After listening to Li Qiqi's statement, Mo Zhitao knew what was going on. He called Ma Biao over, "Ma Biao, did you open the stone cave?"

"Yes, boss, if I hadn't helped you open the cave, you wouldn't have gotten any thousand-year-old milk. Why didn't you give me some?" Ma Fang said angrily.

"You're so embarrassed to say? You almost killed us." Mo Zhitao said angrily. "We were trapped inside after falling down, and there were a lot of poisonous things inside. If it weren't for me to detoxify and I was lucky, I wouldn't be back. And that's stone milk, not milk."

After hearing what Li Qiqi said, Mo Zhitao knew that it would be impossible to see the stone cave in the future. Mama face had repeatedly used that method and could not open the stone wall.

"Haha, I've made meritorious service anyway. If you give it to Lin Zhenqiang and others, if you don't give it to me, you won't treat me as your own person, I'm angry." Mama face poked the ground angrily with an iron stick.

Mo Zhitao smiled and said, "Okay, I know you have made contributions. Let's do this. I'll give you one million and your second son, and you can share it equally."

"One million?" The eyes of Mama face were emitting golden light. In fact, he had no high requirements for martial arts. Money is a good thing. If he had money, he could play with more women.

"Boss, Erzi has always been a big spender and doesn't know how to save money. Give me one million yuan. Erzi's 500,000 yuan is kept by me. When he needs money, he will ask me for it." Mabiao said excitedly.

This time I sent it. The night before yesterday, Hua Shao said he would give him 100,000. Now Mo Zhitao gives him another one million. They can still get 100,000 for the mission they come this time. He wants to find a beautiful woman to have fun when he goes back.

"Well, you can't embezzle the money of your second son." Mo Zhitao smiled. He also felt sorry for the Mabiao and the others. Then he would think of using other methods to subsidize other people, money or practice pills, and let them choose it themselves.

"No, I'm not that kind of person." Mabang patted his chest and promised.

Mo Zhitao felt relieved when he saw that Mamabing had no problem. He sometimes didn't know how to deal with this cheap brother-in-law. Mamabing liked money, so give him more money to spend.

"Okay, let's practice martial arts and regulate breathing." Mo Zhitao said. I don't know if there are any enemies behind me, but as long as the master and the others wake up, even if they meet the domineering killers, they can still resist it.

"Okay, boss, remember to ask Lin Zhenqiang to transfer me after going down the mountain] ］ 10,000." Ma Fang's abacus was very loud.

"Yeah, that's OK." Mo Zhitao nodded. He wanted to practice martial arts and regulate his breathing after fighting for a while. And after he raised his internal strength to the peak of level 5, he also had to practice martial arts and consolidate his breathing.

As everyone was practicing, the place where it was very noisy just now suddenly became quiet, which made people a little uncomfortable.

A few hours later, Lin Zhenqiang and the others woke up one after another. They only ate half a drop of thousand-year-old stone milk, which was earlier than Mu Ming.

Their martial arts skills have been upgraded to the mid-level sixth level, which makes Mo Zhitao very happy. Lin Zhenqiang's martial arts skills are level six, and they can fully support the top among the six major gangs, and no one dares to do anything to them.

After another half an hour, Mu Ming opened his eyes and saw everyone looking at him with concern. He stood up with a smile.

"Prince." The bones on Mu Ming's body kept ringing.

"Master, you have advanced." Mo Zhitao shouted excitedly. The situation of the master is a manifestation of the promotion of martial arts. He used to be level 6, but now he is level 7.

"Well, I'm already level seven." Mu Ming shouted excitedly. Because more than 20 years ago, the Yin-Yang Gate was destroyed and he was seriously injured, so his martial arts could not be improved for a long time, and he still retained level five.

People who were similar to him in the past had their martial arts upgraded to level seven, but he still stagnated. He was very distressed. Now that his martial arts upgraded to level seven, he no longer had to raise his head in front of Mie Qing.

Mu Ming took a deep breath, and he raised his hand, and a seven-meter-long dragon shadow appeared from his body, which made him feel very comfortable. The dragon shadow imagined by the flying dragon palm represents his strength.

"Congratulations to Senior Mu Ming." Cai Wen looked at Mu Ming enviously. It would be better to have treasures. If you eat them like this, you can improve your martial arts skills.

"Haha, thank you." Mu Ming waved his hand. Now, Yin-Yang Sect is definitely the five major medical sects in terms of strength. His martial arts, Mo Zhitao and Yu Meijing, have reached level seven, who dares to provoke them?

Seeing that it was dark now, Mo Zhitao asked Mu Ming, "Master, should we go down the mountain now, or leave tomorrow?"

"Of course, it's because we've been going down the mountain now. We've been staying in the mountains for too long, so there's no need to stay here again." Mu Ming smiled. "Our strength has improved so much now, are we still afraid of attacks by others?"

"Okay, let's go down the mountain." Mo Zhitao nodded.

In fact, Cai Wen and the others also really wanted to go down the mountain. It was not evening, so they were not afraid of them. While walking down the mountain, he was making a phone call with a satellite phone. He wanted to report to the top about Mo Zhitao's down the mountain.

After Mo Zhitao's martial arts improved, Cai Wen also reported this situation to the superior. The superior was very surprised. They could not have expected that Mo Zhitao would have had a chance to have an adventure after participating in the Medical King Competition.

Mo Zhitao's strength can be competed with the seventh-level master, and now it must be even more powerful, so the superiors attach great importance to Mo Zhitao. The more powerful Mo Zhitao is, the more he can serve everyone.

Somewhere in Tianliang Mountain, No Nagakura found the man ∧, "Ah∧, Mo Zhitao and the others are going to go down the mountain, we have to attack him, otherwise it will be difficult for him to deal with after he goes down the mountain."

∧The man looked at No Nagakura and said, "Now there are people from the special service team to protect Mo Zhitao. When we attack Mo Zhitao, we can only seek death."

"Tsk, they are only more than fifty people. As long as we attack secretly, we will definitely be able to destroy them. Their martial arts skills are not high." Nonakura said disapprovingly.

∧The man looked at No Nagakura with contempt and heard from some martial arts insiders outside that Mo Zhitao seemed to have obtained the thousand-year-old stone milk. He ate it with a few people, and his martial arts skills have improved a lot. If he goes to trouble them now, it would be like a birthday boy who has hanged himself to make a long life.

"No Nagakura, you don't know how powerful the Secret Service Team is." The man said.

"Eighth Grades, what's the point of being good about them? I heard that their martial arts are not as good as level seven." Nonagakura said proudly. Among these dozen people, there were a few level seven masters.

"They are not very powerful, but they are a group. If they encounter danger, they will immediately request reinforcements. Unless we kill Mo Zhitao in a very short time, their reinforcements helicopters will come over and we will not be able to escape." The man said.

There are masters in charge in every place, and those masters are people from the Martial Alliance. The gentleman repeatedly told them that it is not the time to show up. Of course, if No Nagakura and the others were going to seek death, they would not stop them.

"If you want to go over to find Mo Zhitao, we will give you a guide, but we won't go there, and we still have something to do," said the man ∧.

Eight-Grades, if you don’t get over, we only have a dozen people, so how could we beat those people? Nonagakura scolded in his heart. "How can you not be with us? You asked you to cooperate with us at that time."

"Cooperation is cooperation, but we must cooperate when we are sure, otherwise we will not dare to take action." The man said.

"Oh, then okay, let's find time to do it." Nonakura said helplessly.

"No Nagakura, that's right. It's not that we don't want to kill Mo Zhitao, but that the time is not right now. We will find a suitable opportunity for you, and you will kill Mo Zhitao again at that time." The man said.

Nonakura said helplessly: "Let Mo Zhitao live for a while first."

Mo Zhitao and his friends went down the mountain and saw that there were not many martial arts people in the town, but the people from the Emei Sect were still there.

"Master Mo, are you okay?" Master Mi Tian brought Ji Ruixiang to ask Mo Zhitao.

"We are fine, thank you Master Mie Tian for your concern." Mo Zhitao said with concern.

While going down the mountain, Cai Wen also told Mo Zhitao that because Mo Zhitao encountered an attack from a black building while going down the mountain, the special service team asked some sects and martial arts people for help, hoping to get help. The Emei Sect is the sect that remains among them.

Later, the black building did not appear, and those sects did not go up the mountain again.

"You're welcome. Master Mo has nothing to do, we're leaving too." Master Mie Tian said.

"President Mie Tian, ​​if you have anything to do in the future, please tell us that we will do our best to do it." Mo Zhitao said seriously.

"Thank you, Master Mo, you have helped our Emei Sect." Master Mie Tian was very happy to hear Mo Zhitao say this. The medical skills of Yin and Yang Sect are very good, especially Mo Zhitao's medical skills, which are simply described as magic.

Mo Zhitao shook his head, "I have always remembered what you helped me." After saying that, Mo Zhitao glanced at Ji Ruixiang.

Ji Ruixiang's little face immediately turned red. She understood what Mo Zhitao was talking about. However, because the master was there, Ji Ruixiang didn't dare to speak, so she just stared at Mo Zhitao fiercely.

At this time, Master Mieqing came over and said to the wooden name over there: "Mu Ming, come here for me."

"Mi, Mieqing, are you doing something to me?" Although Mu Ming's martial arts have been upgraded to level seven, he is still a little unnatural in front of Master Mieqing.

Master Mieqing turned around and walked towards the darkness over there. Although she was wearing a robe, she could not cover her slim body. Seeing Mieqing walking over there, Mu Ming had to lower his head and follow him.

On the right, when he saw Mu Ming and the others walking in the dark, he couldn't help but smile at the second son next to him, "Second, Master Mu Ming wants to have sex with that beautiful nun. Sister, if they want to do that, they can go inside and open a room, why do they have to be outside? Do they also like field battles?"

"Boss, they seem to be talking." said the second son.

After Mu Ming followed Wuqing to the side, he asked timidly: "Wu, Wuqing, what's the matter with me?"
Chapter completed!