Fix your sister's fairy

The messenger Mo Ke was not angry because of Mo Yi's wild words, he looked at Mo Yi as if he was a childish child's stubbornness, as if he knew that the child would one day pay the price for his ignorance, and often in the world of cultivating immortals, the price means life.

That day won't be too long, maybe even today.

"It seems that we let the Immortal Alliance envoy run away in vain, or is it that the Immortal Alliance envoy can't believe my words and wants to investigate it himself?" Mo Yi said.

"No, there is no need for this, since the matter between the Qingshan Sect and the Celestial Phenomena has been resolved, then there is no point in us continuing to stay here. The messenger Moko said with a smile.

"Trouble the envoy of the Immortal Alliance, I bothered to come all the way to Beichuan County, but nothing happened. Mo Yi said.

"No trouble, nothing happening is what we are most happy to see, and the peace and stability of the immortal cultivation world is what the Immortal Alliance wants to see the most. Moko said.

Peace, stability? Mo Yi smiled with a smile on his face, and was indifferent in his heart, why didn't he see the people of the Xianmeng come to settle down peacefully when a group of people who killed a thousand knives chased him on the ass? I'm afraid that it is not the so-called peace and stability, in the eyes of the Xianmeng, there is another set of rules.

"Nan, Cup, Ya, let's go. Moko said.

The three white-robed envoys silently returned behind Mo Ke, without any expression under the robe, Mo Yi's heart moved and said: "That Immortal Alliance envoy named Ya, can you still leave a way to find people? Maybe you will have the opportunity to drink tea and admire the moon together in the future?"

Mo Yi's words made the sect masters in the phantom light stand couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths, this is the first person in the immortal cultivation world who has the courage to ask the envoys of the Immortal League to drink tea, you must know that although those envoys of the Immortal Alliance are all handsome men and beautiful women, they are all murderous and unblinking, and they only know the history of the Immortal League.

"The envoy of the Immortal Alliance is busy, I'm afraid my subordinates don't have time to go to the meeting with you. The messenger Moko said.

"Is it a subordinate or a slave?" Mo Yi asked lightly.

The envoy Mo Ke paused for a moment, and Mo Yi continued: "It is indeed a good thing that the distinction between superiors and subordinates is clear, which will help the efficiency of work and the overall action, but after all, the distinction between superiors and subordinates is not the difference between master and servant, why does Lord Mo Ke want to veto the private power of his subordinates in one go?

"Of course not. The messenger Moko lowered his eyes and said.

Mo Yi was keenly aware that there was a slight emotion in the tone of the messenger Moke this time, but this emotion was too suppressed, and he was not sure if it was his preconceived delusion.

The messenger Mo Ke looked at Mo Yi calmly and did not look back and asked the white-robed envoy Ya behind him, "Ya, are you willing to agree to go to the tea party with the current supporters of the gluttonous spiritual root in Japan?"

Hearing this, the envoy Ya raised her head to look at Mo Yi, her face under the robe was charming and beautiful, but the emotions in her eyes were as cold as December frozen water, she lightly opened her lips and said, "I don't want to." "

"That's a shame. Mo Yi looked at Ya with a look of pity and said: "It seems that I am not attractive enough, and this is also true, after all, Mo Ke next to Ya's envoy is a peerless beautiful man, how can he fall in love with me, a mortal." "

Hearing this, the envoy Moko smiled and said, "This is not true, if there is still a chance to meet, I believe that Ya will definitely be willing to renew her fate with the 'Bishan Blood Emperor'." "

"Perhaps. Mo Yi nodded in agreement.

"Then since the affairs of the Immortal Alliance have been left here, if there was a lot of disturbance before, just because of the duty of the envoy, please understand. Moko's voice was amplified countless times and spread throughout the river, and at the same time, he and the three white-robed messengers behind him slowly rose to the sky.

As soon as Mo Ke raised his hand, the blockade of the space of the Bailujiang Small Heaven and Earth was lifted, and the spatial fluctuations disturbed by the power were like ripples, and such a scene could only be discovered by the sect masters of the peak of the ruins or the realm of no phase.

So everyone got up and bowed again in unison: "Congratulations to the envoy of the Immortal League, the messenger has a long life, and the Immortal Alliance is immortal!"

The voice was loud and spread all over the river, but Mo Yi and Qingxuan Venerable stood silently and looked up at the envoy of the Immortal Alliance, and their eyes were full of indifference.

The messenger Mo Ke pressed his hand, the power of no phase began to move, a transparent "opening" appeared in the sky, in an instant, the shadows of the four people were distorted, the messenger Mo Ke condescendingly looked down at Mo Yi and Qing Xuan Venerable, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, the blood cloud in the sky that was originally covered by Mo Yi's blood was torn apart, and the sun shone directly down to illuminate the beautiful faces and figures of the four people of the Immortal League, and for a time it was as brilliant as an immortal.

"See you soon. Mo Yi on the ground saw that the messenger Mo Ke made such a mouth gesture to himself, and then a terrifying force erupted in the air, and thousands of meters of blood clouds were shattered! Thousands of rays of sunlight went straight to the earth, and in an instant, the sun shone and everything recovered! When he looked up again, there was no one in the air, leaving only a vast space to ripple into the distance.

"The distance of the torn space teleportation is very long, and it looks like it is really gone. Venerable Qingxuan's face was also extremely white in the sun, and she whispered when she sensed the signs of the small world being disturbed.

"It's so dangerous, it's almost like Uncle Ben is going to be drained!" The blood sword suddenly gasped, when the envoy of the Immortal Alliance arrived just now, he was stunned and didn't say a word, you must know that this thousand meters of blood cloud is his handwriting, although the blood shadow magic skill is thick, but with the amount of blood and qi that Mo Yi is absorbing now, it is impossible to create such a huge momentum.

Just go. Mo Yi dissipated the remaining rich blood on his body, looked up at the blue sky where the clouds and mist had dispersed, and said, "Now is not the time to tear your face." "

"Then why did you provoke him so much?" asked Venerable Qingxuan.

"Some unreasonable conjectures want to be confirmed, but I'd rather believe that my conjectures are wrong. Mo Yi looked at the place where the messenger Moko disappeared and said.

"Try it again next time, there's always a chance. Venerable Qingxuan said.

Mo Yi retracted his gaze and said with a low smile: "Yes, there is always a chance, now it is obvious that our original plan has been disrupted, and we have to readjust our steps." "

There was a dead silence on the Bailu River, the original Yanwutai had sunk to the bottom of the river, the Baihong Sect Master was entered by Qingyan Town into the river without knowing life and death, and the thirty-three kui were completely disrupted by the envoys of the Immortal Alliance who had strayed in, and the current situation was very weird, and no one knew what would happen in the next moment.

Mo Yi stood on the surface of the river and could perceive countless chaotic eyes falling on him, (the) the sun was dazzling, but he was not as dazzling as he stood in the blue waves of the river, the three-petaled red eyes were bright and beautiful, but they were incomparably demonic and tempting to covet.

Everyone knows what it means—the promise of the Holy Mountain, the infinite wealth, the honor, and the great reliance on the fairy path!

But there is a big premise to get all this.

Kill the Blood Emperor of the Mountain.

Mo Yi stood here, his eyes swept over everyone, the Blood Sword Pavilion, the One Qi Sect, the Qing Hades Sect, and the Haoran Sect, and the large and small sects on the river were all ready to move, and even he caught a glimpse of Li Tianqiao on the treasure boat of the Kaishi Sect, and the other party's eyes looking at him at this time were full of disbelief and complexity, and it was hard to imagine that the Daoist friend who was drinking happily yesterday had become the Blood Emperor who everyone shouted and killed today.

Mo Yi didn't speak, but at this time, there was a voice better than a voice, and his meaning was obvious—zero—

There's a mongrel who unveils the hunt order, and I'm fucking here.

You come one, I'll kill one. _

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