"Dare to offend the one-eyed wolf, and he will suffer some in the future. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "These new students who were miserable by the one-eyed sect suddenly began to talk about it.

"He doesn't seem to be paying much attention, doesn't he know his situation?" Someone saw Mo Yan's indifferent expression and was curious at the moment.

"You shouldn't be scared silly, look at his cowardice." Some people shrugged it off.

Mo Yan glanced at the people over there, and said secretly in his heart: "I originally wanted to be as low-key as possible, but I didn't expect that I would become the focus of attention by mistake, it's really soapy and funny." ”

He didn't pay attention to these people, but left the martial arts arena directly.

When no one noticed him, Mo Yan's figure flashed and slowly disappeared.

……

To the west of the Wuhun Pavilion, there is a hill, which was originally a holy place for couples to have a tryst, but at this moment, there are many figures shuttling inside, and a few roars are heard from time to time.

"Over here, quick, come over here!"

"I've found her, get ready for the grid!"

The silence was shattered by the footsteps of several hurried figures.

More and more people began to flock to this side, and all of them came to be some soul masters, or soul masters of not low rank.

"This damn cat demon won't let you run away this time." A strong man said angrily.

He held a flickering electric power grid in his hand, and his soul power fluctuated, and he flew out of the grid and threw himself into the air.

At this moment, in a somewhat loose grove, on top of a tall tree, there was a masked man in a black robe. The man wore a cat-faced mask, waist-length hair, two towering cat ears on his head, and a slightly swaying cat tail behind him.

The power grid was rushing towards her, and the banshee did not retreat but advanced, sprinting directly towards the front, and then suddenly disappeared when facing the power grid, and the next moment, the banshee suddenly appeared behind the strong man soul master.

This strong man soul master with four stars engraved on his uniform suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The banshee took out a golden stick out of nowhere and slammed it towards the strong man's soul master.

The four-star soul master was instantly knocked unconscious by a blow and fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, there were many more footsteps rushing towards this side, and it was obvious that the strangeness of this side had been released.

The banshee wore a cat-faced mask, and she couldn't see her expression, but she obviously knew that she was in danger at the moment, so she didn't hesitate to turn into an afterimage and swept towards the west.

To the west is the depths of the hills, where the jungle is dense and easy to hide. And as long as she climbs over this hill, she can successfully escape from the Muyue Martial Spirit Pavilion.

"Go west and stop her."

"Damn, this banshee has come to my Muyue Martial Soul Pavilion again and again to make trouble, is it really bullying us and no one!"

A few angry shouts had already been heard, which meant that the encirclement of the soul masters was getting closer and closer.

The cat-faced masked banshee continued to run towards the west, but a wall of fire suddenly appeared in front of her, and flames burst out of the ground and soared into the sky, blocking her path at once.

The cat-faced masked banshee suddenly stopped urgently, and at this time, in front of her, within the burning wall of fire, walked an old man with long hair and a gloomy face.

"Since you're here, why are you in such a hurry?" The old man's gaze was like a substantiated sword aura, forcing the banshee to take a few steps back.

Taking advantage of this gap, the team of soul masters who came to chase after them hurriedly followed, panting and rushing up.

"Deputy ...... Deputy Curator. The soul masters recognized the old man on the edge of the fire wall in front of them at a glance.

It is the deputy director of the Muyue Martial Soul Pavilion, Wu Quan!

Wearing the uniform of the Martial Spirit Pavilion, he has nine stars engraved on his chest, and he is also a nine-star soul master!

Not only that, but his son, Wu Hao, who is known as a once-in-a-century martial soul genius, has reached the realm of a five-star soul master at a young age, and he is not far from a six-star soul master.

Their father and son can be described as two legends in the Wuhun Pavilion, no one knows it, no one knows it!

"A group of waste, actually let a banshee enter and leave the Martial Spirit Pavilion three times or five, I'm afraid this will make people laugh out of their big teeth!" Wu Quan snorted coldly at the rest of the soul masters who came over.

Naturally, the others didn't dare to refute, after all, this was the deputy curator, and they all looked a little ashamed.

Wu Quan didn't bother to bother with these people, and immediately looked directly at the cat-faced masked banshee in front of him and said, "The old man wants to see where you are sacred." ”

Soul masters need souls to solidify their soul power, and the soul of the banshee is the purest and easiest to obtain, which naturally determines the relationship between them and the enemy of life and death.

The banshee wore a cat-faced mask and couldn't see her expression, but her body had indeed begun to tremble, as if she was ready to strike a desperate blow.

However, at this moment, a voice came.

"The old man just lacks a little pure soul, and this high-ranking banshee is just right." The voice arrived first, and the person had already appeared beside the banshee at some point.

Suddenly appeared like a ghost, and stuned the banshee with a lightning strike, grabbing it.

"Curator!" The rest of the soul masters who were watching suddenly recognized the future as the owner of this Muyue Martial Soul Pavilion, Ren Tianfang.

Seeing that the curator had captured the damn banshee with little effort, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Only the deputy curator on the side of the fire wall had a gloomy face, but it flashed and was well disguised.

"Okay, let's disperse, it's time for [World Martial Arts] to start in the near future, give me a good practice, get a good ranking, don't lose the face of my Muyue Martial Soul Guan this time." Ren Tianfang reprimanded the soul masters around him.

The rest of the people naturally nodded their heads one after another, looking respectful.

This is the end of a farce of rounding up the banshee, and Ren Tianfang flew up with the banshee in his arms and disappeared into the grove.

A high-level soul master can use soul power to overturn rivers and seas and fly in the air.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also dispersed one after another, and although the deputy director Wu Quan was unwilling, he could only leave.

When the grove was quiet again, Mo Yan's figure began to gradually reveal. 、

He looked in the direction that Ren Tianfang had left, thoughtfully.

……

A few days later, inside the Institute of Intelligence.

Mo Yan is savoring a glass of freshly baked wine, which is brewed from plants unique to this world, and has a unique flavor from other worlds.

Since the last banshee round-up, he came to the library again, and then installed a wisdom chip on the possessed devourer, and successfully activated its wisdom, Mo Yan named the devourer 'Shadow', and ordered it to stay in the library, scan all the books in it, and store important data information in the database,

With the help of smart robots, Mo Yan doesn't need to experience everything himself, he can hang up at any time like playing a game, and divide things with these smart robots, after all, they share memories and are not afraid of goofs at all.

Therefore, Mo Yan spent the next few days at the Institute of Intelligence, inspecting their latest technological achievements.