The two of them approached the firelit window and found a hidden door next to it, Mo Qianying and Zuo Qiuyun glanced at each other, and then reached out to push the door open.

It's a thatched hut thatched thatched thatched thatched that is unusually rudimentary, as if it was just randomly generated by the system to fill the scene. However, at odds with this humble scene was an old man sitting on the Taishi's chair. He was dressed in gorgeous silk and satin, and he wore several layers of rings on each of his ten fingers.

"Sit."

The deep voice rang out from the old man's side, but he didn't see his lips moving. The two hesitated slightly, but finally sat down obediently on the stool next to them.

"I know what you're doing!"

The old man's voice sounded slowly.

"A month ago, I went to the Kunlun Sword Sect on the night and brought a lot of good things with me, I guessed that you people would come to the door sooner or later, but I didn't expect that the people sent by the Kunlun Sword Sect only had this ability. Back then, the Seven Swords Sword Master was invincible in the north of the desert, but it was also withered like this in your generation, so it's no wonder that the night owl kid was able to retreat with his whole body. ”

The old man's words were quite ugly, even if he still had that low voice with no tone fluctuations throughout the whole process, it still made Zuo Qiuyun feel nameless. But he could only stare dryly, after all, this ghost place was full of danger, and no one knew what the result would be if it suddenly broke out.

However, Mo Qianying chuckled calmly, and then replied: "When those predecessors were invincible in the world, their opponents didn't have the current strength, right?" We don't look like that right now, because our opponents are you! ”

"Humph! You kid can speak well, but it's a pity that it's only this little clever. ”

The old man's gaze suddenly fell on Mo Qianying.

"The Tang Sect is such a messy sect, the only thing I admire there is the previous master Tang Tianhao, but unfortunately he died too early, so I didn't even have a chance to seek revenge on him. It's just that you're okay kid, and you got the ring with shit luck, which makes me a little jealous of you. ”

Mo Qianying didn't expect him to say such a call, and Zuo Qiuyun next to him secretly snickered and patted him on the shoulder to show sympathy.

Mo Qianying didn't care about being despised by this old man, what he cared about was the information mentioned in the old man's words. According to him, he seems to have some kind of grudge against Tang Tianhao, the late master of the Tang Sect, and he also knows about the Olga Ring, if this is the case, the person who thought that the person who attacked the Blood Lock Dragon City earlier was really sent by him.

"Since the old gentleman knows our intentions, I don't know if we can make it convenient, anyway, you brought these things here just to ask for money." Mo Qianying patiently said to him, "Those things are useless in the hands of the seniors, it is better to pay a good price, so that the juniors can also have an explanation for the master." ”

The old man laughed dryly in a deep voice, and then said faintly: "That kid from the Kunlun Sword Sect can go out first, the night owl is already waiting outside, you take something and let me go directly!" Someone will take you away, but once you're gone, don't be on Darkmoon Street again, this is not the place you should be. ”

Zuo Qiuyun first showed a hint of joy when he heard this, but soon realized that the old man didn't seem to mention Mo Qianying, so he looked over with some concern. Mo Qianying shook her head at him and motioned for him to leave first, seemingly knowing that she couldn't leave for the time being. Zuo Qiuyun sighed helplessly, arched his hand to him as a farewell, and then pushed the door and left the thatched house.

So the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and the footsteps of Zuo Qiuyun outside faded away, until no more movement could be heard, Mo Qianying reacted, and turned his head to look at the old man lying on the Taishi's chair.

The old man stared at him coldly, but did not speak. After a while, the night owl also pushed the door and walked in, found a place in the corner of the wall to lean, and looked at Mo Qianying silently with his hands in front of his chest.

The atmosphere in the thatched hut became more and more eerie, and Mo Qianying began to be a little unable to sit still, and the surrounding scene became a little distorted under the dim light, as if it would fall into darkness in the next second.

"When I was in the prime of life, I took advantage of the confusion at night to break into the Tang Gate alone, and I originally planned to explore the legendary Tang Gate Forbidden Land."

The old man suddenly broke the silence, and the lazy light in his eyes sharpened.

"It's a pity that when I first walked to the martial arts arena, I found Tang Tianhao waiting for me there. I thought that with my ability, he couldn't help me at all, after all, I had also secretly learned the secret weapon kung fu of the Tang Sect, and it was no problem to deal with it. ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly sneered.

"When I think about it now, I was really stupid at the time, and if I wasn't too arrogant, I wouldn't have ended up half crippled now. I was deprived of my feet and hands, and my throat was cut. If it weren't for my master arriving in time to rescue me, I'm afraid there would be one more dry bone under the Tang Sect martial arts arena now. ”

The old man's words were very cold, falling on Mo Qianying's ears, but he felt inexplicably angry, he seemed to see the arrogant figure of Tang Tianhao, the head of the previous generation at that time, but when he thought of his final fate, he inevitably sighed a little.

"Boy, you are still alive now, it is entirely me who gave the dead Tang Tianhao a little thin noodles, otherwise you would have died when you stepped into Dark Moon Street."

The old man's eyes were staring straight at him.

"So in order to repay me for sparing you from death, should you do something for me?"

Mo Qianying was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Senior, if you want to find someone to help, you can say it directly!" As for what you said about letting me go, I think this statement is biased, after all, with the ring on my hand, I can do it at any time if I want to leave. ”

"Humph! The imp has learned to bargain. ”

The old man said disapprovingly.

"Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain, the brooch that the night owl got from that idiot should be your reward for taking this errand."

"So generous?" Mo Qianying was also a little surprised, "But senior, you can offer such a high price, I'm afraid what you want me to do is not easy at all!" ”

"Nonsense." The night owl next to him expressed his contempt straightforwardly, but before he could continue, he was frightened back by the old man's lightning gaze.

"Treat me well when I didn't let you speak."

The old man's attitude towards the night stalker was very bad, but it was very strange that the night stalker was not dissatisfied, but became more and more afraid of him. Seeing that the night owl was no longer silent, the old man looked at Mo Qianying again and continued.

"See the envelope on the table? Go over and take it, then open it, and that's what you're going to do. ”

Mo Qianying followed his gaze and found that there was indeed a simple wooden table next to the corner of the wall where the night owl was leaning. He raised an eyebrow, but walked over anyway and opened the envelope on the table. He opened the envelope, and then looked at the paper inside by the light, and there was only one line of words written in cinnabar:

"Blood and slaughter for the better world."