The sun is scorching.

August in Koroku Island is extremely hot.

The inner city hall of Modo's manor was cool. Not because of the rainforest deep in the manor, but because the council hall is equipped with high-powered air conditioning. Living in the palace all year round, the Grand Master of the Mahogany did not reject modern technological products. The Modove Manor looks ancient, but in fact the modern Cheng dù is not low.

Mo Gu is still dressed in gorgeous traditional clothes with gold embroidered edges, and her short hair under her chin is neatly trimmed, and the whole person looks extremely energetic. After a few days of recuperation and pranayama, the Great Master is now at the peak of his body and mind.

Under the influence of the great power division, the atmosphere of the entire council hall was very high-spirited. The big head masters present were all full of energy and maintained a strong fighting spirit.

Yi Yu and Ji Qing Yarn are naturally exceptions.

Originally, in this council hall, Yi Yu sat in the first position on the left side of the chairman every time, which was very conspicuous and eye-catching. During the years when Mogu lived in the palace, most of the time the council was held, and the chairmanship was vacant, and Yiyu was the de facto chairman.

This time, Yi Yu sat in the back position, and his status was not even as good as Ji Qingsha. His face was ashen, and his head was bowed, not daring to look at anyone in the hall. Yi Xiao knows very well that his every qiē is over, and whether he can save his life depends on the will of heaven. As for the rest, it's better not to think about it, it's just a matter of getting hurt.

This is an extremely peculiar situation.

The entire council hall is full of local indigenous men with short stature and dark faces, Ji Qingsha is such a beautiful and outstanding, charming and enchanting figure, fair and tender Chinese woman. Mixed in it, if you want to match as much as you want, you will not match it.

It's just nondescript.

But the great master of the Modove commanded it. Who dares to ask?

Don't look at the great master's complexion, he seems to be in a good mood. But everyone understands what it's like to be betrayed by the person they trust the most. This is really the rhythm of death to provoke the great power teacher.

"Jiawen, how are you preparing?"

The great master of the modove turned his head to look at the garnified big descending master who was sitting in the first position on the left, his face was easy-going, and his voice was kind.

From this position arrangement, it seems that it can be seen that the great master of the Mogu has decided to let Kawen succeed Yiyu. He was later appointed as the High Priest of the "Unancient School".

Originally, in addition to Yiyu, Modove also had personal disciples. However, Gianni and Jiang Cheng, the two personal disciples who were not under the Yi Yu technique, were seriously injured a few days ago, and there was no way to recover in a short period of time. It is imminent for the great master to cultivate the "Heavenly Ghost Descent", and at this time, he can only choose to trust these important figures of the sect who are usually more estranged from Jiawen. Without certain benefits, Jiawen may not necessarily serve the great master wholeheartedly. At a critical juncture, as long as he slacks off a little, it will be a big trouble.

Now. There is nothing more attractive to the garment than the position of high priest.

Hearing Mo Jiu's question, Jiawen immediately owed his body, and said respectfully: "Report to Uncle Shi, everything is ready." This big array. It was presided over by me personally, and a total of 21 disciples participated. The three people who presided over the formation eye were all big head descenders. There are also two-headed spiritual pets raised by Uncle Shi himself. Also get involved. If that Huaxia man doesn't come, as long as he dares to come. It's definitely a self-defeating one. ”

Speaking of which. Jiawen's tone became agitated, and the afterglow of his eyes swept Ji Qingsha diagonally opposite, quite arrogant.

Mo Gu raised his hand and stroked his short white hair, and said in a deep voice: "Add lines, don't be careless." According to Miss Ji, Mr. Xiao is the strongest master of magic in Huaxia Kingdom, at least one of them. To deal with such a big master, we must be cautious, think about things more comprehensively, and try not to leave even the slightest loophole. ”

Jiawen said loudly: "Please rest assured, Uncle Shi, if this is the case, Huaxia Kingdom's technique is not more sophisticated than our Nanyang Head Lowering Technique." If such an arrangement can't deal with him alone, I don't need to be punished by my uncle, and I will commit suicide to apologize. ”

The night Xiao Fan broke into the manor, Jiawen was not there, he had not seen Xiao Fan's methods with his own eyes, and he had no knowledge of this Chinese magician, so he was not afraid.

As a big head descender, Jiawen has basically never failed in his life, and he is almost a winner in a hundred battles. This kind of super self-confidence gained in actual combat is by no means something that Ji Qingsha can be frightened by a few words.

Mogu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Good, very good." As long as you take this Huaxia person, the position of high priest is yours. ”

Although Kawen guessed that the modove meant this, the modove never said it himself. This time, he made a promise in public, and Jiawen couldn't help but be overjoyed, immediately stood up, bowed respectfully to Mo Jiu, and said respectfully: "Thank you, uncle, I will do my best." ”

"Good, good ......"

The dove shook his head and smiled.

His face was as dead as ashes.

In front of him, the master granted the position of high priest to Jiawen, which shows that in the master's mind, even if he is not a dead man, he is almost the same.

"Miss Ji, let me introduce you. This Jiawen is my nephew and the most outstanding master of our 'Bugu School'. After me, he is the master of the 'Immortal School'. ”

Mo Gu then looked at Ji Qingsha and said with a smile.

"Uncle Shi has won the award!"

Jiawen hurriedly owed his body again, but the proud look on his face became more and more obvious.

Ji Qingsha said indifferently: "Tattooed big head lowering master, fortunately." ”

Jiawen sneered, raised his head, and ignored it.

He understands very well that the reason why Mokū is so polite to Ji Qingsha is actually a typical "cat scratch mouse" game. In Mo Jiu's heart, he had already hated these Chinese people who were against him. It must be known that Xiao Fan broke into the Mogu Manor last time and severely injured the twelve yin ghosts, which greatly increased the risk of the Modove's cultivation of the "Heavenly Ghost Descent". In the heart of the dove, he hated to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.

Mo Jiu deliberately let Ji Qingsha hear their arrangement, which made her worry about Xiao Fan in her heart, and suffered a lot. The more the enemy suffered, the more happy the Modove.

In other words, Ji Qingsha is now just a "prop" to please Mogue. For such a "prop" that is certain to die, Jiawen is not in the mood to greet her politely. Besides, here, Mogu is the eternal protagonist, although he has promised himself the position of high priest in public, Gawen understands that he is still a supporting role.

At any time, the supporting role should not steal the limelight from the protagonist. Otherwise, such a supporting role will be hated by the protagonist sooner or later.

Mo Gu was very satisfied with the expression of Jiawen, and said to Ji Qingsha with a smile: "Miss Ji, Jiawen has laid a big trap, just waiting for Mr. Xiao to get in." Do you think that once he falls into this trap, how much hope does Mr. Xiao have for survival? ”

Ji Qingsha smiled, her smile was charming and bright, she looked at Mo Jiu, and said leisurely: "Great teacher, you asked the wrong question." You should ask, after Xiao Fan came, how many people would survive with the tattoos. ”

Jiawen's face suddenly sank, and he glared angrily at Ji Qingsha.

Ji Qingsha ignored the pattern and continued to say with a smile: "Master of the pattern, you should be glad that Xiao Fan is a benevolent person. As long as you don't anger him too much, I believe he will spare your life. ”

"Of course, if you want to save your life 100 percent, the best thing to do is to run before he arrives. The farther you run, the better, and it's best not to even look back. Otherwise, you'll really regret it. ”

Ji Qingsha's tone was more relaxed and comfortable, as if she was telling a fact, so it was a matter of course.

"Shut up!"

Jiawen was furious, stood up suddenly, his eyes were blazing with anger, and as soon as he raised his right hand, he was about to make a move on Ji Qingsha.

The great master of the modove laughed, raised his right hand, and pressed it down gently, and Jiawen only felt a huge force surging, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, so he sat down violently with this huge force, and couldn't help but change his color in shock.

In fact, Jiawen has never really learned the methods of the Great Master. When he was just a teenager and ignorant teenager, Mahuga was the high priest of the Luojia tribe, the head of the clan. Jiawen has just stepped into the head-lowering realm and began to learn the head-lowering technique, and Modove is already the great master of the whole country of Weizhen Danman, and Jiawen can only look up at the "first head-lowering master" high above. Fighting with Modove, that's unthinkable.

Therefore, like many other head-lowering masters of the "Bugu School", Jiawen is only blindly worshiping and revering the Modove, and he never knows how clever the methods of the great masters are.

This time, Jiawen can be regarded as having been taught.

Have no bottom!

Even if Jiawen is confident in himself, he will instantly understand that in front of the great master of Modo, he is as immature as a child, and he can't have any dissenting intentions at all. Otherwise, it will be easy for a great teacher to take his own life.

"Miss Ji, you are a very amazing woman who knows how to fight psychological warfare. Good, very good. As soon as Mo Gu raised his hand, he stopped the tattooing, smiled and said to Ji Qingsha: "A woman like you who is both wise and brave is still so beautiful, I have rarely seen it in my life." To tell you the truth, even our queen and several princesses, I think they are far from Miss Ji. It's a pity that I have just the right number of female pubic girls, and none of them are more than one. Otherwise, I really don't want to hurt you. ”

As he spoke, Mo Gu shook his head, and seemed to really feel sorry for Ji Qingsha.

"If I were thirty years younger, perhaps, I would marry you."

As soon as the words of the Great Master of Mogu came out, everyone's eyes widened.

I don't know for what reason, the great master never married in his life. Everyone speculated that the great master was too obsessed with the study of the head-lowering technique, so he had no intention of forming a family and raising children.

Now, he actually said such things in front of everyone, which shows how much he appreciates Ji Qingsha.

"Thank you, Great Master. That's one of the happiest things I've heard these days. ”

Ji Qingsha smiled and said generously, without the slightest fear. (To be continued......)