The villain boss of quick travel delivered to your door

Chapter 317 Hey, where is the goblin?
The little fox who was petted and rested with his eyes closed only sensed a gust of wind that seemed to be there, and then there was a heavy sound of falling to the ground and the sound of something breaking, not to mention whether there was a smell of blood, but that Horrible sounds are enough to cause irreparable damage.

Spike.

001 received a begging signal from another system, and under Mo Zishu's instruction, he decisively blocked it, and added a word of relief before blocking it.

"Next time, find a host with a better brain, thank you."

There was another sound of footsteps, then the sound of kneeling down in unison, and finally, the sound of objects being dragged away.

360, who had a 001-degree view without any blind spots, was dumbfounded: "The members of the Devil's Cult have very strong professional skills."

After my young lord had taught me a lesson, I came to clean up the mess in the next second.

"Unpredictable."

"Mo Zishu, should I go down to participate in the so-called martial arts conference?" Qing Rong asked suddenly.

"Hmm." The little fox nodded.

The soft touch of his hands made Qingrong involuntarily lower his voice, he received education from aristocratic family, and he still has some morals compared to the young master of the Demon Cult: "Aren't I just going to bully a child, it's useless to win. "

"Murong Jing and Murong Yun are here too." The little fox said via voice transmission.

"I will seize the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance tomorrow!"

vertical day.

The martial arts conference is held every five years, but each martial arts leader will basically be re-elected for three consecutive terms. This has almost become an unwritten rule. Within the three sessions, every martial arts competition is a cutscene, and the seniors secretly use the juniors as pawns fighting place.

And this is Banyuan's second term in office. Originally, he had prepared all the rewards and meals, but after confirming that the Devil's Cult was coming, he almost dropped the jade in his hand.

It's not that I'm afraid of the young master of the Demon Sect who came over, but the young master of the Demon Sect is really notorious.

Every year, the congregation would be sent down the mountain once, and the rivers and lakes would be like a puddle of muddy water, causing all sects to suffer from extreme headaches.

It is said that the young master of the Demon Sect is unpredictable, murderous, and has peerless martial arts, so that the leader of the Demon Sect was not only forced to abdicate, but also became mad, making life worse than death.

Although everything was done by the members of the Devil's Cult, he was the one who ordered it. Moreover, a great incident happened, which made everyone in the righteous way vigilant, and they would never face it if they could run away.

He also became the number one villain in the writing of the stylus scholar.

Mo Xu, the elder of the Demon Cult who is extremely light-hearted, offended him one day. Kneeling in front of the door of the former martial arts leader, begging for death.

After this incident, the former leader of the martial arts alliance died of depression before resigning. Before he died, he shouted: "Xu Qingyi, the demon sect, must be eliminated!"

You know, the previous leader of the martial arts alliance is a hero who fought off the bandits with one enemy and a hundred, and has been on the battlefield several times!

Therefore, when the young master of the Demon Sect came late holding his spirit fox, all righteous people were extremely vigilant, and even those seniors who devoted themselves to cultivation were invited out of the mountain with a lot of money, so as not to appear too big. casualties.

"The one who came is Xu Qingyi, the young master of the Demon Cult." Ban Yuan clasped his hands and laughed.

"naturally."

The young master of the Devil's Cult nodded slightly, as a return gift, and saw that he had a gentle but coquettish appearance, a tall figure, white skin full of snow, and a dark robe that added to the hostility, so handsome that he couldn't be looked at directly, as if frost had cracked in a trance, full of cold air.

(End of this chapter)