The black line incarnated by Duan Baili flew extremely fast, but there was a ball of golden light that flew faster, and the golden light that flew from somewhere in the middle of Siming Mountain wrapped the black line, like a lump of black sesame yellow rice dumplings, and then fell back.

No wonder Mo Changchun was just standing at the door of the Mountain Patrol Hall with his hands in his hands, and he was not in a hurry to stop him, obviously knowing that Jin Guanghui would make a move.

"He looked dead, and he had his hands behind his back. Wang Qing muttered: "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's shameless appearance and a bit of the demeanor of the protagonist of the previous generation, how would he reluctantly stand on your side." “

Mo Changchun looked back at him as if he had a sense in his heart, and said with a smile: "It seems that what you said before is not all false. ”

If the sky descends on the catastrophe, I should also go against the tide, I will not destroy the catastrophe, why not regret the first life...... Just now Wang Qing dared to shout that sentence, which really made Mo Changchun look at him with admiration, and when he was decided, he would break it, and sacrifice his life to strike, which was not something ordinary people could do.

And this kid just glanced at Duan Baili, the content is rich, the meaning is complex, like glue and paint, and he wants to talk about it, it seems that he has discussed it with himself, many of his original designs are useless, and the opportunity comes.

He only needs a reason today, since such a big thing has happened in the Mountain Patrol Palace, no matter what, Duan Baili and himself will not be able to escape the supervision of the sect, and it will be impossible for Duan Baili to hide his demonic qi at that time.

This is also the reason why Duan Baili did not hesitate to expose the three mountain patrol elders when he saw the three mountain patrol elders make a move, and resolutely fled.

"Think about the details of the encounter between Duan Baili and the spy. ”

Wang Qing only felt that this voice sounded in his heart, he glanced at Mo Changchun blankly, and sure enough, he just smiled, but did not say a word.

Sound transmission into secret?

Brother Chun, you will have a lot, not at all like the small and middle-level of the Sipin Sect, no, Duan Baili is gone, the position of the master of the mountain patrol hall - fog grass, what a Mo Changchun, the workplace struggle is so ruthless.

It's terrifying.

Soon, several rays of light came from all directions, and one of them, carrying the golden light that had just been shot, the executive meeting of the Patrol Mountain Hall was suddenly upgraded to a high-level meeting of Siming Mountain.

Wang Qing is also the first time to see these high-level officials, especially the head of Yue Zongcheng, who was absent for no reason at the entrance ceremony, and asked the head of the Three Palaces Peak to give a speech on his behalf, which is really disappointing.

After a while, except for the Ancestor Ancestor and the two Supreme Elders, the other five high-ranking people were all there.

Yue Zongcheng sat down in the middle: "Elder Mo is here." ”

Mo Changchun bowed upright, and then said: "Previously, six generations of disciples Sun Changkong and others went down the mountain to practice, and were attacked by the disciples of the Earth Demon Sect on the side of the sect, Changchun was already suspicious, although the cubs of the Demon Sect are unreasonable and inexplicably crazy, but if there is no reason to come, it is almost impossible to appear so close to my sect."

Under careful investigation, Changchun found that the actions of the Patrol Mountain Sect were quite suspicious, especially the several actions involving the destruction of the stronghold of the Earth Demon Sect, which often happened unexpectedly, and the result was half the effort, most of which were written by their own people, but after all, there was no conclusive evidence, and it was not easy to move.

Two months ago, Wang Qingbao, a disciple of the seventh generation, had another disciple of the seventh generation who was suspicious, and seemed to be observing and collecting information about the genius disciples of our sect, so Changchun planned to lead the snake out ......of the hole, and sure enough, he found that Duan Baili was not very concerned about the investigation, and even when he was tortured, he wanted to do manslaughter, and he was already sure in his heart."

Mo Changchun explained the ins and outs of the future, and the head of Yue bowed slightly, before he looked at Wang Qing next to him gently: "Wang Qing, you don't have to be afraid, tell me about Duan Baili's meeting with that spy." ”

After Wang Qing learned that Mo Changchun was going to give him another credit, he had already made a good draft, and at this time, the dark and windy night of the month was the time for the undercover agents to mate, oh no, a good time to exchange material letters, and he was looking at the moon and nostalgia, and he was grateful for the ancestors who had created the foundation of the sect, and the disciples of my generation should be dedicated to seeking the Tao and repaying the kindness of the sect's cultivation, balabala bala......

Then he saw two black figures, by the moonlight, he was sure that one of them was the spy, and the other person he didn't see very clearly at that time, until today he had the courage to look at Duan Baili's appearance, and suddenly recalled that the person's appearance was exactly Duan Baili. With the heart of loyalty to the sect, he sacrificed himself to drink heavily, so that he could get away with helping Elder Mo win the rebellion.

It's all duty, duty, and the credit is not big, it's really not big.

Wang Qing's words are really reasonable, touching, touching, and deeply moving, depicting the plump three-dimensional image of a disciple who loves the sect, loves the same sect, and is determined to strive for a better tomorrow in Siming Mountain.

Mo Changchun and Zhou Qingcang glanced at each other secretly, revealing a look of helplessness, belonging to a monkey, they will climb when they see the pole.

After listening to Wang Qing's rich description, he encouraged him a few more words, saying that there would be a reward, and then waved his hand to let him withdraw first.

After Wang Qing withdrew from the mountain patrol hall, his face was pale, and he did not stop for a moment, and went directly to the school hall of Jiuyuan Mansion, until he saw the bright orchid flowers that were busy in the silkworm room, as well as his own silkworm babies, and then slowly exhaled a long breath, as if he wanted to empty his heart and lungs.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, life hangs by a thread.

Mo Changchun seemed to have fought for him for benefits, but he may not really think about his safety. There were only two monks in the middle stage of the Yudan who were fighting to the death in front of him, and with just a little accident, he was gone.

Nope.

What supporting role, what protagonist, what dark law chance, spiritual mystery method, what is the richest man in the seven generations of disciples, what is the plan to become a leader in the Longtao sect, accumulate heritage, and then enter the upper sect to slowly develop...... Everything is empty.

It's still not strong enough.

Where the spirit god was, a heart seal gradually shone brightly, and the stars were born out of thin air, strengthening his spirit little by little.

It's a competitive heart!

Wang Qing was a little clear, this heart seal didn't seem to be just used to depict the thirteen Gu seals, or rather, it could only be cultivated by raising Gu.

Realizing the original heart seems to be the true meaning of the heart seal.

Call...... I'm so weak, it must be because I haven't found the real protagonist yet.

The heart seal trembled slightly.

Ming Jiaoxi finished the work in his hand step by step, and then glanced at him: "Why is it so quiet today?"

"Hahaha. Wang Qing was stunned and laughed three times: "How about it? This is the method of getting rid of the single that I have studied." ”

"How so?"

Wang Qing explained seriously: "People are curious, you show a lot of enthusiasm in front of the same person every day, so that she is accustomed to it, and then suddenly one day, you don't say a word, then the other party must be curious, curious for a lifetime, dry wood and fire, and then whether it is talking about the stars and the moon, or from poetry and poetry to history and philosophy, there will be countless possibilities." ”

Ming Jiaoxi rolled his eyes, and when he came over, he looked like he was lost and depressed, and he was shocked by God, and he made this absurd appearance in the blink of an eye, and his mind was very heavy.

"I see, although your method didn't let you find a Taoist companion, it saved you once. I thought about it for a while, if you don't keep quiet today, I may have endured it to the extreme, and I will slaughter you right now, which is also a possibility derived from your method of getting off the list, right? ”

“......”

Wang Qing made a suture gesture on the side of his lips.

......

After another half a decade, Wang Qing unexpectedly received a reward from the sect from Ming Jiaoxi.

"What about Deacon Mo? I miss him so much. ”

Mingjiao Xi glanced at him meaningfully, making Wang Qing almost have hair on her heart, and then she said: "Mo Changchun went down the mountain and tortured a few Earth Demon Sect strongholds from Duan Baili, and the sect sent him to bring someone to clean up." Oh, I forgot to tell you that now he is the head of the Mountain Patrol Palace, and he is no longer the deacon of the Jiuyuan Mansion. ”

Sure enough, he was promoted.

"Great joy," Wang Qing's eyes widened: "In the future, we will also have backers, Sister Ming, you said Deacon Mo, oh, it should be called Mo Zongzheng, will his old man pretend not to know us?"

Ming Jiaoxi no longer struggles with the strange title of "Sister Ming".

"You can try it, but you have to be careful of the one hundred and eight tortures in the mountain patrol hall. Ming Jiaoxi frightened him, so he waved his hand to let Wang Qing get out: "Go back and count the money, don't be an eyesore here." Oh, and tomorrow you can report to the first seat of Siming Peak, don't forget. ”

The first hall is the sect cultivation echelon in Mo Changchun's mouth, and there is the real elite of Siming Mountain's disciples.

I don t know if there is a character who is more like the protagonist than Ye Fei, at least my human flesh trading market should be able to expand the customer base, Wang Qing carried a bag of rewards, thinking in his heart.

The fright before half of the decade seemed to be like a meteor cloud.