Chapter 422
Looking at Li Mo's serious question, and then looking at Qin Yuzhi who was almost numb from losing.
Shangguan Wencang and the elders were not shocked at first, but fell into deep thought, thinking about what these words that they all knew from Li Mo meant.
Summoning Demon Sect Leader?
Your employee?
The Supreme Elder of Qingyuan Sect? ? ?
Can these three words appear on the same person? This is nonsense!!
"Wait a minute, let me sort it out..."
Shangguan Wencang and Elder Hanhe tried to understand, and then found that their ability to understand needed to be improved.
"Well, let me start from the beginning."
Li Mo coughed lightly and said:
"At the beginning, I saw that the people of Southern Xinjiang had been exploited by the Summoning Demon Sect for a long time. It happened that I needed the power of all living beings for a martial art, so I joined forces with the predecessors of the demon clan. As we all know, they seem to be better at practicing pictographic martial arts..."
"Later, it was quite inexplicable, and I became the uncle of the Summoning Demon Saint..."
"So you set up a new sect?! To defraud the Summoning Demon Sect?"
Elder Han He's eyes widened and he rolled up his sleeves.
He was stunned when he heard it.
The Wan Xiang Xian Zong, Yuan Shi Tian Zun, and Xiao Bing'er were dragged to be a saint.
He felt that it was a bit reliable...
"Han He, look at you, you are anxious again."
Seeing that the eccentric Elder Han He was about to lose his temper, Shangguan Wen Cang hurriedly stopped him.
After taking a deep breath and telling himself to stay calm, the Sect Master said:
"Go on."
"In fact, there is no rare treasure at the bottom of Yunmeng Palace, only the former Summoning God...Summoning Demon Sect Leader, also Qin Yuzhi, but others certainly don't believe it, so I used a martial art that can transform into an incarnation, kicked a stone to lead them away..."
"Hey, the Summoning Demon Sect's people are not very smart, probably still laughing at that fool."
"..."
This time it was Elder Zeng and the Three Heroes of Hengyun who fell into deep thought.
So the hair they snatched...
It was really just a hair! (Fall)
The Sect Master and the Elders of Shenbing Peak felt numb.
This kid...no, this evil beast is really bold, what he did is too Shangwu!
"Then I saw that Sect Leader Qin was alone and had nowhere to go. Since we have a strategic cooperation with the Summoning Demon Sect and she is a natural worker, why not accept her into the Wanxiang Immortal Sect?"
"It would be icing on the cake if she came to our Qingyuan Sect to be a supreme elder..."
"Evil creature, shut up!!"
Sect Leader Shangguan lost his composure and almost hit Li Mo on the head with his pipe.
Then the ancestral foundation is not a hideout?
Can a sect still be called a sect? At best, it is a group, and it is a very large one.
"Oh, right, the Qingyuan Imperial Mausoleum..."
Qin Yuzhi raised her head, and memories suddenly came to her mind:
"I designed the imperial mausoleum. I also placed many statues with divine meaning at the entrance to scare the scoundrels and prevent tomb robbers. Why can't I see them now?"
So Qun Yufeng is the entrance to the imperial mausoleum?
She is talking about those statues of watching gods?
Li Mo looked at his master.
"?"
Shang Wu touched her nose, whistled and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.
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Yes, the ancestral foundation was designed by someone else.
Shangguan Wencang had a complicated expression. A seventh-level master, many major sects in Zhenzhou may not have such an old monster in their sects.
Fairyland is a legend, and Tongtian Realm has disappeared in the world.
The seventh realm is already the strongest foundation of the nine heavens and ten earths.
But the identity is indeed too sensitive and involved too deeply.
"This matter is serious and needs to be considered in the long run."
The master of the sect hurried back to the main peak. I don't know if he is going to discuss it with the real supreme elder.
Elder Zeng of Hengyun Sword City and Bai Jinghong and others went to Shenbing Peak to stay temporarily. The three heroes of Hengyun are all on the Hidden Dragon List. It is a little closer to go to the Imperial Capital from Ziyang Mansion.
And Elder Hanhe...
"It just so happens that I'm not very good at playing, so you can come."
Li Mo gave up his seat and sat next to Bingtuozi, ready to learn.
Elder Hanhe frowned: "I never participate in such gambling and playing with things."
"Hammer, we agreed before that we would go back to Shenbing Peak to forge iron?"
Li Mo suddenly muttered.
Could this kid be interested in smelting?
Oh, yes, Shenchui Xiaobawang...
Old man Hanhe backed into the garage calmly and sat back down.
"It's harmless to play occasionally."
"Shang Wu, today I'll let you know that there is another person who is the number one mahjong god in Qingyuan Sect!"
So.
The sound of mahjong clattering againThe first mahjong god of Qingyuan Sect is indeed someone else, not Shang Wu, but not Elder Hanhe. After Li Mo left the table, Bingtuozi played better! Then Xiao Li was still offering mahjong loans. One of them wins money, and the other lends money. Do you dare to say that this is not a husband-and-wife scam? Helplessly, for the gaming experience of the other three, Xiao Li, who was confident that he had already learned and graduated, had to be replaced. "It's the same position, why is the card I drew so bad." Li Mo muttered and scratched his neck. Ying Bing lowered his eyes and saw a few beams of sunlight leaking from under the banyan tree, shining on Li Mo's neck, sprinkled with mottled light spots. There were a few points that were particularly obvious in the place where he was caught red. "Hahaha, Hu La! Give me money." Li Mo was the last one who didn't win the card, so he was a little distressed. Before he reached out to scratch his neck, he suddenly felt a cold touch there. Hmm?
As soon as he turned around, he suddenly realized that he and Bingtuozi had been sitting very close to each other. If they were any closer, she would be sitting in his arms.
"Is it here?"
"Hmm... there's another place that's itchy."
"Where?"
"The other side."
Li Mo said with a guilty conscience.
"?"
What kind of posture can I use to tickle both sides of my neck at the same time?
Then I have to stand up, stand behind him, and let his head rest on my stomach...
Ying Bing dispelled the images in her mind and glanced at the mahjong tiles.
"You've played several cards wrong."
"Ah?"
Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and found that the cards that were already bad were even worse, so he smacked his lips a little melancholy, not knowing whether it was because of mahjong or something else...
Then the cards got worse and worse.
This time, it felt like another pill.
The corners of Xiao Li's mouth twitched slightly, his head tilted back, and then he bumped into something warm and soft.
Is it an illusion?
There seemed to be a little more fragrance in the breath, and a cool touch came from the neck.
He was stunned, looked back, and could even feel the beautiful lines on his lower abdomen from the side of his face.
"Are you still itchy?"
"No more."
Li Mo took a deep breath and pushed the stacked cards away inadvertently, and then the elders Han He and others on the opposite side frowned first, and then their eyes widened.
"I won."
Ying Bing said, but his trembling eyes were not on mahjong.
He said he was no longer itchy.
But did his itch spread to her, a place that could not be scratched?
