"Don't make Big Brother and Shan Gui Brother unhappy, they don't like you being too close to worrying."

"Oh, okay."

Qingqing sighed and said with some excitement:

"Then you go and have a look for me and bring some gifts by the way. After all, he saved me, huh? What's going on over there?"

Before the princess finished speaking, she saw a noise not far away. Some warriors were saying something loudly. After getting closer, the two of them heard what the warriors said.

Very exciting content.

The Beggars' Sect just heard the news that at the same time as the Battle of Lin'an, one of the most mysterious places in the martial arts world, Sichuan Mo City, thousands of miles away.

Destroyed!-

Time shifted to a few days before the Battle of Lin'an started. At the same time as Lin'an caused a gathering of storms, something big happened in Sichuan and Sichuan.

Near the mountainous areas near the snowy areas, several sects have been ruthlessly destroyed. The perpetrators are not Penglai thieves, but real Jianghu people, one of the remnants of the Demon Cult, Qingyang Sect, Guangxi.

"boom"

With a loud bang, a fire appeared on the hill halfway up the hill, and the powerful explosive bomb was thrown from the sky by the fierce crested eagle into the small sect, exploding to the ground and shaking the mountain.

When the sect was attacked, the sects wanted to resist, but they could not find where the enemy was, so they could only rush out of the sect in the blazing fire.

What made them desperate was that on the way down the mountain, there were already several weird guys waiting.

A fully armed general wearing black armor, carrying a war halberd, and carrying a war bow.

An old man wearing green clothes, like a martial arts master.

A woman in a black dress and a hat.

A short dwarf holding a fishing net.

Reading benefits and follow the official account, and read books every day to get cash/point coins!

There was another guy with six metal limbs like spiders on his back, all of which were thirty or forty people. Although he looked like an ordinary person, he actually didn't breathe and was all mechanical puppets.

Behind them, there are all kinds of inferior institutional people, who are used as cannon fodder, and they all move stiffly and rushed up to meet these fleeing disciples.

There are also those special and elite institutional people who also hold weapons and break into the crowd.

But the incense stick was less than the fire, and the roar of explosive bombs was burned, and the predecessors worked hard to complete the game.

The head of the sect was interrupted by two organs and dragged it to the culprit.

On the top of the mountain, there was a mountain rock beside a parrot green robe, with hair all over his head, braided with braids, staring at his big and small eyes, and was cold-blooded. He was being guarded by several exquisite and powerful puppets and also took Qianli Jing down from his hand.

In the depths of the vast valley in front of him, his goal is.

"You old coffin board, the bones are okay, and you can barely see it."

The Demon Lord turned his head, looked at the head who was spitting blood, and said in a bad voice:

"Crack you tonight, and you will attack his Mocheng early tomorrow morning! To vent my anger and something like garbage and shit, I dared to raid and destroy my Qingyang Mountain while I was away.

Pooh!

If new and old hatreds are combined, I will not be considered a great man who stands tall and strong if I don’t destroy his Mocheng!"

The head of the sect was in pain.

It is not only physical pain, but also unwillingness and anger in the heart.

He looked at Ai Dachai and shouted loudly:

"You thief, you have a grudge with the Mo Sect, why do you want to kill me! We have never provoked you!"

"Well?"

This question made Ai Dacha look confused.

He tilted his head, stretched out his left hand's mechanism, grabbed his messy beard, and he said seriously:

"I want cannon fodder to fight Mocheng.

My Qingyang Sect is not strong enough. If you want to make some suitable puppets, don’t you find materials? I have been fighting from Guangxi to Sichuan and Shu. Including you, I have finally collected 108 puppets of various colors.

There are still a hundred people from the garbage agency. If you don’t kill you, how can you get so many?"

Qingyang Demon Lord changed his tone and said:

"Besides, I am not a bad guy. If I kill you, you should kill people. Just like you, a grandson, who has taken in a few disciples, but if you don't learn well, you should be bullying men and women at the foot of someone else's mountain.

You old man is incompetent and likes to shelter evil thieves. No one dares to provoke you in this remote countryside, but I am not afraid. You are a villain who is skinned and cramped and used as a puppet, which is the best thing!

I am doing the way for heaven today, what else do you have to say?”

The head of the sect looked sad and angry, and was about to refute, but was kicked by Ai Dacha in the throat, which made the bones break, his head tilted, and he died immediately.

The evil man laughed and threw out the bone-removing knife from his hand, and was about to start working.

As he said, to prepare for another night tonight, all the organs will be equipped with hidden weapons to chase their lives. When tomorrow morning, they will enter Mocheng in the mountains and completely destroy the ghost place.

At the same time, in the Mo City.

Wujiu Juzi was on a platform and was facing his disciples to give more advice.

"My Mo family members are everywhere, and they cannot be summoned back for a while. Now the Great Chu is re-established. If the Mo family wants the world to be peaceful, they will come out to help the world orthodox.

Several elders had already brought their elites to Guanzhong a few days ago to support major events. Our sect was weak, but the evil one came to us.

Mocheng is empty, and this battle is afraid of more danger."

The master said in a deep voice:

"Open the various institutions in the city and introduce the evil into the city. If something goes wrong, and try to destroy Mocheng, you must suppress the evil in this way!

He would not escape and continue to use ink techniques to harm people."

"Jizi, Mo Hei's life and death are still uncertain."

An elder with strange glasses looked serious and said:

"I am responsible for the incident of him leading his disciples to attack Qingyang Sect. Today's disaster can be regarded as being attracted by me. I did something wrong. Master, please take your disciples away.

I will guard the city of Mo, fight Ai Dachai for a death row, and die together!"

“No need.”

Juzi touched the ink sword hanging around his waist, and he said:

"The incident happened suddenly, and the evil deed was very powerful. Elder Mo Shu was afraid that he was not his opponent. The man had a weapon like chasing his life. If Qiankun Kanli was not there, he would be difficult to suppress him.

The elders are my support, and I am sure to retreat to the enemy in this battle. It’s a pity that I promised my fellow disciples to take Penglai together, but this time I lost the appointment.
Chapter completed!