Mo Tianwei didn't expect that she was just passing by and shopping, but she actually bumped into a big event - the poison in this dish is the most common medicine in the cultivation world, and it only works on monks in the early stage of qi refining, but when used on mortals, it is a medicine and a quasi.

It seems that there is a monk's intervention behind this martial arts conference, and I am afraid that some big conspiracy is brewing.

The martial arts conference must have a situation, this is almost a routine, Mo Tianwei doesn't feel anything surprised at all, but Qi Ying and the seven people don't think so.

In the eyes of the people of the rivers and lakes, the martial arts conference is a very sacred occasion, and it is unimaginable that there will be a poisoning case under such circumstances.

Although they were still a little skeptical about Mo Tianwei's words, Mo Qi really didn't need to joke about this kind of thing, let alone lie to them - after all, if it was fake, it would be verified soon, and it wouldn't hurt for them to wait and see.

Mo Tianwei was also very satisfied with the current affairs of these seven people, she was prepared, if these seven people wanted to shout "impossible" or want to prevent others from being poisoned, she would use some violent means, but now it seems that this is too much to worry about.

The amount of drug in the dish is not much, probably because the mastermind behind the scenes is worried that the excessive amount will cause irreversible damage to these mortals, so although many people have eaten the dish, no one has fainted yet.

However, it is only a matter of time.

At this time, Jing Lerong, the leader of the martial arts alliance, appeared, he was a personable middle-aged uncle, as soon as Mo Tianwei saw him, he thought of the well-dressed hypocrite villains in the TV series.

Of course, this kind of filter will be worn, and it is also because Mo Tianwei sensed the aura of demon cultivation on him.

This person is just a mortal, and he will have the breath of demon cultivation, but he can only have contact with demon cultivation, and it seems that he did it to make a black hand in the dishes.

Jing Lerong, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, is very good at martial arts, and his popularity is also very high.

"Fellow travelers, Jing Mouxi has been the leader of the martial arts alliance for more than ten years, he has not made an inch, and he feels guilty, and after nightfall, he often tosses and turns, and he can't sleep. ”

"This year, the Yunjiang River burst the embankment, the water poured for thousands of miles, Jing happened to this matter, escaped by luck, after seeing the water, there was no one in the ten, and the food and wealth were paid for the water, which was really a tragedy in the world. ”

"And the court is mediocre, does not think about disaster relief, and actually expropriates violently, which is really inhumane. How can such an emperor be a king? What does it matter if such a court is the opposite?"

"Today's martial arts conference was held, and Jing intended to elect a leader of the rebel army, rise up, and seek a way for the people to survive!"

"Good!"

"The Lord of the Jing League is righteous!"

"It's long overdue!"

As soon as Jing Lerong's words were finished, the audience immediately applauded.

There are many people in the rivers and lakes who are willful, they go south and north, they have seen too many tragedies of the people, and they have long harbored grievances, Jing Lerong's words just gave them a chance to vent, how can they endure it anymore?

Even if there are old and serious people who hesitate in their hearts, under such a general trend, they will not directly jump out to oppose it, but will only be silent.

It is precisely because of this that such an illusion of universal response has been created.

Mo Tian was slightly stunned, Jing Lerong was just a chess piece of the Demon Cultivator, and he said it so high-soundingly, he couldn't stop laughing!

"If you have any opinions, please put them forward, and we will speak freely today!"

Jing Lerong's sharp gaze swept over the place that had been silent before, and the people who came into contact with his gaze couldn't help frowning slightly, but they didn't dare to react otherwise, let alone oppose it.

Under such circumstances, opposition is simply against the people, inconsiderate of the toiling people, without any chivalrous heart, a lackey of the imperial court, a minions of the faint monarch, and being beaten into a counter-revolutionary every minute.

It's light to be scolded, and it's impossible to say whether you can go out safely.

Jing Lerong showed a knowing smile, "Since you all have no objections, then I will wait for the table to open first, and the ring will be set up here, if you want to show your hand, just come up and try it!"

"Wine is enough, don't get drunk and don't go home!"

"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

Many people shouted in unison, they are not all Jing Lerong's brainless fans, but on this occasion, is it not right?

Thousands of miles away, coming with a sword, drinking freely, and fighting at the pinnacle, it is the pleasure pursued by the people in the rivers and lakes!

"Coercing public opinion, moral kidnapping?" Mo Tianwei sighed, "No wonder being the leader of the martial arts alliance seems to be more than just martial arts. ”

But now is not the time to sigh, Mo Tianwei leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, his long black hair sprinkled on the dusty white clothes, and there was a light smile on his lips, indescribably chic.

After Jing Lerong left the ring, someone jumped up immediately.

Of course, those who have played the landlord know that the first out are miscellaneous small cards, which also applies to the current situation.

The martial arts of the two people fighting against each other are mediocre, but in order to show their faces in front of many colleagues, they hurriedly came to the stage.

There are constantly people on stage, but they are all juniors, and those who are really famous are still calm and unmoved.

Mo Tianwei didn't have time to watch these people's competitions, she always paid attention to the situation around her, and she was silently calculating in her heart.

“...... It's almost time. ”

"Five ......"

"Four ......"

The two people who were sitting at the same table with her and Qi Huan suddenly shook their hands, and the dishes they were holding fell to the table, and the two of them shook their heads, seeming to be a little dizzy.

"Three ......"

"Plop plop!"

Many voices rang out one after another, and the two fell directly onto the table, and many others lost consciousness like them.

"What's going on?"

Some of those who were not yet unconscious were frightened and immediately exclaimed.

"Two ......"

However, as soon as they stood up, or touched their weapons, they felt dizzy, and their whole body was dazed, and they only had time to utter a short syllable before they passed out.

"One!"

Mo Tianwei counted down in his heart, and in the noisy field at this time, there was no one out of ten who remained awake, and even the two people who were playing happily on the stage also fell on the stage with weak hands and feet.

Her gaze swept to Jing Lerong, the martial arts alliance leader was still sitting upright, his expression was calm and calm, as if he had never done anything, and nothing had happened.

Jing Lerong noticed her gaze, and when he saw that there were still eight people at Mo Tianwei's table who hadn't fainted, he was slightly stunned, but he quickly turned his head away, with a posture of indifference.

"This is fearless!" Mo Tian smiled.

"What did you do?" a female voice sounded, her voice calm, as if it were not a question.

Mo Tian followed the prestige slightly, and saw that in the central tables, a woman in blue with a guzheng in her arms had a straight back, obviously not hit, and what she said just now was what she asked.

Jing Lerong didn't mean to answer, he still sat quietly in place, not saying a word, even though there were many of his relatives and friends among the people who fell, his face was not moved in the slightest.

"Like a puppet. Mo Tianwei was thoughtful.

"He just did what he was told to do!"

After a rampant and piercing laughter, out of nowhere, an old man in a black robe came out, with goosebumps and crane hair, and an old man's appearance, but his breath was unpredictable, and he was definitely not very human.

The woman in blue frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

"You don't deserve to know!"

The black-robed old man only glanced at the woman in blue contemptuously, but this glance surprised him, and his figure moved in front of the woman in blue.

"You ......" The woman in blue only said one word, and then the old man in black robe didn't know what means to stay in place.

The black-robed old man carefully looked at the woman, and was immediately overjoyed: "God really helped me, I actually met a woman with a body of moon yin, this is a good furnace, if you go in......"

He laughed strangely, and one hand was already grabbing the woman's arm, trying to take the person away.

"Old monster, are you worthy of this throne?"

A bamboo knife blocked the black-robed old man's withered hand, and a nonchaltious ridicule ensued.

"Who?!"

The black-robed old man wanted to break the bamboo knife, but he failed, and his finger was injured by the bamboo knife, which made him react immediately - monk, the person who came is a monk!

He looked up at the young man in white who came to his side at some point, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were vicious: "Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in my affairs?"

Mo Tianwei heard the meaning of submission in his words, didn't he see him change his name to "me"? It seems that this person knows that he is invincible, so he plans to put down his body and lobby Mo Tianwei.

But how could Mo Tianwei take care of him, I saw that her wrist was lightly raised, and half of the arm of the black-robed old man was cut off with a single knife, which was neat and neat, which shocked the people who were still awake in the field.

When they saw this black-robed old man for the first time, they felt their hearts pounding, because in their induction, the black-robed old man's martial arts were unfathomable.

In this case, it is definitely not a friendly army, and the martial arts are so powerful...... How can it not be frightening?

What happened later was just as they guessed, that is, the purple kite fairy with strong martial arts was not the enemy of the black-robed old man!

But such a mysterious villain was easily crippled by the young man in white - what kind of big thing did they get involved in?

The eldest prince of Heavenly Sword Villa's eyes flashed slightly, he had practiced swordsmanship for many years, and he could see that although this white-clothed young man used a bamboo sword, it was clearly a swordsmanship - but in the way of the sword, when did such a hero appear?

Mo Tianwei didn't bother to care about other people's thoughts, if she wasn't worried that this young lady would be killed by the old monster, she wouldn't have made a move so early.

"You!"

The black-robed old man covered his arm and was furious, but when he saw the bamboo knife in Mo Tianwei's hand, he couldn't help but shrink back and didn't say anything.

He took out an elixir and swallowed it, and the bleeding immediately stopped, and his pale face became rosy again.

This scene made the minds of many people in the martial arts fluctuate - I don't know where to get such a miraculous elixir?

"Is Daoyou really going to meddle in this matter?" the black-robed old man was almost in a low voice, "It's just some mortals, where is it worth Daoyou......'s action?"

"A thousand spirit stones?" Mo Tian smiled slightly, "You are a little monk of the fourth level of qi refining, can you take it?"

"Of course, of course! I am under orders, and I have a ...... in my hand."

"Tsk, it's just a thousand low-grade spirit stones, how much?" Mo Tian waved his hand slightly, "Needless to say, if you meet me, you are unlucky, I am very interested in the people behind you!"

The black-robed old man's face changed greatly, "You...... You're in the same league as those guys!"

After saying this, his heart jumped, and he knew that he was speechless, and he didn't dare to say it again.

"Those people?" Mo Tianwei's heart moved, "It seems that a fellow disciple has already come." ”

Mo Tianwei didn't plan to say anything more to him, she poked the black-robed old man into a serious injury with a sword, swept the other people in the field, raised her hand and shot out a few antidote pills, and at the same time, she used her spiritual power to shatter into powder and scatter throughout the courtyard.

She came to Jing Lerong's side, checked it, and found that this person was controlled by a soul dementor spell, sighed, and easily broke the soul dementor mark in his brain.

Jing Lerong's eyes lit up for a moment, and the next moment immediately became clear.

But when Qingming came over, his face changed suddenly—he remembered what he had done, and it was a nightmare!

"Thank you for this ......" Jing Lerong paused, "This senior helped, Lerong was controlled by others, and almost made a big mistake!"

At this time, the others gradually woke up, and the people who were awake before also told the others what they had just seen, and suddenly everyone knew what had happened.

"It's over, you can go on. ”

Mo Tianwei waved his hand at everyone, gave Qiyan another look, picked up the old man in black robe, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the purple zite fairy spoke, her voice was the same as usual, but faintly a little more expectant: "Excuse me, are you an immortal?"

As soon as these words came out, the whispering crowd immediately fell silent, O immortal, what a distant term, could they be so lucky to see an immortal?

Or maybe they have the opportunity to worship under the Immortals?

Mo Tianwei glanced back at her, "What about immortals, what about people, and their skills are inferior, they are all ants!"

After speaking, she praised in her heart, she is really getting more and more compelling, and she must soon build a smooth foundation, receive the true biography, and walk to the peak of life!

Hearing this, everyone was speechless.

The young man didn't deny it, that is the immortal is undoubted, but the fairy world is also like the human world, fighting endlessly?

Their eyes couldn't help but fall on the old man in the black robe, among the immortals, there are also such scum, how can he become an immortal?

For a while, everyone's hearts felt lost and full of resentment.

A light breeze blew, and everyone saw that Mo Tianwei, who was carrying the old man in black robe, disappeared with the wind and disappeared without a trace.

The crowd was amazed again, and there was a lot of discussion, and some people who had done light work jumped on the roof, looked around, but still found nothing.

Except for the Purple Zheng Fairy, no one noticed that the seven swallows at the end had quietly left.

Her eyes moved slightly, remembering what the old man in the black robe said before, the "Moon Yin Body" and the "Furnace Ding", and many thoughts arose in her heart, but after all, she still couldn't restrain herself and left the same.

As for the rest of the chaos, it was Jing Lerong's trouble.