At this time, although some young people still didn't understand what this Moyun Pavilion was, just because in ancient times, the three words Moyun Pavilion was a taboo, a taboo for everyone, and even a taboo for all sects. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, no one who knows each other has come out of this existence, and after the Moyun Pavilion was closed and dispersed, some sects also vied with each other to celebrate the grand celebration for three days and three nights.

It can be seen that people hate and fear Moyun Pavilion.

Those elders who were called out by the ink dye suddenly felt a chill on their backs at this moment, and they instantly thought of one thing.

Moyun Pavilion, what's the scariest thing... That's the Killing Dao Physiognomy.

Moyun Pavilion's physiognomy is counted as killing, as long as a person is counted accurately, then there is only a dead end.

Suddenly, one of the elders shouted loudly, "The remnants of the Moyun Pavilion! Back then, you dispersed the pavilion, why do you want to stand it again now!! Give me death!! ”

An extremely fierce and extremely yang fire method suddenly poured out from the elder's hands.

This exercise, the people of the original Qingyun Pavilion are very unfamiliar, and it seems that it is not at all like the exercises of the original Qingyun Pavilion.

"The Extreme Flame Skill !! of the Burning Sun Sect"

"He's a spy of the Burning Sun Sect!"

"Mole!"

“……”

When the elder heard the words of the people around him, he was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, he had already been exposed, so he couldn't care about it, just because when he heard Qingxu talk about Moyun Pavilion, his whole body trembled, but he was not afraid, but angry.

It was only because Moyun Pavilion had successively killed the ten elders of the Burning Sun Sect back then, and it was only because one of the elders had taken a fancy to one of their disciples.

Therefore, the Burning Sun Sect, which was originally among the best, was killed by Moyun Pavilion to a third-rate sect.

And it was also because of this incident that Moyun Pavilion began to establish its prestige.

This elder is a descendant of one of them back then, so the enemy is in front of him, and the blood is deep, and he must be avenged.

When Qingxu just wanted to kill him, suddenly a huge thunder fell from the sky.

It slammed into the Flame Sect's elder.

When the thunder dissipated, he was like a black charcoal, motionless, and the next second, he fell.

Touched the ground and turned into dust......

Everyone around was frightened by this strange thunder, especially the elders who were called to the middle by the ink.

Fools know that this weird thunder did not fall unintentionally.

It's as if he was just going to be killed by lightning.

Then everyone looked at Mo Dye in horror, just because he was the only one who had done something in front of the elders just now...

Suddenly, one of the elders in the middle couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed his hair frantically, and shouted miserably, "No... No... I don't want to die!! I don't want to die......! ”

It was as if he was crazy, screaming and running around.

Mo Ran smiled slightly, and didn't do anything because of his escape, he sat casually on the bench.

Qingxu placed a teacup on the side, held a teapot in his hand, and poured tea for Mo Ran......

The next moment, I only heard the crazy elder let out a miserable scream.

Went down to the top of the hill and fell.

Although the voice was still screaming miserably, it had been overwhelmed by the wind on the cliff.

"The damned must die, if you don't want to die, no one can save it, Prison Road Production~ It must be a high-quality product!" The small voice of the ink dye slowly came out at this time.

After hearing this, everyone had a strong sense of nervousness and fear.

Some of them are even a little suffocated......

But I wasn't scared by his words, but by this strange physiognomy...

It's inexplicable to die, but it's like fate...

However, at this moment, the Wanlun Dao people suddenly ran out of the crowd.

Panting and staring, everyone thought he was going to resist.

Suddenly, the plot seemed to have taken a big turn of seven hundred and twenty degrees, and he instantly bent his legs and knelt down.

violently towards the ink dye, kowtowed, and cried bitterly:

"I was wrong! My lord! I was really wrong!! I'm not a spy! I'm from Qingyun Pavilion!! ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt sorry for him.

Just because of his tone and expression, it seems that he really isn't a traitor of another faction, just because he offended Mo Ran...

Mo Ran didn't speak, but looked at Qingxu.

After Qingxu knew his meaning, he said in a solemn voice: "You go and stay aside first, and you will talk about it later." ”

When the Wanlun Daoist heard this, he immediately shouted with sadness and joy: "Thank you for the grace of not killing!" Thank you for not killing your ......!! ”

After waiting for the Wanlun Dao people to crawl to the side, Mo Ran slowly got up and said to the remaining elders, "Do you have anything else to say?" ”

The elders in the middle were slightly stunned, and suddenly they all shouted, repeating the words of sparing their lives...

And Mo Ran smiled slightly, and asked: "Backtrack, you come and record their respective information, if it is the kind of person who belongs to the kind of person who has someone behind, then keep it and let them exchange it for treasure, if not, then just clap their hands, and they will be immediately "counted" to death~"

Looking back, he hurriedly smiled bitterly and nodded, who would dare not obey the words of this big evil star now...

Not to mention that he is the one who is honored as Mr. Qingxu.

"Yes! Mr! Hui Zun shouted.

He didn't dare to call Mo Ran's name anymore at this time, he already knew that Mo Ran was not ordinary at the beginning, but he didn't expect that his identity would be so big.

At this time, some of the disciples in the sect also knelt down in pieces.

Trembling, he began to report his family's name...

"Huh... It turns out that Senior Brother Yan is a traitor..."

"Senior Brother Bai too? It's really a human being who can't be seen..."

“……”

For a while, the scene began to be noisy and noisy again.

Until in the distance, a group of black-robed people wearing hats suddenly came.

At this time, Qingyun Pavilion, which was already a little subtle, was suddenly too frightened to speak after seeing these people again.

I thought it was a strong enemy who broke through the mountain.

This scene stared at the ink dye on the side.

"It's... This character is too bad..."He really couldn't help it, he was still very happy when he saw Moyun Pavilion again today, but at this moment, maybe he just left with his front foot, and the group of people behind him were all frightened and ran away...

At this moment, Mo Yi slowly came to Mo Ran's body with a hat and a black-robed man, and bowed his hand: "Sir! Moyi reports! Please command! ”

Mo Dye stopped casually and said, "Tomorrow at noon, let's go and attack a sect to play~ You must show me when the time comes!" Those people are strong! You're going to suck those people for me~"

When Mo heard this, he immediately knelt on one leg and said in a respectful voice: "Yes! Mo Yi takes the order! ”

At this time, Qingxu was slightly stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Sir... Didn't you say that the mountain was closed... Why do you have to go out..."