Although the main altar of the Black Dragon Sect has experienced a catastrophe and has long been looted by players who have come here, most of the main buildings are still stubbornly preserved. However, these remaining buildings were soon submerged in the wild vegetation, and as far as the eye could see, only some tall remnants of the eaves and broken walls faintly poked their heads out.

Mo Qianying followed behind the night owl, through the mottled shadows of the trees, and stepped up the stairs to the highest platform. It used to be the place where Mo Qianying and the Black Dragon Sect Leader fought a decisive battle, but I didn't expect to turn around and return to this place, but the purpose was completely different.

"I don't understand why the old man wants me to come with you." The night owl complained for the one hundred and eighty-sixth time, and it could be seen that he really didn't want to come with Mo Qianying.

"What can I do, I just want to get what I want, and who knows and take this task." Mo Qianying responded for the hundredth and eighty-sixth time, and it could be seen that he didn't want to act with this older bear child.

The two of them scolded each other all the way to the platform in front of the Black Dragon Sect Main Hall, and then saw a large circle of people waiting here for a long time, and they all looked over the moment they appeared.

Faced with these hostile eyes, Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker instinctively stopped, and pressed their hands on the dagger at their waists. However, the group apparently didn't take them seriously, just glanced at them and then withdrew their gaze and continued to chat with the people next to them.

Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker both breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time they also had a new understanding of this so-called gathering, at least none of the people who could come here were good stubble.

"Hey! You two! ”

A figure suddenly emerged from behind the two of them, accompanied by a voice like a broken gong. Mo Qianying and the night owl struck at the same time, and suddenly pulled out their daggers and turned around and slashed behind them. However, their attacks didn't work, as their blades were pinched in their hands at the same time.

"Where did you two imps come from?" The stocky old woman in front of her stared at them coldly, obviously not taking them seriously.

"Huh? It's you! The night owl was stunned, beads of sweat spilling down his forehead, and he looked at the short and fat old woman in front of him with shocked eyes.

"Oh, it turned out to be the stinky boy from Darkmoon Street, this one seems to have come with you!" The old woman let go of the dagger she was holding, then took out two pieces of paper from her bosom and placed them on the shoulders of Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker. The word Dark Moon was written on that piece of paper, and it could be seen that it was something similar to an identity card.

The old woman took care of this and left on her own, but the night owl remained frozen, her eyes full of fear.

"What happened? Is she amazing? Mo Qianying asked curiously.

The night owl raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from the corner of his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "She is the descendant of the Beidou Holy Fist, the legendary queen of the dark world who stepped on the seven stars, and the old man of my family has to call her a senior when he sees her." I didn't expect that even she would come over in person this time, and it seems that there may be any big moves next. ”

"What? What kind of fist does Beidou have? Mo Qianying raised her eyebrows, and for a moment thought she had misheard.

"The Holy Fist of the Big Dipper." Night Stalker reconfirmed to him with a serious face, "Legend has it that you can punch seventeen punches in two seconds, and if you are touched, you will explode and die. ”

"I always feel like you're dark or something......" Mo Qianying raised her hand and rubbed her temples to make sure what she had just heard was not a hallucination.

Perhaps out of awe of the descendant of the Beidou Holy Fist, the night owl, a bear child who was not afraid of heaven and earth, actually restrained himself, no longer put on that arrogant face, but turned back into the silent killer, followed Mo Qianying without saying a word, and walked towards the meeting place.

Among these people who arrived in advance, a considerable number of them were strong men with cross-faced faces, and a few players who were obscene and did not dare to reveal their identities at first glance. However, they all obviously knew Mo Qianying, and the moment he appeared, they all tacitly shrank back and secretly observed Mo Qianying's movements instead.

It wasn't the first time Mo Qianying had faced this situation, so she didn't pay attention to it after a few glances. The night owl also looked at the people around him with a serious face, but soon the pride in his eyes reappeared, and it could be seen that he had seen through the true strength of the people present and relieved from the nervousness just now.

There is no doubt that for the night stalker at this moment, the people present are all garbage, and he has seen a future of victory in these people, so his fluttering personality has the upper hand again.

However, others don't seem to think so, especially the two guys Mo Qianying and Night Stalker, compared to other strong men who are often two hundred pounds full of muscles, they really look a little thin and tender. So in the ill-intentioned smiles of this group of people, soon some people couldn't sit still and took the initiative to stand up and provoke them.

"I didn't expect the person who called us over to be quite caring! Knowing that the brothers were tired of the journey in order to hurry, they specially picked two handsome little brothers to come over to comfort us, but it's a pity! I'm not good at this, I don't know who of the brothers present likes men, come to the scene to demonstrate, and open the eyes of a few brothers. ”

A flirtatious voice sounded, and the night owl and Mo Qianying turned their heads to look over together, and saw that it was a strong man like an iron tower looking at them with a grin, his eyes full of contempt, as if telling them to do it if they were not convinced.

The night stalker paused, then slowly turned to face the strong man. Mo Qianying next to him also stopped when he saw this, and then clasped his hands and put on an expression of watching the play.

The strong man who was locked by the night stalker with his eyes still had a smile on his face, and he was not frightened by the night stalker's eyes, how could people like them live a life of licking blood with a knife every day, how could they be frightened by the little boy in their eyes with a single look. So the strong man responded, picked up the iron rod with the thick mouth of the bowl beside him, and stood up.

However, the moment he stood up, the night owl's eyes suddenly lit up with a cold light, and Sen Ran's killing intent exploded instantly.

Dahan took a step back, and then there was a clear sound of gold and stone.

The people present all fell silent, and those onlookers didn't see what happened at that moment at all, and their eyes withdrew from Mo Qianying and the two and fell on the strong man.

The strong man looked down at his chest, the thick iron rod had been broken in two, and it went straight through his chest, sticking out two sharp incisions on his back. It can be seen that the iron rod was first cut diagonally in two, and then stabbed through the big man's chest with a huge momentum.

Except for the footsteps of Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker, only the rustle of leaves plucked by the wind remained.