Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 84 Xiao Luyao

"Say it again!?"

Wei Zhongtian glanced at Li Mo, and ridicule flashed across his cold eyes.

"What kind of thing are you? Where did the garlic come from? How dare you tell me that..."

Before he finished speaking, a broad palm directly fell on Wei Zhongtian's face, and the terrifying strange force slammed it against the back wall.

Wei Zhongtian's face suddenly changed, and the internal energy in his body was instinctively running, converging on his hands, wanting to fight back.

rumbling...

The big hand shook, and the terrifying force directly shattered the inner breath of Wei Zhongtian's body. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and his head hit the wall directly. Immediately, blood flowed, gravel flew, and the screams echoed in the quiet In the classroom.

"you you……"

Wei Zhongtian's eyes were gradually blurred with blood, but the figure of Li Mo loomed in front of him like a nightmare.

At this moment, Wei Zhongtian couldn't believe that this little jailer could easily suppress him in the blink of an eye.

You know, he is a master at the fourth level of the inner breath, but his so-called strong inner breath collapsed in an instant.

"How...how could this be...he..."

Xiao Qiaoyu's eyes widened and she covered her mouth, as if she couldn't accept the reality in front of her.

Sun Mingcong kept shaking his head, it was unbelievable that a jailer could suppress Wei Zhongtian with just one move, what kind of cultivation is this?
"What did you just say? How dare you mention my senior sister's name with your stinking mouth?"

Li Mo's expression is cold, now he is a master of Dao Mai Linggen, and he has no taboos.

How dare he utter such obscene words to Yan Zixia in front of him? How could he bear it?

Li Mo's big hand hangs down, strangling Wei Zhongtian's neck, and the other hand roars towards him, bowing left and right, slapping his mouth wildly.

The originally quiet classroom suddenly echoed with a crisp "cracking" sound, just like Shen Yimen's strange dream.

Wei Zhongtian's mouth was full of blood, and his white teeth spat all over the floor.

He looked at Li Mo tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.

Even if he died, he couldn't figure it out, how could a mere jailer have such a cultivation level, and he was still working as a jailer here even though he was so good at riding a horse?

Who is cheating on the horse! ?
"I...I..." Wei Zhongtian faltered, before he could finish his sentence, another big ear blower slapped him in the face.

"Who stepped on the horse and made you speak."

Li Mo shook his hand casually, and directly threw Wei Zhongtian aside like garbage.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and looked at Xiao Qiaoyu.

This delicate and glamorous girl happened to meet Li Mo's eyes. Facing the cold light, her body softened in an instant, and she immediately cast a pitiful look at Li Mo.

"Who did you say betrayed you just now?"

Li Mo walked up to Xiao Qiaoyu.

"I... I was wrong... Let me go...I'm a woman..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Mo raised his hand and slapped him, sending him flying.

"Why don't you think that you are a woman when you are mean?"

Xiao Qiaoyu fell heavily beside Wei Zhongtian, her mouth was still full of blood, and she was no longer as charming as before.

"Father... No, sir, can I do it myself?"

At this moment, Sun Mingcong, who had not yet had his turn, was already so frightened that his legs became weak. He would never have dreamed of such a scene.

The jailer, that is the lowest level disciple in Luofu Mountain, he exists like a handyman.

This kind of guy can't hold his head up in front of the noble star monster hunters. Let's put it this way, there is no place for these people in Luofu Mountain's conference.

But this kind of stuff, there are still masters, the strength is strong, like a tiger playing a white rabbit, directly playing with them in the applause.

The mighty Wei Zhongtian didn't even dare to fart in front of this old man, so he could only be submissive, waiting to be slapped.

Sun Mingcong knew that he was not as good as Wei Zhongtian, kneeling down and begging for mercy was the first rule of survival.

While speaking, he has already started to reflect on himself, analyzing all the wrong things that he scolded himself, hearsay is a problem, and spreading rumors is a disease...

While saying that it was not enough, his hands were not idle, imitating Li Mo's appearance, he bowed left and right, and greeted himself.

Sun Mingcong was so sincere, Li Mo didn't bother to look at him.

"Each person pays 300 taels of silver." Li Mo said lightly.

"What?" Wei Zhongtian was taken aback, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"Why? Want to leave without giving some compensation?"

Before Li Mo could finish his words, Sun Mingcong had already placed a bright red 500 tael silver note on the table.

"Master...Senior brother, there are still 200 taels of filial piety for you...Just now I was too blind to see Mount Tai, please bear with me..."

"You know how to..." Li Mo nodded.

At this moment, Xiao Qiaoyu and Wei Zhongtian got acquainted with each other, and finally understood what Li Mo meant.

In fact, they really didn't hear clearly. The slap just now was so violent that the ringing in their ears never stopped.

Seeing this, the two each took out 500 taels of silver bills and placed them on the table respectfully.

For a one-star demon catcher like Wei Zhongtian, 500 taels of silver wasn't a huge amount of money, but it definitely wasn't a small sum either.

At this moment, his face hurts, his teeth hurt and his heart hurts.

"Go away, next time you chew the root of your tongue, I'll mix you all up and feed them to the monkeys."

Li Mo spat and cursed, the three of them ran out of the cell with their faces covered as if they were being pardoned.

"Sure enough, there are a lot of people who are popular." Li Mo looked at the bank notes on the table, not at all happy, but a little upset.

Now, Yan Zixia is different from the past, her strength has improved extremely fast, which makes Li Mo feel extremely weird.

Most importantly, she hunted and killed ghosts almost non-stop.

Not to mention the Luofu Mountain Gate, even many ghosts in the Three Mountains have already set their sights on Yan Zixia.

But Li Mo's senior sister didn't seem to want to stop at all.

It has been a few days since Li Mo returned to the mountain, but Yan Zixia has not been found for a long time.

"I always feel that there is a problem. I must find my senior sister and talk about it." Li Mo slipped the bank note on the table into his arms.

One thousand five hundred taels of silver is a huge sum of money.

"Unexpectedly, there is still a master hidden in the prison."

At this moment, there was an ethereal and melodious voice, and then, a woman stepped in. She was wearing a green dress, with an exquisite figure, uneven, white skin that could be broken by blowing bullets, and exquisite facial features. If you walk out of the painting.

"You are..." Li Mo was taken aback for a moment, feeling as if he had seen this woman somewhere before.

"Suppressing the enemy with one move, even the fourth level of inner breath is so embarrassing. If I guess right, you should have the sixth level of inner breath." The green skirt girl's eyes fell on Li Mo's without blinking. There was an incomparable curiosity on his body.

A master at the sixth level of the Inner Breathing Realm actually acts as a small prison guard here?

This is incredible.

"You are Xiao Luyao." Li Mo finally remembered.

Isn't the girl in front of me the jewel in the palm of Xiao Chaoyuan, the vice seat of Shanguiyuan? ! !
(End of this chapter)