The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

Cliff,

Ancient Pavilion.

The woman's voice was extremely charming, and she was wearing a tight red skirt, outlining her snake-like enchanting figure;

Especially that enchanting face, which made people tremble - if Xuan Ling'er's face was holy and flawless, then her face was just the opposite, it was extremely enchanting and charming.

"Ji Meiling, long time no see."

Mo Xie smiled and nodded.

This surprised Ji Meiling a little.

According to Mo Xie's personality, shouldn't she be scolded and scolded?

——Mo Xie's arrogance is not only for outsiders, but also for his own people.

Mo Xie walked into the pavilion.

At this moment,

Counting Ji Meiling, there are four people in the pavilion.

These are his strongest subordinates, all of whom are the temple geniuses of the high-level sect!

Of course,

This is not because Mo Xie's personality charm is so strong that he can attract geniuses to surrender.

It's because...these people are all "problematic" youths.

Mo Xie looked at them and curled her lips slightly.

Needless to say, Ji Meiling, with her seductive and charming temperament, she is not a good woman at first glance.

"Boss Mo Xie, long time no see, long time no see!"

The fat man who greeted me is called Ao Fang. Although he has good talent, he has some problems with his brain.

Let's put it this way...the god who snatched the woman's bellyband back is him.

"Mo Xie, I always feel that someone wants to harm me recently."

A young man shrouded in darkness said, his name is Gui Ying, a shadow demon.

That's right, it's the guy who often helps Mo Xie take the blame.

His mental condition is already very obvious - this is a persecution delusion.

He has taken the blame for me for so many years, maybe it's not a delusion but someone really wants to harm him?

Mo Xie coughed, "No, you are my subordinate, who dares to harm you!"

Gui Ying nodded with emotion, "Mo Xie, you are the only one who won't harm me."

Mo Xie looked at the last person, who was standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back.

He was wearing a white robe that was rarely seen in the demon world, and the wind from the cliff fluttered his clothes, making him look very showy.

Mo Xie greeted, "Sima Tian, ​​how are you?"

"Life is lonely like snow..." Sima Tian sighed and turned around, "I think of how talented Sima Tian is, how could I be with you guys?"

Among the people present, he was the only one who did not join this small organization voluntarily - the Sima family was Mo Xie's mother's family, and Sima Tian was ordered to be loyal to Mo Xie.

"A conceited madman, a flirtatious succubus, a stupid and foolish pig, a cowardly guy..."

Sima Tian waved his folding fan and walked into the pavilion with a sneer.

This is the king of their small organization...

Mo Xie was too tired to complain.

"I understand... Could it be that you want to harm me?"

Gui Ying trembled and looked at Sima Tian with a wary face, "The traitor is by my side?!"

Sima Tian said angrily: "Who wants to harm you? Don't be so self-indulgent!"

"Asshole, do you want to fight!?"

Ao Fang stiffened his neck and glared at Sima Tian, ​​"Who are you calling conceited?!"

Mo Xie:...

Ji Meiling:...

Gui Ying:...

Sima Tian was silent, He shouted, "Shut up, you idiot! I am ashamed to talk to you!"

Ao Fang was startled at first, then said in a deep voice, "Sima Tian, ​​although we are both under the command of Boss Moye, we are not so close that you can call me by my nickname, right?"

Sima Tian's aloof and cool personality was completely broken, and he said angrily, "Unlearned and incompetent! Absolutely unlearned and incompetent! What kind of people are these!"

"Heh..."

Ji Meiling, who was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, burst into laughter.

Now you know why she wants to join this small organization, right?

——Because other people will covet her beauty, but only the people in this small organization will not.

If Moye knew her thoughts, she would definitely realize: I was thinking, why are you not so different... It turns out that you are a narcissist.

"Enough!"

Moye shouted.

The scene became quiet.

——Although everyone has no respect for this arrogant guy, they still have some awe for his strength.

Mo Xie sat down in the pavilion, "I didn't call you here to say this nonsense."

"Let me be frank, I want to unify the temple and become the son of the temple!"

There are two conditions to become the son of the temple - first, win the first place in the temple competition three months later; second, get the votes of more than 90% of the disciples.

The first point, Mo Xie is very confident in his current strength, so he can ignore it;

The second point, that is a bit difficult.

Let's not talk about those neutral "casual cultivators", if you want to get the votes of 90% of the disciplesIf they want to support, then they must conquer the three people, Lange, Guli, Chisha and their vassal forces.

The four people were silent for a few breaths.

Ji Meiling shook her head and said, "This is difficult."

Ao Fang patted his belly and laughed, "Hahahaha... Boss Moye, it's rare to see you make a joke, it's so funny!"

Guiying said sadly, "You are killing someone with a borrowed knife... Moye, do you want to harm me with our friendship?!"

Situ Tian nodded and said, "Finally, I have done something serious! Conquering those three guys is just a snap of a finger for me, but... it may not be possible with you."

Moye waved her hand helplessly, "Then let's talk about the current situation of the various forces in the temple."

Ji Meiling looked at Moye, her foxy eyes narrowed slightly, "Moye, are you serious?"

Moye said, "I will win the battle for the Son of God in three months!"

Ji Meiling was silent, and then said: "Now the Demon God Temple can be generally divided into five major forces."

"Lang Ge, Chi Sha, and Gu Li are the three geniuses of the demons, and they are surrounded by a large number of disciples. Among them, Lang Ge has the largest force, and Chi Sha and Gu Li are equally powerful."

"These are the three most powerful forces in the temple."

"Then there are the neutral forces, which are an alliance of disciples who are unwilling to be vassals of the four heroes of the temple."

"Finally..."

She looked at the people present, then looked at Mo Xie and said: "It is the force headed by you, which can barely be ranked fifth... Can I speak directly?"

"I like to hear the truth, Tie Tie."

Mo Xie said a word that Ji Meiling didn't quite understand.

Without thinking too much, she continued, "Then I'll tell you the truth. Our faction not only has the least high-end combat power, but also the least number of people."

"The most important thing is that the cohesion is really... not good. I believe you should know the reason very well."

Mo Xie smiled bitterly, "I understand."

As mentioned before, the original owner's predecessor was very arrogant.

Not to mention the art of controlling subordinates, he couldn't even give them basic respect.

He directly treated his subordinates as trash and cannon fodder - a boss at the lowest level. For example: he took all the benefits for himself; if there was danger, he let the brothers rush first, and I would cover you.

It would be strange if someone could follow him loyally.

You are not a princess, which guard would follow you loyally!

If Mo Xie's strength was not really top-notch, I'm afraid these people would have run away long ago.

Mo Xie said solemnly: "Arrogance makes people fall behind, great men are honest with me... I will never do that again in the future."

Ji Meiling nodded without comment, "You said you want to unify the temple, then do you have any strategy?"

After that, she looked at Mo Xie deeply with her charming eyes.

Gui Ying also raised her head and looked at Mo Xie, and said vigilantly: "Mo Xie, I have always believed in you. I hope you really want to unify the temple, not to kill someone with a borrowed knife!"

Sima Tian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Mo Xie with a pair of deep eyes.

"Only my mother can call me by my nickname..." Ao Fang was still glaring at Sima Tian, ​​but what was the matter with shyness mixed in his anger?

Mo Xie ignored the weirdos, but nodded to Ji Meiling and sorted out his thoughts.

He could see it.

The people present were all weirdos, and Ji Meiling, who looked the most unreliable, was the most reliable.

After sorting out his thoughts, he spoke calmly...