As everyone knows, Zhao Xianwen, the hall master of the Dandian Palace, is about to explode at this time, and his current "good figure" is all due to Li Mo.

Those bulging were not muscles, but toxins that could not be dispersed to destroy the meridians, and all his blood vessels and meridians in his body skyrocketed, and this became so much more swollen than before.

The atmosphere at the scene was all one-sided support for Zhao Xianwen, and some people were laughing at Li Mo for having such an ordinary face and being embarrassed to compare his temperament with others.

Unless you're particularly stunning, then you have nothing to say than everyone, or you can be ugly and different, and the part of the demon clan with special aesthetics will also vote for you, but you look ordinary, then I'm sorry.

But the more everyone supported him, the more he praised Zhao Xianwen's good figure, burly and strong, the more angry he became, and the more he wanted to go crazy. In the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart that could dry up a lake and said: "This game, the old man gave up and admitted defeat." ”

Unbelievable gasps came and went, giving up, admitting defeat, our ears weren't broken.

The strong man opposite Leopard Eleven stood directly on the table, his voice was already loud, coupled with his emotion, his voice was so loud that he almost didn't overturn the roof: "If it's a man, don't be cowardly, take off your mask, show your muscles, and let Xiao Niangpi see what the charm of a man is." ”

As he spoke, he flexed his muscles, and every muscle of his arm bulged out under his force, strong and full of strength.

But after showing off his muscles, he was still not satisfied, so he actually ripped off his shirt, patted his chest and shouted: "His grandmother is a bear, with muscles like our bear master, such a figure, who dares to say that the temperament is not good and the appearance is not good." ”

The little banshee outside the door let out a scream, Li Mo couldn't help but be curious, turned his head and glanced at the strong man, full of two-finger-long chest hair, black pressed and pressed, where can I see any muscles, this, this is really a bit spicy.

Even the peeking Luo Luo finally covered his eyes with his claws.

The people sitting in the hall were all laughing, a good dust washing banquet was really bad, and I couldn't figure out whether it was a competition or a show meeting. But Hai Lan on the main seat was not only not unhappy, but rarely showed a real smile on his cold face.

Just make a fuss, and the more cheerful the better.

When they had laughed enough, the voices on the field were not so noisy, and Li Mo asked clearly and loudly: "Are you sure, have you admitted defeat?"

Zhao Xianwen, the hall master of the Dan Palace, had to nod again and said, "The old man is sure." ”

But this time he learned smartly, and without waiting for others to ask questions and ridicule, he said: "According to the rules, this second game will be the turn of the old man to solve the problem." In the second game, let's identify the spirit grass. ”

As soon as he threw out this question, the demon clans present were very interested, and they all stopped discussing and speaking, and all closed their mouths tightly, waiting to see their competition.

Although it is an exaggeration to say that he usually boasts of the heavens and the earth, throughout the ages, he knows everything and is omnipotent, but Li Mo also agrees with the erudition of alchemy and cognition of the spirit grass. Luoluo is not a spiritual pet, and he has no aura, and his transmission is estimated to be even if it is a god cultivator, and it will not be able to find out.

It's really a must-have for cheating on exams at home.

Li Mo hugged Luoluo on his lap, exchanged a tacit look with him, and asked: "This topic is very good, I have no opinion, but I don't know how you plan to compare, old man?"

The demon clan watching the battle didn't make a sound, but in their hearts they had already labeled Li Mo as a loser, this is a competition, what a serious thing, she is still holding a pet and teasing, and in addition to which one she is holding in her hand, there is a fox next to her, and there is a black bird on her head.

Is this the attitude that should be in the competition?

The comparison method of identifying the spirit grass can also be divided into many kinds, such as some sects will have a spirit grass scripture specially used for testing, or the mustard seed realm of the spirit grass can be identified on the spot, etc.

But there won't be anything on this demon island.

Zhao Xianwen had already thought about the content of the competition before, and said without thinking at this time: "It's a comparison of whether you can recognize the spirit grass in the other party's hand, and the competition ends with one party not being able to recognize it." ”

Li Mo nodded, but Zhao Xianwen got up and walked to Leopard Eleven, and whispered a few words in his ear, and Leopard Eleven lifted off a piece of animal skin armor on the crotch of his pants and took out a storage bag from it and gave it to him.

This time it was Li Mo's turn to cover his eyes, this, why is this leopard so vulgar and obscene?

Facing the strange eyes of the demon clans from all walks of life, Leopard Eleven said angrily: "What do you see, haven't you ever seen a Qiankun bag tied to your thigh hair? ”

Luoluo was thoughtful, it turned out that things could be hidden like this, it was really a long insight.

The people who sat and watched the play were all laughing, it seemed that Leopard Eleven was not a good-looking demon, and no one was going to fight with him.

But Luoluo, who lacked heart and eyes, didn't have the slightest concern, and offended two people with one mouth: "Ah, the things that were taken out of that kind of place, but there are still people who carry them like treasures, is it because they don't have that thing? If this is the rabbit master and me, I have to blush." ”

No one blamed Luoluo for being disrespectful, Leopard Eleven didn't even put a rabbit who didn't even have aura in his eyes at all, and felt that he had lost his share with him, and he didn't hear that Luoluo's words meant to scold him, and he didn't know whether to say that he was coarse or brainless. Naturally, the others were happy to see the jokes.

Zhao Xianwen didn't answer the words, he was wearing a mask, and there was no flesh on his face, and the officials were actually a little dissatisfied with this, and they couldn't tell whether he was blushing or not.

He just sat back opposite Li Mo with the storage bag that he didn't know if there was a peculiar smell, he seemed to be quite familiar with the contents of the storage bag, and it didn't take much effort to take out a purple spirit grass from it.

Zhao Xianwen wrapped the spirit grass with aura, let the spirit grass float in the air, and showed it to everyone at the banquet, and the most important thing was to show his opponent Li Mo a clear understanding.

This spirit grass is the thickness of the fingers, but it does not grow tall, and it is only the palm of the hand that is connected to the roots from the top. If this grows in the soil, the part that is exposed to the ground is estimated to be a finger's high. The shape of the blades is meniscus-shaped, and the edges of the blades are like serrations.

As soon as this spirit grass appeared, someone sitting next to Leopard Eleven asked him what it was. He said with a smug face: "This is the last time when I was fighting with the demons, I accidentally found it on a rock on the way back from victory, this spirit grass not only grows on the rock, but also swallows the essence of the sun, surrounded by spiritual energy, it is a good thing at a glance."

But unfortunately, I searched through the classics of the demon clan and couldn't find what it was. ”