"He Baichuan!" Mo Ling suddenly turned around and pointed at He Baichuan and said loudly: "Although you Qingyun Sect has two disciples who have broken through to the martial spirit realm, they have only just broken through, even so you dare to connive at your disciples and murder the envoy of Dugu Villa, if I immediately upload a message to Dugu Villa, within three days, you Qingyun Sect will be destroyed!"

As soon as these words came out, He Baichuan tried his best to suppress his anger and said with a smile.

"Haha, it's all a misunderstanding!" He Baichuan's smiling face was still bruised, as if he had gone mad, and then suddenly said to Zijiao: "Don't apologize to the cow messenger soon!"

Zi Xiang snorted: "Senior Brother Niu, you are the envoy of Dugu Villa, how can you have such a small strength, I am just joking with you, the envoy of Niu is getting serious." ”

"Hmph!" Mo Ling snorted coldly, flicked his hand and left Qingyun Hall directly.

"Hmph!" After Mo Ling left, He Baichuan slammed his fist on the table: "The arrogant man actually pointed fingers in front of the old man. ”

"Master, don't be angry, within two days, I will definitely let you out of this bad breath. Zi Xiang looked at He Baichuan and looked extremely charming.

After Mo Ling left the Qingyun Palace, he walked directly to his residence.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and the plan for now is to leave Qingyun Sect as soon as possible, if He Baichuan and Zijiao and all the disciples of Qingyun Sect are attacking themselves at the same time, they will not win against me.

What's more, this Qingyun Sect has now colluded with the people of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and once there is a conflict, his situation will be too dangerous.

Now for Zijiao, Mo Ling can't figure it out at all, her strength completely depends on the strength of the monster on his body. And I don't know anything about this monster Mo Ling.

As for He Baichuan, he is the peak powerhouse of Huiyuan, although they are all powerhouses in the Huiyuan realm, but there is a difference of one layer, and he is absolutely crushed in terms of strength.

Although Mo Ling has a Saimu by his side, Mo Ling's strength of this Saimu does not dare to pack a ticket. As for the face, not to mention Mo Ling, that guy can't say that he can help himself deal with them, but he can take his own life just by going up.

Just in case, after Mo Ling returned to his room, he immediately issued a secret order to Dugu Holy City.

Mo Ling also knew that once the people of Dugu Villa came to Qingyun Sect, then his identity as the envoy of Dugu Villa would be exposed. If Dugu Holy City comes in person, then he can still save a small life, and if it is someone else, then his own will be here!

Mo Ling sat on the bed, not the slightest feeling of sleep, but Saiki's shouts rose and fell with each other.

Mo Ling smiled bitterly and glanced at Saiki, this guy's sleep is rain or shine.

But even if he didn't sleep, it wouldn't help much, he made Mo Ling much cleaner in this way, so Mo Ling didn't pay attention to him.

So there was nothing to say all night.

The next day, when the sky was bright, a disciple suddenly came to report that Xiang Fei had found it.

Mo Ling's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

"Xiang Fei is not dead?" Mo Ling said in surprise in his heart, "Where is he now?"

"I'm in the Hall of Conduct now!" the disciple said lightly as he looked at Mo Ling.

At this time, as soon as Mo Ling heard Xiang Fei's news, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately went straight to the Hall of Action regardless of everything.

At this time, Mo Ling was so anxious that he didn't care at all about the strange stares cast by the disciples around him along the way.

As soon as I crossed the path, I came to the front of the criminal hall.

At this time, the door of the criminal hall was open, and people were standing on both sides. And in the middle of the lobby, there was a person hanging, this person was with his head down, his clothes were covered in blood, and he was still slightly convulsed, and he was on the verge of death.

"Xiang Fei?" Mo Ling screamed.

At this time, the person standing opposite Xiang Fei was Zi Xiang, and at this time, Zi Xiang also saw Mo Ling and the young man behind Mo Ling, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young man in white. After a moment, he looked at Mo Ling and suddenly showed an evil smile on his face, and then raised the long whip in his hand and slapped Xiang Fei's body twice.

The strength was so strong that when the whip touched Xiang Fei's body, two streams of blood immediately splashed out, and the surrounding disciples couldn't help but flash back, and the timid ones had already covered their faces with their hands, not daring to look directly.

But Xiang Fei didn't make any sound, and seemed to have passed out.

"Stop!" Mo Ling shouted, and Mo Ling was almost crazy, like a mad bull, rushing straight up.

Mo Ling came to him and hugged the man, and then with a slight force, the hanging rope was torn off by Mo Ling.

"Xiang Fei, Xiang Fei?" Mo Ling put the corpse on the ground, and then slowly pulled the hair off his face, this look, Mo Ling couldn't help but be stunned, that person turned out to be Xiang Fei from time to time, but an unknown disciple.

"How is it, I see how you are still pretending now?" Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling and smiled.

Mo Ling looked at Zi Xiang coldly: "Why did you kill Xiang Fei?"

"What? Is he really Mo Ling?"

"Dare to pretend to be the messenger of Dugu Villa, doesn't he want to live?"

"Now you can see it, the three giants of Qingyun are pinching each other!"

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

"Haha......" Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Because you guys are really disgusting, I'm fed up with your faces, I'm the heir of the Yew family, and being with you such a waste makes me feel sick." ”

"Especially you!" Zi Jiao pointed at Mo Ling and said angrily: "You are a waste, you know every day that you will eat and wait for death, but why should a person like you be proficient in all the exercises and mantras, this is too unfair."

Every time I practice alone until late at night, I put in dozens of times as much effort as you, but my understanding of the exercises is less than one-tenth of that of a waste like yours, which is not fair!"

"Is it because of jealousy?" Mo Ling sneered as he looked at Zi Xiang.

"So what, since Heaven is unfair, then I will kill all those who are unfair!"

"What? Xiang Fei was killed by Deacon Zijiao?"

"How so?"

At this time, the disciple next to him suddenly opened his mouth and whispered.

However, as soon as these two people spoke, Zi Xiang suddenly turned his head and looked at the two disciples. A thick gray aura suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The two disciples immediately collapsed to the ground as if they had been choked by something, struggling wildly, and lost their vitality after a few moments.

When the surrounding disciples saw it, they immediately stepped back, their eyes looking at Zi Xiang in horror.

Seeing that the two disciples were no longer moving, an evil smile suddenly appeared on Zijiao's face: "It's all a bunch of waste!"

At this time, even Mo Ling couldn't help but gasp when he saw Zijiao's face.