The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

At the foot of the Demonic Path Mountain.

The area where the disciples live.

Mo Xie's courtyard.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Three blood-red characters were written on the door of the house.

"Prisoner!"

Ao Fang ran out with snot and tears, "You have to take charge of us!"

Gui Ying said in a deep voice: "The people who wanted to harm me during this period have finally appeared."

Sima Tian stood on the eaves and said in a deep voice: "Those three guys got a good opportunity on this trip, and they are not easy to deal with."

Oh my, so flashy!

The silver light of the long sword on Sima's back made Mo Xie's eyes dazzled.

He asked, "I heard you were injured, what happened?"

Sima Tian held the long sword and said lightly, "They can't hurt me!"

Gui Ying sneered, "I have been walking on thin ice all my life. If anyone can hurt me, I would have died long ago."

"Wow..."

Ao Fang burst into tears, "They are two bastards!"

"Sima thing, just perfunctory a few times and ran away!"

"Turtle Ying is even more bastard, he ran away when he saw the situation was not right!"

"I am the one who got beaten and injured, wuwuwu!!!"

Ao Fang cried hoarsely, making Moye's eyebrows tremble.

Sima Tian and Gui Ying ran away, only Ao Fang stiffened his neck and went to fight with others... Be the most ruthless person and get the most ruthless beating!

It's a vivid picture.

Sima Tian's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "A gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall!"

Gui Ying said: "Anyway, in front of Elder Zui Du, they dare not really harm you..."

Ao Fang: "You..."

"Okay!"

Mo Xie shouted, and the scene became quiet.

"Everyone look at me, I have something to announce..."

Mo Xie waved his hand and said: "I will take you to get revenge!"

"Boss is mighty!"

"Long live the boss!"

"..."

The disciples shouted.

...

Elder Zui Du came over, "You'd better not go now."

"Greetings, elder!" Everyone quieted down and said respectfully.

Mo Xie raised his eyebrows and said: "Elder, does my temple still prohibit private fights now?"

The magic way is not the right way,

It allows disciples to fight privately, so large-scale fights are fine, as long as people are not disabled or killed.

Zui Du said, "That's not the case, but the Son of God Competition will be held in a few days, so you should be quiet these days."

"When the Son of God Competition comes, you can naturally take revenge and avenge your grievances."

Mo Xie thought about it, nodded and smiled, "I understand."

This principle is very simple.

It will be the most important trial of the temple soon - the Son of God Competition.

If there is another large-scale fight, and the disciples are injured, what's the point of the competition!

So Lan Ge and the others were very restrained in their actions.

On Mo Xie's side, only Ao Fang and other disciples were injured, and they were only superficial injuries.

"I understand..."

Zui Du nodded, waved his hand and said, "Let's all disperse!"

"Yes, elder!"

The disciples bowed, nodded to Mo Xie, and then dispersed.

Zui Du looked at Mo Xie, and a smile appeared on his stern face. "Prepare well. I am looking forward to your performance in the Son of God Competition. I hope that after decades, the Son of God of our temple can return to the position again."

Since the last Son of God Xiao Yi Kuang,

the Son of God of the Demon God Temple has been missing for decades.

After all,

winning the competition is only the first step to becoming a Son of God.

Mo Xie smiled and said, "I hope Mo Xie can live up to the elders' expectations."

"Hmm..."

Zui Du nodded and left with several disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.

"Where is Ji Meiling?"

Mo Xie asked as they walked into the house.

Ao Fang shook his head and said, "I don't know what the foxy girl is crazy about. She ignored us and went back to the house directly."

"Oh..."

Mo Xie nodded, and for some reason she had an ominous feeling.

The four walked into the courtyard.

Sima Tian said in a deep voice: "There were a lot of people outside just now... In fact, the strength of those three guys is very impressive."

Mo Xie looked at the flashing long sword on his back.

Even if they were holding a spiritual-level Xuan sword, they were not their opponent (Note: Fan Huang Di Tian, ​​Fa Ling Shengdi),

That means those three guys really gained a lot from this trip...

No wonder they dared to come to my door and act presumptuous even though they knew I had broken through to the second-grade king realm.

Mo Xie nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Oh, by the way, these two things are for you. Refine them as soon as possible to prepare for the God Son Competition..."

Mo Xie took out two things from the Qiankun bag and threw them to Ao Fang and Gui Ying respectively.

"Is it a spiritual-level Xuan weapon?!"

"Hahaha, Sima, don't be proud, I also have a spiritual-level Xuan weapon now!"

Ao Fang and Gui Ying were holding the Xuanqi, and they were very happy.

Ao Fang waved the mace, and was so moved that he burst into tears and said: "Boss, you are so good to me! From now on, you are my real father! I will definitely introduce my tender sister to you later!"

Is it your sister who is only eighteen years old and weighs two hundred?

Mo Xie said lightly: "No need, Gui Ying has been walking on thin ice all his life and lacks a sense of security, so you should introduce her to him."

Gui Ying said in a deep voice: "Mo Xie, I am very happy that you can give me this Xuan Ci! But I am very unhappy when you say that!"

Sima Tian stood with a sword on his back, and said lightly: "The mace is crude, and the Xuan Ci is a small weapon, how can it compare to my silver sword?"

Ao Fang pouted and muttered: "This is a real sword man now!"

"Well, what did you say? "

Sima Tian looked at him coldly.

Ao Fang said: "Ahem... I mean you have reached the realm of unity between man and sword!"

Sima Tian sneered: "Do you think I am a pig-head like you who can be fooled so easily?"

"Well, I haven't taken action for a long time, so I will let you see my current strength."

After that, he drew his sword out of the sheath.

"Ah, Sima, you are serious..."

Ao Fang ran around the yard.

Mo Xie withdrew his gaze speechlessly and walked into his own hut.

Squeak~

Pushing the wooden door open.

He thought of something and told Gui Ying: "If Lan Ge and others come to subdue our disciples, tell them not to resist and just agree directly."

Gui Ying hesitated and said: "But... to become the Son of God, you need to have more than 90% support rate? "

Mo Xie walked into the hut and closed the door with a wave of his hand.

Only one sentence echoed in Gui Ying's ears,

"The foundation has been laid, and people's hearts follow absolute strength."

What is the foundation?

That is that Mo Xie once unified the disciples of the Demon God Temple, leaving an indelible impression in the hearts of all the disciples.

This is the foundation!

If it were a stranger, strong strength might not be enough to convince people's hearts.

But with this foundation, the so-called people's hearts are just a companion product of strong strength.

"I will be in seclusion for a few days, and no one should disturb me."

Gui Ying nodded, "Understood."

...

Enter the hut.

Mo Xie sat cross-legged on a cushion used for cultivation, which has the effect of concentrating the mind and gathering energy.

He took out a long spear as black as ink,

held it in his hand, and felt the surging power inside.

He asked: "Old devil, what is the innate treasure? What is the formless? "

A dark soul appeared...