looked at the delicious food on the table.

Zhuo Zhen took off his apron, put the dishes and chopsticks on and sat down, "How can it, these are home-cooked dishes, usually with the senior brothers in the inner door will make some side dishes to gather in their spare time, boss, don't dislike it." ā€

Lin Mo chuckled, took some dishes with chopsticks and tasted them, and found that they were so delicious, even top chefs may not have made such smooth and refreshing spicy meat slices.

"You kid, it's a pity not to go to the palace to be a chef. Lin Mo was full of praise for eating, and he almost never stopped.

Zhuo Zhen just watched, and wanted to pick up the vegetables several times, but retracted his hand, as if he was afraid of doing something wrong.

"What's the matter, you kid is polite to me, eat quickly, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it all." Lin Mo took a few bites of rice, and those dishes were stuffed into his mouth.

Zhuo Zhen thought for a long time, and finally put down his chopsticks, his face was embarrassed, "Boss, the sect conference is approaching, can I go to participate?" Boss, don't get me wrong, I just want to test my strength, and I don't have any special purpose. ā€

Zhuo Zhen was very nervous, afraid that Lin Mo would be angry with him because of this matter, so he hurriedly explained.

"Hi... If you can't get a place, I'll go to the Presbyterian Council to help you apply for one. Lin Mo continued to eat.

"Boss... I—" Zhuo Scar lowered his head.

"Shhhh I said how are you a mother-in-law, if you have something to say, let go of a fart quickly, don't be like a person who is about to die. ā€

"Boss, can I ......"

Before Zhuo Zhen's words were finished, Lin Mo slapped the table angrily.

"Yes, your uncle, you can do whatever you want, sir, I asked you to be my little brother to help beat people and carry bags, not to let you be a servant, let alone restrict your freedom, understand?"

Zhuo Zhen nodded in horror, Lin Weiqi's appearance was too terrifying, especially that kind of look, it felt like it could kill people.

"Boss, I want to participate in the sect conference, by the way, go to the Lei Sect to see my childhood friend, can you help me borrow a mount?"

"Yes, a man should look like a man, mount, come here for you. ā€

Lin Mo directly put the soul ring on his hand on the table, and Zhuo Zhen looked at the soul ring and his hands were trembling.

"I said that you are a big man, why are you either kneeling or crying, can you have a little backbone, just a soul ring, you boss and I have a lot, but then again, aren't you an orphan?

Lin Mo couldn't help but gossip, Zhuo Zhen lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

"Shhh...... Damn, don't be like this, I'm uncomfortable to watch. ā€

Lin Mo suddenly realized that it was a mistake to collect Zhuo traces, he was very ruthless when he was in the martial arts arena, how could he be like a girl at this point.

"Boss, then I will go to the Lei Sect tomorrow, as for the sect conference, it will take ten days, and I will come back on the eighth day. ā€

"Oh, it's okay, if you see someone, you can go directly to the scene on the tenth day, and I'll get everything ready.

"By the way, this meal is delicious, keep up the good work!"

Lin Mo patted Zhuo Zhen's shoulder, patted his bulging belly and returned to the room satisfied.

This night, Zhuo Ji had no intention of falling asleep, and his mind was full of the figure of the girl.

Early morning.

As soon as Lin Mo woke up from his sleep, he heard a sound of chirping, and he didn't have to guess to know that it was Zhuo Zhen who rode a griffin to Lei Zong.

"This silly boy ......"

Having been emotionally injured, Lin Mo looked at this aspect relatively lightly, and now he was thinking about cultivation, as for women, one day he would meet the right person.

After a simple freshening up, Lin Mo did not rush to cultivate, but felt that today's weather was good, suitable for a walk in the suburbs.

Because he was too close to Mu Yuzhu last time and was caught by Mu Zichen, Lin Mo didn't dare to be too public, so he could only carefully bypass the martial arts arena and leave through the back door.

Arrived at the outskirts of the Beastmaster Sect.

Lin Mo was the same as when he usually led the corps, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and walked forward with a swagger.

Now, his cultivation has successfully broken through from the Spirit Martial Realm to the middle stage of the Earth Martial Realm, and he has to thank Zhuo Jian for this, if it weren't for his Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, his cultivation would not have risen so fast.

"The weather is good, it's been a long time since I've been hunting in the wild. ā€

After handing over the management of the Purple Night Legion, Lin Mo hadn't hunted alone in the wild for three years, and when he thought of that period of fighting and killing with a knife and licking blood, the whole person felt his blood boiling.

At this time, several figures rushed in front of him, and there were more than thirty masked people chasing after him, and it seemed that there should be some contradiction.

However, the person who rushed to the front, Lin Mo recognized it, it was Beiqi.

", what are these guys doing? Why are they being chased and beaten? ā€

Lin Mo followed curiously, and saw that the more than thirty masked men drew their weapons and launched an attack mercilessly, almost killing them with one blow.

"Xiao Qi, hurry up to the Beast King Sect for help, it's up to us here. ā€

"But ......" Beiqi glanced back at the masked men, and touched the dagger at his waist with one hand, ready to fight back.

"Let's go!"

The twelve inner disciples of the Beast King Sect drew their long swords and blocked the way of the masked man, but the other party was numerous, and four people were injured just by looking at the face, and the remaining eight people were also slightly injured.

"Senior Brother Yang!" Bei Qi stood on a big tree, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Let's go!"

Although the disciples of the Beast King Sect were injured, they still did not compromise, but had a feeling of fighting to the death.

"Hmph! A group of scum also dares to spoil our good deeds, brothers, we will have a lot of money to spend after completing this order. ā€

The tall masked man led by him shouted behind him, and the masked men who were fighting seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and the speed of their shots became much faster.

"I wonder if you have any life to spend after taking this money?"

A magnetic, deep voice came from the woods, and the tall masked man quickly turned his head to look around, looking for the person who made the sound.

"Don't look for it, master, I use a thousand miles of transmission, and you are limited to leaving the realm of the Beast King Sect within ten breaths, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

The masked men who were fighting were just about to stop when they heard the shouts of the tall masked men.

"Put your mother's shit, have the courage to come out and touch Lao Tzu, don't hide like a shrunken turtle!"

"Brothers, kill me, I want to see who can save them today!"

With the words of the tall masked man, the masked man launched an attack even more unscrupulously, and the disciples of the Beastmaster Sect were still struggling to support it.

"Give shameless things, really dare not touch you?"

More than thirty golden rays shot out from different directions, hitting the masked men who were fighting in the thighs with unmistakable accuracy, causing them to fall from the trees in pain.