At the same time, outside the Drunken Incense Pavilion, three middle-aged immortal cultivators and a young immortal cultivator were standing outside waiting.

"Big brother!" One of the middle-aged men with a mustache was already full of anger at this moment: "This Mobei's shelf is also too big! It's just a disciple of the Qi refining period, and he dares to let us wait outside to be summoned!"

The man with the tiger's back also nodded, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he said in an urn voice: "Big brother, you are also the head of the family, and the ancestor of our Misha family is also an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period!

"In the Heavenly Star Kingdom, we are also a hundred calls, and we are admired by thousands of people! What is this Mobei, let's break in!"

"Shut up!"

The head of the Namisa family glared at the big man fiercely, gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "What do you know!"

"Now the fate of our family is all on Na Mobei! The ancestor is about to sit down, and the strength of Yuan Rongzong has been greatly damaged. Let's invest in that Yuan Rong Sect again at this moment, aren't we killing ourselves!"

Speaking of this, the head of the Misha family sighed with some emotion: "It's really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi! Who knew that this kind of thing would happen."

Now we can only rely on it, and then Mo Bei will be able to say a few more good words to us in front of the Taixu Sect. Let us return to the Taixu Sect, after all, it is Mo Bei who carries out this mission, and with his words, he can absolutely determine the fate of our family!"

The young immortal cultivator was full of rebelliousness, with a trace of disdain, listening to the words of the head of the family, and snorted slightly.

But. Among these few people. It is indeed his highest cultivation. It has reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period.

At this time, Feifu preached, and the Misha family and the others glanced at each other, and then followed in.

Seeing these people walking in, Mo Bei did not move, and his divine sense swept over them.

The three middle-aged immortal cultivators were all five or six in the Qi Refining Period, and the highest cultivation was a Ninefold Immortal Cultivator in the Qi Refining Period.

Mo Bei's gaze glanced at the young man who was refining qi ninefold, and said lightly, "What are you looking for me?"

The head of the Misha family hurriedly stepped forward. At this moment, where is there still the prestige and blessing in the Heavenly Star Country on weekdays, and the invincible, with a smile on his face that blooms with affection, he smiled and flattered:

"The younger generation has seen the envoy. Envoy, I am the head of the Misha family, and we met last time. ”

"I know," Mo Bei nodded lightly.

The head of the family grinned dryly, the fat meat on his face was squeezed aside, rubbed his hands and said, "What happened last time was a complete misunderstanding. I specially led the Misha family to visit you. ”

Mo Bei smiled. He looked at the owner with interest and asked, "If I remember correctly." It seems that many days ago, your Misha family had already disassociated themselves from my Taixu Sect. It stands to reason that you should have gone to visit the Yuan Rong Sect, why did you come to me?"

Misharong showed a touch of embarrassment on his face, and then reacted extremely quickly, and instantly recovered as before, and said, "The senior said that he was laughing. The life and death of the people of the Taixu Sect of my Misha family, death is the soul of the Taixu Sect, how can I betray the Taixu Sect. Instead go to the Yuan Rong Sect?"

"That Yuan Rong Sect is not even worthy of the qualifications to carry shoes for our Taixu Sect!" Mi Sharong said indignantly.

Speaking of this, Mo Bei already understood the meaning of this Mi Sharong today, and couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Mo Bei stared at it with a smile, and it wasn't until Mi Sharong was a little uncomfortable that Mo Bei muttered, "If I remember correctly, I went to the Heavenly Star Country last time. You don't think that's what you said. ”

"Moreover, it seems that even the compensation has been given to my Taixu Sect, saying that it will never have anything to do with my Taixu Sect in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, Misharong was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't dare, don't dare! Last time, the junior was also confused for a while, and when he said such a stupid thing, the junior couldn't regret it!"

"When the juniors come to their senses, they want to talk to the seniors. Helplessly, the seniors have already left the Heavenly Star Country. ”

As he spoke, Misharong hurriedly pulled down Misha Haolong, who was standing beside him, and winked at him in private.

Then Misharong turned his head again and showed a blooming smile at Mo Bei: "The junior has personally brought Misha Haolong back from Yuanrong Sect. Specially sent to the Taixu Sect. ”

"Haolong, haven't seen your predecessors yet!" Misharong glared at secretly and urged.

Misha Haolong pursed his lips, full of arrogance, his eyes swept over Na Mo Bei, and he secretly thought in his heart: "It's just a disciple of the tenth level of the Qi refining period, just one level higher than me." In this Taixu Sect, grab a handful. What's the big deal. ”

Misha Haolong also had some heads, and these words were not said on the spot, but he snorted slightly and didn't say a word.

"I am a true disciple of the sect master in that Yuanrong Sect, which big and small, inner and outer disciples are not respectful when they see me? Even if it is a disciple of the foundation building period, they have to sell me a few thin noodles. ”

"Even if you come to this Taixu Sect, you are bound to be taken seriously. Give a gift to such a disciple in the Qi refining period?"

"He's something, huh!"

The more Misha Haolong thought about it, the more disdain he felt, and he glanced at Mo Bei and sneered.

That look of disdain, even a fool can see it!

Long Haotian had a violent temper, and it was the first time he saw something to beg his boss, but it turned out to be a guy who was even more arrogant than himself.

He immediately put a nameless fire on his head, stepped forward without saying a word, looked at the Misha Haolong, showed a smile, and said gently: "You are Misha Haolong?"

Misha Haolong raised his chin slightly, glanced at Long Haotian with his spare eyes, and secretly said in his heart: "You know my reputation, you really want to slap me." ”

Thinking of this, Misha Haolong showed a proud sneer, and said lightly: "I am the ......"

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly-

"Smack!"

A crisp slap suddenly resounded throughout the hall, and people couldn't help but be stunned.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Long Haotian had already rounded his right palm and slapped it the right side of the face of the Misha Haolong.

The latter was caught off guard and was slapped in the face. Suddenly, there was a stumbling stumble. Almost fell to the ground.

An extremely clear slap mark appeared on the entire right side of his face. It's so red and red that it's almost dripping blood.

In an instant, the entire hall had fallen silent, and even the needle could be heard on the ground.

Everyone looked at Long Haotian in disbelief, their faces full of surprise, no one would have thought that he would suddenly make a move, in full view of everyone. gave Namisa Haolong a slap in the face.

And Misha Haolong's whole person was also stunned, and he couldn't come back to his senses for half a sound, but his face was incredulous.

After a few breaths, he came to his senses, and his face, which was relatively handsome, suddenly turned from blue to purple, and finally he was so red that he almost dripped blood.

The facial features are so hideous that they are twisted into a ball!

"You dare to hit me!!" Misha Haolong's voice suddenly increased several times, his eyes stared at Long Haotian like a poisonous snake, and his hands were clenched into fists. The blue tendons on his forehead and arms protruded, as if he was already on the verge of rage.

"Smack!"

Long Haotian picked up his left hand again. Another hard slap on the left side of the face of the Misha Haolong.

The power of this palm was greater than before, and the Misha Haolong, who was about to be pumped, was a little dizzy, and his body staggered.

Because Long Haotian's two slaps were too sudden, no one could have imagined it, and at such a close distance, even Misha Haolong, who was in the ninth level of Qi refining, couldn't react.

"You!!"

Misha Haolong roared, eager to rush over and die with that dragon Haotian, again and again, embarrassed in front of so many people, in this life he has been chasing stars and holding the moon like a child, where has he suffered such humiliation!

"Stop!"

Misha Rong snorted violently, and held down Misha Haolong's arm to shake him.

Under the majesty of the head of the family, Misha Haolong had to forcibly suppress the breath in his heart, his whole body was trembling, and he almost wanted to vomit blood, eager to break Long Haotian's body into ten thousand pieces!

But right now, Misha Haolong didn't dare to do it.

Because, he had already seen more than a dozen disciples of the Qi Refining Stage seven or eight, eight or nine around him all looking at this side, and their malicious eyes swept over him from time to time.

Long Haotian directly ignored Misha Haolong's murderous gaze, a touch of coldness appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "Okay, very good!"

"No matter what treatment you have in Yuanrong Sect, you are still a true disciple before! In front of my boss, you are a dragon, and you have to be coiled for me! You are a tiger, and you have to kneel for Lao Tzu!"

This speech, accompanied by the coercion exuded by the more than a dozen immortal cultivators and Long Haotian, really had a bit of momentum, and it shocked everyone in the Namisa family who was about to move, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Alright, now let's get down to business. Long Haotian silently stepped aside.

Misharong's face was pale, and he was extremely embarrassed. Even though Misha Haolong was a little too arrogant before, this guy was too ruthless, and he didn't leave any affection.

But now, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Misharong had no choice but to be embarrassed: "Senior, please don't be like the juniors." When I go back, I will definitely teach this boy a good lesson. ”

As he spoke, he pressed Misha Haolong hard. No matter how unwilling the latter was, he had to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, and with a hot slap on his face, he retreated, staring at Long Haotian viciously.

Mo Bei waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, but it's ......"

"But last time you negotiated with me and paid the compensation, you have nothing to do with the Taixu Sect, I am not wrong about this. ”

Misharong smiled dryly: "That's true, so I want to ask my seniors to return the spirit stone that was compensated to me......"

Hearing this, Mo Bei suddenly showed a blooming smile, stared at him and asked with a smile, "Do you still want to go back?"

Misharong was stunned for a moment, and then reacted instantly, waving his hand and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, I remembered it wrong." Where is the compensation, but the younger generation......"

Speaking of this, he showed a touch of pain on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "It's a little bit of meaning from the juniors to the seniors, and I ask the seniors to smile." ”

"Oh......" Mo Bei made a look of sudden realization, and then was puzzled: "So that's the case...... But well...... It is a matter of course and duty for our disciples of the Taixu Sect to perform tasks for the Taixu Sect. There's something wrong with receiving your spirit stones, so you'd better take them back. ”

Saying that, Mo Bei pretended to prepare to ask for the spirit stone.

At this moment, where could Mi Sharong still let Mo Bei return the spirit stone, his forehead was full of sweat, and he said, "No, no...... The seniors have worked hard along the way, and that little bit of heart is what the younger generations should have. ”

"I hit it off at first sight with my seniors, so I came this time with some small gifts, and asked my seniors not to refuse. Saying that, Mi Sharong took out a small storage bag with a painful face and handed it to Mo Bei, but he had to pretend to be very happy, and the expression on his face made people feel painful when he looked at it. (To be continued......)