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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh it's over

After hearing Huang Yinge's words, Li Mo calmed down, and his heart became calm again. He took a deep look at the latter, then burst out laughing, and then said: "Sir, the head of the sect, don't care about me, the Viscount."

The status cards are real and fake, but do you dare to arrest me now?"

Huang Yinge paused and took three steps in a row, but he was really speechless after being told that. Regardless of whether the Viscount title card in Li Mo's hand was true or false, at this time, as long as the title card was in his hand, Huang Yinge really didn't dare to do anything to Li Mo.

In this way, that is the imperial title of Viscount from the Wenren family. If it is true, it represents the glory of the Wenren family. Especially now that the Wenren family is fighting against the Yuchi family, they attach great importance to such titles awarded on the battlefield.

The object of their efforts to protect. After all, these people exchanged their lives for the title of a famous family. If they don't protect it, everyone will be disappointed, and I'm afraid no one will sacrifice their lives for them in the future.

Huang Yinge was silent for a while, and then said: "Since you went out to fight for the Qingmu Sect, you have to work hard even if you don't have any merit. Please make a note of this and you can leave today." Huang Yinge finally asked Li Mo to leave, because

He really has no better solution now. The one that is shining brightly is the title of Viscount. He, the leader of the sect, does not have such a high title. When he sees Li Mo, he must salute.

"Master, let him go like this?" Xu Tian stood aside, looking at Li Mo's proud expression, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Qing Shui shook his head and said, "We have to consider this matter in the long term. We have a long time ahead."

In fact, there were still a few words left in his mind. Huang Yinge would never dare to do anything to Luo Mo about something like this today. Not to mention killing an outer sect disciple of the Twelve Paths, I'm afraid he would just kill an inner sect disciple.

Disciples, such as my own disciple Xu Tianheng, can still be safe and sound even at the end of their lives.

Don't forget, in addition to his Viscount title card, Luo Dingrong is still there watching him. His dwarf-like body contains endless power. After many years of accumulation, once he breaks through, his power will double. It is definitely not ordinary.

Apocalypse Realm can compete with it. What’s even more terrifying is that he has also refined foreign water. Although he doesn’t know what kind of foreign water it is, as long as those foreign objects from heaven and earth can be refined, the benefits are endless. Don’t talk about it.

The Qingmu Sect is flooded, and even the Qingmu Mountains thousands of miles around it can be submerged. Only those who have experienced the power of the strange water will know.

"In this case, I would like to thank the head of the sect!" Li Mo stood in the middle of a group of people without any fear.

"Humph, I hope you can take care of yourself!" There was a rumbling sound at the foot of Huangyin Pavilion, and a rainbow rose instantly. He used his body skills to briefly fly into the air, and then a pair of wings vibrated. His person had turned into a small dot and disappeared in the sky above everyone.

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Seeing Huang Yinge leave, Qing Shui also turned into a rainbow overnight and followed behind him. Also leaving with him was the elder of the Yellow Vein and a group of Huang Vein's inner disciples. Xu Tianheng also left with him.

, the soldiers are here today, there is no reason to convince the public, they cannot move at all.

Huang Mei's departure caused all the spectators to leave. The pulse masters of other veins and their disciples all walked out. The inner disciples returned to the depths of each vein. The outer disciples continued to practice here, but everyone

The way he looked at Li Mo was different.

This person who was once called a waste, and the most cowardly person among the Seven Meridians, actually received such experience at the top of the snowy region. Not only did his cultivation level rise by two levels, from an eighth-level monk to a tenth-level monk, he also became a provincial committee member.

Able to kill monks of the Twelve Paths with the cultivation of the Ten Paths.

What is even more unbelievable is that he actually received the title of Viscount. Think of a Viscount, that is a title that even the head of the sect does not have. If you walked around the Aoki Sect with a Viscount title card, everyone would probably salute you.

Everyone has a dream, and the disciples outside work hard day and night in order to become famous and gain fame.

But the disciples of the inner sect are different. They don't believe that the fallen viscount belongs to him. Think about it, a cultivator of the first path cannot guarantee to obtain such a high title, let alone a monk of the tenth path. Therefore, in their hearts

They looked down upon Luo Mo even more, and in the final analysis, it was the Viscount title card that made them even more jealous.

Everyone left, but Fangru did not leave, and there were several sisters behind her.

Under the leadership of Fangru, they walked to Luo Mo, bowed and made a big salute, and said in unison: "Thank you so much for saving my life, junior brother. Now that junior brother has returned to Qingmu Sect, it is a blessing in disguise. The so-called blessing is a blessing in disguise.

, Junior brother, if you survive the catastrophe, you will be blessed later."

Li Mo smiled slightly. He was a disciple of the inner sect. Logically speaking, these people should be called senior brother. However, Luo Mo's cultivation level was only that of the tenth path monks. Their cultivation level exceeded his, so there was nothing wrong with calling him junior brother.

.But the emotions involved are naturally different. There is still a difference.

"Everyone is welcome. Fellow disciples should support each other. No matter who it was at that time, if they had the ability, they would definitely come to the rescue."

Li Mo said this, but they would not take it seriously. If it weren't for the failure they were facing at that time, then they, the female disciples, would probably be sent out first and be humiliated by the other party.

"Junior brother, stop talking. You also know the scene at that time. No one needs to say anything else. Everyone understands it. This time we came out to help you testify, just to repay your kindness that day. There is one more thing, we from Blue Vein

Sister Fangmin wants to meet you, and if you have time, please go to the main peak of Blue Vein."

"If I have time, I will naturally go and see you."

Fangru didn't say anything. The purpose of her trip had been achieved and there was no need to stay here, so she said goodbye and left.

In this way, there are only seven masters and disciples of Aoki left in this place.

Everyone has gone away, the strange water that settled on Rong's eyebrows has also disappeared, and the energy that can burst out in an instant has become dull and withdrawn into the meridians.

The seven masters and disciples looked at each other and laughed.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

This laughter is filled with several kinds of emotions, including the reunion of the seven masters and apprentices, the joy of settling down and refining the strange water, the excitement of Luo Mo being able to come back from the top of the snowy land, and this time

The pleasure that made Huang Yinge and others leave in despair was all contained in this smile.

"Let's go back to Qingmai!"

A ball of water appeared under Luo Dingrong's feet. The water formed a cloud-like shape. Luo Dingrong jumped on it first, and then all six of his disciples jumped on it. If the cloud gathered by the water somersaulted,

Like a cloud, it rose into the sky and flew into Qingmai.

When he came to Qingmai, Li Mo realized why Huang Yinge wanted to occupy Qingmai.

Qingmai is a mountain peak, and its main peak is one of the seven peaks of the Qingmu Mountains. However, there are still many peaks in the Qingmai Mountains, which are endless. The entire Qingmai has a radius of fifty miles, and there are more than 70 large and small peaks. There are dense forests and vegetation.

It is lush and has been home to all kinds of monsters for a long time.

The vegetation here is lush, and some ordinary weeds are even several meters high, covering several mountain peaks. The reason is that the vitality in the green veins is too rich. That kind of superior vitality can not only make people practice twice the result with half the effort, but also

It can make vegetation and monsters grow exponentially.

There are only seven people in the Qingmai with a radius of fifty miles. Thinking about it, it is unbelievable. Seven people occupy the rich vitality veins, which makes people not jealous.

The other six meridians, even the orange meridians attached to the yellow meridians, etc., still have more than a dozen inner disciples, not to mention servants. As for the main yellow meridians, there are hundreds of inner disciples alone. Likewise,

The Yellow Vein only has a radius of fifty miles. Including the slaves and handymen, there are nearly ten thousand people in the entire Huang Vein. Such a large group of people will naturally have to share their vitality, and the difference is self-evident.

"No wonder Huang Yinge is jealous. Such a large piece of fat is only occupied by seven people. Anyone would be jealous."

The water clouds that settled down gradually landed on the main peak of Qingmai, and soon the water clouds disappeared. The seven masters and apprentices on the ground looked at the proudly towering Qingmai Peak, and fell into concentration for a moment.

After a long time, Luo Dingrong sighed and said: "As the master of Qingmai in the past, as long as I am Luo Dingrong, I will never allow people to transform Qingmai into Huangmai, even though Qingmai is no longer the

The Qingmu Sect is the helmsman, but the ancestral land of Qingmai will never be trampled on." Sadness overflowed on his face, and there were tears in the corners of Dingrong's eyes.

It was then that Li Mo suddenly realized that the original helm of the Qingmu Sect was the Qingmai, not the Huangmai, which meant that the fallen master Luo Dingrong might be the head of the Qingmu Sect.

Although he had doubts, Li Mo still didn't ask. If he spoke carelessly now, he might be exposed. Once Luo Mo's identity was exposed, it would not only be Huang Yinge, but also Xu Tianheng would kill him. I'm afraid he would risk his life right in front of him.

To protect your own advantage, Master will be the first to take action.

"Master, since Mo has returned, you can rest assured. You are the pillar of Qingmai, but cultivation is the most critical. We are here. You can practice first and control the foreign water more skillfully. Then Huangyin Pavilion

We need to be more afraid.”

Luo Dingrong originally wanted to accompany his young apprentice, but he was frightened when he thought of what to say. He really didn't know how to communicate with this young apprentice, especially now that he was still a viscount.

"Mo'er, tell me, is this Viscount what you really got?"

Li Mo was speechless for a while, and then he said after a while: "I'm not that capable, but I was lucky enough to pick up a Viscount tablet. The situation was urgent, so I took it out to deal with it. I hope Master will forgive me."

"Of course I won't blame you, but since you picked it up, you should take it out less in the future to avoid others catching it."

"Yes, Master!"

"Today happens to be the key step for me to refine the strange water. I will refine it first. No one can hurt you while you are in the green veins."

"Disciple knows!"


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