The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Mo Yun stood there, almost running away from the front, back, left, and right sides, and he stood alone, bearing everyone's gaze alone.

The little girl Ju Xingling was still sitting next to him. This girl liked money mainly because of family difficulties. At critical times, she was still brave enough to stay with Mo Yun.

At this moment, the little girl buried her head in his taoist robe, tightly holding his wrist, her lovely big eyes were already full of tears.

"Brother Mo, sit down quickly, that Mu Xiaotu will kill people..."

Mo Yun couldn't help pinching Ju Xingling's tender face, and said with a smile:

"Little girl, you didn't leave at the critical moment, and you still called me Brother Mo. If that's the case, then you will be my younger sister from now on."

After finishing speaking, he gently took away Ju Xingling's white and tender little hand, and walked towards the ring with a calm face.

Ju Xingling froze on his seat, Mo Yun's kindness and free-spirited these days kept floating in front of his eyes, and he would always turn back to comfort her after joking with her.

At this moment, her tears could no longer be held back and flowed out in a rush.

She really regretted that for the past few days, she only thought about making money by betting with Qiange Maqi, and ignored this boy.

Now that I think about it carefully, Qian Ge and those people are only greedy for her looks, and Mo Yun is the one who really treats her well...

Mo Yun walked forward, and the crowd immediately gave way.

Everyone thought the boy was crazy.

Of course, people who were close to Mo Yun could smell the smell of wine, and some kind-hearted people persuaded:

"Boy, what they are looking for is a young Taoist king, not you, a mid-term Taoist commander. You can live longer by drinking less alcohol."

"Hey, stop quickly, if you get on the stage, you will have a life-and-death status!"

"Damn, my old lady hates drunkards the most, and she will die if she gets drunk!"

"Little big brother, he looks so handsome, there's no need to rush to die, why not go to my house to watch TV at night, my sofa is big and soft."

When Mo Yun heard someone calling him a drunkard, he opened the wine gourd with a smile, and took another sip to his mouth.

Then walk forward with satisfaction.

On the high platform, Long Zhentian looked at Mo Yun from afar. Since it was getting late, he only felt that this figure was somewhat familiar.

After getting close to the ring, he realized that the drunk was really Mo Yun, and immediately became anxious.

Anyway, this young man also went to his house and attended his daughter's birthday party, and he also admired him very much. Although the other party was arrogant and didn't ask him to be his teacher, he couldn't just watch him die.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing here? Don't rush

Go back and sit down! "

Long Zhentian even forgot the secret sound transmission technique, and directly reprimanded him in a low voice.

Mo Yun pointed to Mu Xiaotu on the ring, and said calmly: "He was calling me just now, I will look for him after drinking a few sips, so I can give him some face."

"puff!!!"

Long Zhentian almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Crazy, why are you giving others face, drinking a little wine and turning yourself into a Taoist emperor?"

"You are called the young Taoist king, do you understand? You are a young man, but are you related to the Taoist king? Don't you look at your mid-term Taoist realm?"

Long Zhentian really wanted to go up, so he slapped Mo Yun awake.

If Mo Yun went up to deliver the head, one day his daughter would blame him, saying that he was at the scene but did not stop him. How could he reason?

He naturally wouldn't associate Mo Yun with the young Taoist king. Like most people, in his eyes, the young Taoist king can slay the ghost king, and he can reach the peak of Taoism in any case. realm.

Mo Yun spread his hands helplessly.

"I am the young Taoist king."

At this time, Long Zhen couldn't speak because of the weather, he was reasoning with a drunk alcoholic, and felt like a lunatic instead.

At this time, Xu Qingshan, who had undergone a simple bandage, widened his eyes when he saw Mo Yun.

"You kid really drank too much. You are far inferior to me. How could you be Mu Xiaotu's opponent? As long as he doesn't go on stage, he has no reason to make a move. Hurry up and back!"

Mu Xiaotu snorted coldly.

Being so powerful, he could already sense the smell of alcohol emanating from Mo Yun's body.

And the strength is indeed only in the mid-term of Daoshuai.

How could he be able to kill his grandfather in this state, let alone the ghost king.

However, if the other party really dared to take the stage, he wouldn't mind killing one more to add a bit of momentum to Tianzong's reputation today.

Many bigwigs on the high platform looked at Mo Yun with some admiration and some sighs.

A young man, facing the Dao Emperor's disciples who have returned from overseas, his face is still calm, and his tone of speech does not have any sense of tension, which is worthy of admiration.

But, after all, he is a young man, and after all, he is acting on his own will. Even the Dao commanders of the three major factions bow their heads obediently. You are a young man in the middle stage of Dao commanders, why do you need to go on stage to show off...

The squadron leader of the ghost killing team frowned and said, "Captain, this boy looks a little familiar?"

"Well, it's a bit familiar, but I don't remember exactly who it is, every day

Met too many people. "

The twelve elders of the Taoist sect also whispered to the first elder:

"Great Elder, that young man has reached the middle stage of Taoism at such a young age, it would be a pity if he died, can you save that young man?"

The obese Great Elder left only a slit in his eyes, shook his head and said:

"Hey, he has already stepped into the ring. If I make a move, it will be considered a violation of the rules. In the future, the Taoist sect will not be able to convince the crowd."

Most of the audience in the audience already had the idea of ​​watching a good show in their hearts.

"Heh, let's die. It's just a drunkard. It's a free and easy thing to die while drunk."

Only the little girl Ju Xingling was sitting there so anxious that tears flowed non-stop.

Seeing Mo Yun stepping into the ring step by step, the more she felt that she had gone too far and neglected the young man.

Now he was half drunk, and he didn't stop her from stepping into the ring. He was afraid that he would never have a chance to make up for it in this life, and he regretted and felt sad.

On the ring.

Mu Xiaotu looked at Mo Yun disdainfully, and said with disdain:

"What I'm looking for is the young Taoist king, not the young Taoist handsome trash. Of course, if you want to die with all your heart, I can fulfill you and let you die painlessly."

Feeling the ferocious gaze of this boss, Mo Yun shook his head, unhurriedly uncorking the wine gourd.

"If what you're looking for is the young Taoist king who killed the priest of the Ghost Licking Cult in Qilixiang, then it should be me."

A faint voice spread throughout the arena.

At this moment, everyone sat up straight in shock.

"What the hell?"

"Is there a mistake, this kid said that he is the young Taoist king of Qilixiang?"

"You heard me right. Although he drank a lot of wine, his tone of voice was not messed up. It shouldn't be gibberish."

Many bigwigs on the high platform were also taken aback at this moment, and some disciples in the middle stage of Daoshuai even dropped their swords to the ground.

"true or false?"

"The young Taoist king is actually a handsome guy in the middle of Taoism?"

"It's kind of weird."

At this moment, the bigwigs on the stage looked at the Taoist sect one after another. After all, according to the rumors, the young Taoist king is the thirteenth elder of the Taoist sect.

At this time, the First Elder and the Twelve Elders were a little confused.

They only saw Mo Yun's not-so-clear figure on the camera. Although he was handsome, he was much worse than the boy in front of him.

Then, the First Elder and the Twelfth Elder looked at the Sixth Elder who hadn't recovered yet.

"Sixth?"

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