Heavenly Monarch of All Times

At this time, Mo Zhaojing thought for a long time. Killing Nie Tian was not only to maintain the dignity of the Mohist family, but also to save the rain.

With Nie Tian's potential, if he is given another year and a half, the ghost knows how terrible he will grow.

Once Nie Tian grows up, not only the life of the ink rain is not guaranteed, I am afraid that the entire Mohist family will be implicated.

Therefore, a super enchanting like Nie Tian is still removed as soon as possible.

"Well?" With the pressure of Mo Zhaojing's momentum increased, Nie Tian felt that there was a severe pain in the whole body, which made his face become distorted.

"Hey!" At this time, it was a breath of breath, like a spring breeze, and the pressure of Nie Tian's body was suppressed.

"Hey!" Nie Tian felt that the body suddenly slammed, and his heart eased a lot. A blood spurted out and his face turned better.

"Nie Tian, ​​are you okay?" Mo Ruzhen asked Nie Tian, ​​and turned and saw a few more figures behind him. They were all restrained and unfathomable.

"I'm fine." Nie Tian wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled. He said, "If you believe me, I will take you away today."

"Yeah." Ink is focused on his face, his face is a cover of happiness and pride. There is such a good man who is willing to gamble on his own life. Of course she is very happy.

"Dream will be long, what is your intention?" Mo Zhaojing saw the person who saved Nie Tian, ​​actually the president of the alchemy guild, Meng Fanchen, the brow wrinkled more tightly, asked coldly.

Meng Fanchen is the only seven-stage alchemy teacher in the world of 3,000. It is called the peak of Dan Dao.

Everyone thinks that his Dan Dao is unparalleled, so he ignores his martial arts strength.

However, Mo Zhaojing knows that Meng Fanchen is very unpredictable in addition to Dan Dao's rumors. The strength of the martial arts is also very terrifying, at least not in the Danwu Temple.

Even if it is Mo Zhaojing, I dare not say that it must be better than the dream.

Seeing that Meng Fanchen suddenly shot, Mo Zhaojing couldn’t stop sinking.

Other ink parents' old faces are also not good-looking, and they have speculated that Meng Fanchen is doing this.

"Ink master, Mr. Nie Tian is now the red elder of the alchemy guild, you hurt him, the president can hold hands?" Meng Fan eyes sharp, a look of light.

"Red elders!?" Hearing the words of Meng Fanchen, Mo Zhaojing revealed the most horrified expression of this life. He stared at the other party for a long time and seemed to be saying: Are you kidding?

When the dreams were exhausted, other onlookers blasted the pot.

"Nie Tian is the red elder of the alchemy guild? How is this possible? He just killed the Yingrui master of the alchemy guild, how inexplicably become a red elder?"

"Don't kill a fourth-order alchemy teacher to be a red elder, and the old man will kill."

"Kill your sister. If you dare to touch a finger of the fourth-order alchemy teacher, you will ensure that you have no residue left. Nie Tiancheng has become a red elder directly. This is a strange thing!"

"Of course, there are surprises! How big is Nie Tiancai, and Mao is not long! It’s so young to be an elder in red, I’m really awkward!”

The crowd speculated that various exaggerated expressions expressed the shock in the heart.

A teenage red dress elder is too shocking!

"You, I am the president of the Alchemy Masters Association, Meng Fanchen, here announced a thing." Waiting for everyone to react, the voice of Meng Fanchen sounded again, "Ning Tian, ​​the owner of the Tianluo City, is already the elder of the alchemy guild. Before he killed Ying Rui, he was secretly instructed by the president. Others did not know."

"Yingrui arbitrarily used the guild to ban the medicinal materials, but also secretly refines the poison dan, which seriously violates the rules of the guild. The sin is not tolerated. So the president let the elder Nie Tian kill him. As for the martial arts of Danwu, it is purely an accident. ”

The faint sound fell, but it was a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the crowd exploded again.

Nie Tian looked at the dream of the dust, of course, understand the latter's intention to say so.

Meng Fanchen does not want to damage the dignity of the alchemy guild, and can not reveal the true identity of Yingrui to the outside world. Therefore, we can only compromise, saying that Yingrui is killed in violation of regulations.

In this way, not only maintains the face of the alchemy guild, but also conceals the true identity of Yingrui.

If you let the outside world know that the alchemy division has mixed into dozens of killers of Ling Xuan Tiange, the face of the guild is thrown into the pigsty.

Nie Tian agreed with the practice of Meng Fanchen. Ling Xuan Tiange was originally seen as a non-human organization. Those killers who were mixed in the guild were still secretly solved.

However, Nie Tian is very worried. In addition to Qi Zhengde Yingrui and others, there may be other killers lurking.

Since Ling Xuan Tiange can be a red elder in the Alchemy Association, and why can't he be in the Danwu Temple?

After a while, Mo Zhaojing was much calmer and hated to see Meng Fanchen and Nie Tian and others, and the whole body’s killings converge.

Since Nie Tian is already an elder in red, he certainly can't take it anymore, unless he wants the Mohist School and the Alchemist Association to go all out.

"Ink like this, go back to the Mohist with me." In the cold of the Zhao Zhaojing, the cold light said coldly.

Ink like a pretty face, although she does not want to leave Nie Tian, ​​but still slowly move.

Her father and ethnic group are still in the Mohist family. If Nie Tian is gone at this time, and Mo Zhaojing is angry, it will definitely kill the killer.

Nie Tian was holding her hand tightly, her eyes turned to Mo Zhaojing, and said faintly: "The ink master, I have already said it. Mo Ruyi is my person, I will take her away today."

"Your person?" Ink Zhaojing looked gazing and sneered: "She is surnamed Mo, who is a Mohist. You ask her, can you go with you? If she is willing to leave with you, this family will not... ···”

"Don't ask." Before Nie Zhaojing finished, Nie Tian interrupted him directly, and his eyes showed a scornful sigh. He said, "Mujiazhu, tell your conditions. How can I let go of ink and her family?" ?"

The depth of Nie Tiancheng, of course, knows what Mo Zhaojing is thinking. It is nothing more than threatening the death of Mo Ruo with the life of Mo Tai and others.

The innocent home of the Mohist family, using such a bad means to force a woman, is really ugly.

"Well?" Mo Zhaojing was interrupted by Nie Tian, ​​and he was very angry. But when he saw several people behind him, he could only force the anger.

He glanced at Nie Tian and said: "Ink has won the inheritance of the soul of the phoenix. It is a thing belonging to the Mohist family. If the owner asks you to take people away, isn't it..."

"Do not talk nonsense, open your conditions!" Once again, Nie Tianqiang interrupted the words of Zhao Zhaojing, said coldly.

"You·······" Mo Zhaojing's chest violently undulating a few times, the repressed anger made his face red, and Nie Tian interrupted his speech, almost equivalent to being beaten in public, let him not angry.

"Nie Tian, ​​if the Lord does not let people?" Take a deep breath, and Mo Zhaojing's eyes trembled with anger and gritted his teeth.

Ps: Sorry, I updated it later for a while.