Yanjing, Sanli Lane.

There was a lonely lamp in front of the door, and a lonely shadow under the lamp. Miao Li sat alone on a bamboo chair, closing his eyes as if he was in a state of consolation. He was in his prime, but his eyes were wrinkled and his temples were gray. Even his words and actions became slow.

Everyone in the sect knew that Miao Li was in poor health and retreated from the position of deputy sect leader. Not only that, Miao Li became more and more confused day by day, and he could hardly remember the matter clearly, so he could only hide in Sanli Lane to live a life of his life.

At this point, Miao Li's subordinates were no longer available except for more than a dozen ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect, Chengying and Chunjun. The ruthless character who used to cover the sky with only one hand in Yanjing City and was terrified in black skin was now like an old dog, shrinking into a ball, and even going out to bask in the sun, it depends on others' expressions.

Miao Li clapped his hands, and someone next to him handed a cup of hot tea. The man who served the tea was careful, but his hands were still trembling. His expression when he looked at Miao Lishi could be described as lingering fear.

Miao Li took the tea cup and took a sip, coughed slightly, and looked up at the man Fengcha lazily, saying, "Don't be nervous, you will repay whatever you see. I won't make things difficult for you."

These ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect were all exchanged for Miao Li by Meng Zong. The name of the name is to send additional staff to Miao Li's yard, but in fact they are placed on the surface to restrain and monitor Miao Li's eyes.

The man heard Miao Li's words and bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Thank you, the deputy sect leader, for his understanding, the young one is just following the rules."

The Demon Sect is divided into two aspects: light and darkness. It is practiced in the open and moves with all forces in the world. It is the Miaoli branch, killing people and setting fires, and doing something cruel and shameful. At the peak of the Miaoli branch, a single sentence can affect the situation in Yan State and change the dynasty.

Over the past few decades, this force has maintained absolute majesty while mysterious. It was managed by Miao Li like an airtight iron plate. Even if Miao Li is no longer in power, these disciples of the Demon Sect dare not be disrespectful to Miao Li at all.

After all, the man who was huddled on a bamboo chair could make Yanjing City sway with just a move. What's more, even if Miao Li's confidants are now excluded, they were not eliminated by the sect. If you break them up and put them out, they either stay honestly or disappear, leaving no trace.

Moreover, Meng Zong was not sure whether the ordinary Demon Sect disciple in front of him were wearing black skin under his bright and beautiful clothes. Those who disappeared Demon Sect disciples were all lurking in the dark. Waiting for Miao Li's order, they appeared again in front of everyone and started a killing, causing the blood flowing into a river of Yanjing City.

In a sense, Miaoli represents half of the Demon Sect. If you cut off his power, cover his eyes, and cut off his hands and feet, it does not mean that you can completely control the Demon Sect.

Meng Zong is in such an embarrassing situation now, and with Fang Qian, the apocalypse standing beside Miao Li, he could not completely get rid of Miao Li's thorn in his eyes and thorn in his flesh. He could only look at Miao Li firmly like now, waiting for a new step forward.

The night was getting darker and the chill became stronger. I don’t know when, Miao Li’s legs had a thin blanket, and a newly folded spring begonia was placed on it.

Miao Li yawned and whispered to Haitang, "Rubb my head."

As soon as Miao Li finished speaking, a slim masked girl in black appeared behind him out of thin air. The woman bent over and pointed the green jade on Miao Li's wrinkled forehead.

The contrast between the two skin colors is an elusive time.

Soon, Miao Li's brows stretched out under Chunjun's massage. The fragrance of the crabapple under his nose made Miao Li feel inexplicably happy. He picked up the crabapple and rubbed it in his palm. The petals became wrinkled in Miao Li's palm, but the fragrance of the juice could remain in the palm of a person's palm for a long time.

A moment later, the remaining flowers fell to the ground. Miao Li closed his eyes and asked casually: "What's going on recently?"

Chun Jun coughed lightly and said, "Young Master Bai Shu has never left Taixu Temple, but Bai Lu and Jian Jia have come to the door. Now Bai Shu should be settled in peace."

Miao Li closed his eyes leisurely, shook his head slightly and smiled: "These two girls are going to find him."

Chunjun continued, "Du Mie took people to Lanxi Temple. I just learned about this news. Chengying has already gone to pick up the lady."

Miao Li gently stroked the blanket on his legs with his hands and said, "The old monk Dukong must not be willing to leave the monks, I am afraid it will be a little bit of a bad fortune. However, the monks in Chenghu Temple must not know that the girl is also in Lanxi, so she is probably not in danger."

Chunjun said a little dissatisfied: "The two nails I inserted were pulled out by Master Dukong, otherwise I could tell them the news in advance, so that Miss can be safe and foolproof."

Miao Li waved his hand and said, "The old monk naturally has his own plans, and if Du Mie goes to Lanxi in person, ten times more manpower will not be of any effect."

Chun Jun was silent for a moment and continued, "There are signs of the activities of the alien spirits at the junction of Hualuo, which is the group of miscellaneous people chasing Mr. Bai Shu. The Sword Sect has sent people there, so there should be no trouble."

Miao Li suddenly became energetic, opened his eyes, and thought for a moment: "Send someone to stare at them. Those people have disappeared for so long, and I can't even find them. Why can the people from the Sword Sect find them?"

Miao Li squinted his eyes and said, "There must be a problem in this. I'll be optimistic about it. I'll report it every three days."

Chun Jun responded, hesitated for a moment, and finally said softly in Miao Li's ear: "Young Master Kezhi is back to the sect today. Master, when will we close the net?"

Chunjun always thought that Miao Li had dispersed all the people in the sect, just waiting for Meng Kezhi to come back and catch them all in one go.

Because in the past year, Miao Li has installed manpower in every important corner of the world, including the Demon Sect, and Miao Li's eyes are also full of Miao Li's eyes. As long as Miao Li gives orders, things will become completely different.

Miao Li's current appearance of keeping a low profile is even more terrifying than he was when he was in front of the bloody storm a few years ago.

After a long time, Miao Li shook his head and said, "It's not the time yet. Our network has not yet been launched. What's more, there is only one chance to close the network. I'm using it now. What should I do if the brat in the future?"

Chunjun said anxiously: "When the sect recovers, it is not your final decision on what to do."

Miao Li glanced at Chunjun meaningfully and smiled bitterly: "I really had the final say a few years ago, but now, no one dares to be sure like this."

On the other side, within the Demon Sect.

Meng Kezhi squatted by the pond, looking at the deep pool water. He was withdrawn when he was young, but he was reluctant to get in touch, and was often ridiculed and excluded.

At that time, Meng Kezhi's favorite thing was to squat on the edge of the pond, sprinkle some bread crumbs into the pond, watch the fish of different colors swim invisibly or invisibly, and eat the food dregs floating on the water.

Over time, even if Meng Kezhi did not feed these fish, as long as he squatted by the pond, the colorful fish hidden at the bottom of the water would swim out of the water one after another, cheering and meeting Meng Kezhi.

Meng Kezhi left the Demon Sect for a whole year and a half. The first thing he did when he returned home was to squat by the pond and look at his fish.

But now Meng Kezhi found that all his fish were dead, and even the water in the pond had turned black and emitted an indescribable stench.

Mengzong had arrived behind Meng Kezhi at some point, but he looked silently at the son who made him most proud. Over the years, Meng Kezhi seemed to have never changed at all.

"Have you got the stuff?"

Without asking about his well-being, Mengzong did not mention Meng Kezhi's fish.

Meng Kezhi replied: "I can't touch the Heavenly Sword Technique, and I have also been to the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect. There is no ancient divine sword at all. It should be the same as what they said, everything is in Taixu."

Meng Zong nodded and said, "Even if you haven't learned the Heavenly Sword Art, you're still at the peak of Breaking Void."

Meng Kezhi said unconsciously: "Sword Sect looks at the sea, and the rhythm of heaven and earth makes it difficult for people to make progress without making progress."

Meng Kezhi still looked down at the pool of stagnant water. Although he had been watching the sea in the Sword Sect for a year and a half, he had never forgotten the appearance of the small pond in his yard.

Meng Zong didn't know whether he didn't know Meng Kezhi's concern or didn't care about Meng Kezhi's concern. He said with satisfaction: "Xue Dongyi has also broken through to the peak of Break Void. I think he will never have the chance to catch up with you in his life."

Meng Kezhi looked as usual and asked, "It's just the same state, will he catch up with me?"

Meng Zong shook his head and said, "But he at least has the opportunity to chase you. If both of you break through to the Apocalypse realm, what we have to do next will be much easier."

Meng Kezhi was silent for a moment and said, "Apocalypse is not too difficult for me."

Meng Zong nodded and said, "Indeed, Xue Dongyi will go to their side to help you tomorrow. They will also send someone here. You can stay in the sect to practice in the next few days."

Meng Kezhi finally stood up and left the stagnant pool. He looked at Meng Zong and said, "Dad, let me go this time and let Dong Yi stay."

Meng Zong hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still had no intention of rebelling against Meng Kezhi.

"Well, have a good rest tonight, I'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Meng Zong turned around and was about to leave. He was not worried that Meng Kezhi would not handle it well, because he had never disappointed Meng Zong since Meng Kezhi was moved.

Just when Meng Zong was about to leave Meng Kezhi's small yard, Meng Kezhi suddenly said with difficulty: "All the fish I raised are dead!"

When he spoke, he felt like a stone was stuck in his throat.

Meng Zong didn't reply, "Tomorrow, I'll put a pond of new fish in it."

Meng Kezhi stood there and after a long time he murmured to himself: "If you change to a new one, it won't be my fish."
Chapter completed!