The evil villain: kidnapped the righteous saint at the beginning

Demon Temple.

Tomorrow is the Son of God Competition, and the atmosphere is already tense.

In a house.

Lange, Guli, and Chisha, the three most outstanding disciples of the temple gathered around the table.

Lange said: "How have you been doing with the disciples who conquered Moye these past few days?"

——A month ago, Mo Xie broke through the King's Realm and attacked the three major forces forcefully, taking almost 90% of the disciples of the Demon Temple under his command.

Now,

The strength of the three of them has greatly increased, so naturally they have to "rob" them back.

Gu Li nodded and said: "It went very well. The number of disciples under my command has returned to what it was before, and even slightly exceeded it."

——After all, after Mo Xie took action, the so-called "neutral alliance" no longer exists.

"It's the same on my side."

Lange nodded and asked with some confusion: "Have you encountered any resistance from Mo Xie?"

"No." Chi Sha shook his head, "Those disciples didn't resist at all and simply surrendered to us."

"Me too."

Lange narrowed his eyes, "But... why is this?"

"Why are you thinking so much!"

Gu Li waved his hand and sneered: "That arrogant guy must be unpopular. As long as the people below are weak, they will be gone."

"Don't be careless!" Lange shook his head and said solemnly: "Although that guy is arrogant...but he is not weak at all, he can even be said to be a very strong opponent!"

Guli said angrily: "Giving such a top-notch talent to a guy like this is like feeding a dog!"

Chi Sha nodded and said: "I can bear that guy is indeed very strong, but..."

He smiled cruelly, "With the three of us working together, is it possible that we still can't beat him?!"

"That's true!"

Lange also smiled and said: "We all have great opportunities. Although we are in the first-level king realm, even ordinary second-level ones may not be our opponents!"

"Although Mo Xie is a genius-level second-grade king, he cannot be considered ordinary."

"But I think the three of us will definitely kill him if we join forces!"

He touched his chin and analyzed: "The first round is an individual ranking battle. According to the past rules, genius disciples will definitely not face each other so early."

"So as long as we don't encounter Mo Xie, we will definitely be able to successfully reach the top ten."

"And the top ten will be able to enter the second round of team battle, when the three of us will join forces."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, "...This is the day when Mo Xie will die!"

"I will repay the previous humiliation a hundred times!" Gu Li slammed his fist on the table and said viciously: "I will step on his head on the ground and ravage him severely!"

Chi Sha thought of the enchanting succubus, with ruthless lust flashing in his eyes, "After I destroy that bastard, the temple will no longer protect a useless person. Then I will play with her woman in front of him!" "

Lange's heart was also full of hatred, but he always kept his emotions and anger to himself.

He raised the wine glass on the table and said in a deep voice: "Then we will act according to the plan - we will put aside the grudges between us. After we eliminate Mo Xie first, we will each compete for the position of the Son of God based on our own abilities!"

The two of them also raised their glasses, "Cheers for eliminating Mo Xie!"

…

Moye is recuperating his energy (sleeping) in his hut,

Little did they know that Lange and the other three had already conspired together to eliminate him as soon as possible in the Son of God Competition.

Or maybe he had some guesses, but he didn't take it to heart at all... Now he just wants to sleep!

that's all,

Time passes quickly,

The Son of God Competition has begun...

…

The next day.

early morning.

The bright red Xuanyang had just risen into the sky, as fresh as a girl's blood.

The Square of Ten Thousand Demons - This huge square is named after the outstanding demons who have built the Demon Temple for thousands of years.

now,

Although it is early morning and the demon world is still dark,

There was already a huge crowd——

Many deacons were shouting, "Hey, hey, hey, go get that..."

Hundreds of servants in green clothes were busy running around, making some preparations.

Many disciples came out of the dormitory area yawning, just like students attending morning classes.

They walked to the Square of Ten Thousand Demons in twos and threes, calling for friends.

Some people looked excited,

Some people are full of confidence;

Of course, there are also people who look like they are in a bad state...

They all wanted to participate in the biggest trial of the Demon Temple - the Son of God Competition.

The ultimate goal of the so-called Son of God Competition is to select the Son of God in the Demon Temple.

But how difficult is it to produce a son of God?

It's not just about winning the Son of God Competition - you also need to pass an extremely difficult test.Therefore,

Since the death of the third elder Xiao Yikuang, the Demon God Temple has not produced a Son of God for decades.

——This is also the reason why the major forces of the Demonic Dao laugh at the decline of the Demon God Temple: they can't even choose their own Son of God, rubbish!

In fact,

For most disciples, the position of Son of God has nothing to do with them.

In this "Son of God Competition",

What they expect is just to get a better ranking.

For example,

The Son of God Competition is equivalent to the final exam of the school.

The first place in the grade is destined to be competed by only a small group of people.

Besides,

Just like winning the Son of God Competition does not necessarily mean that you will be a Son of God, even if you are the first in the grade, will you definitely be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University?

But among these people, Mo Xie is definitely not included!

Since entering the Demon God Temple,

He has always had only one goal - that is to become a Son of God and gain the support of the Demon God Temple!

At this moment,

Mo Xie is slowly stepping into the Ten Thousand Demons Square.

By his side was a charming and charming woman.

Behind him followed Sima Tian, ​​Gui Ying, and Ao Fang.

This group was known to everyone in the Demon God Temple, and naturally attracted the attention of the whole audience.

However,

The first thing that everyone paid attention to was not Mo Xie, but...

"So bright!"

"Ah, my eyes!"

"..."

Everyone saw a silver light coming, just like a mirror reflecting the sun, and there was a flash in front of their eyes.

Hearing the disciples' exclamations,

Mo Xie turned around, and his eyes narrowed slightly because of the light.

He said helplessly: "You are too coquettish, aren't you?"

Sima Tian was carrying a long sword, and the long sword was flashing with brilliant silver light... It was like a strobe light!

Being watched by so many people, Gui Ying felt uncomfortable and said worriedly: "I have been walking on thin ice and trembling all my life!"

"Only by walking in the dark night can I get a glimmer of hope... Sima Tian, ​​you will always be killed like this!"

Ao Fang said with envy: "Boss, you are right, this Sima thing is really cool!"

Sima Tian, ​​dressed in white, sighed to the sky: "Alas, just like a candle in the night, always attracting attention!"

"I think the candle doesn't want to be like this!"

"It has its own light, why bother!"

You obviously look like you are enjoying it...

Mo Xie shook her head speechlessly.

Turning back,

Looking at Ji Meiling, "Has the dragon bone sword been refined?"

Ji Meiling's white arms were wrapped around her towering chest, like a knight guarding a princess.

She touched the dragon bone soft sword that was wrapped around her waist like a dragon sitting on a mountain, and said lazily: "Yes!"

Her expression was still charming, and there was no abnormal emotion.

But Mo Xie felt that something seemed to be wrong again.

How to say it?

No longer the natural charm of the past, but with a kind of... forced charm?

Ji Meiling threw a coquettish look at Mo Xie, and said in a voice that was not suitable for children: "Your craftsmanship is very good, I like it so much~"

This is a woman whose voice alone can attract people to commit crimes...

My craftsmanship?

Mo Xie looked at his hand.

He only knew that this hand had been his girlfriend, but he didn't know that it had also been her boyfriend?

Seeing Mo Xie's actions,

Ji Meiling understood it immediately and spat lightly, "Men's thoughts... Ugh, disgusting~"

It seems that you are also an old driver...

Mo Xie shook his head and smiled, and was about to say something.

"My dear, your little lover seems to have some skills..."

"What do you mean?"

"I seem to see a trace of my old friend in her."

Mo Xie glanced at Ji Meiling calmly and was about to continue asking.

Just then,

"The 17,000th Son of God Competition of the Demon God Temple is about to begin. Everyone, please be silent!"

Elder Zui Du walked onto the huge arena in the center of the square.

The scene became quiet.

Mo Xie said, "Let's prepare for the competition first, and then talk about it later."

"Yes!"

...

At the edge of the huge arena, there were rows of seats.

The leader was the elder, and behind him were several elders such as Xiao Yikuang.

On the side seats, there were strong men from the two forces of 'Mobeast Mountain Range' and 'Demon Cult', who stayed to watch the ceremony.

"Please invite the guests from the friendly sect to come on stage to give congratulatory remarks!"

Zui Du said.

The strong men from the Monster Mountain Range and the Demon Cult came on stage.

"..."

"Please invite the great elder to come to the stage and give a speech!"

"..."

"I will say a few words on behalf of the Punishment Hall!"

"..."

"Awoo~"

Mo Xie yawned.

For some reason, he found some familiarity in this situation.

Time passed by minute by minute,

When the sun was high in the sky.

The time has come!

The procedure was finally completed.

Zuidu said: "Please ask my little priest of the temple to announce the start of this competition!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

There was a ripple in the air.

Whoosh!

A cool and slender figure appeared out of thin air, standing in the air, as if making this dark world bright.

"Greetings to the little priest!"

The audience said respectfully.

"I declare that the competition has begun!"

Another whoosh!

The figure disappeared out of thin air.

"???"

What was that thing that just passed by?

Mo Xie raised his head, looking confused.

He didn't even have time to see the face of the mysterious little priest of the temple.

Then he looked at the elders and others, as if they had already gotten used to it.

Mo Jiu said: "This little girl is a little unusual..."

Mo Xie yawned boredly, obviously not caring.

The Son of God competition has officially begun!

Mo Xie thought that it would take a while before she would go on stage, but she didn't expect that she would be the first one.

...

Most people can recognize their own status and don't covet the illusory position of the Son of God.

But there are also many people who are self-important...

Tu Wushe looked up with confidence, "No one can compete with me, this time the position of the Son of God will definitely be in my pocket."

For this "school bully" figure, the disciples next to him looked at him with fear.

Zui Du said: "In the first round, Mo Xie will fight Tu Wushe."

"Hahaha..."

The disciples immediately gloated over the misfortune.

Tu Wushe swallowed his saliva first, then said with a look of disbelief: "I don't believe how strong these four heroes are!"

He pinched his fingers and made a crackling sound, with a fierce look on his face, "Look how I kill that pretty boy!"

"Come on~"

Ji Meiling leaned on Mo Xie's shoulder, exhaling like orchids.

Mo Xie waved her hand and walked onto the stage with a bored look...

...

PS. The chapter of the academy is about to end and the chapter of the world will begin. Lao Yun still needs to plan carefully. There will be bloody battles and beautiful women... Try to live up to everyone's expectations~

Good night everyone, sweet dreams~