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"Say it again!?"

Wei Zhongtian glanced at Li Mo, his cold eyes flashing with ridicule.

"Who do you think you are? You came out of nowhere and dared to say that to me..."

Before he finished speaking, a broad palm fell directly on Wei Zhongtian's face. The terrifying strange power stirred up the strong wind and hunted, and directly smashed it against the back wall.

Wei Zhongtian suddenly changed color, and the inner energy in his body was instinctively moving, converging on his hands, wanting to fight back.

Rumble…

The big hand shook, and the terrifying power directly shook the inner energy around Wei Zhongtian to pieces. Then there was an explosion, and his head hit the wall directly. Blood flowed freely, gravel flew, and screams echoed in the quiet room. In the class room.

"you you……"

Wei Zhongtian's eyes were gradually blurred by blood, but Li Mo's figure loomed in front of him like a nightmare.

At this moment, Wei Zhongtian couldn't believe that this little jailer could easily suppress him in the blink of an eye.

You know, he is a master of the fourth level of the inner breath realm, but his so-called strong inner breath fell apart in an instant.

"How...how could this happen...he..."

Xiao Qiaoyu's beautiful eyes widened and she covered her mouth, as if it was difficult to accept the reality in front of her.

Sun Mingcong kept shaking his head. It was hard to believe that a jailer could suppress Wei Zhongtian with just one move. What kind of cultivation was this?

"What did you just say? You dare to mention my senior sister's name with your filthy mouth?"

Li Mo's expression was cold. Now he was a master of Taoism and Spiritual Roots, and he no longer had any taboos.

She dared to say such dirty words to Yan Zixia in front of him, how could he bear it?

Li Mo lowered his big hand and strangled Wei Zhongtian's neck. His other hand whizzed over, opened his bow left and right, and slapped his mouth wildly.

The originally quiet class room suddenly echoed with a crisp "pop, pop, pop" sound, just like Shen Yimen's strange dream.

Wei Zhongtian's mouth was full of blood, and his white teeth were spat on the ground.

He looked at Li Mo tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.

Even if he died, he would not be able to understand how a mere jailer could have such a level of cultivation. He could be so powerful on horseback and still be a jailer here?

Who is the one who cheats the horse? ?

"I...I..." Wei Zhongtian faltered, but before he could finish his sentence, another big ear-scratcher hit him.

"Who stepped on the horse and asked you to speak."

Li Mo shook his hand and threw Wei Zhongtian aside like garbage.

Then, he turned around and looked at Xiao Qiaoyu.

This delicate and beautiful girl happened to be eye-to-eye with Li Mo. Facing the cold light, her body instantly softened, and she immediately cast a pitiful look at Li Mo.

"Who did you say betrayed yourself just now?"

Li Mo walked up to Xiao Qiaoyu.

"I...I was wrong...please let me go...I am a woman..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Mo raised his hand and slapped him away.

"Why don't you think about yourself as a woman when you're being mean?"

Xiao Qiaoyu fell heavily beside Wei Zhongtian, her mouth was still full of blood, and she no longer looked as charming as before.

"Dad... no, dad, can I do it myself?"

At this moment, Sun Mingcong, who had not yet had his turn, was already so frightened that his legs were weak. He had never dreamed of such a scene.

The jailer is the lowest disciple in Luofu Mountain, and he is like a handyman.

This kind of thing can't stand up in front of the noble star monster hunter. Let's put it this way, there is no place for these people to hold a conference in Luofu Mountain.

However, there are actually masters of this kind of thing. They are so powerful that they can be played with like a tiger playing with a white rabbit.

The arrogant Wei Zhongtian didn't even dare to fart in front of this old man, so he could only be submissive and wait for a slap in the face.

Sun Mingcong knew that he was not as good as Wei Zhongtian, and kneeling down to beg for mercy was the first rule of survival.

As he spoke, he had already begun to reflect on himself, analyzing all the faults he had blamed himself for. Hearing rumors was a fault, and spreading rumors was a bad disease...

While saying that it was not enough, his hands were not idle. He followed Li Mo's example and opened his bow from left to right to greet himself.

Sun Mingcong was so sincere that Li Mo didn't even bother to look at him.

"Each person paid three hundred taels of silver." Li Mo said calmly.

"What?" Wei Zhongtian was stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"What? You want to leave without giving me some compensation?"

Before Li Mo finished speaking, Sun Mingcong had already placed a bright red five hundred taels of silver note on the table.

"Senior...Senior brother, I still have two hundred taels that I can consider as my filial piety to you...I just couldn't see the mountain, please bear with me..."

"You're pretty good at it..." Li Mo nodded.

At this moment, Xiao Qiaoyu and Wei Zhongtian met each other and finally understood what Li Mo meant.

In fact, they really didn't hear clearly. The slap just now was so hard that the ringing in their ears never stopped.

When the two of them saw this, they each took out five hundred taels of silver notes and placed them respectfully on the table.

For a one-star demon hunter like Wei Zhongtian, five hundred taels of silver is not a huge amount of money, but it is definitely not a small amount.

At this moment, his face hurt, his teeth hurt, and he felt distressed.

"Go away, next time you chew your tongue, I will kill you all and feed them to the monkeys."

Li Mo swore, and the three of them ran out of the prison cell with their faces covered as if they had been granted amnesty.

"Sure enough, there are many popular people and wrongdoers." Li Mo looked at the banknotes on the table. He was not happy at all, but a little upset.

Nowadays, Yan Zixia is different from the past. Her strength has improved rapidly, which makes Li Mo feel extremely weird.

The most important thing is that she hunts monsters almost non-stop.

Not to mention Luofu Mountain Gate, even many demons and ghosts in the Three Mountains Realm have already targeted Yan Zixia.

But Li Mo's senior sister didn't seem to have any intention of stopping.

It has been some time since Li Mo returned to the mountain, but he has yet to find any trace of Yan Zixia.

"I always feel that there is something wrong. I must find Senior Sister and talk about it." Li Mo stuffed the banknotes on the table into his arms.

One thousand five hundred taels of silver was a huge sum of money.

"I didn't expect that there is actually a master hiding in the dark prison."

At this moment, an ethereal and melodious voice came, and then a woman stepped in. She was wearing a green dress, with a slim figure and a curvy figure. Her white skin could be broken by blows, and her delicate facial features were blurry. If you walk out of the painting.

"You are..." Li Mo was stunned, feeling that he had seen the woman in front of him somewhere before.

"Defeat the enemy with one move. Even the fourth level of inner breath is so embarrassing. If my guess is correct, you should have the sixth level of inner breath realm." The girl in the green skirt's smart eyes fell on Li Mo for a moment. There was immense curiosity about him.

A master of the sixth level of the Inner Breath Realm actually works as a little jailer here?

This is really incredible.

"You are Xiao Luyao." Li Mo finally remembered.

Isn’t the girl in front of me the apple of Xiao Chaoyuan’s eye, deputy director of Shanguiyuan? ! !