Immortal Mortal

After seeing Mu Qi’s appeal, Mo Wuji did not write any more blood. The only thing he can take is the **** blood. Now Mu Xi needs blood, and he will wait for Mu Xi to exchange.

"Modan Shi..." At this moment, a pleasant voice rang in the ears.

Mo Wuji looked back and saw Yin Shaoyin coming over. There was another guy around Yin Yinyin who he didn't want to see.

"Mr. Brother, I have been worried about you. I can rest assured that you can come here." Yin Xiaoyin said excitedly.

Mo Wuji smiled. "Thank you Yin Shijie, my luck is still good, I have escaped."

Yin Shiai said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mo Shidi, this is my reason, let you fall into danger."

Mo Wuji knows that this is no stranger, Yin Yinyin does not know that he will kill Meng Bo, this was caught by the two elders by a surprise.

"Yin Shijie, this is no stranger to you, and it has already passed." Mo Wuji said with a hand.

"Hey, if you are a bad person, you will one day fall into the hands of the predecessors." Yan Dan Shi saw Mo Wuji in this person, and his heart was extremely unhappy.

Mo Wuji suddenly frowned, and immediately asked, "Yin Shijie? Who is this guy?"

Yin Xiaoyin smiled a little, but he did not seem to know that Mo Wuji had known the Master of Dan, and he still said, "This is the singer of the singular swordsman, and the singer of the three sects."

Mo Wuji sneered, "I thought it was Tiandan Division. It was like talking about the Dan King of the Five Empires. Saying, are you the green onion?"

In the non-marking swordsmanship, Mo Wuji has long been wronged, and here is not a traceless sword.

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The quarrels that have been unscrupulous and arrogant have attracted the attention of many people. Now, when Fei Feiyang deliberately said that killing the brothers of the same door, it suddenly caused everyone to watch. Even Mu Wei, who had just received the ground pine veins, was also disgusted with his face. It is obviously extremely bad to kill people together with the door.

Yin Shing Yin has a heart to argue for Mo Wuji, but she does not know how to argue. She also guessed that Mo Wuji really killed Meng Boyu. As for the reason for killing Meng Bo, her understanding of Mo Wuji is definitely not for no reason.

Mo Wuji swept a slap in the air and said that he dared to argue with me. Your kid is still a little bit worse. In the past, he did not know how many forums he had participated in, and how many elite experts in the medical profession had argued, can you be afraid that only one knows the flying of alchemy? I am not afraid of you in alchemy, and the debate is to kill you.

At the same time, he also knows that he must change Mu's opinion on him in the shortest time. Others hate him for nothing. He must not let Mu Wei hate him.

"Dear Dandao friends, before I defend myself, I will tell you a story. There is a highly respected gentleman who has received several disciples. One of his disciples is called Yan, because this disciple is not good at words and contacts. Don't be happy with the rest of the disciples."

Because Mo Wuji opened the article and said that I want to tell a story to everyone, so the hall is very quiet. The unscrupulous voice is slightly low, and it shows strong persuasion in this quiet hall.

"This year coincides with the famine. This gentleman and the disciples can only spend the day with rice porridge. In order to respect Mr., the strongest part of the rice porridge will be given to the gentleman. One day, Yan and Chang usually hold one. The rice porridge went to the gentleman. I didn't expect a little dust to fly in the middle. This dust fell on the rice porridge. I used a spoon to pick up the dust, but he felt it was a pity, so it was dusty. A porridge was eaten.

This process is clearly seen by the gentleman, and is also seen by another disciple of Mr. The only difference is that the disciple did not see the dust. The disciple told the gentleman that Yan had stolen Mr. rice porridge. All the disciples are looking at the face, but Mr. sighs, sometimes it is not true.

Dear friends, since sometimes it’s not true to see, let alone one word? ”

Mu Yiluo was addicted, and he apologized to Mo Wuji’s fist and said, "I have been preoccupied before, and my heart is disgusted with you, but I have lost rational judgment."

Mo Wuji said quickly, "This is no wonder that Mu Shijie, the big mortal people will have the same idea after hearing about killing the same person."

Fei Fei’s face was even more gloomy. He did not expect that Mo Wuji had not begun to argue. Only one story would move the advantage back.

"In this case, Mordan is not a killer of the same door." Mu Hao said immediately.

Mo Wuji first hugged a fist around, and said, "Let's Dandao friends, I used to be a guest of the Swordless School. Before leaving the Swordless School, I did kill one of the Swordless Schools. The second person is Dan, his name is Meng Bo."

When the scene was silent, all Dan Shi listened to Mo Wuji’s words, thinking that Mo Wuji was to argue for himself. He was not the one who killed the same door. Unexpectedly, in the end, he still admitted to killing the same door. It seems that the Dandan teacher did not marry him.

Because the story before Mo Wuji was in front, no one stood up and asked Mo Wuji. Dan Shi, who was present, knew that Mo Wuji must have the following.

Mo Wuji said again, "I became a second-class man in an accidental opportunity, so I was hired by the No-Swords as a guest, and lived in Jianfeng and Bloody Lake. Both places are It is the most lacking place in Zongmen's aura, but no one is competing with me."

Zhong Dan Shi is nodding. In their view, a second person, Dan Shi, or a guest, will naturally not be divided into good places.

"A few months ago, one of my supervisors dug a **** blood in the **** lake..."

Mo Wuji said this sentence, and immediately caught the attention of everyone. Mu Hao was even brighter and stared at Mo Wuji. These years of blood are less and less bloody, even if there is one point, they are also rare and defective products. She is in desperate need of blood and blood, and naturally she is extremely concerned about Mo Wuji.

It was Yin Yinyin who was also staring at Mo Wuji in amazement. She couldn’t think of the cause of the incident.

"At this time, Meng thinned to the **** lake. He naturally saw the blood of the blood, and immediately the red treasures would be stolen. My management was naturally unwilling to take away the blood and was taken away by him. I was seriously injured. When Meng was thin to kill him, I arrived in time. I was robbing me of things in my place, killing people around me, and even killing me. If you are Dandao friends, if you change to you, What will you do?"

"Change to me, I will punch his head with a punch." Mo Wuji's voice just fell, and the voice of Shao Shaoru was promptly transmitted. This guy is full of spirits and is looking around for nothing.

"Maudan, don't you know that blood is in the blood?"

At this time, no one will go to the point where Meng is thin, and no one cares about the rudeness of Shaoru. Most people care about the place where the blood is bloody.

So many people asked, Mu Hao also quickly asked, "Mo Dan Shi, is that blood still there?"

Mo Wuzhi sighed in the heart, and sure enough, everything else was secondary.

"Mo Wuji, anyway, Meng Danshi is already dead. You are a hard-working disciple. Why don't you say what you want to say?" Fei Feiyang saw that Mo Wuji completely controlled the scene, and even got the **** blood, and suddenly he was in the heart. Furious.

If I knew that I had found out the blood in the **** lake, even if Yin Yinyin stopped it, he would never let go. To know the blood of the **** lake, it has been at least a hundred years. It’s a pity that everything is late now, and it’s escaped by this surname.

"Zhu Danshi, even if you are more prejudiced against Modan, you can't call Modan a confidant disciple." Some of the people in the crowd immediately called out.

Yan Feiyang said coldly, "He was originally a chores that the Swordless School recruited from the secular world. It was just a matter of luck, and this became a Dan teacher."

Mu Zhen suddenly asked, "Modan Shi, you are Mo Wuji, do you know if there is any relationship with the Mo Pharmacist who developed Mohs's liquid?"

Mo Wuji said with a fist, "Thank you for the praise before Mu Shijie, Mo Mou is not the only refining pharmacist who open the penicillin. I was originally born in a county king family, because the position of the king of the county was shackled, so it led to The family is broken. As for my Dan Dao, it is also from the family."

When I got here, Mo Wuji didn't have much to take care of. Even if Situ Qian stood in front of him, he dared to say this.

Yan Shaoru immediately shouted loudly, "There is also a small county king who is forced to take it. Which bird person you told me, I will knock down his egg. The monarch of the lord, this guy is Idiot?"

The monarch of a lord country, in the eyes of his sorrowful Confucianism, really does not count anything.

No one cares about the words of Shaoru, because Mu Hao’s praise before. After hearing that Mo Wuji is a refining pharmacist who contributed Mohs's liquid medicine, many people have already fundamentally changed their views on Mo Wuji. As for the words of Fei Feiyang, where else is there to care?

"It turned out that you are the pharmacist, and the numerous mortals who benefited from Mu's generation thanked Mo Pharmacist." After the completion of Mu Wei, he was slightly ill.

Mo Wuji quickly said that he did not dare, and immediately took out a piece of blood and said ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Mu Shijie, because I do not have many Lingshi, so I want to exchange a few kinds of spirit grass with Baoxue. It’s just that I don’t know the value of the **** blood, can I change it...”

Mu Yu grabbed the jade box that Mo Wuji had come down, and immediately opened the jade box. A crystal clear, ruby-like blood lie in a jade box, giving off a faint scent.

The surrounding Dans were all embarrassed and amazed. After watching the blood, he said, "This is a **** blood for nearly a hundred years. It is very valuable. I have never seen the blood of this vintage for many years. Oh, the only pity is that the silk is gone, which makes the value of the **** bloody greatly discounted."

Mo Wuji listened to this, and suddenly regretted it. It wasn't that the **** silk was taken away by him, but he regretted it, but because he made a mistake. He thought that the **** blood of Fei Bingzhu was the same as the value of blood in his hands. Now, after listening to Mu's words, he knows that there is also a difference in the age of the blood.

But in his hands, there is a **** silk with a vintage, and he only has a few left.

(The first one is sent, begging for monthly ticket support!)

... (to be continued.)