Xia Yun blamed the cause of all this on Fan De and Luotian, and when he recovered and broke through to the gods, it would be the death of the two.

However, there is still one thing that he can't understand, that is, why does the ancestor spend so much financial resources to reward the sky, but he is just a hairy boy, although there are some peculiarities, but after all, he is a qi cultivator, the garbage at the bottom, why bother to mobilize the people.

So, he said loudly: "Ancestor Qi, although the Butterfly Killing Sect has a lot of financial resources, it can't withstand your consumption so much, what is there in it?"

As if he knew that he was going to ask, Qi Entourage grinned, leisurely, not minding Xia Yun's tone at all, and said, "The doorway, a little." "The head shook, the body moved, and he looked quite proud.

"Oh? Xia Yundao was a little curious, after all, in his image, his own ancestor never cared about things, he ate, slept and ate, and he didn't have a proper shape, and now he suddenly came up with a plan, which is quite unusual.

I saw that Qi Entourage changed his comfortable posture, sat on the chair, crossed his legs and said: "My butterfly killing faction should not take the lead now, after such a trouble, it will definitely attract the attention of other factions, and the whole thing will spread all over the continent in an instant, and those in the distance may listen to a joke, saying that the butterfly killing faction was played by a kid in the qi training period, but there will definitely be other thoughts in the vicinity, such as the surrounding Tuohailin, the Broken Water Sect, etc., which one doesn't want to eat this piece of fat." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, looked at Xia Yundaoren, the other party nodded in agreement, and Qi Entourage continued: "In the past, the Yuangang Sect Killing Sect blocked the exit, and there were several second-class sects in the back, if you want to stand out, you need an opportunity, and that kid from the Killing Sect is this opportunity." ”

Xia Yundao's eyes lit up when he listened, and after clicking, he instantly understood the reason, the corners of his mouth turned up, his hands clapped, and said with a smile: "Wonderful, it's really wonderful, the meaning of the ancestor Xia Yun understands, this is a plan to kill three birds with one stone, the first benefit of the reward is to show the strength of the Butterfly Killing Sect, Luotian is a disciple of the Killing Sect, and we dare to be tough, the second diverts attention, when everyone is excited about the reward, no one cares about the matter of the Butterfly Killing Sect, and the third sends a friendly message to the Yuan Gang Sect through this matter, right?"

Thinking clearly, the head of analysis is the Tao, Qi Entourage nodded below, drank wine, was praised by Xia Yundao people, and enjoyed it extremely.

Then, he made a supplement and said: "Yes, the old man is exactly what he intends to do, with my understanding of the old devil, the book spirit is in hand, I am afraid that this time I will not come out for that kid again, Yuan Gangzong will be enough to give them a headache, no matter who brings him back, it doesn't matter, life and death don't matter, the point is that we can fish in troubled waters and survive this catastrophe." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, both of them had big and small foxes in their hearts, and they both understood.

As soon as the picture turned, the colorful butterflies disappeared, and the Futu Hell Towers stood on the plains, the breeze blew, and the bells on the towers jingled, and the second one who knew about it was the Killing Sect, after Yan Wenshu returned to the Killing Sect safely with the book spirit, Mo Wutian and Mo Zi greeted them personally, afraid that something would happen to them, thinking that Luotian would also come back, but I only saw two people, and a woman, who looked on par with her.

Suddenly, Mo Zi was a little unhappy, pouted, and said arrogantly: "What about the boy, why didn't the funny little thing come back, Yan Lao, did you secretly drink and forget him somewhere?"

"Hey, how does Zi'er speak, let's listen to what Yan Lao says first. Mo Wutian said calmly, much calmer than Mo Zi, but his questioning eyes made everyone feel a sense of pressure when they looked at it.

This made Yan Wenshu very helpless, as if he had become a criminal minister, and he cared about himself, and there was no way who let Luotian have the best spiritual root, stroking his beard, and introduced: "This woman is a book spirit, and she was born in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion cast by the Dragon Butterfly Demon King of the Butterfly Killing Sect, and by chance, she formed a contract with Luotian and was brought back by me." “

After the introduction, Shuling bowed obediently and said softly: "The little girl Shuling is the maid of the fallen son, obey his orders, wait for the return of the prince in your sect, and spare it." "Although it is the consummation of the Yuanying, there is no moment of nervousness in the face of the three gods, and they are generous.

What is the situation?Childe?Maid?The two people who listened to it looked stunned, especially Mo Zi's reaction was the greatest, her delicate body shook, she strode forward, and put her face in front of Shu Ling, and the faces of the two peerless beauties were only an inch apart.

"Is there a mistake? A little kid who practices qi can have such a superb maid, Yan Fu is not shallow!" Mo Zi said jealously, blinking his eyes and carefully observing every angle of Shu Ling's face, he couldn't find the slightest fault, it was perfect, and he couldn't complain, so he had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and pout.

Mo Zi, who has lived for hundreds of years according to his age, can indeed call Luotian a little brat, but Shuling was unhappy, and his originally smiling expression drooped down and reminded: "Please don't make disrespectful remarks about this girl, Childe is not a little kid, he is a real strong man." "In terms of age, Shuling crushed the three of them, and even she herself didn't know how old she was, tens of thousands.

Listening to Shuling's words, Mo Zi became angry, and his fiery temper suddenly surged up, like a child angry, stuck his waist, and said: "It's a little kid, it's a little kid!"

The two coercive pressures were rising, suppressing each other, and Shu Ling didn't intend to talk nonsense, staring at Mo Zi, trying to gag her mouth.

At this moment, Mo Wutian scolded from the side: "Zi'er, how can you become a god and be so naïve! Don't speak!" With a wave of his robe, he wiped out Demon Zi's breath.

Mo Zi was the most afraid of Mo Wutian's brother, and immediately turned into an obedient girl and hid behind, Yan Wenshu patted Shuling, the matter was settled, and the two of them gave up, but their eyes never left each other, and they fought in secret.

The contradiction between the two should be slowly tempered in the future, Mo Wutian has begun to slowly accept the book spirit, but he is more concerned about where Luotian went, and asked out loud: "Old Yan, don't sell Guanzi, is Luotian alive or dead?" "A little anxious.

"Oh, you care so much about your apprentice, it's the first time I've seen you have emotions. Yan Wenshu joked, to be honest, after so many years, in addition to his big temper, Mo Wutian has an ice cube face, and rarely has other emotions on his face, and today is the first time.

The eccentric Mo Zi next to him smiled evilly, looked left and right, and wanted to tease his brother, but it didn't work, who is Mo Wutian, who killed the demon after the battle demon, and the monks who died in his hands killed more than Yan Wenjushri, and never knew what was the use of mercy.

He immediately returned to his cold appearance, and said lightly: "It has nothing to do with me whether he dies or not, but the best demon spirit root must be held in the hands of the Killing Sect, otherwise we will lose too much in this battle." "Forced explanation, there is a strange feeling.

However, Yan Wenshu did not continue to ridicule, and Zhengse said: "Don't worry, he has his own way to live, and there are some things I have to discuss with you and the sect master, and talk about it while walking." ”

"Good. Mo Wutian nodded in response, and led them all the way towards the Secret Temple.

On the way, Yan Wenshu told the three of them everything he saw and felt word for word, including the final plan, and he also made a bamboo slip, which described the details in detail and sent it to the sect master of the killing sect to watch.

There were many things that Shuling didn't know, and she listened to them with relish, and Mo Zi and Mo Wutian also listened attentively, and couldn't help but show a proud look, as if expressing that such an excellent disciple was a sect killer.

The secret hall is located on the seventh floor of the main body of the Futu Hell Tower, after everyone arrived, a circle of flames lit up in turn, and the main hall was brightly lit and full of atmosphere.

Standing still, Mo Wutian said first: "The kid is not bad, but I am a little concerned about the white-haired old man who appeared in Yizi Town, has the old man Yan explored the roots?" frowned unconsciously, he didn't like emergencies or mysterious characters coming and going the most.

Talking about this, Yan Wenju also showed a headache, and said ambiguously: "I don't know about this person, but I can be sure that his strength is only stronger than mine, and I have passed on this matter to the sect master, everything is to be determined." ”

"By the way, what do you think about the Butterfly Killing Sect's sky-high wanted warrant?" Yan Wenshu suddenly said to Mo Wutian, he was eager to hear what this master thought.

Who knows, Mo Zi preemptively said: "If you want me, you will definitely swear an oath with the Butterfly Killing Faction!" Kill him for seven days and seven nights, the blood river flows backwards, dare to kill the two disciples of our sect, and also offer a reward to hunt down and kill my brother's true disciples, it is simply looking for death!"

Compared with Mo Zi's sensibility, Mo Wutian was very calm, there were no waves in his eyes, he couldn't see joy or anger, and said: "I don't have any opinion, just like Mo Zi said, those who commit me to kill the sect will be punished from afar, but this wanted warrant should be given to the ladder for the growth of the falling sky, we all know what the calculation of his butterfly killing faction is, but no matter how much you want to run, you can't run away." ”

Everyone who listened to it was embarrassed, and they were too ruthless to their apprentices, if Luotian could come back alive, his strength would definitely increase by more than ten times.

At this moment, the blood-colored streamer flashed, turning into a red thread and rushing into the secret hall, Yan Wenshu's face was pale, his sleeve robe rolled towards the streamer, and he instantly grabbed it in his hand, turned over a jade slip and stopped in his hand.

This is the message replied by the Sect Master of the Killing Sect, he looked at Mo Wutian, and after a moment of humility in his eyes, Yan Wenshu was not polite, and his divine sense entered, reading its contents.

After a while, Yan Wenshu smiled evilly, crushed the jade slip in his hand, and the red light shone twice, turning into powder and falling to the ground.

"Wutian, are you a roundworm in the stomach of the sect master, or do you have the ability to be an unpredictable prophet? What you just said is not much different from the content of the jade slip, but there are a few differences. Yan Wenshu said as he stared at Mo Wutian with curiosity.

An old man stared at another big man, and this scene made Mo Zi so excited that he couldn't do it, and his cheeks were red.