Liu Lin glanced at Li Zhongxian and said, "If only you could catch Mo Tian's little bastard, this Longmen diagram was painted by him in the first place!"

Li Zhongxian smiled, took the Longmen diagram from Liu Lin's hand, and explained in detail the "Torrent Bravery" and "Hundred Fish Pool" in it.

Liu Lin rolled his eyes at the beginning, disapproving.

But the more he came on, the more he listened.

He has been studying these two mysteries for a long time. As soon as I listened to Li Zhongxian's explanation, I felt very reasonable, and I felt that I was suddenly opened.

It's just that the next moment, a hellish coolness rises from Liu Lin's back for no reason!

How can Li Zhongxian solve the Dragon Gate diagram?

Those who understand this Longmen Diagram cultivation method, there are only two people in the world, Feng Chuanlin and Mo Tian!

"Who the hell are you?" Liu Lin asked sharply with a pale face.

Li Zhongxian smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Didn't you just say that you were going to arrest me and solve the Dragon Gate Diagram for you?

Li Zhongxian said as he touched his mask from his face.

A delicate and handsome face appeared in Liu Lin's sharply dilated pupils.

This familiar face, not Mo Tian, who is it?

"Come ......" Liu Lin only said the first word, and the second word was stuck in his throat and could no longer be spoken.

Because Mo Tian's sword was already in his throat!

"Do you know who Mo hates the most in his life?" Mo Tian's eyes, like the eyes of death, stared at Liu Lin and asked word by word.

Liu Lin was already so frightened that his face was like earth, and his soul was full of death! He looked at Mo Tian's eyes as if he was looking at death!

"What Mo hates the most in his life is the traitor scum who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor! The traitor must die!" As these cold words fell, the spirit sword magic light in Mo Tian's hand surged. Liu Lin's head had fallen to the ground.

"Liu Lin has been ambushed. Heartless, trust me, you'll have such a day!"

Mo Tian clenched his fists and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Killing Liu Lin, Mo Tian took out the prescription of the Nine Spirits Quenching Body Fluid from his corpse, as well as the Longmen diagram that fell on the ground, and took them away.

He will take back what belongs to him.

After doing all this, Mo Tian threw the bloodstained clothes on his body on the ground, then changed into clean clothes, put on a mask, and walked calmly outside the Li Mansion.

Before going out, Mo Tian also said hello to Li Shixi and asked him to go see Liu Lin.

Mo Tian told Li Shixi that Liu Lin's head was not very comfortable.

When Li Shixi came to Liu Lin's room and saw the blood in that place, he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning and hit his head.

Liu Lin is not uncomfortable in his head, but his head has moved!

Someone actually killed Liu Lin under his nose!

Li Shixi's fists were clenched fiercely, and the knuckles of the pinched bones creaked.

The crazy True Qi surged around his body, gradually condensing into a sharp True Qi Xuan Soldier.

With Li Shixi's roar, the True Qi Xuanjian roared out, directly razing the entire room to the ground!

As soon as Liu Lin died, his Li family undoubtedly broke an arm!

"Who the hell did it? I'll tear you up!" Li Shixi's hysterical roar soon attracted the servants and maids in the area.

These servants and maids saw Li Shixi's eyes red, looking crazy, and they didn't dare to approach for a while.

"Who came to Master Liu's room just now?" Li Shixi glared at a servant and shouted.

The servant fell to his knees with a puff, trembling all over, and stammered, "From... From last night to now, only... Only big... The eldest young master has been here alone. Only... That's what it just happened!"

Li Shixi was stunned, but he forgot about Li Zhongxian. In his subconscious, Li Zhongxian would never have killed Liu Lin, unless he had lost his mind!

"No, that person is not Zhongxian!" Li Shixi finally remembered now why he felt a little awkward when he saw Li Zhongxian for the first time just now.

"That person's words and deeds, although he tried his best to imitate Zhongxian, there was always something unnatural!" Li Shixi muttered to himself, as a martial artist in the Xuanwu Realm, his own observation and perception were naturally extremely strong.

Li Shixi's face was ugly, and he hurriedly walked outside. As soon as Liu Lin died, the impact on the Li family was very great. This matter must be known to the head of the family, Li Budong, immediately.

At the same time, the news of Liu Lin's assassination also spread in Tianyong City.

In the underground auction hall, the new owner was killed, and for a while, the crowd was talking.

Back at the Mo family, Mo Tian did not celebrate the big order he had just done. There are still a little more than ten days to go before his big auction, and there are still too many things to do.

This auction must be successful and beautiful. He wants to take advantage of this grand auction to make the name of the first auction house an instant hit, and it will resound in more than 100 cities around Tianyong City!

Time is in a hurry, then use excellent technology to make up for everything.

Mo Tian did not return to Yixin's small residence, but came directly to the residence of his second uncle Mo Zheng.

Those matters related to the purchase of materials are specifically handled by Mo Zheng.

Coming to the gate of Mo Zheng's residence, where the gate opened, a little fat man was dancing a sword in the courtyard.

Seeing Mo Tian come in, the little fat man hurriedly put away his sword, trotted over and smiled at Mo Tian: "Third brother is good!"

This little fat man, named Mo Sanfat, is the only son of Mo Tian's second uncle Mo Zheng. Among the younger generations of the Mo family, Mo Tian ranked third, while Mo Sanfat ranked fourth.

Mo Tian saw Mo Sanpang holding a sword in his hand, and couldn't help laughing: "Sanpang, I remember that you made an iron rod with Qi Mei, how did you change it to a sword!"

Mo Sanpang's face flushed slightly, and he said: "That day, the annual meeting was big, and I saw the third brother making a sword, which was very majestic. I was very envious in my heart, so I abandoned the iron rod and used the long sword instead!"

Mo Tian couldn't help but take the long sword from Mo Sanpang's hand, and found that although this sword was not a spiritual weapon, it was the same as his own spiritual sword in terms of sword shape and size.

It is conceivable that this sword must have been specially created by Mo Sanpang according to the size of Mo Tian's spirit sword.

Mo Sanpang saw Mo Tian laughing, and his face couldn't help but turn red again. Although he imitated Mo Tian's sword, he created an identical sword. But Mo Tian's amazing swordsmanship, he couldn't imitate it in the slightest.

"San Fat, do you like swords very much?" Mo Tian suddenly looked at the little fat man seriously and asked.

Mo Sanfat's talent is not bad, coupled with his mellow character, Mo Tian plans to spend some effort to cultivate him well.

After all, sooner or later, he will leave his family and go to the outside world. The Mo family needs a young strong man to support this family.

"The third brother chooses to use a sword, the sword must be the most powerful weapon!" Mo Sanpang nodded, and his small eyes revealed a look of persistence.

Mo Tian looked at this blind admirer and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"My sword is a second-grade spiritual weapon, give it to you!" Mo Tian smiled, took out his sword from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Mo Sanfat.