Chapter 1422 Cross the river and demolish the bridge?
"Uncle Mo."
Goatee Beard Spirit Master said with a bitter face, "Isn't the Lord of the Palace back yet?"
"No." Mo Shengyu replied expressionlessly.
"Hey, the master of the palace has just taken office, and he left Shijue Palace before his buttocks were even hot."
Goatee sighed and complained in a low voice, "But why do you want to lock all the brothers in the temple and not let anyone go out?"
"The Lord of the Palace naturally has his own considerations."
Mo Shengyu was lying on the desk and didn't know what to write. She didn't even raise her head, "Where is your turn to question? Just stay in the palace."
"But if this continues."
Goatee's face showed a bitter look, "I'm afraid my brothers' emotions may be uncontrollable."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening explosion sound suddenly came from outside the house.
"what happened?"
Mo Shengyu frowned slightly, her delicate body flashed, and she disappeared from the house in an instant.
Goatee was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what he was doing and hurriedly chased after him.
After turning a few corners, several figures in front of them immediately attracted their attention.
"Why don't you get out of the way?"
The speaker was a man in gray robe with thin cheeks and high cheekbones.
The man's face was full of ferocity, his right arm was raised high, and a powerful aura lingered in his palm. The explosion just now was obviously made by this person.
"Master Uncle Mo said that no one is allowed to leave until the Lord of the Palace comes back."
Guarding the gate of the courtyard was a man with a simple round face. He was pale, with blood at the corner of his mouth. He was out of breath when speaking. He seemed to have been seriously injured. "Yinglong, do you want to disobey me?"
"It's a joke. A young boy who lied about being the younger brother of the old palace master just defeated a bitch by luck. Do you really think he is the palace master?"
The thin man who was called "Ying Long" sneered and said, "I think he saw that the situation was not good and was worried that the black coffin master would come to seek revenge, so he ran away a long time ago. Only a fool like you would be here stupidly."
Just wait and continue to stay here, maybe even we will become the targets of Black Coffin's revenge, so get out of here!"
The round-faced man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head stubbornly without any intention of giving in.
Seeing his stubbornness, Yinglong's face suddenly turned ugly, and his aura became more ferocious. Even several other people behind him showed angry faces and started yelling at each other.
"I don't know what kind of person this new palace master is, and I don't know if he is trustworthy."
The round-faced man's eyes flashed with determination, and he refused to step back under the gazes of several cultivators of the same level. "But I believe Master Mo, she will never lie to us."
"Really? Since you are determined to listen to that stupid woman."
Ying Long finally lost all his patience, his aura surged again, murderous intent emerged in his eyes, he jumped up and slapped him hard, "Then don't blame me for not remembering our old relationship."
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, this palm was ready to be used. A red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a graceful figure suddenly appeared. When he reached out with his right hand, he could easily block his full palm with only one finger.
"Mo, Lord Mo Shengyu!"
After seeing the identity of the person coming, Ying Long couldn't help but exclaimed, and his face instantly became very ugly.
"Uncle Mo!"
The round-faced man looked happy and felt at ease.
From the different names given to Yinglong and him, it is not difficult to tell how close the two are to Mo Shengyu.
"Yinglong, what do you want to do?"
Mo Shengyu asked coldly with an expressionless face.
"My lord, I, I just stayed in the palace for too long and want to go out and relax."
Ying Long forced a laugh and hesitated, "This, this isn't too much to ask for, right?"
"The Lord of the Palace has an order. No one is allowed to leave Shijue Palace without permission before he comes back."
Mo Shengyu's voice was like a machine, without any emotion, "Don't talk about Yusheng, even I don't have the power to let you go. Just go back and stay."
Li Yusheng is the name of the round-faced man.
"I wonder when the Lord of the Palace will return?" A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Ying Long's eyes.
"When it's time to come back, I will come back naturally." Mo Shengyu replied lukewarmly, "Recognize your identity. Do I still need to report to you the whereabouts of the Lord of the Hall?"
"Lord Mo, the brothers have taken refuge in Shijue Palace in order to have a better future."
Yinglong's face became more and more gloomy, and he gradually lost his respect for the saint and the strong man as he spoke, "I'm not here to go to jail!"
"If you don't want to serve Shi Jue Palace anymore."
Mo Shengyu replied calmly, "You can resign from the palace master."
"Now that it's all said and done."
There was a faint ferocious light in Ying Long's eyes, "Then please forgive Ying Long for not agreeing with the new palace master's approach. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways. Goodbye, farewell!"
After saying that, he hugged his fists at Mo Shengyu without hesitation, then took big steps, tried to bypass her, and went straight to the courtyard gate.
"stop!"
Mo Shengyu flashed and stood in front of Ying Long again, "Where are you going?"
"how?"
Ying Long said with a straight face, "Master Mo just said that if I don't want to do it anymore, I can resign. Do you regret it so soon?"
"What I said is that you can resign from the palace master."
Mo Shengyu stared into his eyes and said slowly word by word, "As long as he agrees, I will naturally let you go."
"The Lord of the Palace is not here." Yinglong asked in confusion, "How should I resign?"
"Then wait until he comes back." Mo Shengyu replied calmly.
"fart!"
Ying Long finally couldn't hold himself back and said angrily, "If he doesn't come back in three to five years, do we have to stay here and wait for him?"
"That's right, that's right!"
"Lord Mo, it's too much to force others into trouble!"
"I think this new palace master is not Mr. Lin Xi at all. He is just a liar who uses the name of the old palace master's brother to try to steal the wealth of our psychic sea!"
"Yes, this guy probably locked us up here on purpose and ran away with the resources!"
"Lord Mo is wise!"
Seeing Ying Long leading the charge, everyone behind him finally mustered up the courage to express their doubts and dissatisfaction with Zhong Wen.
"Shut up!"
Mo Shengfeng's eyes widened and she shouted sweetly, "Don't let me tell you a second time. No one is allowed to leave until the Lord of the Palace comes back. You can disobey me if you want. As long as you defeat me, you can go wherever you want."
Where to go!”
"Mo Shengyu, Ying Longjing, you are a saint and a strong man, so I call you Sir Mo!"
At this point, Yinglong simply lost his temper and completely broke his face, "Even in the Shijue Palace, I am still under the command of Master Jing Wuwei. No matter what, it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks. Today I am going to be biased."
If you want to leave, can you still kill me?"
As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force on his feet, and his body turned into a swift shadow, and he rushed forward suddenly. His spiritual master-level powerful cultivation instantly burst out, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and he actually planned to force a breakthrough.
"boom!"
However, in just one breath, his body suddenly stagnated, and he flew backwards, hitting the outer wall of the hall hard, causing cracks in the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground, spitting out "Wow"
There was a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.
Mo Shengyu's graceful figure still stood quietly at the same place. From the beginning to the end, no one could see clearly how she took action.
"Yinglong!"
When everyone saw this, they were all shocked. They never expected that Mo Shengyu would actually kill one of their own. The people who had screamed the most fiercely immediately stopped and became as silent as cicadas.
There were two others who were unconvinced. They winked at each other, took two steps back in a tacit understanding, and tiptoed toward the main hall, seemingly planning to move reinforcements.
"Where are you going?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Shengyu, who was in front of the crowd just a second ago, suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the two of them. He was surrounded by a mysterious and mysterious aura, which made people feel frightened.
I can't resist.
"me……"
The two of them were shocked, with cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, and they were hesitant and unable to speak.
"Why do you have to endure hardships to understand some things?" Mo Shengyu slowly raised his right arm, and the vast realm of saints expanded in all directions, instantly making all the spiritual masters' limbs stiff and unable to move, and all of them had a strong feeling in their hearts.
A deep feeling of despair.
"Little sister of the Mo family, stop it!"
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a sigh.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure rushed over and stood between Mo Shengyu and the two spiritual masters.
Astonishingly, it is Jing Xinxin, the third eldest of the three Jing brothers.
The moment Jing Wuwei appeared, everyone in the hospital felt relaxed and their ability to move was restored. Apart from joy, they also felt lingering fears. Their eyes looking at Mo Shengyu were filled with deep fear and fear.
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"Why, Jing Laosan, do you also want to disobey?"
Mo Shengyu didn't seem surprised by his appearance, and just asked lightly, "Don't forget that this new palace master was elected by yourselves."
"This time, that time."
Jing Wuwei looked slightly embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, he said word by word, "At first, due to the pressure of the black coffin, I had to rely on this person's strength, but after all, he only had the Soul Realm cultivation level. The reason why he was able to drive away everyone
Priests, most likely still rely on Fairy Cong for help. Now that the crisis has been resolved, we might not be able to find a stronger backer."
"you mean……"
Mo Shengyu was slightly moved, "Crossing the river and burning the bridge?"
"No, no, if Master Lin Xi can manage the Psychic Sea well after becoming the master of the palace, I wouldn't mind respecting him."
Jing Wuwei shook his head and said seriously, "But after observing these past few days, not only did he not care about Shijue Palace, but now he has directly abandoned us, patted his butt and ran away to who knows where, you let the brothers
How can we safely follow him? As the saying goes, a good bird chooses the right tree to roost, and it’s time to choose a palace master who is truly worthy of allegiance.”