"Horseshoe Land, Four People ......"

Mo Junrong muttered to himself, rummaging through the roster by terrain.

Soon, he turned to the page of the horseshoe land.

There is a long list of names on the page, and it is a procession of disciples from various sects and sects, ranging in number from two to ten.

These teams were selected by the elders of the three major sects, and Mo Junrong could only choose among these teams, and could not have other ideas.

He looked at the list and said in a loud voice, "Let the team numbered Lion XVIII go to the Horseshoe Lands."

It will take two days and six hours to get to the horseshoe land, so let them set out this evening. ”

Immediately, a cultivator around the hall recorded the members of the team numbered Lion Eighteen, wrote an envelope and handed it to the people waiting outside the door.

At the same time, another cultivator took a jade tablet engraved with the eighteenth number of the male lion and placed it on the map in the center of the hall.

The map shows the location of the Horseshoe Plain, and a red light immediately lights up.

The point of light merged with the phantom shadow of Zedi, symbolizing that there were already demonic righteous qi disciples in that area.

Mo Junrong glanced at the huge table like a ring, and in the phantom shadow of the Cloud Sleeve Continent, red points of light flickered like stars.

He snorted coldly in his heart: "Hmph, these old guys really don't give me face."

Let me be a demon destroyer, but I don't give any power, do you want to be a puppet on the stage?

Now the entire Cloud Sleeve Continent is in front of my eyes, and all the cultivators in the world are under the command of the Demon Punishment Palace.

You old guys wait, I, Mo Junrong, will never be a chess piece, but will only become a chess player. ”

Scanning the sand table map again, Mo Junrong asked loudly: "Is there any area where personnel need to be replaced, have they all been arranged?"

A moment later, the sound of an answer was heard on the edge of the storage shelf.

"It's arranged. ”

"There are no teams in the area I am responsible for that need to be replaced. ”

"Neither does my area. ”

"My side has been replaced, and it has been arranged. ”

Hearing everyone's answer, Mo Junrong snapped and closed the booklet, bent down and bowed around.

"Thank you for your hard work, this is the end of today's affairs in the Demon Palace, and Mo Junrong is here to thank you.

After a tiring day, let's go back and rest as soon as possible, and we will continue tomorrow. ”

The cultivators in the hall returned the salute to Mo Junrong, then tidied up the storage shelves under their jurisdiction, stretched their waists and left the Demon Punishment Hall one after another.

For the sake of fairness, these cultivators come from different sects, and they rotate one batch every two months.

In this way, the three major sects showed their justice and fairness to the cultivators of the world, and promised not to let the cultivators of any sect die.

These selected disciples of each sect will temporarily live in the Wenjian Sect and cooperate with the Demon Punishment Envoy to participate in the affairs of the Demon Sect's righteousness.

In less than two incense sticks, everyone was gone, Mo Junrong put away the roster on the table, and managed the windows by the hall one by one.

Finally, he walked to the gate and took the brass lock to lock the door.

"These old guys don't have a single disciple for me, and they don't even have anyone to call them, and they have to do it themselves when they close the doors and windows. ”

Just as he was muttering and complaining, a crisp voice came from ahead.

"Senior Brother Mo, Senior Brother Mo, I'm coming to see you again!"

A heroic girl ran from the mountain path with a brisk step, shouting and shaking her arms to say hello.

This person is Mo Feng'er, and like Mo Junrong, he is the apprentice of Elder Slashing Wind.

She admires Mo Junrong very much, and she will come to see it whenever she has time to enhance her relationship with her senior brother.

Mo Junrong could see that Mo Feng'er should like herself.

Therefore, he has been using this feeling to drive Mo Feng'er to do something beneficial to himself.

Seeing that Mo Feng'er came to find him again, Mo Junrong's cheek muscles twitched, and he quickly showed a bright smile.

"Senior sister, why are you here, didn't the master assign sword practice?"

Mo Feng'er ran sideways into the Demon Punishment Palace, walked around it with a smile, and replied, "It's done early!"

Senior brother, you don't know, I'm also a genius disciple, how can the homework assigned by the master be difficult for me!"

Saying that, Mo Feng'er walked to the side of the sand table map, leaned over to observe the phantom of the mountains, and after seeing that the red dots had spread all over the entire Cloud Sleeve Continent, she couldn't help but sigh at the strength of the demonic righteousness.

"Senior brother, you are really powerful, you can command so many sect disciples, and your appeal is stronger than that of the sect master. ”

Mo Junrong waved his hand and said modestly: "Don't laugh at your senior brother, without the support of the three major sects behind me, how can I mobilize the disciples of other sects."

Besides, if you look at this Demon Punishment Palace, the disciples of other sects are just going through the motions, and I still have to do the chores myself. ”

Hearing Mo Junrong complain, Mo Feng'er's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, her small mouth pursed, and she was indignant for her senior brother.

"Senior brother is right, the sect master asked you to be a demon envoy, but he didn't send a single disciple.

It is too much to want the horses to run and not to eat grass. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Feng'er suddenly straightened up, walked slowly to Mo Junrong's side, and leaned on him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Senior brother, the sect doesn't arrange people for you, don't you still have me. I can help you. ”

Mo Junrong muttered in her heart: "What medicine did this stinky girl take today, how could she be so active, did some senior sisters in the sect teach her." ”

However, Mo Junrong didn't care, Mo Feng'er had been holding the chess piece in his hand for so long, and it was time to show his value.

And to show value, you have to make Mo Fenger more obedient, so you have to respond to Mo Fenger's feelings.

He slowly raised his hand, gently held Mo Feng'er's shoulder, and said softly, "Feng'er, you are still the best for me."

In fact, I have remembered everything you have done over the years.

But I'm now called the Demon Destroyer, but I'm actually just an empty shelf, and I really can't repay your kindness. ”

Mo Feng'er's eyes sparkled, and she raised her index finger to press Mo Junrong's lips: "Shh, senior brother is not allowed to blame himself like this."

As long as you are willing to be with Feng'er, everything is worth it. ”

In the sky, only one-third of the blue canopy of the boundless heavenly river remained.

For the Cloud Sleeve Continent, the change of day and night has not been affected, and people can finally know when it is day and when it is night.

As the evening sun sets into the mountains, the earth begins to darken.

Mo Junrong and Mo Feng'er were in the Demon Palace, accompanied them for a whole afternoon, and finally sent Mo Feng'er out.

There was a hint of redness on Mo Feng'er's fair skin, and she sorted out her clothes and left in a hurry, not even daring to look back at the senior brother who sent her out.

Mo Junrong looked at Mo Feng'er's distant back, stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth.

Secretly said: "This girl tastes good, she is worthy of being a master of swordsmanship who has achieved cultivation, and she is strong enough."

It's a pity, it's a pity, you're only useful for that......"

As night fell, the door of the Demon Punishment Hall was locked, but there was still a window that was not closed.

There was a faint light in the main hall, which was reflected on the window cloth, and it was obvious that there were still people left behind.