"You have to be cautious, and you have to be cautious to save your life. The life is gone, how can the revenge be avenged?" Mu Bai broke out in a cold sweat, and secretly sternly admonished himself, "Even if you do something as a sect elder, you must also act in a low-key manner, and Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind."

Since he received Qingmao's elder order and the large family he left behind, the next step is to go to Qingmao's mansion. The fine eight characters and the sweet potato boy led Mu Bai towards the Qingmao Mansion, while introducing the situation in the sect to him. Along the way, Mu Bai saw that there were countless disciples in this sect, all of them were handsome and amorous people, and even many of them were already the cultivation of third-level powerhouses, and they were not as unbearable as he thought.

Except, of course, for the mid-levels pavilion where the sect master was located.

"Can Mulan get acquainted with the sect master?"

"She knows the sect master, but the sect master doesn't necessarily remember her. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"The sect master is the supreme Dao Venerable, and he is cultivating the avenue of the three thousand royal maidens. In fact, it's not more than three thousand, and it's common not to remember this woman!"

"Then why is she in the Imperial Spirit City?"

"Elder Mu will naturally know in the future. That Imperial Spirit City is the cornucopia of my Imperial Spirit Sect. When the women in the sect were a little older, they were sent to the Imperial Spirit City, where they received guests from all over the world, earned soul crystals, and found fresh women for the sect master."

"I see, why does Elder Qingmao have hundreds of widows?"

"Oops, it's up and down. That is to say, our cultivation is low, basically every elder has a cultivation and respect, and naturally he has his own cave mansion and has a wife and concubine to serve. Pity me and other lower-level disciples, I can only see but can't touch them."

The fine eight characters said infinitely melancholy, and I didn't know what it was like in my heart, but I was thrown into the oil pot by a word from the sweet potato boy.

"With your small body, you can't bear it just by looking at it!"

"What? Idiots dare to laugh at me! Hello, look at you like a sweet potato spinning top, fat and short."

As soon as the thin eight characters said this, the sweet potato boy was not happy, and pulled his neck and shouted, "It's better than you!

Mu Bai was also puzzled, it was fine, but he didn't think that he would ask a widow hundreds of questions, which made the brothers almost want to start.

It's so embarrassing, the four seasons in the Imperial Spirit Sect are like spring, and there is no alternation of cold and summer, but Mu Bai has fine sweat on his forehead. I had to quickly loosen the white wolf fur coat, and the thin characters and sweet potato boys were fighting at this time with a red face and a thick neck.

The two of them shouted so loudly and as if they were about to make a move, which soon attracted many disciples from the sect to watch. It is precisely because the two of them have great personalities that the two of them are also very famous among the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and many people are willing to see their looks and jokes.

"You two don't just pay lip service. If it's a man, why don't you show everyone the real skills

And voila"

The fine eight characters and the sweet potato boy fought endlessly, but they didn't do anything, and some people were dissatisfied and took the lead in coaxing.

"I see, neither of them can take it out, they are not necessarily normal men. ”

"Haha"

"Top your mother, who do you say is not a normal man?" [@# ~#最快更新]

"I'll just say you're not a normal man, what's wrong?"

Just the hot little temper of the sweet potato boy, he was immediately angry. He has a good relationship with the fine eight characters, so he only speaks and does not move, and others can't mock him, so he immediately jumped and smashed his fist at the man's chin.

"Hey, I'll go, little sweet potato, you're jumping so high!"

The man was extremely agile, and with a shake of his body, he dodged the leap of the sweet potato boy, and then kicked the sweet potato boy with his long legs, kicking the ball and kicking it far away.

"Haha, it's funny, it's funny"

"Senior Brother Mo is so handsome!"

Mu Bai saw it clearly, this Senior Brother Mo had a chic posture, and deliberately opened up the soul mark of his right arm, and the second soul mark was almost substantial, obviously he had already stepped into the ranks of the third-level powerhouses in half a step, where would the sweet potato boy be his opponent.

"How about a little sweet potato, haha little spinning top? Say that you are not a normal man, do you accept it or not!"

"Not convinced!"

The sweet potato boy was furious, like a roasted red sweet potato steaming with anger, and shouted and threw himself at Senior Brother Namo.

"Then hit you until you serve!"

"Mo Dekun, you are rampant, our brothers are not afraid of you!"

The fine eight characters can't tolerate others bullying the sweet potato boy, and no matter how high or low that person's cultivation is, he immediately waved his sword and rushed forward.

It turns out that this Senior Brother Mo's name is Mo Dekun, and he is the best among the disciples of the generation of thin eight characters and sweet potato boys, not like thin eight characters and sweet potato boys who are well-known for their funny appearance and behavior, but are known as the pride of the sect with their absolute strength.

Mo Dekun saw that the thin eight characters also moved to pounce, but he was still unflustered, and at the same time, he slapped the thin eight characters on the chest with one palm and shook them out.

"Sweet potato, fit!"

The thin figure got up, staggering and unsteady.

"Beat him together!"

The sweet potato boy flew up and pounced on the thin eight characters, and immediately clamped the thin waist of the thin eight characters with his legs like a frog pounced, and the two of them swung their swords at the same time to pounce on Mo Dekun.

It turned out that the two of them were often ridiculed by the sect brothers because of their size, and they also suffered a lot when they fought, so the two of them figured out this set of combined attack routines, and then they used it with Mo Dekun.

Seeing the strange shape of the thin eight characters and sweet potato boys, everyone in the audience laughed. Mo Dekun felt the pressure, after all, he had to deal with the upper and lower attacks at the same time, and he felt extremely passive for a while.

"Senior Brother Mo, don't let this pair of strange things crush you!"

"Senior Brother Mo, be careful of your next path, that little sweet potato is jealous of your talent"

"Haha, he has it

For the sake of jealousy, see how I cut his thing off!"

"That's a defiled sword. ”

Mo Dekun saw that the combination of the two sweet potato boys was extremely difficult, and he didn't want to lose face in front of all the junior disciples, so he immediately launched a ruthless attack, swinging his sword like rain, blooming with green light, and like a green lotus swaying lake.

"Okay! Senior Brother's style of Blue Rain and Blue Lotus is very good, and he is worthy of being Elder Lin Chuan's personal disciple!"

Qinglian swayed, exploded one after another, turned into a blue fire, and immediately blew up the thin eight characters and sweet potato boy to the ground, suffering a lot of external injuries.

"Hmph, fight with me, it's impossible for the two of you in this life!"

Mo Dekun stepped on the face of the sweet potato boy, held the sword against the round waist of the sweet potato boy, and sneered on his face.

"Do you want me to cut it for him?"

"Cut!"

"Cut it!"

Many onlookers were afraid that there would be no excitement to watch, and they started shouting one after another.

"This Mo Mo disciple, why don't you give Mu a thin noodle, don't attack Brother Sweet Potato?"

(End of chapter)