In the evening.

Mo Xie returned to the ninth floor, and at a glance he saw Lao Qin, who was hovering at the door and looking forward to it.

"Lao Qin, I'm back. Mo Xie shouted at the top of his voice.

When Lao Qin heard this, his eyes followed the voice, slapped his thigh and hurriedly stepped forward, and said, "Oh! Bold, you are finally back, but you are worried about me." ”

However, when he walked in, his happy expression changed, and he saw that the small offering robe that Mo Xie was wearing had become tattered at the moment, no different from a beggar.

"You're getting into a fight, how did you do this?"

Lao Qin's tone was full of shock, because he knew how strong Mo Xie was, and nine duels in the gambling arena in a row did not make his clothes show signs of damage, and only after fighting Mo Dao would his clothes be like this.

So he subconsciously thought that there was a battle between the ink evil and the inner disciples.

I have to say that Lao Qin's guess was really accurate, and he guessed the truth at once, but Mo Xie did not fight with a few people, but fought hand-to-hand with hundreds of inner disciples, among which Cong Mingzhe, who was known as the first person in the inner door.

"Ahh I just had a fight with a group of people, Lao Qin, don't worry, I'm fine now, I don't have any injuries at all, it's a pity that this set of clothes is the first time I've worn such good clothes. Mo Xie scratched his head and smiled, showing pity in his words.

When Lao Qin heard this, he was very keenly aware of the group of two words in Mo Xie's mouth, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? You fought with a group of people?"

"Hmm. Mo Xie nodded, then touched his stomach and said, "Old Qin I am hungry, can you eat first?"

"Okay, come in, come in. ”

Lao Qin hurriedly introduced the ink evil into the room, looking at the ink evil who was gobbling up at the dining table, and his mind was full of thinking about who the group of people who were fighting with the ink evil were.

Because ordinary inner disciples would definitely not be the enemies of the ink evil, so unless it was those famous inner sect existences, he really couldn't think of anyone else who had this ability.

And Xiao Zhan and Mu Feng, who had been sitting down and waiting for a long time, also learned about the fight between Mo Xie and a group of people in the process, and all the curiosity in their hearts was seduced, and they all looked at Mo Xie like curious babies.

Time.

There was no sound in the room except for the sound of Mo Xie chewing food, and the plates of demon beast meat on the table were swept away by Mo Xie in turn, and Lao Qin saw that Mo Xie had not stopped yet, so he beckoned Xiao Zhan and asked him to go to the cafeteria and get some more.

Xiao Zhan nodded, quickly got up and left, and after a while, he ran back sweating profusely with two storage bags full of food, and then he and Lao Qin picked up the empty plates on the table together and placed the steaming new food.

And Mo Xie also did not refuse, I ate as much as you wanted, the three people at the table basically didn't move their chopsticks, and they all watched him gobble up, ruining the original good atmosphere of the dinner.

Time passes slowly.

The food in the five storage bags was gradually wiped out by the ink evil, and when the fifth storage bag was emptied, he leaned back in his chair and burped with a satisfied look on his face.

Seeing this, Lao Qin hurriedly asked, "Are you full?"

"That's right, you are so strong, you should be the person standing at the top of the pyramid in the inner gate, I really can't imagine that there are other people besides Mo Dao who have made you look like this. Xiao Zhan on the side said his own problem.

"Hmm. Mu Feng was the most stable of the three, and he could only say a hum word to express his thoughts.

"It's nothing. Mo Xie lifted his teeth with a toothpick, and said nonchalantly: "After I finished talking to that Murong or something, I wanted to come back, but I don't know why, suddenly dozens of people popped up to beat me, how could I bear my temper, so I started to knock them all over." ”

"And then?" asked Lao Qin.

"And then there are more and more people fighting, and in the end I can't tell who is who, anyway, I will hit one when I catch one, Lao Qin, you haven't seen the scene at that time, I punched down, they rolled their eyes, but it's interesting." ”

When he said this, Mo Xie seemed to think of something interesting, and said: "And the most interesting thing is that when I was just getting interested, a guy who looked like a white-faced scholar suddenly appeared, and the first sentence told me to stop, let me be beaten by those wastes." ”

After hearing this, Lao Qin's eyes rolled, as if he was comparing them with those in his mind, and then asked uncertainly, "Then what happened to him?"

"Of course he was beaten by me, and I took care of him a few more punches, which directly burst his stomach. Mo Xie said disapprehantly.

"What's his name?" the more Old Qin thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he hurriedly asked.

Mo Xie scratched his head, showing a look of extreme thinking, and said, "It seems to.... It seems to be called Zhe, I can't remember the specifics, because I never remember the names of my defeated generals, it's too brain-consuming. ”

"Is it called Cong Mingzhe?" Lao Qin's voice trembled, along with Xiao Zhan and Mu Feng, the eyes of the three of them stared at the ink evil, waiting for the confirmation of the ink evil.

"That's right, it's called Cong Mingzhe, Lao Qin really doesn't know how your brain grows, obviously you are not at the scene, but you can know the name of the person. Mo Xie slapped his thigh and praised Lao Qin.

But after Lao Qin heard Mo Xie's praise, he didn't show a modest smile, but his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

If Mo Dao is the sun he looks up to in his time, then Cong Mingzhe is the new god who replaces the old gods.

The battle between him and Mo Dao at the beginning can be said to have caused a sensation in the entire four sects, large and small elders, famous and unknown disciples all came to Yun Mengze to witness the victory or defeat of this battle with their own eyes.

But in the end, Mo Dao was unexpectedly defeated, and the reason was not the gap in cultivation, nor the strength or weakness of supernatural powers, nor the level of combat experience, but his own defeat to his own dreams.

Because Mo Dao is too obsessed with the development of Dream Eyes, even if he plays the ability of Dream Eyes perfectly, Cong Mingzhe, who also has Dream Eyes, can avoid the attack of the other party's Dream Eyes to the greatest extent, so in this situation, Cong Mingzhe won this decisive victory.

However, if this battle is placed now, no one can guarantee that Cong Mingzhe will win, after all, the current Mo Dao has already surpassed the past in the development of Dream Eyes, no matter whether it is the qi of Huangquan or filth, he can break Cong Mingzhe's defense.

"Bold, I admire your brains too. ”

Lao Qin suddenly groaned, and suddenly felt that his future was dark, and the whole person lay directly on the table with a soft face, his eyes were dull, he couldn't imagine what kind of unfair treatment and revenge he would suffer after he went to the inner door with Mo Xie in the future.

And Cong Mingzhe is different from Mo Dao, Mo Dao is just a prisoner, and if he kills, he will be killed, but what is Cong Mingzhe's identity? If he beats him, those elders can be happy? Those disciples who worship him can be willing to be beaten by their idols?

"Tsk... Boldness is really powerful, first killed Yunmeng's legendary disciple Mo Dao, and then killed Cong Mingzhe, the first person in the inner gate, in a few days, I estimate that after the matter ferments, we will definitely replace Cong Mingzhe as the first person in the inner gate. ”

Xiao Zhan was very happy, he felt that the more he thought about this matter, the more pessimistic he became, instead of being uncomfortable and helpless, it was better to think of something good, let himself have a little hope, in case it really became like this.

"Awesome. Mu Feng said these two words lightly, expressing his admiration, and at the same time, he did not forget to look in the mirror to appreciate his peerless beauty.

Among these people, Mu Feng is the most low-key one, and he is very Buddhist, never fights with others, or is opportunistic, even if there is an excellent candidate standing in front of him, he never shows the idea of flattering or approaching.

And he is very mysterious, even Lao Qin and Xiao Zhan, who have been with him for a few years, don't know his details, they only know that he is a casual cultivator like himself, no one knows the specific past, and he has never heard Mu Feng say it, revealing a strange taste everywhere.

After Mo Xie saw him at the beginning, he couldn't help but want to analyze, this person was either sick or a spy from other sects, otherwise according to normal people's thinking, he would never be able to do this.

"Hey, hey, hey. Mo Xie let out a series of silly laughs when he heard someone praise him.

"Hey...."Lao Qin sighed heavily, he stood up and said to Mo Xie: "Bold, let's go to the inner gate together tomorrow, when the time comes, you can restrain your temper a little, don't be impulsive in case of trouble." ”

"Don't worry, Lao Qin, I have a good temper, as long as they don't provoke me, I will definitely not hit someone first. Mo Xie patted his chest and reassured.

After Lao Qin saw Mo Xie's solemn appearance, he muttered, "It's the same as not saying." ”

But he didn't force it, after all, Mo Xie's character is innate, and it won't change because of his words, so he plans to follow him as long as Mo Xie goes out in the future, and control Mo Xie's temper well, so as not to cause any trouble.

...............

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, the three of them ended their cultivation early, first went to the worship hall, and after relieving Lao Qin and Xiao Zhan of their worship status, they went to the inner gate as the entourage of the ink evil.

However, what the three of them did not expect was that the process of applying for the identity jade card in the Inner Gate Pavilion was extremely smooth, and they were not hindered or obstructed by anyone during the period, and it was a smooth mess, which made Lao Qin have the illusion that nothing had happened.

And what made Lao Qin even more incomprehensible was that those inner disciples who used to look at people with their nostrils, after seeing them, all had a flattering look, where was the original arrogance and disdain.