Mo Li and the others stood in the last group, with a calm face. And Nangong Ye, after looking at Limo, frowned, that man's strength was on par with him, it was really strange that a human being had such a high attainment.

What secrets are hidden in the Blood Demon Temple?

Limo lowered his head, and the hand under the table pulled the corner of his clothes. Obviously the strength of the Spirit Sect, why, his momentum is so compelling?

Wen Qinghe was excited, a heart had already flown to Limo, as long as she could be with him, no matter what the price was, she was willing.

"Cousin, I see that some people are good, and I want to have a lot of adventures in the ruins." Mo Xiao muttered to himself, his clenched fists and palms were covered with sweat.

"Don't be nervous, cousin, no matter what, we're all people with illusions." Mo Feng shook his head, his tone a little helpless.

"Hmm." Mo Xiao took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

By the time Mo Shu tested it, she glanced coldly away from the ink, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer. Stretching out his hand and covering it, the strength of the Intermediate Spirit Sect burst out. Mo Li's brows furrowed, and the people below were even more discussing.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shu turned out to be at the same level as her.

When Zhu Ming besieged her, Mo Shu was only a junior level of the Spirit King, and in a short period of time, she had made such rapid progress.

Soon they went to Mo Li to test it, and Nangong Ye lowered his strength and only went to the primary level of the Spirit Sect. The people below were nervous, for fear that they would overtake them.

They pumped the magic power into the crystal pillar, and then their strength was revealed.

The steward is confused, the young people now, one is more arrogant than the other, young, and the strength is so profound, they will become great weapons in the future. A person is more popular than a person, but fortunately, his heart is strong enough to withstand stimulation.

"Alright. After the test, now, the disciples can choose their favorite elders, and the elders can also give the tokens of their subordinate identity to the disciples. ”

After the steward's words were finished, a few elders couldn't bear it anymore, but they had been staring at Mo Li and the others for a long time. Opportunities are rare and available on a first-come, first-served basis. But the hall master did not move, and they did not dare to act.

They looked at Limo in embarrassment, and this scene was discovered by Mo Li. The same elders, why are these elders afraid of leaving ink, is it.... Thinking of all this, Mo Li narrowed his eyes dangerously.

From the very beginning, he was intent on approaching them.

"Let's choose!" Receiving Limo's eyes, the steward gave an order.

When all the disciples heard the order, they hurriedly walked up to their favorite elder. Wen Qinghe glanced at Limo shyly, walked in front of him silently, Limo glanced at him, and gave the token to Wen Qinghe.

This scene shocked the elders present. Could it be that the hall master likes this woman?

Mo Shu glanced at it coldly, and then walked in front of the Great Elder. And Mo Li stood motionless and didn't make a choice for a long time.

"Sister Li'er, what should we choose?" Seeing Mo Li pondering, he inexplicably asked what she meant.

"The Fifth Elder is not bad with the Eighth Elder." She can see that these two people are relatively calm and have no quarrel with the world, such people are the people she likes.

Mo Feng felt very puzzled, "Shouldn't you choose Limo?" "After all, they are a little familiar.

"Listen to Li'er." Nangong Ye pursed her lips and made a final decision.

Limo is a person who is too angry, the surface is like a spring breeze, and he is full of smiles, but often such people are the most dangerous. What's more, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't think it's simple. Just by looking at the other elders, you know who he is.

Mo Xiao and the others stopped talking, and in the end, inexplicably took Bai Xuerou, Mo Feng, and Wen Xuan to choose the five elders, because the eight elders had danxiang on their bodies, and she and Mo Xiao were alchemists, so they chose the eight elders.

The woman sang with her husband, Nangong Ye naturally chose the Eight Elders, Xia Qingyang wanted to stay with her, and also chose the Eight Elders.

When the eight people walked to the place where the elder was sitting, the eyes of the audience were watching. They were very curious about which elder they would choose, as powerful as Mo Li.

At this moment, the Fifth Elder and the Eighth Elder had almost no hope, because none of the disciples had chosen them. Anyway, every year, they get used to it. Although they don't care on the face, they are still quite depressed in their hearts, could it be that they are too strict?

Although depressed, his eyes were still staring at Mo Li and them, after all, such a good seedling is still good-looking, who doesn't want it.

When Mo Li and the others walked in front of them, the two who were drinking water almost choked.

"You guys, you're not wrong, are you?" The Eighth Elder looked at Mo Li and Nangong Ye, Mo Xiao, and Xia Qingyang in front of him, and was choked by the water.

"Why, don't!" Mo Li clasped her hands and smiled playfully.

"If you want it, how can you not want it, hehe, this is a token." What are you kidding, Miao Zi came to the door, he almost knelt down in excitement, he was just too excited and forgot to react.

Mo Li smiled and reached out to take it. She read it right, this eight-elder old man is not bad, just like the old urchin boy at home, he is really kawaii.

Looking at the Eighth Elder, the old man's kind face appeared in his mind, and he didn't know what was wrong with him at home. And Mo Wuchen... Thinking of Mo Wuchen, Mo Li's originally smiling face sank suddenly.

"What's wrong? Girl. The Eighth Elder saw Mo Li's face sink and asked with concern.

"It's fine." She shook her head, indicating that she was fine. Nangong Ye stretched out his hand to hold her and patted her shoulder comfortingly.

This scene was seen by Limo, and his face instantly became cold.

Mo Li didn't choose him, and even held hands with other men, that man was just a little white face, and his strength was not as good as him. No, even if the landslide cracks, she is only her own.

Struggling to suppress the anger inside, he approached with a smile on his face.

"Li'er, meet again." Even if there were other men around her, they were nothing more than herself.

"Hmm." Mo Li didn't want to have too much to do with her, so she responded lightly.

The sensitivity of the man made Nangong Ye hold Mo Li's hand even tighter, and he could see that the so-called 'elder' in front of him liked little women. He hugged her in his arms domineeringly, and provocatively lowered his head to kiss Mo Li's face.

Limo clenched his fists tightly, and his fists creaked. If it weren't for Wen Qinghe pulling him, he would have the heart to fight to the death with Nangong Ye.

"Dead demon, what kind of wind are you smoking?" Mo Li rolled her eyes and pinched Nangong Ye.

"You don't like people anymore."

"You girl, pretending to be innocent all day long, making me feel like I am abusing you." Reaching out and patting him on the head, he clasped his hands speechlessly.

The flirting between the two deeply hurt Limo's heart, he really couldn't help it, and quickly turned around and left, he was afraid that he couldn't help it and would kill this man on the spot, and when the time came, let Mo Li stay farther away from him.