The whole process, not only the Zong Dynasty Qisong saw clearly, the other elders of the Zonglin faction also saw clearly, this showdown, is definitely shocked everyone's heart, their hearts are absolutely in the emotion: "Oriental ink this young man, if to the ninth level of the king, can't do it!"

Although the two people are the kind of situation that can't move, but the degree is different, even the result is different, because the lone Fengding is spiritual, especially when the Oriental Mo can't move on the ground, a person's shadow suddenly phantomed out, this person's hand even holds the lone phoenix, the hand will be three feet on the ground of the Liang Ming, and even if it is only the naked eye, you can see that this person will be lone Fengding all the harsh atmosphere.

At this moment, everyone did not dare to come forward, lonely Fengding is a magic soldier, and it is no longer a secret in the high-level part of the Zonglin faction, so everyone has chosen to be silent.

A cup of tea kung fu, Oriental ink has been restored to its original state, so the terrorist attack, consumed so much aura, it was so fast, let everyone be shocked, what is the rhythm of God, too counter-introverted it!

Eastern Mo looked at his own nightingue to protect himself: "Nighting, how is your sister?"Because the Eastern ink is instigated, the nightingale will still bear a lot of attacks, and the characteristic of Ulan is that the consciousness he devours will bear all the adverse consequences to ensure the nightingale's attack.

The Nightinge's face flashed an unnatural touch, but shook his head: "Master, it doesn't matter."

Eastern ink this unscrupulous words, so that everyone does not know what is going on, but these insightful elders are breathing a cold breath, is the life of Oriental ink so good, even got the rare good umami of the Holy Land of the occult?And it became a solitary spirit.God's existence!

Dong Mo reached out and took a bottle of medicine from his bosom: "Your sister has borne a lot, this is good for her, you go back to take good care of your sister."Oriental Mo gave this medicine to the Nightingale, and then moved his heart and took him back to the lonely phoenix!

“I will go!”I don't know who, in such a quiet environment, such an exclamation, but I have to say that this is the voice of everyone.

Oriental ink slowly went to Liang Ming's side, reached out from his own arms to take a pill, and wanted to tuck into Liang Ming's mouth!

Let the patriarch Qisong on the side suddenly stop: "Oriental ink, you this..." The patriarch Qisong could not let Oriental ink near Liang Ming under his own eyes, and even asked without asking?

"This is the drug is able to ease his counter-phage, the body can not withstand such a strong force, will certainly not be able to bear some of the meridian, the patriarche assured, for my token, I will not start to him at this time!" 」Oriental Mo will shake the token in his hand against the patriarch Qi Song.

At this time, the patriarch Qisong could not say anything, and under the eyes of so many people, Oriental Mo really could not do anything.

Oriental ink put this drug into Liang Ming's mouth, and the spirit slightly moved, so that the drug dispersed, Liang Ming's breath was indeed stable a lot in an instant!

Nor can Chissong say anything.

"Well, Oriental Mo, the Lord really didn't misunderstand you!"Just when Oriental Mo stood up and wanted to ask about the night of the suzeong Qisong North Hall, behind him sounded a voice with incomparable majesty.

When the voice of this person came out, whether it was in the void or in the distance here to see the lively people, or the patriarch in front of him, even the ground to bear the reaction, but there are already some sober Liang Ming, all quickly fell down and bowed down: "I have seen the patriarch!"

So many people in the Zonglin sect, for the kowtowing of the North Hall night, as if it is so soluble in the blood, so naturally, then in place, the Oriental ink is not the same, still some of the distraught, and did not bow down, he does not despise the night of the North Hall and the government knelt down, so the response of Oriental ink and everyone is different, just holding the fist ceremony: "The younger generation of Oriental Mo, I have seen the patriarch!"

“...” Everyone was speechless, and this Oriental Mo was playing so much in front of the Patriarch.Really able to do!

However, the North Hall Night, which has always been very serious about the rules of the Zongmen and so on, now even ignores the great disrespect of Oriental Mo, smiles and says, "How can you call yourself a junior?"Is it not in your hand that I personally gave you the token, and it is difficult for you to call the Lord?”

A slightly funny word in the night of the north hall, which is a decision on the identity of Oriental ink, Oriental ink will respect the token in his hand, laugh, smile and re-courteing the North Hall night, but still the kind of bouncing: "Oriental ink has seen the patriarch!"

The night of the North Hall seems to be that Hao did not care, went directly to the Oriental Mo, reached out and grabbed the Oriental Mo, and said to everyone in the room: "From now on, Oriental Mo is the guest elder of my Zonglin school, Oriental ink's alchemy and smelter skills are peaking, absolutely qualified for this identity, from now on, Oriental Mo will stay in my Zonglin sect, if you want to help us, or if you want to change the weapons in your hands, you can change the arms in your hands, but you can change our weapons, but you can try our weapons, but you can change our weapons, but you can change our weapons.Don’t cry because I don’t care.”

When the night was over, he nodded at Oriental Mo: “Oriental Mo, did you come to me?”

In fact, even the Oriental Mo is a little Mongolian circle, I don't know what the North Hall night means, to win themselves?This makes Oriental Mo themselves embarrassed, because the Zonglini Mist Mountain is a well-known place in the human realm, there are all kinds of medicinal materials here, Oriental Mo wants to rely on refining medicine or weapons here, so that their nine palace bracelets are full.

Oriental ink nodded: "Lord, I have been to..., that place, I want some medicine in my hand, you should need."

Beitang Night is very satisfied: "Oriental Mo, I will let Liang Ming arrange the best place for you, my Zonglin school finally waited for you such a Wizard!"

Oriental Mo looked at the North Hall night gratefully, because he said so, he did not seem to have to advertise everywhere: "The patriarch is really a warm man!"Oriental Mo whispered to himself, naturally, his voice was drowned in the discussion of so many people.

Although the North Hall Night was heard, the word was very fresh, and he looked at the Oriental ink on his side, but the Oriental ink looked at the eyes of the north hall night, which was absolutely full of gratitude, and it was too much to say that his eyes were small stars.

“The trough!”The unsheep pearl seems to have heard the Oriental ink heart of the self-say, "Master, when your taste has become so heavy, or you still cut off contact with me, I really can't stand this!" 」

“Your sister!”The eastern molip horns suddenly scolded the sheep's pearls, "You spiritual beads are called the wonders of heaven and earth, why is Nima so dirty?"

“The Lord said it to you!”The sheep Lingzhu suddenly retorted, "Further way, I think you need to let my brothers and sisters know this taste of yours..."

"Don't..." Oriental ink anxiously, directly opened his mouth and said, because without the sheep's spiritual beads, it will not necessarily become a taste!

But just such a word, suddenly stopped, because so many people's eyes are all brushed and look at him!

Oriental ink this ah, can only say: "Be polite, I am the Zonglin school of the guest elder, as long as I can do, it must be a request, you just have to prepare something!" 」

The unbridled laughter of the sheep's spirit beads rang in the mind for half a day, and Oriental Mo was too lazy to pay attention to it, and could only cope with the night of the North Hall, because looking at the laughter of the North Hall Night, Oriental Mo always felt as if it was too smooth, not normal!

The North Hall night said very kindly: "Okay, let's go!"Then he turned to look at Oriental Mo, "Oriental ink, since it is coming to me, then follow me!"

Oriental Mo had to nod, because through this pull, he experienced that the internal injuries of the north hall night did not fully recover, similar to the situation he saw at the scene.

Presumably because the North Hall night is now in urgent need of medicine, it will be so, Oriental ink stabilized a little of the mind, followed the north hall night into the most beautiful place of the Zonglin school, night hui Pavilion.

I have to say that the Zonglin faction is a place to provide people with meditation and cultivation, so as to take this place, there is no small disciple, there is no maid, just a quiet and quiet empty room, the furnishings are very simple, but a table and a chair, a few bushes, a sandalwood bed cloud bed in the corner of the room, and is full of not knowing how many techniques a book shelf, simple can not be simple.

"Lord, the Oriental Mo is in a hurry to go up the mountain, and you have offended some disciples, and ask the Lord not to blame me."Oriental Mo took the initiative to explain with the North Hall at night.

North Hall Night smiled slightly: "Oriental ink, do you think this is accidental?"

Oriental Mo smiled and said, “That is to say, is this the Lord who is testing me?”There is no complaint either.

North Hall Night but slightly shook his head: "It is not a test for you, what family have you seen have given this token to the family, and then tested the people?"If I wanted to test you, I wouldn't have given it to you."

Oriental Mo stayed: "Then... . . . . , Lord, you really don't know what happened just now, or . . ."

North Hall smiled slightly at night, big hands, a light curtain appeared, North Hall night reached out one of the flashing red dots, the light screen suddenly switched, appeared in front of the door, is the gate of the Zonglin school, Zhongshan Gate.

Oriental ink slightly took a cold breath, and as soon as the feelings stepped into here, they saw it in the north hall of the night.