Looking at Mo Wu's slightly anxious appearance, Lan Feng frowned and asked solemnly, "Why?"

"It's too late to explain, quick, take me away. As long as you take me safely from here, I am willing to give you all the artifacts, not only the three-pattern artifact, the two-pattern artifact, the one-pattern artifact, all the weapons in my collection, all of them will be given to you. Mo anxiously urged.

Mo Yu's abnormal reaction made Lan Feng and the others quickly realize the seriousness of the matter.

Lan Feng took a deep breath and said calmly, "I'm sorry, if you don't make it clear, I'm afraid I won't be able to take you away." ”

Hearing this, Mo Wei had to suppress the anxiety in his heart, and said very quickly: "Tu Gang is a traitor to the Wanqi Pavilion, he is a member of the temple, take me away quickly, it's too late." ”

"Tu Gang is a traitor to the Ten Thousand Instruments Pavilion?" Lan Feng's pupils shrank slightly, but he still forcibly calmed down and stared at Mo Wei calmly: "Do you have any evidence?"

He can't believe Mo Wei just based on Mo Wei's words, and he must pay attention to a piece of evidence in everything.

"Evidence ......" Mo Wei became more and more anxious, and even a little angry, "It's all at this time, what evidence do you want to talk about! Could it be that what my dignified Seven Star Craftsman Saint said can still be false?"

Lan Feng was unmoved, and still said calmly: "Without evidence, how can I listen to your words alone?"

If Mo Feng was the person of the temple and was secretly imprisoned here by the Ten Thousand Weapons Pavilion, then Lan Feng let him go, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

It's a pity that Blue Mountain is not here, otherwise, with Blue Mountain's super sensing ability, it can be told whether Mo Wei is lying or not.

"You...... Why are you so stubborn!" Mo Wei was so angry that Lan Feng's face darkened, but he couldn't refute Lan Feng's words, after all, in the absence of evidence, Lan Feng's approach was obviously right, and if it were him, he would do the same.

In desperation, Mo Wei had no choice but to think about it, hoping to provide some evidence or clues to prove that he was not lying.

But Tu Gang was so well disguised that his identity had not been revealed for more than a hundred years, so naturally he would not leave any evidence in front of Mo Wei.

After going through all the memories of Tu Gang and the temple, Mo Yan didn't gain the slightest, and his face became more and more difficult to look at.

"I don't have any evidence either. After a long time, Mo Wei lowered his head, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Tu Gang is too vigilant, and he won't give me a chance to leave evidence at all." ”

If there is no hope to leave, Mo Wei may be calmer, but there is obviously a glimmer of hope, but because he can't produce evidence, he can't trust Lan Feng, which leads to the dashing of hope, and Mo Wei has a feeling of being disillusioned for a while.

For more than a hundred years, he had enough of the feeling of being enslaved by the Temple, and if he couldn't escape this time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and it was a big deal to fight with the Temple.

Like a pig has been kept in captivity for more than 100 years, with no freedom, no time to rest, refining tools day and night, and repeating the cycle, no one can experience this feeling!

At this moment-

Lan Feng's voice sounded in Mo You's ears: "I have a way, but I don't know if you dare to try!"

As if grasping the last straw, Mo Wu hurriedly raised his head: "What way?"

"I have a specially refined sixth-grade high-grade poison pill here, this pill is considered a kind of *, once you take it, if there is no corresponding antidote, it will slowly attack within a month, and eventually the intestines will rot and die of torture. Lan Feng looked at Mo Wei calmly, and there was a crystal clear jade bottle lying quietly in the palm of his hand, and the bottle contained a green pill, "As long as you dare to take this poison pill, I will take you away......"

A month is enough time for Lan Feng to investigate the matter clearly, if Mo Wei really has no problem, he will naturally let Jilas configure the corresponding antidote.

A six-star high-level poison master can not only refine six-grade high-level poisons, but also configure corresponding antidotes.

What's more, this six-grade high-grade poison pill that has been carefully researched and refined by Jilas can only be configured by himself, and other poison or alchemists, even if they are six-star high-level poison masters or six-star high-level alchemists, cannot configure the antidote.

Unless, the Seven-Star Poison Saint or the Seven-Star Dan Saint is out!

However, are the Seven-Star Poison Saint and the Seven-Star Dan Saint so easy to find?

Even if you find it, you will have to pay a lot of money to be able to ask them to help!

Mo Wei was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll take the poison pill!"

As long as he could get rid of the control of the temple, he didn't mind taking the poison pill, even if Lan Feng didn't give him the antidote afterwards, he would admit it.

He would rather die than be controlled by the Temple.

"Happy!" Lan Feng glanced at Mo Yu in surprise, and immediately praised: "It is worthy of being a Seven-Star Craftsman Saint, such courage, I admire it!" He now somewhat believed that Mo Yu was not lying.

Handing the jade bottle in his hand to Mo Wei, and after watching Mo Wei accept it with his own eyes, Lan Feng smiled and said, "Without further ado, let's go." ”

"Wait. As Mo Wei spoke, he put the materials, weapons, stoves and other items in the yard into the storage bracelet, and then nodded to Lan Feng, "Okay, let's go." ”

After about ten breaths, the group flew out of the hill and flew in the direction of the Han Dynasty.

However, they had only flown a few kilometers away before they were intercepted.

"Mr. Lan Feng. Tu Gang's figure appeared in front of Lan Feng and his party, still with a gentle smile on his face, "Mo Wei is an extremely important person in our Wanqi Pavilion, isn't it a bit unkind for you to take him away like this?"

Lan Feng glanced at Mo Wei, whose face had changed drastically beside him, and said calmly, "I have something to borrow him for a month, and he has already agreed." ”

Tu Gang's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze moved to Mo Xuan, and he asked meaningfully, "Oh, is that so?" ”

At Shang Tu Gang's slightly cold gaze, Mo Wei's heart trembled, but then he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Not bad!"

"But......" Tu Gang's expression turned cold, "This doesn't meet the rules of our Ten Thousand Weapons Pavilion!"

As he spoke, Tu Gang glanced at Lan Feng, and then said slowly: "Mr. Lan Feng, maybe you and your friends are very strong, but offending Wanqi Pavilion is not good for you. Between the words, there was a hint of threat.

Hearing this, Lan Feng suddenly laughed, he was too lazy to act with Tu Gang anymore, and said lightly: "Whether it is the Ten Thousand Instruments Pavilion or the Temple, I'm afraid that the Tu Pavilion Lord himself understands in his heart." ”

Tu Gang's expression suddenly became gloomy, staring at Mo Yu with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Mo Wei, it seems that you are really tired of being alive!" Obviously, Mo Wei had already revealed their identities to Lan Feng and the others.

"I'd rather die than be a temple dog. "Mo Wei has endured it for more than 100 years and doesn't want to endure it anymore.

"Okay, it's very good!" Seeing Mo Wei answer himself so hard, Tu Gang's expression became more and more gloomy, "I originally planned to keep you for a while, but since you are looking for death by yourself, I can't blame me!"

Mo Wei did not sign a master-servant contract with the people of the temple, but he was able to live until now, all because of his supernatural refining ability, the unique seven-star craftsman saint in the Qingzhou continent, even if it was the temple, he was reluctant to kill him, because once he died, there would be no replacement person.

Because of this, Mo Wei was able to survive until now.

But there is a limit to the patience of the temple, no matter how valuable a person is, without signing a master-servant contract with the people of the temple, he will not be able to gain the trust of the temple, and the temple will do it sooner or later......

"Are you so sure you can kill him in front of me?" Lan Feng clasped his hands, the corners of his mouth flushed with disdain, "Haven't you Templars learned about my strength?"

"Lan Feng, I admit that you are very strong, but do you think that when I know that your strength is very strong, I will come up and send you to death without even a little preparation?" Tu Gang was also very confident, even in the face of several powerhouses with the strength of the late god-level stage, his face was still full of confidence.

Now that he has torn his face, he has no interest in pretending anymore, and the word "sir" is directly omitted from the title of Lan Feng.

Lan Feng raised his eyebrows, and then said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, if you have any means, just use it!"

As long as it is not against the Divine Venerable powerhouse, Lan Feng is confident that he can deal with any enemy.

"Come out, gentlemen!" Tu Gang touched the goatee on his chin and said with a smile: "This kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is handed over to you to deal with!"

As Tu Gang's voice fell, more than a dozen wind-breaking sounds suddenly sounded around Lan Feng and his party, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures appeared around them.

These mysterious powerhouses exuded a powerful aura full of rage and wildness, superimposed on each other, causing the surrounding airflow to flutter chaotically, forming a gust of wind, blowing the clothes of Lan Feng and his party violently swaying and hunting.

Looking at the twelve mysterious powerhouses who suddenly appeared, Mo Yu's expression suddenly changed greatly, and his face was a little pale: "It's them, it's them!"

Obviously, he had seen these twelve mysterious powerhouses a long time ago, and he knew the horror of these twelve mysterious powerhouses.

It is precisely because the strength of these twelve mysterious powerhouses is too strong that Mo Wei has never had the intention of running away, let alone expecting others to save him, when he was in the courtyard before, the reason why he behaved unkindly and arrogantly in front of Lan Feng was precisely to force Lan Feng away as soon as possible, so as not to end up with the same fate as Lan Feng, and then he changed his mind, the reason was that he heard the Earth Lizard King talk about Lan Feng's strength, which made him see a glimmer of hope.

"God-level late-stage powerhouse!" Mo Yu's heart couldn't help but tremble violently, "These people are all god-level late-stage powerhouses!"

The twelve mysterious powerhouses are all god-level late-stage powerhouses, without exception.

Such a terrifying formation is enough to push any force on the Qingzhou Continent!

This is the fundamental reason why the temple has been able to survive for thousands of years and make waves from time to time!

With the existence of such a group of terrifying powerhouses, even if the temple master has been in retreat for a long time, even if the Ten Thousand Instruments Pavilion and the Medicine God Temple are frantically suppressed, they still can't shake the temple, they can't shake the foundation of the temple, but they are gradually infiltrated by the temple, and the interior is full of holes.