Since Lin Feng killed Luo Tie, in front of many forces, Shumen has survived with a glimmer of life. The City Lord's Mansion, the Dark Alliance, the Bloody Clothes Gate and the Tiger Gang came to congratulate one after another, and the four major forces all recognized the existence of Shumen, and the other forces in the city naturally did not have a hard time with Shumen, and also sent people to congratulate. Lin Feng simply agreed, then confessed and retreated, and retreated to recuperate. All the big and small affairs in the door were handled by Mo Feng on his behalf.

Shumen stubbornly took root in the Dark City, which made many warriors in the Dark City smash their glasses. At the same time, it also pushed Shumen to the wind. Many martial artists secretly paid attention to Lin Feng when Lin Feng avenged his disciples and killed Ma Li angrily. And now, not only did Shumen not fall under Luo Tie's strength, but it was established after the test, and these warriors and swordsmen inevitably had a trace of intention in their hearts.

Bang bang bang

"Brother Mo, come and take a look, we can't bear it!" Zhao Mo slammed on Mo Feng's door and shouted.

Mo Feng, who was sleeping, suddenly jumped up from the bed when he heard this, hurriedly opened the door, and said urgently, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Mo looked at Mo Feng, who still had a trace of turbidity hanging from the corner of his eyes, and his hair was scattered, and he was stunned for a moment and said, "Oh, there are many people coming."

"Come here to make trouble?" Mo Feng kicked his eyes and immediately rushed to the front yard.

"Trouble?" Zhao Mo looked at the fast Mo Feng with some confusion, and suddenly hurriedly chased after him. shouted: "Brother Mo, I'm not here to make trouble!"

When Mo Feng hurried to the hall, he saw that the hall was suddenly full of martial artists and swordsmen. It was noisy and noisy, and many disciples were trying to restrain it as much as possible. But these warrior swordsmen are used to laziness in the Dark City, and they will listen to their commands.

"Who dares to make trouble in Shumen?" Mo Feng shouted.

The wide hall was suddenly silent, and Mo Feng's roar continued to echo, and everyone looked at Mo Feng in a daze, their eyes full of surprise.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?" Lao Jiu hurriedly ran out of the crowd, walked to Mo Feng's side, looked at Mo Feng with an angry face, and said in a low voice.

"Just now Zhao Mo said that someone was making trouble in Shumen, I want to see who is so bold!" Mo Feng snorted coldly, his eyes skimmed over everyone's body, but he found that everyone had strange expressions, looking at him for some reason.

"Brother Mo, are you mistaken?" Lao Jiuyi held his forehead and said helplessly: "Just now, because there were too many people who wanted to join Shumen, we were a little too busy, so we asked Brother Zhao to find you." ”

Mo Feng's face froze, he looked at the people in the hall embarrassedly, tilted his neck slightly, and said softly: "These people are all?"

"That's right. Lao Jiu nodded.

"Oh, I see. Mo Feng immediately understood that he had made a mistake, and complained a little about why Zhao Mo didn't explain things clearly just now, so that he would lose face in front of so many people.

Many martial artists and swordsmen seemed to understand what was going on, and they all looked at Mo Feng with a sneer. Facing everyone's gaze, Mo Feng felt that his old face was flushed, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to drill into.

"Ahem!" Mo Feng pretended to cough heavily, walked slowly to the center of the hall, looked around and said, "We already know your intentions, but do you know why I am dressed like this?"

Everyone was immediately confused again, didn't this guy just wake up?

Seeing that everyone looked at him suspiciously, Mo Feng relaxed a lot and said, "Do you know that the Shumen Gate has strict rules?"

Everyone nodded, and many disciples had already told them the rules of Shumen just now.

"Now that you know, I won't say more. Since you want to join the Shu Sect, you must be responsible for the Shu Sect and yourself! No matter how powerful a sect is, if it starts to rot from its roots, it is like a towering giant tree losing its strong root system, how long can it last?" Mo Feng looked at everyone with a serious face.

"Although the Shumen Gate has just been established, its strength is not strong, and it cannot be compared with the forces in the city, but we have something that they do not have, that is, unity! We will not bully others, but it does not mean that our disciples can be bullied by others!"

"You may think what I'm doing today is a bit ridiculous, but you can ask any of them if they were crazier than I am?!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Before these warriors and swordsmen could speak, the disciples of Shumen all shouted. The voice echoed in the hall for a long time, and many martial arts swordsmen were infected by this group of disciples, and their expressions were excited, and they hated to be one of them.

Mo Feng raised his hand, everyone suddenly quieted down, Mo Feng looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Shumen is not the master of the sect alone, but all of us, only by relying on everyone's joint efforts, Shumen can stand out among the ten thousand sects." If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone sins against me, he will pay for it with blood!"

Mo Feng glanced at everyone and continued: "If you want to join Shumen, show your strength, and show your strength that you can call us brothers!"

"Sixth!" Mo Feng shouted.

"In!" said the sixth man who stepped forward and bowed.

"All martial artists whose strength is less than five-star martial arts will not be accepted! Swordsmen who are less than three-star sword spirits will not be accepted! Those who have been traitors and betrayed their brothers will not be accepted!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the pensive faces of everyone in the hall, Mo Feng walked out of the hall with a smile and hid in a place where no one was, Mo Feng wiped a handful of cold sweat on his head and breathed a long sigh of relief.

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"Brother Mo's trick is really high!" Zhao Mo looked at Mo Feng with admiration, "I didn't expect Brother Mo to have such good eloquence." ”

"Fart!" Mo Feng was suddenly startled, and after seeing his face clearly, he was immediately furious, punched Zhao Mo in the chest, pointed at Zhao Mo's nose and scolded: "Lao Tzu was almost killed by you!"

Zhao Mo rubbed his chest with an aggrieved face and said, "How can you blame me? Before I finished speaking just now, you couldn't wait to rush out, and didn't give me a chance at all!"

"Forget it, forget it. I've been too vigilant for the past two days. Mo Feng waved his hand and said, Shumen had just been established, and Mo Feng had to deal with some emergencies carefully. Because of Lin Feng's relationship, there were a few martial artists who wanted to join Shumen in the past two days, and under the review of Mo Feng and others, only three were accepted, and when he heard that many people were coming today, Mo Feng, who was nervous, naturally thought that it was people from other forces who came to make trouble, so Mo Feng rushed out directly.

"It's been hard work these days, Big Brother Mo. Zhao Mo said with a smile.

"Aren't you the same?" Mo Feng glanced at Zhao Mo and said lightly. Then he sighed lightly and said: "The burden of this door master is really not something anyone can carry, I don't know how many days it will take for the door master to recover." ”

"Hehe, who knows this?" Zhao Mo said with a smile, "However, if it weren't for today's misunderstanding, I really wouldn't have found out, it turns out that Brother Mo still has such a good eloquence, and it's a pity not to be a military advisor." ”

"Do you dare to say that?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and feigned anger.

"Haha, don't say it, don't say it. Zhao Mo hurriedly waved his hand.

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