"Any conditions?" Mo Wang looked at Jiang Xiaochun and said, "King Ao is really willing to spend blood." ”

And Long Sixteen said in an astonishing voice: "Lin Xiu, our prince has spoken, as long as you come to our Western Alliance, my position as an overseer in the future, it will be yours." ”

Hearing Long Sixteen's words, Mo Wang's eyes suddenly widened.

You must know that the overseers in the four armies are all the closest people to each prince.

There are many people who promise other positions, and those who directly promise the position of overseer, Mo Wang is still the first time to see it.

Even Mo Wang, at this time, he looked at Lin Xiu, this kid can resist such a temptation. Confuse?

Western Alliance Overseers.

A very tempting condition indeed.

If Lin Xiu was a person who pursued power, he didn't have to think about it at all, and just agreed.

It's just that Lin Xiu doesn't want to be an overseer, his ambition is very simple, rescue Yang Wenhao, and then break away from the Dao Alliance, that's all.

"The kindness of the two, I understand it in my heart, there is a sentence I have said before, I was criticized for running from the South League to the North League. I don't want to be called a slave. Lin Xiu's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

Lin Xiu's refusal almost without thinking made the three of them a little unexpected.

"Lin Xiu, don't be so anxious to refuse, if you change your mind in the future, there is still room for maneuver." Long Sixteen's eyes narrowed slightly.

Lin Xiu hugged his fists and said: "I have made up my mind, either I will not develop in the Dao League, or I will die in the Northern Alliance." ”

As soon as he said this, Mo Wang said directly: "The prince is still waiting in the house, the two of you, don't talk much." ”

After speaking, Mo Wang flew away directly, for fear that the two would rob him.

Lin Xiu is now a baby pimple in the eyes of several princes, if he is really robbed, he can't go back.

Looking at the distant figures of Mo Wang and Lin Xiu, Long Sixteen couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, a person with such ability, such wisdom, and a loyal heart, how can Liu Zhenbei's luck be so good and he has picked up a treasure." ”

Hearing Long Sixteen's words, Jiang Xiaochun said directly: "Why don't you want to think about Jiang Tao? How depressed was his heart? ”

Hearing this, Long Sixteen thought that this Lin Xiu was driven out of the Southern Alliance alive by Jiang Tao.

"I don't know if Nanwang has such deep concentration, will he be so angry that he vomits blood."

Jiang Xiaochun didn't speak again, and flew back directly to make a difference.

……

"Hey, I said you kid, aren't you interested in the position of the Western Alliance Overseer?"

On the way, Mo Wang's chatting general Chaolin Xiu asked.

Lin Xiu thought for a while and said, talking to a smart person like Mo Wang, he can't be too fake, otherwise he will definitely be able to see through it.

So Lin Xiu said half-truthfully: "What I just said is the truth, either I am not in the Dao Alliance, or I will always stay in the Northern Alliance, the position of the overseer?" Didn't the Northern Alliance? ”

"I'll just say, how can a person not have ambition." Mo Wang smiled.

In the eyes of Mo Wang and even Liu Zhenbei, it is not a bad thing for his subordinates to have ambitions.

Ambition may sound like a bad word, but in reality there is not much difference between ambition and self-motivation.

If Lin Xiu showed no ambition, it would make them suspicious.

At this moment, Mo Wang stopped suddenly.

Lin Xiu asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's murderous." Mo Wang's face was extremely solemn.

In the air not far away, a man in his thirties and forties walked slowly over with a sword emitting black light.

The man's face had a scar that ran through it, adding a fierce aura to his whole person.

It's like a walk, an understatement.

"Mo Wang, leave this Lin Xiu behind, you can get out." The man whispered.

Mo Wang stared at him and said, "Sikong Wenjie, who invited you here?" ”

"Sikong Wenjie?" Lin Xiu Mouran was stunned for a moment, this name is so familiar.

Wait, the sword in his hand.

The third Black Light Sword Saint on the killer list, Sikong Wenjie?

There are a lot of killers in the cultivation world, and those who can rank in the top ten of the killer list are all top masters.

Just like the person who assassinated Lin Xiu at the beginning, if it wasn't for Ma Dong's outstanding rescue, Lin Xiu would have died long ago.

Sikong Wenjie was able to be ranked third because he relied on his one-handed black light sword technique in the Ming Dao Realm, and it was difficult to have an opponent.

If it weren't for the fact that the first and second people on the killer list were all super strong existences in the Dao realm, I'm afraid Sikong Wenjie would be the first.

"Killer, keep it secret for your employer, do you think you can ask me about it?" Sikong Wenjie smiled contemptuously.

"This Lin Xiu, the prince attaches great importance to it, if something happens, you will no longer have a foothold in the cultivation world." Mo Wang said.

Sikong Wenjie smiled and said: "I don't know how many people I have killed in my life, and I have slaughtered a lot of people with status, if I was worried about retaliation, I would have put down the butcher knife a long time ago, do you think it is useful to tell me this?" ”

In fact, Sikong Wenjie is not alone, behind him is the evil way.

Therefore, Sikong Wenjie has had many enemies over the years, but no one dares to seek revenge from him.

Of course, for an important person like Mo Wang, Sikong Wenjie will not move.

Moving such a person really makes the king of the north crazy, and he has to think about the consequences.

But Lin Xiu was a monk of the Dao Realm, and if he killed him, he would kill him.

"Lin Xiu, wait a minute, I'll drag him down, and you run in other directions." Mo Wang whispered to Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu was also beating a drum in his heart, thinking quickly about who he was going to kill himself.

"I see."

"Sikong Wenjie, Mo has long heard that your black lightsaber is extraordinary, and he has always wanted to learn it, and please give it advice."

In Mo Wang's hand, a folding paper fan appeared.

With a wave of his hand, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly gathered, forming a violent wind and swept away Sikong Wenjie.

Lin Xiu didn't hesitate and jumped directly towards the ground.

Without Mo Wang's leadership, he couldn't fly.

And flying in the sky may not be as safe as running on the earth.

At least there are more places on the ground to hide your figure.

"Broken!"

Sikong Wenjie shouted softly.

At the same time, he waved the black lightsaber in his hand.

A black light suddenly streaked through the air.

Mo Wang's wind was suddenly split in two.

"Mo Wang, you're not my target, get out of here." Sikong Wenjie said in a low voice.

Mo Wang's face was heavy, and the paper fan in his hand was aimed at Sikong Wenjie: "Sikong Wenjie, don't go too far, if you cross the line, the evil saint won't be able to protect you." ”

"Haha, even Liu Zhenbei wouldn't dare to speak like this in front of the Holy Venerable, why are you?" Sikong Wenjie sneered, and rushed over directly with his sword.

Mo Wang's eyelids jumped, if he was approached by Sikong Wenjie, I was afraid that he would not even be able to delay Lin Xiu's time.

Thinking of this, Mo Wang hurriedly flew upside down, wanting to distance himself.

(End of chapter)