He looked at Li Mo asking seriously, and then looked at Qin Yuzhi who was almost losing his temper.
Shangguan Wencang and the elders were not shocked at first, but fell into deep thought, thinking about what the words in Li Mo's mouth that they all knew meant.
The leader of summoning demons?
Your employees?
The Supreme Elder of Qingyuan Sect? ? ?
Can these words be applied to the same person? This is nonsense! !
"Wait a minute, I'll wait..."
Shangguan Wencang and Elder Hanhe tried to understand, but then found that their understanding ability needed to be improved.
"Well, let me start from the beginning."
Li Mo coughed lightly and said:
"At the beginning, I saw that the people in southern Xinjiang have been fighting for summoning demons for a long time. It was because of my martial arts that I needed the power of all living beings, so I united with the seniors of the demon clan. As we all know, they seem to be better at practicing Xiangtong martial arts. .....”
"Later on, quite inexplicably, I became the uncle of the Demon Summoning Saint..."
"So you created a new sect?! Are you going to defraud the Demon Evoking Cult?"
Elder Han He's eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves.
He was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Return the Wanxiang Immortal Sect, return Yuanshi Tianzun, and drag 께Bing'er to become a saint.
He felt a bit believable after hearing this...
"Hanhe, look at you, you are so anxious."
Seeing that Elder Hanhe, who had an eccentric temperament, was getting angry, Shangguan Wencang quickly stopped him.
After taking a deep breath and telling himself to calm down, the sect leader said:
"You go on."
"Actually, there are no rare treasures at the bottom of Yunmeng Palace. Only the leader of the Summoning God... Demon Summoning Cult is Qin Yuzhi, but others definitely don't believe it, so I will use a martial arts that can transform into someone. Get a stone to lure them away..."
"Hey, those people from the Demon Evoker Cult are not very smart, so I guess they'll just give it to those stupid people."
"..."
This time it was Elder Zeng and Heng Yunying's turn to fall into deep thought.
So they grabbed that hair...
It’s really just a hair! (fall)
The heads of the sect leader and the elder of Shenbing Peak were numb.
This 께떚... No, this evil beast is so courageous. What he did was too commercial!
"Then I saw that Master Qin was lonely and had no place to go. I thought that since she has a strategic cooperation with the Demon Summoning Cult and she is still an innate worker, I might as well recruit her into the Wanxiang Immortal Sect."
"By the way, coming to our Qingyuan Sect to become a supreme elder is the icing on the cake..."
"You evil beast, shut up!!"
The leader of the Shangguan Sect lost his cool and almost hit Li Mo on the head with his cigarette pot.
Then the ancestral foundation is no longer a den?
Can a sect still be called a sect? At best it can be called a group, or a very large one.
"Yes, Qingyuan Imperial Tomb..."
Qin Yuzhi raised her head, and memories suddenly came to her head:
"I was the one who designed the imperial mausoleum. I also placed many statues containing divine will at the entrance to scare people and prevent tomb robbers. Why can't they be seen now?"
The group of jade peaks is the entrance to the imperial mausoleum?
She said they were those statues of gods?
Li Mo looked at his master.
"?"
Shang Wu touched Qiong's nose, whistled and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
Beautiful Master, I don’t quite understand what you are talking
Yes, the co-authorship of the ancestral foundation is someone else’s design.
Shangguan Wencang's expression was complicated. He was a seventh-level palm master. Many major sects in Zhenzhou may not have such an old monster in their sects.
Fairyland is a legend, and Tongtian Realm has disappeared from the world.
The seventh realm is already the strongest foundation on the surface of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
But identity is indeed too sensitive and involves too much.
"This matter is serious and requires long-term planning."
The lord of the clan hurriedly returned to the main peak, wondering if he wanted to discuss with the real Supreme Elder.
Elder Zeng and Bai Jinghong of Hengyun Jiancheng went to Shenbing Peak to stay temporarily. Hengyun Ying was on the Qianlong List, and they were sent from Ziyang Mansion to the Imperial Capital, which was a little closer.
땤Elder Hanhe...
"It's just right. I'm not very good at fighting. You can always do it."
Li Mo gave up his seat and sat next to Bing Tuo, ready to study.
Elder Han He frowned: "I never participate in this kind of gathering of people to gamble and play with things to lose one's ambition."
"Tui Bao, we have agreed before that we want to go back to Shenbing Peak to strike iron?"
Li Mo suddenly muttered.
Is this 께떚 interested in smelting?
Oh, yes, God Hammer 께Overlord...
Old Man Hanhe calmly reversed the car and sat back down.
"It doesn't hurt to be entertained once in a while."
"Shang Wu, I will let you know today that the number one bird god of Qingyuan Sect is someone else!"
then.
The mahjong clatter sounded again.
The number one bird god of the Qingyuan Sect is indeed someone else, not Shang Wu, but not Elder Hanhe.
After Li Mo left the card table, Bing Tuo played better!
Then classmate Li was still there providing mahjong loans.
One of them wins money, the other lends money.
Do you dare to say that this is not a couple’s fraud?
Unfortunately, for the sake of other people's game experience, I had to exchange the confidence of Li, who had learned to be a teacher, back.
"It's all the same position, why am I so bad at drawing the 놅 card?"
Li Mo muttered and scratched his neck.
Ying Bing lowered his eyes and saw a few beams of sunlight leaking under the banyan tree, which happened to shine on Li Mo's neck, sprinkling mottled light spots.
There are several obvious points in the place where someone is caught red.
"Hahaha, Hu La! Give me money, give me money."
Li Mo was the last one who didn't win the game, so he was a little distressed.
Before he reached out to scratch his neck, he suddenly felt a cold touch there.
Hmm?
When he turned around, he suddenly realized that he and Bingtuo had been sitting very close to each other at some point, and if they were any closer, she would be sitting in his arms.
"Is it here?"
"Hmm... there is another place that itches."
"Where?"
"The other side."
Li Mo said a little timidly.
"?"
What kind of posture can tickle both sides of the neck at the same time?
Then you have to stand up, stand behind him, and let his head rest on his belly...
Ying Bing dispelled the picture in his mind and glanced at the mahjong that was arranged.
"You've played several cards wrong."
"Ah?"
Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and found that the cards that were bad at the beginning were even worse, so he smacked his lips a little melancholy, not knowing whether it was because of mahjong or something else...
Then the cards got worse and worse.
This time, it felt like another drug.
The corners of Li's mouth twitched slightly, his head tilted back, and then he bumped into something warm and soft.
Is it an illusion?
There seemed to be a little more fragrance in the breath, and a cool touch came from the neck.
He was stunned, looked back, and even felt the beautiful lines on his abdomen from the side of his face.
"Are you still itchy?"
"No more itchy."
Li Mo took a deep breath and pushed the stacked cards away inadvertently, and then the elders of Hanhe on the opposite side frowned first, and then their eyes widened.
"I won."
Ying Bing said, but his trembling eyes were not on mahjong.
He said it didn't itch anymore.
But he was itchy, so was it contagious to her, and she couldn't scratch anywhere?
