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Yan Shuangying is an existence between a demon and a treasure. The vague hostility originates from the instinct during life, as if the mark is immortal.

The black and white infant spirit felt an extremely familiar and extremely disgusting aura from Li Mo's body.

"Um!?"

Li Mo seemed to be aware of it and looked up.

"Junior brother..."

At this moment, Yan Zixia walked over, and as soon as her mind moved, the black and white baby spirit turned into two intertwined streams of light, wrapping around her index finger.

Li Mo took a closer look and saw a black and white bone ring on Yan Zixia's right index finger.

"This is the true form of that monster." Li Mo thought to himself.

This monster is extremely weird. Its ability seems powerful but difficult to control. It is unclear whether it is a blessing or a curse for it to fall into Yan Zixia's hands.

"Senior sister, long time no see..."

Li Mo suppressed the worry in his heart and stepped forward to greet him.

Nearly two years have passed since we parted from Yinshan Mountain. Yan Zixia traveled around the world and occasionally sent one or two letters back.

In two years, Li Mo had already stood out from Luofu Mountain, entered the capital, entered the Xuantian Pavilion, and became the Hongmen Governor-General as the leader of the new list.

"Before the examination of Xuantian Pavilion started, I was still worried about your future... I didn't expect that you would already be in a high position in Xuantian Pavilion now." Yan Zixia couldn't help but sigh.

"Senior sister, you are not in a high position." Li Mo blushed.

Speaking of which, he has only been in the Xuantian Pavilion for a short period of time, and his foundation is not very solid. That is to say, Hongmen's uniqueness has allowed him to have some power.

Li Mo knew very well that in real terms, the water in Xuantian Eight Sects was very deep.

Not to mention anything else, even with his current status, he has no chance to meet one of the [Xuantian Qijue] who are known as the strongest combat power in Xuantian Pavilion.

"All in all, our family has grown up..." Yan Zixia smiled happily.

"Senior sister, can you not be so disgusting? I haven't been..." Li Mo curled his lips and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Can't you get tired of saving senior sister's life?"

Yan Zixia reached out her hand and rubbed Li Mo's head fiercely. It seemed that in her eyes, no matter what level of cultivation Li Mo had reached, he was still the little boy she had brought up in Luofu Mountain.

"Etc., etc……"

Master Ji came over and looked at Li Mo with a surprised look on his face, then glanced at Yan Zixia.

"Are you her junior brother?"

"She is your senior sister?"

"Is there any problem? Wait... wait... why are you with my senior sister? Do you know me?"

"Hahaha...it turns out they are all from my own family!"

Master Ji suddenly laughed and put his arms around Li Mo's shoulders. He felt as warm as a brother-in-law seeing his brother-in-law.

"What are you doing?" Li Mo was affectionate and strange, and was startled by the sudden enthusiasm.

"Come on, come on... leave this place of right and wrong first and then talk..."

Master Ji grinned, feeling that Li Mo was more pleasing to the eye today than usual.

Li Mo nodded when he heard this. After all, this was the underground palace of the Tianshi Ancestral Hall. There had just been such a big commotion, and Tang Jizhou also died in his hands. I'm afraid it won't be long before the experts from the Tianshi Mansion will arrive.

Thinking of this, Li Mo just remembered Yu Zhaoyue.

This disciple of the Tianshi Mansion had already been stunned in the corner, stunned and speechless by the battle just now.

"Fish girl..."

Li Mo walked over and his voice became colder.

Yu Zhaoyue's beautiful face trembled suddenly. She only heard a hint of chill from Li Mo's name. She subconsciously raised her head and met Li Mo's eyes. She read a lot from those cold eyes...

At this moment, Yu Zhaoyue knew that in the eyes of the Hongmen military governor, she seemed a bit redundant and her existence was a bit out of place.

"Don't...don't..."

Facing the approaching Li Mo, Yu Zhaoyue took two steps back in panic, like a frightened deer.

Her voice was trembling, and she swallowed the word "kill" hard.

Some things cannot be made clear. Once they are made clear, there will be no way out, which is tantamount to helping the other party make a choice.

"Miss Yu, what's wrong with you?" Li Mo said in a cold tone, looking Yu Zhaoyue up and down.

Although this woman came with him, she saw a lot of things she shouldn't have seen. Yan Zixia got the monster, and Tang Jizhou died in Li Mo's hands...

These things cannot be leaked out.

Thinking of this, Li Mo looked at Yu Zhaoyue and suddenly missed the cruel God.

"I...I...Master Li, Priest Tang was just killed by the Guixu demon...you...you must enforce the law strictly...no...you can't let those demons go..."

Yu Zhaoyue pretended to be calm and hesitated.

"Really? Miss Yu has seen clearly... is it really the Guixu demon?" Li Mo asked calmly without comment.

"It's natural... After I get out, I will write an official document to explain what happened here one by one and report it to the Heavenly Master... I hope Master Li can prove it for me and give me a supporting statement."

Yu Zhaoyue seemed to have figured out the path to death in an instant. She spoke with great righteousness and impassion. There seemed to be a anger and condemnation of the evil evil hidden between her eyebrows.

At this moment, she seemed to believe it herself.

"So...those Guixu demons are really rampant." Li Mo said with a chuckle.

Once Yu Zhaoyue submits her confession, she is on Li Mo's pirate ship. If she retracts her confession, it is tantamount to betraying herself. Li Mo can bite back.

The most important thing is that behind Li Mo stands the Prince of Zhennan. It is clear at a glance who is real and who is fake. As long as he is not a fool, he will not sell himself out.

Of course, there was another main reason why Li Mo restrained his murderous intentions. He felt that a place like the capital was really dangerous, and it was necessary to place a chess piece of his own in the Tianshi Mansion.

"Hey...do you know who I am?"

At this moment, Master Ji came over, looked at Yu Zhaoyue coldly, and sneered: "My father is the King of Zhennan."

"Are you the Crown Prince of Zhennan?" Yu Zhaoyue exclaimed in surprise as her beautiful eyes trembled slightly.

"In the capital, it may not be easy to make a secret disappear, but for me, it is too easy to make a person disappear." Master Ji said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhaoyue's delicate body trembled suddenly, having been frightened out of her mind by Li Mo and Master Ji's repeated threats.

At this moment, even if she had a hundred courages, she would not dare to talk nonsense.

His Majesty Shenzong once said that only those who talk little can achieve long-term success.

"Don't scare this little girl."

At this moment, Yan Zixia couldn't stand it anymore, walked over, hugged Yu Zhaoyue's shoulders, and comforted her gently.

The fish shining on the moon was like a drowning man grabbing a straw, and seemed to see light in the darkness. He couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Yan Zixia.

"I have this treasure, and I can curse it to death from any distance... Why are you scaring people?" Yan Zixia whispered softly.

When Li Mo and Master Ji heard this, they recognized each other and smiled knowingly.

Yu Zhaoyue looked at Yan Zixia in horror, almost unable to believe what her ears were hearing.

"Sister, don't be afraid, they won't do anything to you." Yan Zixia comforted her softly, wiping her Yan Shuangying intentionally or unintentionally.

Yu Zhaoyue was surrounded by three people in the center, like a crouched quail, and had no choice but to shoot mechanically, so that in the end she couldn't even remember how she got out of the underground palace.

"Miss Yu... I just said that there will be no masters who have returned to the ruins... In broad daylight, the world is bright..." Li Mo stood on the top of a distant mountain, looking at the Tianshi Ancestral Hall.

"Old Li, are you confused? Didn't you just say that you saw the Guixu demon snatching treasures and killing priests with your own eyes?" Master Ji reminded him.

"Oh oh oh... right, right... I accidentally forgot... about it."

Li Mo slapped his forehead and turned to look at Yu Zhaoyue.

"Let's go, official business matters."

"It's...official business." Yu Zhaoyue forced a smile.

At this moment, she could only respond to whatever Li Mo said.

During this trip, Li Mo gained a lot. He couldn't help but swallow a thousand years of grievances, refine the resentful ghost king, absorb the sea of ​​blood in red robes, and fuse it with the cultivation level of a high-level Miao... to make his physical body and strength stronger. A lot.

The most important thing is to help Yan Zixia obtain the treasure left by the world's best demon hunter.

Li Mo always felt that this treasure was extraordinary and might have hidden secrets that had not been revealed.

One day, this monster may become Yan Zixia's greatest opportunity and change her life.

Not long after Li Mo and others left, experts from the Tianshi Mansion arrived one after another. The Tianshi Ancestral Hall was completely sealed and no one could easily approach it.

"Tsk tsk... the treasure left behind... actually fell into the hands of a little girl. What a fate... it's really mysterious..."

Where the weeds were buried, an old beggar staggered out, his squinted eyes staring at the direction in which Li Mo and others were leaving.

"What a pity."

The old beggar sighed softly, and the surrounding void began to distort. He moved lightly and was about to step out.

"Ebi... I haven't seen you for many years. Why don't you just say hello when you come to the capital?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly emerged, and the twisted void instantly returned to calm.

The old beggar's eyes darkened slightly, and he turned around to look, only to see a middle-aged man with a big belly walking over leisurely.

"Gu Pingfan!"

The old beggar spoke word by word from the gaps between his teeth. He never expected that the leader of the Hongmen would appear here.

"Ebi, it's been a long time."

"Who do I think... the little fat black man back then is now the master of a sect... It seems that Xuantian Pavilion values ​​you very much." The old beggar sneered.

"It's just for a living... Hai Lao has a high status in Guixu. It's best not to wander around the capital... Otherwise, it will be very difficult for me, Hongmen, to handle it."

Gu Pingfan grinned lightly and looked in the direction where Li Mo was going, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Tsk, tsk, your tone has become louder now that you are sitting in the position of sect leader... Do you want to take me down?" the old beggar sneered.

"The salary of eating the emperor, the worry of being loyal to the emperor... Guixu is a serious concern for the imperial court. If Ebi keeps hanging around in front of me, I have no choice but to take action..." Gu Pingfan said calmly.

"Your cultivation may not have improved over the years, but your hypocrisy has become increasingly sophisticated."

A hint of disdain flashed through the old beggar's narrowed eyes.

"Speaking of which, Hongmen and Guixu haven't taken action for several years..." the old beggar said solemnly.

The relationship between Hongmen and Guixu is very deep.

The second generation leader of Hongmen was a big shot who defected from Guixu.

This incident has always been regarded as a thorn in Guixu's flesh.

Until three hundred years ago, another thorn made Guixu hold a grudge.

Back then, Hongmen planted a secret spy into Guixu. This person was so talented that he managed to thrive within Guixu. He rose through the ranks and reached the fifth position, which was unbelievable.

Later, this man retired and returned to Hongmen, becoming the seventh generation leader of Hongmen.

"Black sword..."

"Heijian once said that after three hundred years, he would not start the war lightly... Now three hundred years have passed..." The old beggar sneered: "Little fat man, don't look back... Back then, Black Sword and Gui The contract that Xu secretly signed is still there..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Pingfan frowned deeply.

"Xuan Tian's birthday is coming soon... At that time, everyone will have to make a choice... Back then, we warned Black Sword that this thing has a huge appetite. You can refine it, but you can't afford it..."

The old beggar looked at Gu Pingfan's gradually changing expression and couldn't help but sneer: "Xuanmen has only trained three sword types in this life. I heard that one of them died..."

"Hehe, three sword seeds... I'm afraid it's not enough Xuantian Dao seeds to fill the gap between my teeth..."

"Ei Lao, you talk a bit too much today. You are too old after all." Gu Pingfan shouted in a deep voice, interrupting the other party's words.

"Hehe...just wait...Xuan Tiandan...I will definitely give you a big gift when I return to the ruins."

The old beggar sneered, turned around immediately, took one step out, and disappeared.

"Xuan Tian's birthday..."

Gu Pingfan murmured softly, his figure erratic and turned into a ball of fire.

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"Li Mo...it's you who ruined my life again..."

Beijing, Nancheng.

In a quiet little courtyard, Qiu Baichi roared, his red eyes bursting with deep murderous intent.

This time, Yan Zixia was originally in his pocket, and even Yan Shuangying would eventually belong to him. As for Tang Jizhou, it was just a chess piece in his hand.

However, because of Li Mo, all his plans fell through. Instead, he got advantage of this damn enemy and strengthened his power.

"I can use the power of Tianshi Mansion to apprehend these sisters and brothers..."

At this moment, Chu Nianxin came over and looked at the twisted Qiu Baichi, feeling slightly distressed.

"No...if the Tianshi Mansion knows the whereabouts of that monster...can Yan Zixia fall into my hands?" Qiu Baichi gritted his teeth.

For him, Yan Zixia is the most critical, not to mention that behind Li Mo is the Prince of Zhennan. If he confronts someone head-on, the other party may not commit the crime.

"Li Mo, we have a long way to go, just wait, I don't believe you are so lucky every time."

Qiu Baichi almost gritted his teeth. This was not the first time. Every time, Li Mo was able to escape the murder and gain huge benefits.

He didn't believe that a person could be so lucky every time.

"Next time, I will make you pay the price."

Qiu Baichi slowly closed his eyes, and a wisp of darkness fell like a long night, wrapping his body.

…

The next day, before Li Mo returned to Xuantian Pavilion, a piece of news came out.

Feng Wannian is out of seclusion! ! !

Thanks to Mr. Fox for the reward! ! !