I have nothing but luck

Today is the second day that Li Zhixuan was sneaked to the Western Wilderness Palace by Mo Luoti.

Perhaps out of some considerations, Moro didn't throw him into the dark underground dungeon as said in the storybook, and served him in turn with 180 kinds of torture instruments in turn. Throw it into the oil pan and roll it, and share the fresh flesh and blood of Jianxiu with his subordinates.

On the contrary, apart from not letting Li Zhixuan go out, Mo Luo treated him almost with courtesy, placed him in a side hall with luxurious furnishings, which was no less inferior to the Haojing Palace, and sent several maids to serve him with delicious food and drinks. with.

Li Zhixuan was deeply moved by Mo Luo's etiquette education.

In order to live up to Mo Luo's hospitality, Li Zhixuan should eat and drink what he should, and he is very relaxed.

When he was arranged to come to the palace on the first day, he thought about talking to the maid, and then he remembered that in the storybook, the protagonist who was imprisoned still had a good life to escape, but the maid ended up in exactly the same misery At the end, he shuddered immediately and sealed his mouth tightly.

In fact, Li Zhixuan also overestimated himself too much, as the maids were so cold that they could say a word less and never say more, if he could make a useful sentence out of their mouths, it would be considered Li Zhixuan's ability.

On the first day, Mo Luo pinched his wrist to feel his pulse for a long time, and touched Li Zhixuan's spine by the way, showing a pensive expression.

Li Zhixuan held back his trembling teeth, and tried to maintain his manly qualities in front of Ling Chi or the branding iron.

But Mo Luo asked him very kindly: "Do you know what is special about yourself?"

"You mean I have something special about me?" Li Zhixuan was very happy when he heard that, his expression brightened, "Oh, that's great!"

Moro couldn't quite figure out what it was to be happy about a man with a treasure or something special in his lair.

He self-awarely labeled the West Wilderness as a tiger's lair and a wolf's lair.

Li Zhixuan said cheerfully: "Something special means that I must be a man of destiny, and I must not die in a catastrophe, so I will be blessed in the future!"

Because of this mentality of self-entertainment, Mo Luo almost boasted to him.

But like Li Zhixuan, in his 20s, it doesn’t matter if he is a hot-blooded young man. Mo Luo is the master of the Western Wilderness. If his age can add a zero behind Li Zhixuan, of course he must be mature and prudent.

He didn't show his face, and said indifferently: "Jiang Jingxing was right when he said at the Cui family's birthday banquet. It is true that the White Tiger Supreme Treasure is on you."

Li Zhixuan suddenly felt that the Holy Land was terrible.

A word Jiang Jingxing said casually can reach the ears of Mo Luo who is not there, so if he wants to do something intentionally and spy on you, wouldn't it be that he has no secrets in his eyes?

Give people a little privacy to survive!

If Mo Luo knew Li Zhixuan's thoughts, he probably wanted to tell Li Zhixuan that he was thinking too much.

As the lord of the Western Wilderness, Mo Luo can fill his entire study without dealing with official documents for a day. Is it true that he is idle like Jiang, who does nothing but fall in love all day long?

Li Zhixuan recalled, and shouted: "Wait, didn't Senior Jiang just talk nonsense in order to block Cui's family?"

He hesitated to say something that was tantamount to courting death: "Senior, you also believe what Senior Jiang said, wouldn't it be a little—"

Too stupid and too easy to deceive?

Moro looked at him strangely.

Xindao said how unreliable this surnamed Jiang is, so that what he said in a holy place is regarded as a child's play by you.

It is simply a disgrace to the holy realm, and a powerful hindrance to lowering the credibility of the saint.

Anyway, this tormenting conversation between Lee Ji Hyun and Mo Luo finally came to an end.

Li Zhixuan stayed in the room with peace of mind, eating and drinking, and before he counted the rising and setting of the two suns, he drew two more strokes on the almanac, and was slipped by Mo Luoti for the second time, telling him unexpected news.

"Jiang Jingxing is here, pack up and go back with him."

and many more?

Li Zhixuan was puzzled and thought:

So what was he doing in Xihuang this time?

Come to eat and drink for free for two days to visit the scenery of the Xihuang Palace, and will you get a fireside chat with Mo Luo?

When did Mo Xiu become so talkative?

Did Moro owe him money in his previous life?

Whether Mo Luo owed Li Zhixuan money in his previous life is doubtful, but it is true that he, as the master of a domain, attaches great importance to increasing income and reducing expenditure and saving money.

Of course he would not give Jiang Jingxing the opportunity to tear down all four walls.

To rebuild such a long city wall, even if their demon cultivators can find a few free laborers at will, don't materials and formations cost free?

As soon as Jiang Jingxing threw his last words to the ground and knocked the guard stupid, Mo Luo walked out leisurely.

He smiled politely and said, "Don't, don't, we are all old acquaintances, and I won't play tricks with you."

This set of words sounded very hypocritical, which made Xie Rongjiao vigilantly grasp the handle of Zhenjiang Mountain sword.

Mo Luo continued to speak sincerely: "I just had a fight with you a few days ago. Oh, I can't help it. It's too loud. I guess everyone in the world who should know knows about it. My cultivation is damaged. But you are real."

At the most crowded and noisy gate of the city, there was silence all around, and Moro's voice was very clear in the sound of the wind blowing sand and slapping the city wall.

The desolate man and the guards backed away in tacit agreement early on and couldn't back up any more. They wanted to press their backs against the city wall to support their weak legs. They didn't dare to walk, let alone listen to them. Embarrassment was shining brightly on their faces for a while.

Mo Luo turned a blind eye, as if he didn't care about losing face in front of his subjects: "However, this is the royal city of Xihuang after all, if I really fight hard, you won't get anything, tear your face and face everyone No, why don't you take a step back and let me return Li Zhixuan to you?"

Jiang Jingxing had expected this result long ago, so he had no choice but to let him stay silent for the rest of the day.

Xie Rongjiao was silent.

He was silent for a while, adhering to the principle of asking if he didn't understand: "Then why bother to take Li Zhixuan away?"

Mo Luo can be said to answer every question: "Because I want to confirm a very important matter on him, and it's over after I confirm it. Now for him, it's not worth it to turn against you, Jiang Jingxing."

"You're also here to pick up Li Zhixuan, right?" Mo Luo put his hands behind his back, calm and calm, "Both sides get what they want, it's a win-win deal, why not?"

He was right.

Although Mo Luo was seriously injured by Jiang Jingxing last time, and he could not recover after several years of recuperation, but this is Mo Luo's territory. Gotta go.

Most of the time, it will be the end of both sides being hurt, and jade and stone will be burned together.

The two of them will eventually usher in the day when the winner will be decided, and when that day comes, the two will stick to their own, and will never spare their lives to decide a winner.

At least not now.

Both Mo Luo and Jiang Jingxing hadn't laid out the chess pieces yet, and before the real plan came to light, they ended up hastily and hastily. None of them felt reconciled.

Jiang Jingxing: "At least you have to get Li Zhixuan out first, let me know if he is dead or alive, and if he is still alive and kicking, so we can talk about how to solve it?"

Obviously there is a willingness to let go of his promise.

Mo Luo was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Okay, then you wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared in front of the towering city wall, and quickly grabbed a young man and appeared in front of the three of them, not taking more than a breath of time.

Not to mention Moratan's character, the sage's supernatural powers are indeed real.

Li Zhixuan looked energetic and his face was full of radiance. If the three of them hadn't known his situation, they probably wouldn't have believed the nonsense that he was sneaked into the Western Wilderness Palace by Mo Luoti. They probably thought that Li Zhixuan might be living happily in a gentle country.

Although it is difficult to be romantic and happy with the money on his body.

Jiang Jingxing sighed inappropriately: "It seems that the food in the Xihuang Palace is good."

Mo Luo answered in a timely manner: "After all, I don't dare to neglect the distinguished guest, lest you tear down my city wall."

Moro could tell the difference between the four walls and a few meals.

In this way, he is indeed a character.

Fang Linhe couldn't help wondering if he was living in a dream.

The trend of the situation in the past half day is really too unexpected. I'm sorry that Fang Linhe has rehearsed thousands of sword situations and moves in his heart throughout the night.

If he had known this, he should have had a good night's sleep last night.

While thinking regretfully, Fang Linhe asked Xie Rongjiao in a low voice: "Is this the end?"

Xie Rongjiao pondered back to him: "It should be."

They didn't deliberately use sound transmission to enter the secret. Anyway, even if they used sound transmission to enter the secret, they could be intercepted by Mo Luo, so they might as well be more open and generous.

Sure enough, Moro heard it.

He nodded regretfully and said: "It's over. If there is a chance, I really want to take a look at the situation of the son to confirm, but unfortunately—"

It's a pity that he really did that. The Wangcheng of Xihuang is not as simple as being demolished with four walls.

Even though the ever-burning lamp left by the Phoenix is ​​much more important than the White Tiger Supreme Treasure, Mo Luo has to grit his teeth and endure.

Xie Rongjiao turned his head and said to Jiang Jingxing: "Master, at the moment Mo Luo can't do anything to you, and you can't do anything to Mo Luo?"

He summed it up pretty well, Jiang Jingxing seemed to understand what Xie Rongjiao wanted to do, and smiled slightly, like the spring breeze from the south of the Yangtze River blowing westwards: "That's right."

Xie Rongjiao also couldn't help smiling: "Then Master, if you tear down four more walls, Mo Luo won't mind?"

Xie Rongjiao is usually scrupulous, so he can't help restraining his hands and feet. Even though he has a clear distinction between love and hatred, it's hard for him to slap his enemy's face directly.

But the situation in the Western Wilderness King City is different. Every demon cultivator who enters the path of practice has the life of a practitioner or an ordinary person.

Ordinary desolate people who have no aptitude for cultivating demons and are regarded as slaves of belongings by demon cultivators will not live better or worse if they lose four walls.

Fang Linhe silently let go of his hand on the hilt of his sword, and exchanged glances with Li Zhixuan.

At this time, their personalities are completely different, and their ideas are also very different, and they both feel redundant in each other's eyes.

Suddenly I feel a little sympathetic.

Moro has a toothache.

He had heard about the high watchtower in the Haojing Palace that was demolished innocently because of being implicated by Ji Huang.

At that time, he still laughed at Ji Huang's stupidity in his heart.

Unexpectedly, it would not be long before the city walls of the Western Wilderness Palace would suffer again, following in the footsteps of Wang Wanggaotai.

It's really good reincarnation.

No, do you masters and apprentices like demolishing houses so much?

Mo Luo thought bitterly in his heart, if he had known this, he should have withheld a few meals from Li Zhixuan.