"Does he have a chance?"

……

At this time, Jing Yinyuan, who was participating in the selection, glanced at him coldly, clenched his fists, and was furious.

He grew up and has been seriously cultivated, until today, he has reached the cultivation qi and is known as a true evil genius, but Mo Ninghong, he clearly knows that the past few years of Mo Ninghong are all wastes in the early stage of cultivating Jingjing! How did you catch up with him in an instant? He refused to accept it!

"Must have taken some precious medicine!" Jing Yinyuan muttered to herself, her eyes full of disdain. He can tolerate that Moninghong is a madman, but he can't stand that others dare not mess with him.

You know, what is his gift now compared to Monings? When he was 15 years old, he woke up with an old fantasy, and when he was 5 years old, he did it! Terrorist! He was too proud to accept such a fact.

"Mo Ninghong, you're late, hurry up to the top of the mountain and let the old man check it." The old man in the black robe said, looking a little happy, as if he had seen a treasure.

Mo Ninghong immediately took a dashing step, kicked in the air, and rushed away in front of thousands of people...... Under the great attention of everyone, Mo Ning jumped in the air, stepped to the top of the mountain in an instant with a chic and swift attitude, and stood calmly in front of the representative's door, with a calm demeanor.

"Humph!" Zhao Yang immediately glanced at Mo Ninghong coldly, his face was not good after all, but this kid was blunt with him in it, and killed his apprentice of Haotianmen, this was a big fuss, how could he not put on an angry look.

The black-robed old man smiled, looked at Mo Ninghong, nodded, and sighed, "At this age, you can practice qi." "You're a real genius."

Beside him, a swarthy middle-aged man suddenly froze his voice and asked, "Boy, what you cultivate is all waste, aren't they all fake?" Have you been hiding your powers?

"Haha," Zhao Yang sneered and said, "Brother Li, you see that he is too tall, it is useless for him to cultivate anything, this is what we have personally verified, I think, he may have just gained a big opportunity." ”

They all stared at him at once, trying to see through him.

Mo Ninghong clenched his fists slightly, Zhao Yang was indeed insidious in the secret way, and this sentence undoubtedly pushed him to the edge of the cliff and let everyone beat him.

"Oh?" The black-robed old man was also very interested, staring intently at Mo Ninghong's eyes.

Then he had a dream. In a dream, an old man told me what to do. I had a flash of inspiration and regained my health.

This sentence is really ambiguous, people can't judge, but his eyes are clear, not like he is lying.

At this time, all the people suddenly had suspicions, and secretly guessed that Mo Ninghong was moved by someone's high quality, after all, dreaming, that is what illusory legends do.

Although they coveted Moninghong's income, they did not dare to act rashly, because if it became bad, I was afraid that it would lead to disaster.

The black-robed man immediately put down the topic and said with interest: "I heard that you used to forcibly kill Hao Tianmen's two major cultivation spiritual states with people who wasted people, will there be such a thing?"

Zhao Yang's face suddenly became ugly, and when he said this, he was undoubtedly facing his own Hao Tianmen, but he could only hold back his red face, but he had nothing to say, because the more he said, the more ashamed he became.

As soon as Mo Ninghong saw Zheng Da, he opened his mouth wide, glanced at Zhao Yang, and was about to speak but stopped, as if he didn't dare to speak.

The old man in the black robe said calmly, "Don't worry, today we are in the Ninth University, he Hao Tianmen can't be a big head, don't dare to touch you, if it's really not your fault, with your talent, you must Hao Tianmen Great Spirit, will not pursue, it is, Brother Yang Zhao!"

He deliberately glanced at Zhao Yang and smiled.

Zhao Yang couldn't help but have a very steady and embarrassed expression on his face, he had to open his mouth and said helplessly: "Okay."

"Well, young friend, you can be honest." Said the old man in black.

He said calmly, "They want to kill me first." I can't help it. I can't stand there and be killed. ”

"Humph!" Zhao Yang suddenly flashed Yi's gaze, glanced at Mo Ning, and said sarcastically with a slight meaning: "It's good that my Haotian's door has never been pressed, maybe you were at fault at the beginning."

Mo Ninghong suddenly sighed, spread his hands, looked helpless, and asked aggrievedly: "The elder can be wronged by this sentence, is Hao Tianmen all righteous apprentices?" Isn't there a fish or two mixed in there? Could it be that the younger generation does not even have the right to defend themselves, so they can only stretch their necks to die? If that's the case, the younger generation can only accept fate, but I'm right! That's right!"

"Shh Du Qiang looked at Mo Ninghong with big eyes, and said secretly: This kid is eloquent! Courage is commendable, this is a slap in the face! But Hao Tianmen must admit his words, otherwise he doesn't think that Hao Tianmen people will not make mistakes if they are saints? After that, the disciple made a mistake, wasn't it all punishment? After a sentence, he pointed to Hao Tianmen and said that if he opened the door, it would be unfair! Argumentative! Suddenly, the centurion looked at him enviously. If this son had been gifted, he would have become a great man sooner or later.

"You...... Zhao Yang glared, and he became angry, but the few eyes around him were projected on his face, he had to grit his teeth to restrain his anger, and immediately twisted his head to the side, unable to speak angrily.

"Haha, okay, it's not you who committed the crime, we all understand," the black-robed old man at the 100 Soldier Gate began to calmly encourage Mo Hongkong, and then asked: "I heard that two days ago, Hao Tianmen asked about the crime with great fanfare, and as a result, a mysterious old man in your mansion retreated with one word, is there such a thing?"

Zhao Yang was very angry when he heard this, and he was anxious to find a seam to drill a hole, after all, this was an operation led by him personally, so he was defeated, how could he not be ashamed? Jeer!

He suddenly said indifferently: "Yes, the old man is sitting now, you can ask him about the old man, the strength of the old man, I think!" I'm convinced!"

Zhao Yang had to raise Yu Yao a little so that he would not be ashamed of his failure, so he rushed over to take responsibility for Mo Ninghong.

"Oh?" The black-robed old man glanced at Yu Yao, who didn't know above his head, in fear, and then stared at Mo Ninghong's eyes and said, "Little friend, I don't know this senior, who is yours?"

Mo Hong Kong was immediately silent, thinking about how to answer, before coming, Yu Yaoming told him not to tell others about the relationship between the two of them, to satisfy an outsider who said that he didn't know, this was also to stimulate him, so that the nine major factions of the sect would not worry about him, so as to increase the conflict in the future.

So, Mo Ninghong thought for a while and replied seriously: "I don't know this senior. This senior is so strange and unpredictable. Last time, he literally slept on the roof of my house. I would never dare to cheat under the banner of the old people!"