Chapter 43, those who follow me prosper and those who disobey me die

Hou Xibai knew that Mo Qingchi's status in the Yin Sect was extraordinary, but he still didn't expect that Mo Qingchi's status in the Yin Sect would be so lofty......

Mo Qingchi's expression was calm, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him at all, he didn't look at Shangguan Long again, but cast his eyes on Rong Fengxiang, who looked kind, and said slowly: "Although this place is fresh and elegant, it is really not a place to talk to Uncle Shi and catch up with the past, I don't know if Uncle Shi thinks so?"

It's a teahouse, not a restaurant. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They had already left Wang Tong's mansion and came to a teahouse, an absolutely fresh and elegant teahouse, Rong Fengxiang could guarantee that their conversation would never be known to anyone except them, no matter what happened in this teahouse, it was a secret, an absolute secret.

There was no Hou Xibai in the teahouse, although Hou Xibai was curious about the conversation between Mo Qingchi and Rong Fengxiang and Shangguan Long, but he also knew that the more he knew, the less good it was, so after leaving Wang Tong's mansion, Hou Xibai parted ways with Mo Qingchi and others.

Mo Qingchi poured himself a full cup of tea. Others have always been full of seven points when they drink tea, but he absolutely refuses to leave himself any room for drinking tea and drinking, he took a small sip of the rain in the cup, and then slowly spoke: "The sect master is very satisfied with the operation of Uncle Rong and Uncle Shangguan in Luoyang, except for a little, Uncle Rong seems to have secretly calculated during the period of living in Luoyang, and this calculation is very likely to damage the interests of the Demon Gate." ”

Rong Fengxiang laughed, he squinted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him and said slowly, "Why did my nephew say that?"

Mo Qingchi said lightly: "The junior said this is naturally not empty words, but there is evidence, for example, I already know that Senior Rong, your daughter Rong Jiaojiao and joined the Great Ming Zun Sect, with the wisdom of the senior, can this be hidden from you?"

Rong Fengxiang's face remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Oh, there is indeed such a thing, but what about it?"

Mo Qingchi shook his head and said: "Actually, it's not that much, it's that everyone has their own ideas, which is understandable, so the sect master doesn't intend to blame the seniors, but it's a pity that he can't see this the most, so he gave the seniors two choices before the Demon Gate Conference was held." ”

Rong Fengxiang squinted his eyes and said, "Which two choices?"

Mo Qingchi stretched out the fingers of his left hand and drew a two-word word, and then gently looked at the wheelchair and said slowly: "You continue to ask your daughter to lurk in the Da Ming Zun Sect, and secondly, maybe ask the seniors to stick to their own ideas, and the juniors will bring a hemp rope and a few begonia flowers to the seniors in a few days, I don't know what the seniors think?"

Hemp rope, begonia flowers.

The latter Rong Fengxiang still didn't understand, but how he didn't understand the former, his face, which had rarely changed color, had changed color at this moment, and his eyes flashed with the cold killing intent and killing intent, but Mo Qingchi didn't seem to notice it at all, he slowly spoke: "I have heard the sect master mention that the dust fighting martial arts attainments among the eight masters of the Demon Gate are unfathomable, and he is familiar with the mysterious and strange techniques of the Daomen, Mo Mou has long wanted to understand it, I don't know if today's senior Rong can let him learn it?"

He said that his hand had already pressed the sword on his waist, and he looked at Rong Fengxiang with a smile and said slowly: "I only want to make one move when I fight with people in my life, and after one move, no matter how I win or lose, I will no longer make a move, if I make a bet with Rong seniors today, if today's seniors can block my move, I will no longer pursue the past, if Rong seniors can't block this move, it will be nothing more than others." ”

He forgot to look at Shangguan Long, who was sitting straight but his expression was as pale as paper, and said slowly: "I don't know what Shangguan seniors think of this idea?"

Shangguan Long bowed his head and was speechless, he was an experienced Jianghu man, but he didn't know what to say at this moment, and he didn't know how to answer, so what else could he do now except keep his head down?

At this moment, if the Luoyang Gang saw Shangguan Long at this moment, they would definitely not be able to help Shangguan Long, is this still the heroic Shangguan Long who looks down on the world in their eyes? This is absolutely not, how can Shangguan Long be like this on weekdays? But this is indeed Shangguan Long, and there is absolutely no adulterated Shangguan Long.

Mo Qingchi smiled and looked at Rong Fengxiang with a gloomy face, he waited for a long time, and then slowly put his hand down from the hilt of the sword, the moment his hand was put down from the hilt, the smile on his face had disappeared, his face was replaced with an incomparable smile, he looked at Rong Fengxiang coldly and said: " The Demon Gate is divided into two factions and six paths, and the length of time can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and the Demon Gate has always tried to compete with Cihang Jingzhai and other martial arts righteous paths, but unfortunately it has never been successful, so the sect master has reflected hard, only by integrating the strength of the two factions and six ways can he have the opportunity to compete with Cihang Jing in the four Zen sects, and then compete with the world. ”

"It is understandable that the predecessors intend to maintain the inheritance of Laojunguan, but if this is the case, then ask the seniors to assist our Yin Sect in achieving great things, or take the Laojunguan inheritance to completely withdraw from the Demon Gate. He said that he slowly drank a cup of tea here, looked at Rong Fengxiang, who was already pale, and said slowly: "I know that this matter is a big deal, and Senior Rong needs to reply to this matter, but I just hope that the senior will not reply too long, after all, the Demon Gate Conference will be held in five days." He said and glanced at Shangguan Long meaningfully.

Xiong Batian stood up and pushed Mo Qingchi out of this elegant and quiet teahouse.

The teahouse was silent, as if it had become a tomb.

After a long, long time, Shangguan Long looked at Rong Fengxiang, whose face was like ashes, and said, "Boss Rong, what did the Demon Fu mean by what he said just now?"

Rong Fengxiang's eyes were already bloodshot, and he stared at Shangguan Long and said coldly, "Don't you really understand what the Demon Master means?"

Shangguan Long was speechless.

After a while, Rong Fengxiang slowly spoke: "Those who follow me prosper, and those who go against me die." ”

The sound was like five thunderbolts, hitting Shangguan Long's heart.

Shangguan Long is a smart person, he can't not know, but he doesn't dare to think about it, in his eyes, the Yin Sect is definitely not such a personality, but at this moment, the Yin Sect has done something very inconsistent with his personality - those who follow me prosper, and those who go against me die.

He couldn't imagine that Zhu Yuyan, the sect leader who was bent on unifying the two factions and six realms, would reveal such a meaning, and it was even more difficult for him to think of what kind of layout Mo Qingchi had made in the Yin Sect in the past few years, and why did the Yin Sect have the audacity to declare war with the other sects of the two factions and six realms?

Suddenly, Rong Fengxiang seemed to have been hit on the head by lightning, and suddenly stood up, his ruddy face revealed a pale and sluggish expression that was even more pale than just now, and he suddenly thought of something even more terrifying.

- Is the Demon Gate Conference he promoted at this time in order to deal with Mo Qingchi a trap deliberately set by Mo Qingchi, the purpose is to eliminate dissidents, and he will carry this black cauldron for him to eradicate the elite of the Demon Gate?

Thinking of this, he shuddered in his heart.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the light but meaningful smile on Mo Qingchi's face, and the corners of his mouth finally hooked up a wry smile, and now he finally understood, even if he didn't want to make a decision at this moment, it wouldn't work.

In terms of this person's methods, wouldn't all of this be in his hands now, otherwise how could he be honest with me, a person who has not yet identified friend or foe? Rong Fengxiang didn't believe that the Demon Sect Demon Master, who had always been strategic, would be so ignorant and arrogant......

Xiong Batian pushed the wheelchair, Mo Qingchi sat in the wheelchair and looked at the sun in the sky that didn't look dazzling, took a deep breath, turned his eyes to the weeping willow on one side and said slowly: "Chess players play chess, the most interesting thing is not the ending, but the layout, I don't know much about the layout of this game of chess, I don't know if it will give me some unexpected surprise......s?

Every time Mo Qingchi said such a thing, Xiong Batian basically didn't speak, but there was one thing he always believed, once the chess game came to an end, there might be unexpected changes in this chess game, but there was only one result: victory.

The winner could not be someone else, it must be this man in a wheelchair, he had never seen this man defeat so far. In any case, no matter who he faces, he also believes that this person will not be defeated and will never be defeated.

——There is always a kind of person in the world who will not be defeated, and Xiong Batian believes that Mo Qingchi is this kind of person, a person who will never be defeated.

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Wan Wan disappeared from Mo Qingchi's side for a short time, to be precise, since Mo Qingchi arrived in Luoyang, the famous world in this demon gate has disappeared, Rong Fengxiang knows this, and Shangguan Long also knows.

They knew everything Mo Qingchi had done these days, even if they had a few times, they knew it, but in the face of this information, they couldn't find the slightest direction, they didn't know what Wan Wan, who was known as the most outstanding genius in the history of the Yin Sect, had done, and they didn't know what Mo Qingchi was going to do.

The only thing they knew was that the Demon Gate Conference that he had single-handedly promoted would be held in five days, and what kind of conspiracy would the Mo Qingchi Yin Sect have on that day?

Rong Fengxiang didn't know this, and now he also knew that no matter how he inquired, it would be difficult to know, and now they were all thinking about a problem: those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die.

In the face of such an ambitious Yin Sect, what decision should they make? This is the question that Mo Qingchi threw at them, and it is also the question that Mo Qingchi is very sure to throw at these two people, and these two people will definitely think about it.

How many people don't think about life and death? )