"Nephew Jiang?"

Jiang Laosan was stunned, but he was a little confused. How much he was worth, he knew that although he was a little famous in the Holy Church and was known as a vampire, he was actually not in the eyes of the three major sects of the righteous path. They might know the name of his master's blood-sucking elder, but it was impossible to know his name of Jiang Laosan's name. And what crazy words did this righteous boy say, - Master Jiang? When will their holy religion be able to be brothers and brothers with the righteous path, and this generation is not right. This kid looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. Even if he wants to get close, he should be said to be Senior Brother Jiang!

As if he saw Jiang Laosan's doubts, Mo Wen smiled slightly and said calmly: "My name is Mo Wen, but there is another name called - Qin - Wu - Yan!"

"What?! You are Qin Wuyan!"

Jiang Laosan was shocked. Perhaps outsiders did not know it, but as the right-hand man of the poison god of the Wanpo Sect, his master knew that a few years ago, the Poison God accepted a closed disciple of a genius. He had a rare and strange poisonous creature with him. He was born to control all kinds of poisonous beasts. He was given high hopes by Lord Poison God and kept him carefully trained. He had been teaching for several years. Ordinary people could not even see the other party. He heard that Lord Poison God had intended to inherit his mantle and command the Wanpo Sect in the future. Jiang Laosan only heard his master say that a few times, but he had never seen this disciple of Lord Poison God.

Now it seems that this person is not devoted to practicing in the Poison Snake Valley as rumored, but has entered the Qingyun Sect to be a spy, and it seems that he has done it very successfully. Jiang Laosan knows that those who can send Kongsang Mountain this time are all the best disciples in the righteous path.

"What evidence do you have?" But after all, he is a person from the Demon Sect. Jiang Laosan could not believe it with a few words. It is unlikely that outsiders will know Qin Wuyan's name, but it is impossible for all the people from the Righteous Sect to have any other channels.

Mo Wen smiled gently and waved to the sky slightly. He saw a sea of ​​bats hovering in the air suddenly split up and surrounded Mo Wen's side. The bats that became extremely ferocious because of Jiang Laosan's secret technique were now jumping around Mo Wen's hand obediently, looking very docile.

Jiang Laosan's pupils shrank. Then he heard Mo Wen say slowly: "I remember that even in our Ten Thousand Poison Sect, only your blood-sucking elders know about the secret method that drives bats. Apart from me, a rumored 'wizard' who can control all kinds of poisons, who do you think can be there?"

Jiang Laosan's face kept changing. Finally, he bowed and bowed. "I have seen Uncle Qin, but I wonder what advice is there?"

The Poison God is the largest in the Demon Sect. Even when thousands of people in the Ghost King Sect meet, they will call him senior. Mo Wen, as the closed disciple of the Poison God, should be called uncle, because Jiang Laosan should call him uncle. However, the people in the Demon Sect have always regarded strength as their respect. When they call this, only he himself knows how much sincerity Jiang Laosan has in his heart.

Ignoring Jiang Laosan's constant change of expression. Mo Wen put his hand into his arms and took out a letter. With a flash of his hand, it fell on Jiang Laosan.

"I have a letter here. Please help me pass it on to Master! It is related to my plan of the Holy Teaching. You must hand it over to Master as soon as possible!"

"Yes! The junior nephew must have fulfilled his request, but I wonder if Mr. Qin has other instructions?"

Jiang Laosan held the letter intimately and asked respectfully.

Mo Wen frowned when he saw this, and then he chuckled again, "Nephew Jiang, what have you gained in the past few days? You may also want to pay attention to the relics of the black-hearted old man back then!"

Jiang Laosan hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "To be ashamed, the geography of the Wanba Cave is extremely complex. There are countless passages in the winding winding. Each one is connected to the most mysterious 'ruthless sea' among the five seas. After exploring for a few days, my nephew found nothing."

Mo Wen ignored it, stretched his body, but turned around, "That's it, then forget it! I still have something to do, I need to continue to ambush in Qingyun Sect, and you can handle your own affairs by yourself!" After that, he was about to turn around and fly away.

But just as he turned around, Jiang Laosan behind him suddenly raised his head, and a trace of fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, the dark red fork and the yellow flying sword made of wild beast fangs were nailed to Mo Wen's back fiercely.

But faster than them, with his back facing Jiang Laosan, a blue-black light flew out of Mo Wen's palm.

After two strokes, the blue-black light knocked the small fork and flying sword out, and then suddenly pierced on Jiang Laosan's chest on the right side.

Bang!

A small red fork and a flying sword pierced on the ground, and the red light on it dimmed, but it seemed that it hurt the spirituality with a blow.

"--you!"

Jiang Laosan glanced at the black short stick inserted into his chest, pointed at Mo Wen with his finger, and was about to say something, but a stream of blood was rolling in his body, and a huge suction force came from the short stick.

“——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With his right chest as the center, Jiang Laosan shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body, which had no flesh and blood, instantly became like a skeleton.

Jiang Laosan, who was frightened and desperate, had always enjoyed sucking other people's blood, could only watch his blood being sucked by others at this time.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, why do you want to attack me?"

At some point, Mo Wen had already arrived at Jiang Laosan and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"I guess it's because I have a good friend to one of my senior brothers and I don't want to let the position of the leader fall, or do you think that one day, the blood-sucking elder may ascend to the throne of the sect leader. At that time, as his only disciple, you will become the heir to the next generation?"

“——Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Poor under the suction of the bloodthirsty beads, Jiang Laosan couldn't even say a word, so he could only look at Mo Wen and beg hard.

With a calm smile, looking at Jiang Laosan's increasingly desperate eyes, Mo Wen shook his head, put his hand on the soul-devouring, and then pulled it hard.

"Ha ha--"

The soul-devouring left the body, Jiang Laosan immediately collapsed on the ground as if he had lost all his strength, sucked in big breaths, and curled up.

Standing on the ground, Mo Wen looked down at Jiang Laosan from a high place, his eyes cold and without a trace of smile.

"Nephew Jiang, I don't care whether you are because of my senior brothers or my ambitions, remember it for me. This is the last time. If you dare to attack me next time, I must let you taste the taste of becoming a human being!"

After sucking most of Jiang Laosan's blood, the entire soul-devouring was emitting a faint light, reflecting on Mo Wen's face, light and dark, and it looked extremely strange.

He barely opened his eyes and looked up at the figure close at hand. Jiang Laosan felt cold in his heart, as if he saw the low smile of the Nine Nether Demons in the Dark. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Thanks to Hongbai for his monthly tickets and rewards for not dying from poverty.
Chapter completed!