After leaving Zhang's blacksmith shop, Mo Chen was entangled all over the road, as if he was preoccupied.

After Ye Lingxi walked with Mo Chen for a while, she forcefully twitched the plain hand that was held by Mo Chen, and after the force, her hand was still in Mo Chen's palm without moving, and even a little painful, which was caused by forcibly breaking free.

This......

Ye Lingxi didn't believe in evil, so he used enough strength and twitched hard.

"Shhh...... It hurts......"

Suddenly, her pretty face crumpled, and after a "hiss", she hurriedly rubbed her wrist, which was dislocated by her own tugging.

This kneading was on the back of Mo Chen's hand.

"......" Ye Lingxi.

She has been thin since she was a child, and after practicing, she paid more attention to refining her physical body, so don't look at her as a woman, in the Yuheng Realm, there are few physical strength stronger than her.

And she tried her best, but she couldn't break free from Mo Chen's hand, and she dislocated herself......

Is......

"You let go of me." Ye Lingxi stretched out his hand and patted Mo Chen, with a hint of grievance in his tone.

"Loosen?" Mo Chen turned his head in confusion, and when he saw Ye Lingxi's complaining face, his gaze moved down, and he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly let go of his guilty hand.

Ye Lingxi's jade hand got out of trouble, silently connected his wrist joint by himself, and kneaded it gently.

Only then did Mo Chen know that his cheap master had been injured by himself, and ...... He despised his own teacher???

After recalling his father's teachings in his mind, he was really ashamed, his face turned red, and he opened his mouth, "I...... I...... I ...... for a long time, but I didn't hold back a word of apology.

He has never done such a shameless thing in his life, he despises his own teacher, is this still a person?

Under his own moral self-condemnation, he prides himself on being able to speak well, but he can't say a word.

Ye Lingxi saw that Mo Chen suddenly became naïve, and laughed out loud, and after giving Mo Chen a blank look, he changed the topic and said:

"You were obviously angry, why did you endure it in the end?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but seeing Mo Chen's preoccupied appearance, she didn't open her mouth to interfere, and she didn't ask until then she asked.

She thought that if she was in Mo Chen's position, she would also be angry with someone who was pretending to be herself, and she would also want to teach the other party a lesson.

But she understands that everything is based on the overall situation, and although her senior brother is much older than her, after two days of contact, she doesn't believe that she doesn't dissuade her, and Mo Chen can tolerate herself.

Seeing that she gave a "step", Mo Chen hurriedly caught it and said, "Since he is pretending to be me, I can also pretend to be him." ”

"Impersonating him?" Ye Lingxi tilted his head slightly.

"Yes, impersonating him." Mo Chen nodded, turned sideways to make an inviting gesture to Ye Lingxi, and then explained while accompanying Ye Lingxi on his way:

"Since we are going to assassinate Li Xuanyan, then having a fake 'me' appear here can get rid of my suspicion.

Moreover, I can also pretend to be his identity and assassinate Li Xuanyan in a dignified manner, and this matter will only be counted on his head afterwards, and it will not violate my principles of being a man. ”

Ye Lingxi frowned and thought about it after hearing this explanation, pointed out the risks involved:

"That impostor said that his name was Mo Fan, the word Mo Fan and Mo Yidao have been tied together with him, you use Mo Fan's identity to assassinate Li Xuanyan, don't you tell the world that it is Li Xuanyan who Mo Yidao killed?"

Mo Chen shook his finger at Ye Lingxi when he heard this, and swore an oath: "Shi Niang doesn't know, no matter how many demons he says that his name is Mo Fan, those demon cultivators will not remember the name Mo Fan, and there is no name in the White Country that can be tied to Mo Yidao." ”

Ye Lingxi was stunned for a moment, remembering the first time he heard about Mo Yidao, he couldn't find out Mo Yidao's real name after many inquiries, and couldn't help but ask: "Why is this?" ”

"Fifteen years ago, I went alone to assassinate three Yuheng Realm demon cultivators, and slashed them with a knife, and since then they have called me Mo Yidao, and my name has been replaced by Mo Yidao, even if I blow up my name every time, those stupid demons can't remember my name, only remember the three words Mo Yidao."

Mo Chen shook his head and sighed lightly, he hated the title of Mo Yidao, which made him feel that he was a rat in the burrow, and he didn't dare to show his true face.

Ye Lingxi breathed a breath when he heard this, and after a few breaths, he said in disbelief: "You only used a knife at that time?" ”

Mo Chen nodded, not understanding why he was so surprised, and said in confusion: "Is there anything wrong?" ”

Ye Lingxi stiffened his neck and shook his head, opened his small mouth, and after thinking for a while, he held back a few words: "He is worthy of being the number one assassin in the White Country." ”

She had heard rumors about this incident, and it was said that the above board assassination incident was the source of the three words Mo Yidao, but when she first heard it, she only thought that the people of Bai Guo had exaggerated Mo Yidao's deeds.

Killing three Yuheng Realm demon cultivators with one move, except for immortals, she had never heard of anyone with such ability.

However, now it has been confirmed from Mo Chen's mouth......

This......

Before, she was still planning painstakingly, how to kill Li Xuanyan without leaving a trace, but now she doesn't have to bother with this effort, in the face of absolute power, strategy is not so important.

Mo Chen was praised for a while, but he didn't have the slightest sense of joy, but was a little embarrassed, and muttered: "I can't even kill an immortal, what kind of first assassin is it, after I kill an immortal, I can barely be called the first ......."

Known as the First Assassin, it means that no matter who assassinates you, you will not fail.

But now he has the ability to kill immortals, but he has no ability to kill immortals, and his teaching since childhood does not allow him to accept the title of the first assassin shamelessly.

After Ye Lingxi heard this muttering, her pretty face suddenly turned black.

The monk still wants to kill immortals? How can there be such a crazy person?

At this moment, she inexplicably felt an urge to beat Mo Chen, but she couldn't beat it, so she could only ......

"I remember you said that assassination is not your reason for being a human being, so impersonating someone else is your reason for being a human being?"

Ye Lingxi's tone was sarcastic for the first time, and his words were also sarcastic.

Mo Chen's face struggled again when he heard this, and after a few breaths, his expression turned grim, and he said in a firm tone: "There is a saying called repaying virtue with virtue and repaying grievances with straightforwardness." It's him...... Pretend to be mine first!! ”

"......" Ye Lingxi.

Her senior brother is really not stupid at all, but ...... "upright" and a little cute......

…………

Zhang's blacksmith shop.

Mo Fan, who was not wronged, walked out of the store and looked up at the vicious sun.

A very discerning demon cultivator opened an oil-paper umbrella and stepped forward to cover Mo Fan from the sun.

When the rest of the demon cultivators who followed him saw this, they all regretted it, and they only hated that they were not smart enough and didn't understand the meaning of Mo Yidao.

In an instant, one by one, they stared at the flattering demon cultivators, eager to replace them.

Mo Fan glanced at the demon cultivator who was holding an umbrella for him, nodded approvingly, then lightly raised his robe, stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the direction of the city gate, stepped forward, and shouted as he walked:

"You guys go out of the city with me Mo Fan to find the corpse of the sword demon!"

When the demon cultivators heard this, they immediately heard a cheer.

Mo Fan enjoyed the feeling of being embraced, listening to the compliments on Mo Yidao around him, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

In the sentence he just said, Mo Fan two words, he deliberately increased the volume, he believed that it would not be long before his Mo Fan's name would completely replace Mo Yidao.

At that time, whether it is true or not, who can tell?

In addition to Mo Yidao, there are only a handful of Terran monks in the Yuheng Realm in the White Kingdom, and in Yunxi City, apart from him Mo Fan, there is no second Terran monk in the Yuheng Realm.

It's really easy to pretend to be Mo Yidao......

Gradually, the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter, and after a while, the smile on his face gradually faded again.

In the sound of compliments, why can't you hear the word Mo Fan? And also......

Why do you suddenly feel a little cold?

…………

On the barren mountain in the north of Yunxi City, the trees on the mountain are sparse and sparse, many have withered, there are huge boulders and clods scattered everywhere, the ground is yellow, and a single green grass will be extremely conspicuous.

On a flat land at the top of the mountain, Li Xuanyan led a group of demons to confront the three groups.

The group of people on Li Xuanyan's right hand is a group of demon cultivators, they have different appearances, there are young girls who only wrap their breasts in animal skins, there are old men with rickety bodies, and there are young people with hair and gloomy eyes......

The leader of this group of demon cultivators is a tall and burly man with a ** upper body, half of his body exposed, his head is shiny and hairless, and there is a sword scar on his face.

The scarred man holds a long-handled broadsword in both hands, and five iron rings are strung on the back of the knife.

At first glance, this strong man looks like a bandit in the mountains, leading a group of younger brothers to block the road and rob money.

On Li Xuanyan's left-hand side, a group of people, wearing loose Confucian shirts, with bookish gestures, this group is small, less than ten people.

The leader is dressed in a black and white robe, with long hair tied with a brush, and a round face with a white beard.

Looking at his age, this person is about just reaching the crown and is a jade-like son.

Opposite Li Xuanyan, there was only one person, and it was a half-grown boy standing with his hands in his hands and his hair combed into pigtails.

At this moment, everyone and the demon present stared at the half-grown boy together.

The boy stretched out his little thumb and plucked out his ear, then flicked his fingers, popped out the non-existent earwax, swept his gaze around, and sneered:

"What? You juniors want to besiege the old man, can't you? ”

Hearing this, the strong man with the sword scar carried a long-handled broadsword on his shoulder, and after a sound of an iron ring hitting the blade, he raised his eyebrows coldly, and shouted:

"This is the White Country, and it's not the turn of the big businessmen to be arrogant here!"

"Heh......" The boy sneered, and after glancing at the strong man with a sword scar, his eyes fell on the jade boy in a Confucian robe, and he teased in a mocking tone: "He scolded you for being a miscellaneous, don't you scold back?" ”

Yu Gongzi smiled slightly and did not make any reply.

"Uninteresting ......"

The boy sneered again, and then faced Li Xuanyan, with a hint of solemnity on his face, narrowed his eyes and said, "Disciple of the Heavenly Saint Sect, you also want to act as a bandit?" ”

Li Xuanyan shook his head when he heard this, and chuckled: "Nangong's seniors are serious, and the juniors only need a word from their seniors." ”

Without waiting for the boy to reply, the strong man with the sword scar swung his knife and pointed directly at the boy, and shouted: "What do you have to say to him, if you don't tell him where the corpse of the sword demon is, you will beat him until he says it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the demons behind the strong man were waiting for them, and a group of people in Confucian shirts also made a fight.

At this moment, a man and a woman flew in the sky.