Mo Zhongqing rubbed his nose vigorously, and followed Mo Li to the last step of the stairs, and from here on, the steps under his feet were no longer dirt and plaster, but a road paved with stone slabs. At the end of the corridor, there was a bright light, and the voices of the people in the light were unusually noisy.

When you look around the corner at the end, you can see a spacious hall with human servants shuttling back and forth. They work in pairs or fours, alternating between the storage closets at the left end of the hall. They were all moved into the hallway in the middle of the hall.

And the end of the road seems to be the place where the demon clan gathers.

Mo Zhongqing didn't know how many demon clans there were, but he had to go in and see for himself, and what he had to consider now was how to fool the eighteen tiger clan guards who stood tall and stood on both sides of the road.

This tiger clan is almost the same as the tiger clan in the demon world, the only difference is that their coat color is completely gray, as if they have not seen the sun for more than ten years, although their physique is obviously smaller than the same kind in the demon world, but there is a little more cunning and alert in that eye.

Mo Zhongqing saw Mo Li floating around in front of him, his little face looked eager to try, and he couldn't help but smile, and persuaded him softly: "Mo Li, you see, no one dares to leave the sight of the tiger guards without permission, even if I allow you to possess you at this moment, how can you come over without alarming the guards? Even after you come, what can you do? Do you plan to let me wear that servant's clothes and walk back into the team? Those eighteen tiger clans and the servants are not blind." ”

Mo Li's face was stunned, and as soon as he showed a touch of embarrassment, he heard Mo Zhongqing say again: "But don't worry, I already have a way." ”

Before he could say anything, Mo Zhongqing actually stepped out in Mo Li's silent exclamation. Yes, he exposed himself in such a grand manner!

Is this his way?

Mo Li didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, so he could only follow closely. At this time, of course, it was not easy for others to see her as a sword soul body, but they could see the real Mo Zhongqing at a glance, and it was only for a moment, and all eyes were focused on him.

But Mo Zhongqing still turned a blind eye, his steps were slow and steady, and his face was calm and confident. Yes, whether it was the talented Sai Jinghong or the humans he saw on the bluestone steps all the way, Mo Zhongqing felt that the status of these people under the command of the prince was only high, at least they could move freely on the upper level of the bluestone steps, and at this moment he was about to pretend to be one of these people.

Clearly, he was right.

The servants only glanced at him without showing much surprise, and the eighteen guards guarding the Tiger Clan did not immediately step forward to ask him, despite their eyes being scrutinizing and wary.

"It seems that the news of his escape has not yet reached here, is this the secret credit of the second senior brother again?" Mo Zhongqing thought as he walked, and his face began to slowly become gloomy, until his face was already iron and blue when he stepped in front of the Tiger Clan guard.

One of the Tiger Clan guards at the head was stunned when he saw this, and said with some hesitation: "What are you doing when you come down?" Didn't the prince order you and other guests not to approach the bluestone steps without passing the word!"

Mo Zhongqing flicked his wide sleeve robe and said in a deep voice: "Of course I know, but you still don't know that a prisoner has escaped from above!"

The tiger guard chief was stunned for a moment, and said in an urn voice: "What prisoner, no one has ever come in here at all! What do you have to do with us if you lose the prisoner? Hurry up, hurry up!"

Mo Zhongqing not only did not leave, but took a step forward, and his attitude became more and more tough: "Hmph, what kind of identity do you dare to stop me from going, Dao Ye, I want to go in and search!"

"Bold!!"

I only heard the leading tiger guard captain burst into cheers, and the seventeen gray-haired tiger guards behind him pulled out their broadswords at their waists to block the way, glaring angrily. But Mo Zhongqing still did not retreat, but had a contemptuous face and an extremely arrogant attitude.

Seeing this posture, the Tiger Guard Chief's eyes flashed and pressed the hilt of the knife, and the muscles of his shoulders were knotted and angry, but he still forbeared: "This is the realm of my demon clan, I am the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, Badu, I said that if no one goes in, there will be no one, do you think that my eighteen Tiger Clan warriors are all blind?"

Mo Zhongqing didn't reply again, glanced at it and walked towards the storage room on the left side without saying a word.

"Stop, where are you going?"

Seeing that he had not returned the same way, Batu suddenly shouted. Mo Zhongqing didn't bother to look back, and his voice was full of ridicule: "Your eighteen pairs of cat eyes are staring at one passage intently, it is inevitable that you will be negligent in other places, Dao Master, I won't go to your demon clan boundary to search, and you can also take care of the search nearby?"

Ba didn't say anything more, but squinted at Mo Zhongqing disappearing into the door with a group of servants, paused, and finally became suspicious: "You guys are looking here, I'll go over and take a look." ”

This tiger clan patriarch Badu has lived in Wanshou Mountain for a long time, not only has he learned the human language, but even the scheming city is a step above the demon clan in the demon world, although Mo Zhongqing's words have no obvious flaws, but Badu is still quite suspicious, for example, if you want to track down the criminal, why did he send him alone, and is he the one who escaped and is looking for a way out? Even if it is really not, could it be that this demon clan realm is also allowed to do whatever this damn mortal human wants?

Of course not.

After Mo Zhongqing entered the storage room, he found that most of the wooden boxes here were for storing cured meat and salted fish.

"Good guys!"

Mo Zhongqing was secretly startled, and immediately yelled at everyone: "Go out, this Daoist must check here!"

At this time, the servants in it did not dare to disobey, and immediately put down the wooden box in their hands, and the fish rushed out, and walked clean in a moment. Mo Zhongqing looked at the box on the ground, which was about half a person's length, with great satisfaction, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Mo Li, who was floating on the side, didn't see Mo Zhongqing's true purpose until this time, and while he was happy, he couldn't help but worry a little, and secretly wondered: "Will the pull come?" ”

Mo Zhongqing turned around and glanced at Mo Li's expression, and said lightly: "He is full of anger and suspicion, and this is an important place for arsenals, so he will come to find out." ”

A group of servants who had been driven to the outer room stood on the ground and looked at each other, and when they saw Badu suddenly push the door in, they were all even more panicked, obviously not knowing how to explain. When Nabadu saw this situation and saw that there was no Mo Zhongqing in it, the tiger couldn't help but stare at it, and his face flashed with anger, and he actually smiled at the servants again, and made a silent gesture to signal them not to make a sound, and he took off the broadsword at his waist, hunched his back, and tiptoed towards the second door of the storage room.

Push the door, the door opens.

The scene inside the door is unobstructed, but there is no sign of the guy except for the wooden boxes piled up like a hill!

Where does he go?

Batu squinted his eyes and carefully swept around the room, and finally found something special in the wooden boxes piled up like a hill, which was a corner of the exposed robe, and this robe style had just been seen with his own eyes, and at this time anyone could see that these half-length boxes were really a good place for Tibetans!

Batu grinned silently, but as he gathered his strength in his palms and walked briskly to the wooden box with the corners exposed, the wooden door behind him closed without warning. Of course, the wooden door would not close by itself, and he suddenly turned his head to see a flying sword hanging horizontally above the door frame. He didn't know this pure white flying sword, let alone the girl who was half-sitting on the sword body at the moment, smiling at herself.

Of course, this was Mo Li's deliberate letting Badu see it, and it was also the last picture he saw before his consciousness went away. When he opened his eyes again, his face was already smiling like a flower, and he had no power at all.

Mo Zhongqing opened the lid and got up from the box, and when he saw Batu's look that was diametrically opposed to Fang Cai, he couldn't help but shake his head and whispered: "If you smile so sweetly, you can be sure that you will show your feet later." ”

The "Badu" stuck out his tongue lightly, and immediately changed his look, but the exchange always made people feel less majestic and more well-behaved, just like the mighty Tiger King became a docile cat overnight.

Mo Zhongqing rubbed his nose helplessly, touched the tiger head of "Badu" and said, "Forget it, you just have to be expressionless for a while." ”

Now that the hurdle is over, the rest is much easier and smoother. The "Batu" opened the wooden door expressionlessly, and pretended to blast all the servants in the outer room out of the door, leaving only one servant who was similar in size to Mo Zhongqing. The servant was frightened and frightened, but when he saw Batu unexpectedly grinning at him, he felt a numb in the back of his neck before he could react, and he fainted on the spot.

Mo Zhongqing hurriedly changed his robe with the servant's clothes, and after doing all this, Na Moli emerged from Batu's body, and then got into the servant's body again, and then hung his head, avoiding the eyes of the servants and walked towards the bluestone steps. The two of them took such a lot of trouble to hide from the world, so that the remaining seventeen tiger guards mistakenly thought that Mo Zhongqing had left.

The garrison at the gate of the Yongdao was also extremely strict, but with the personal escort of "Batu" and the wooden box as a cover, everything became relatively simple.

......

At the same time, next to the exit of the nameless cave, Mo Shaoying was standing on top of a snow-colored mountain bag with his hands in his hands, allowing the cold and hard mountain wind to beat his black power suit all over his body. He stared into the distance, and the night in the distance was not beautiful, but very cold, and he felt the mountain wind, which was not extremely cold, but very lonely.

In the nameless cave behind him, groups of doormen were rushing around the cave with torches, trying their best to hunt for Mo Zhongqing who had escaped, but who knew that he had gone deep into the cave at this moment?

There was a rustling sound of snow behind him, Mo Shaoying didn't move, he knew that what should come would always come.