"Third child, your mouth is really unforgiving, which pot you don't open and which pot wants to make me angry, are you underestimating me too much? False fame is just a passing moment for me, and what I want is always benefits and benefits. ”

"Since I occupy this shell, then I am the blood moon, the blood moon is me, and the original blood moon is as if he doesn't exist, what's the matter?"

"As for the Yin Mountain Pavilion, there is no reaction so far? We've got to give them some time to talk about it, right? I estimate that in a few hours, someone from the Yinshan Pavilion will appear in front of me, welcoming the old pavilion master back to the mountain gate to take charge of the world! Do you believe it or not? ”

Blood Moon took a sip of the wine, put down the glass, and stared at me gloomily, but the anger was gone.

"Hitomi is really not to be provoked." I pondered secretly, and said lightly: "Then I'll wait and see if your judgment is correct?" ”

"Okay, then wait and see."

Blood Moon sneered.

Jiang Zihuai and the others never followed the traces to find it, the reason was that when the blood moon shattered the barrier of the Evil Mountain Buddha Array, it transmitted the sound to the three henchmen waiting outside the mountain.

Tell them that the plan has succeeded, and let them return to Yin Mountain first, lurking outside Yin Mountain, waiting for further instructions and orders from Blood Moon.

And Blood Moon himself had to wait outside for the reaction of the masters of the Yin Mountain Pavilion.

The ultimate goal of the king's return to attack and kill the Evil Venerable Temple is to intimidate the Yinshan Pavilion Elders and make them take the initiative to make the right choice.

This was a plan that could not be 100% certain, even if he killed the twelve Heavenly Powers such as Jingmi, there was no guarantee that the Yinshan Pavilion would welcome the Blood Moon back to the throne of the Pavilion Lord.

Therefore, Hitomi is ready to activate the middle or bottom strategy if the plan fails.

Anyway, if you don't regain the throne of the Lord of Yinshan Pavilion, you will not give up.

He was able to single-handedly kill the people of the Evil Venerable Temple on his back, and the target turned to Yinshan Pavilion, and he could do the same.

Blood Moon Hitomi is so confident, especially after successfully getting rid of the Demon Monk Ancestor of the Evil Venerable Temple, Blood Moon's self-confidence has been raised to an extremely high level.

It's a big deal to wash the seven courtyards of Yinshan Pavilion in blood, what's the big deal? For the position of the lord of the Yin Mountain Pavilion, the blood moon of the pupil is bound to be obtained!

The Blood Moon changed tables a few more times.

The waiters of the big hotel wondered, because eighty percent of the wine and food on the table had not been touched, why did the guests ask for the food to be served again?

But the local tyrants are not qualified to question what they do, people are not bad for money, and the hotel is the least afraid of the pot-bellied man, so those who come will not refuse to change the table.

came and went, the banquet has changed three or five times, if you calculate the expenses, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop hundreds of thousands?

Worldly money is a piece of paper to a blood moon, how much does it cost? It's not a big deal at all.

As soon as the Blood Moon Pupil made up his mind to wait for it for the night, if there was no one from the Yinshan Pavilion when the morning sun was rising, then the Blood Moon would turn its blade towards the senior brother Porcelain Plate Pavilion Master and the elders of the Yinshan Pavilion!

The battle of the Evil Venerable Temple proved that he did have this strength.

The table was completely removed, the best tea was served, and the waiters were attentive.

Also, there are tens of thousands of banknotes rewarded at will by the blood moon, and everyone in the hotel knows that there is a local tyrant, can he serve with all his heart?

It was just after two o'clock in the morning, and we had been waiting here for six or seven hours.

Even the confident Blood Moon began to suspect that the plan had failed, and he sipped his tea, grinding his teeth dangerously and snorting occasionally, it was clear that the murderous intent in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

Could it be that the top and bottom of the Yinshan Pavilion are single-mindedly rejecting the return of the old pavilion master?

If that's the case, then the corpse mountain and the sea of blood can't be avoided, even if the blood moon is unwilling to consume the living power of the Yinshan Pavilion, but people turn a blind eye to his exploits in the bloody battle against the Evil Venerable Temple, then they can only shine the butcher's knife!

Blood Moon's breath was a little heavier.

We took care of our eight pupils and sniffed the fragrant tea by ourselves, and we didn't have time to take care of him.

At 2:18 a.m., there was a soft knock on the door of the private room.

Blood Moon's hand holding the teacup stiffened.

Because, before the knock on the door, the blood moon didn't notice that there was someone outside the door, what does this mean? It shows that the cultivation of the comer is extremely high, very high, not even worse than the blood moon.

I exchanged a few glances with Ning Yuru, got up silently, and hid in the corner. Because, the comer brought us a sense of danger.

Blood Moon's eyes narrowed, and he quietly looked at the door for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, put down the teacup casually, and said loudly, "Please come in." ”

In just two words, but with some kind of deterrent power, Blood Moon used the power of the Nine Pupils.

There was a movement of taking a step back outside the door, obviously the blood moon's dismount had worked, and the other party let out a low startle, the blood moon's strength was beyond his expectations.

The silent door was pushed open, and an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and carrying an oversized purple gourd on his back strolled in.

The old Taoist is very ugly, the crooked melon and cracked dates are not enough to describe, the gray hair is sparse, it is difficult to tie it into a bun, and it is simply draped in hair.

There are several large patches on the robe, which seem sloppy but full of clean breath, which is a very contradictory feeling, but it perfectly appears on a person, it is really strange!

The cloth shoes he walked on were also very old, and if such an old way appeared outside, others would not take a second look, and it would be ugly.

But Blood Moon trembled when he saw this person, obviously taken aback, it was obvious that he didn't estimate that Lao Dao would appear here.

"Fifth Uncle, why did you get out of the customs? I haven't seen you for more than 30 years, so don't come to harm? ”

Blood Moon stopped putting on a show, stood up suddenly, and made a Taoist joke at the old Dao.

"Hahaha, Amitayus! I'm okay, okay wow. The nephew is really blessed with a great life, the big guys said that you have long since fallen outside, and you will never come back, but I didn't expect you not only to come back, but also to kill the Evil Temple, and kill Jing Mi in front of a group of evil old monsters, good, good, really good! ”

The old man bowed, smiled and walked to the wine table and sat down, stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea and drank it all, praising the blood moon is meal, and signaling the blood moon to sit down.

Blood Moon Hitomi sat down reservedly and kept smiling, but I felt it clearly, two peerless masters were secretly competing.

It's an inconspicuous way of fighting, there is no coercion impact and no energy fluctuations, but it just feels thrilling.

Every word they say sounds harmless to humans and animals, but when they are combined, they have an indescribable terrifying feeling, as if they are about to burst out and kill people if they don't agree with each other!

"The fifth uncle has an overreputation, and the nephew is doing this for the sake of justice for the fellow disciples who died at the hands of the Evil Venerable Temple, but also for the sake of heaven and clarifying the world!"

Blood Moon replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, but there was a hint of sharpness in the depths of his eyes.

The muscles on Lao Dao's ugly face trembled, and he suddenly put down the teacup, sat upright, and asked very seriously: "Senior nephew, how are you doing?" ”

As soon as he spoke, the cold aura shook violently, and the surrounding air froze in an instant.