After all, he, Zhao Kai, can be regarded as a real member of the Mo family, and he can also participate in the previous meeting.

"The little one doesn't know the rules very well, I saw that the ancestors brought all the children of the Mo family before, and those of your friends didn't follow, so I'm a little hesitant to go as a guard."

Mo Xiaowan nodded slightly questioning after hearing this, no matter what, this time she took a big advantage, and it was still a great contribution made by this guard, otherwise she would suffer a great shame.

Thinking of this, she was very refreshed, kept reminiscing, and her excitement was overflowing.

Chen Zijing also smiled, and this incident hid the part he was secretly hiding.

In the next few days, no matter what Mo Xiaowan did, a large number of people followed her, and Chen Zijing always protected her and did not give any opponent a chance.

This personal guard wearing a mask is also famous in the Mo family, and although he is still a subordinate, he can also gain respect.

After all, he is a person who is valued by Mo Xiaowan, and Mo Xiaowan is loved by the ancestor Mo Wanqiu.

Half a month passed, Mo Xiaowan began to prepare non-stop, and often brought back some precious objects, or pills, or treasures, and even purchased puppets.

Some of them were not needed or too much, so they were simply given to Chen Zijing, after all, this guard had made a great contribution, and Mo Xiaowan was still very generous in this regard.

"This woman has advantages, that is, she has an extreme personality and is debauched" Chen Zijing sat in the room, looking at the objects that Mo Xiaowan rewarded him, of course he didn't care about this kind of thing used by the late martial arts generals.

But the evaluation of this girl is also real, she is very generous and bold, and her thoughts are not complicated.

But Chen Zijing can see different men entering and leaving Mo Xiaowan's room almost every day, all of them are handsome and handsome, with such a temperament, from a secular point of view, naturally they can't be regarded as good women.

In the evening, Chen Zijing jumped out like a nighthawk. Wander through the darkness of the city.

The dossier department of the Wanhong Sect was managed by a deacon in the late stage of the martial arts, and this person was named Liu Mo.

This guy is considered a related household in the sect, and he has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he is almost at the end of his age when he is old, so he was sent here to take care of some inconsequential light work.

But just as he was lying on the rocking chair, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, a dark shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

"Who!?" Liu Mo turned his head, only to see a black claw already appear on his neck, followed by a slight stroke.

"Gollum!" Liu Mo watched in disbelief as his head gradually moved away from his body. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

In Wanhong Sect, no matter how fierce the competition between disciples is, no one will kill them anymore.

But now what is going on is difficult for him to figure out.

After killing Liu Mo, this black shadow immediately took off the token on his body and then infiltrated the dossier department.

This is Chen Zijing, he wants to read his grandfather's information, as well as the hidden secrets of the year.

Alas, nothing. In terms of archival materials, the Wanhong Sect does not attach great importance to it, especially this kind of internal killing, and it is impossible to record it.

Chen Zijing didn't have any other gains except for some information about the Black Abyss Prison. Here he is extremely limited in his movements.

The killing of the deacon of the archives department made the Wanhong sect angry, and although disciples die every year, it is not common for administrators to die.

After careful investigation. There was not even the slightest sign of the scene! It was a completely headless unjust case.

There are tens of millions of disciples in the Wanhong Sect, and there is no way to investigate them one by one, which makes the investigators very headache. Fortunately, it doesn't matter who dies, and nothing is lost.

This matter was put on hold by the sect for the time being, waiting for it to be investigated slowly in the future.

Three days later, the day of trial finally approached.

Mo Xiaowan's room.

Chen Zijing reminded softly: "Miss, you are about to participate in the trial, but you must be careful of the people of the Yun family." ”

At the same time, help her hand over some personal belongings, and check if there are any omissions by the way.

"I'm leaving, you take care of the house. After Mo Xiaowan checked that the object was correct, she nodded with satisfaction.

After speaking, he pushed the door and walked out, moving competently.

At the same time, the Hundred Demon Tomb behind the City of Vain Death.

In front of the huge grave in the deepest part, a white-bearded old man walked by, he was tall and fierce.

At this time, the old man's eyes flashed with a gloomy color.

"Chuntian, what happened to you in a panic?" In the tomb, a cold voice sounded, like a muffled drum and a heavy hammer, and the humming sound was non-stop.

If outsiders hear it, they will definitely be shocked! This is known as Chuntian, one of the elders of the Wanhong Sect, who has the peak cultivation of the late stage of the Martial Saint, and is known as the "Demon Operator"!

And the people who talked to him in the tomb listened carefully, it was the old man who had cooperated with Di Xin before.

"Elder Zheng, just now I calculated a hexagram and spent my natal essence blood to calculate the accurate news, the guy who killed Zhou Tianhao and got the artifact has reached the helm of our Wanhong Sect!"

"Hmm, what!?" The voice in the mound suddenly rose twice, and shouted in disbelief, "What is that guy doing here?

"Before, I was going to let that guy Di Xin help capture this kid, and by the way, I used other sects to solve this hidden danger, but now it seems that we have to do it ourselves."

Soon the thin old man in the tomb walked out quickly, his eyes flashed with red light at the moment, somewhat similar to Zheng Zhilie, except that this person's eyes were not two flames, but a whole sea of fire!

The old man's steps stepped into the void, and there were actually bursts of ripples, causing ripples in the space.

"Elder Zheng, are you about to break through?" Hai Chuntian asked in surprise, surprise on his face.

"Not bad. The old man nodded, but he didn't continue the topic, but instead asked, "That guy will immediately investigate and arrest him as soon as he infiltrates here!"

Hai Chuntian's eyes rolled, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, but today is the day of the Black Abyss Trial, and the disciples are estimated to have set off, you must know that there is nothing to hide in that place."

"Especially the prison at the bottom of the Black Abyss, the prisoners who have been imprisoned for many years, and every year when the yin qi is the strongest, the ghost door will be opened, will that kid be"

He frowned, "You mean, that kid's purpose is the Prison of the Black Abyss?"

At this point, the two glanced at each other, and at the same time showed a heavy expression.

"I've never had such a thing in the Wanhong Sect, let a little monkey sneak into the rudder, let go of the prisoners in the Abyss Prison or get something, and then escape!" the old man said in a cold voice, looking at Hai Chuntian. (To be continued.) )