Lei Ming was relieved when he saw Mo Zhitao say he let them go. However, he was embarrassed in front of so many people, and he was also very annoyed. He waved his hand and shook the eldest disciple who had just gotten up from the ground next to him, "Is useless bastard, why don't you go back with me?"

With a "bang", the two front teeth in the mouth of the Qingcheng disciple were knocked away by Lei Ming.

Lei Ming was very angry with this great disciple. If he hadn't complained randomly, he wouldn't have been embarrassed in front of so many people.

"Master, I was wrong." The eldest disciple ran after Lei Ming with his bloody mouth covering his bleeding mouth.

When Lao Li saw Lei Ming and the others left, Mo Zhitao had so many experts around him. It was probably not easy for others to deal with him. He also took the staff to say goodbye.

"Gangmaster Liu, Brother Xiangran, thank you. Zhitao has recorded the favor today, and we will definitely repay it." Mo Zhitao sincerely clasped his fists and said to Liu Yanxue and Xiangran.

"Zhitao, everyone is brother, so don't say that." Xiangran waved his hand disapprovingly. With the help of Yin and Yang Gate, the Wanjian Gang will benefit in the future.

Liu Yanxue also waved her hand, "I used to owe you my favor, but I paid it back today, we don't owe you anything anymore.

"Thank you, Gangmaster Liu. If you have any needs in the future, you can tell Lao Yi." Mo Zhitao said.

Yi Fangjiang also said happily: "Yes, Gangmaster Liu, I still need your care in the future." Yi Fangjiang did not expect that Liu Yanxue's martial arts skills would reach level seven, and their power in the Cultural and Radio and Television Province would be much more at ease in the future.

Huosanren and the others were also secretly surprised. They did not expect that the leader of Qingyin Gang reached level seven in martial arts. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have a good relationship with Mo Zhitao. Huosanren had an idea in his heart, and he must show off in front of Mo Zhitao. If Mo Zhitao is unhappy, he may not be able to take it.

Just imagine, Mo Zhitao dared to move even the thunder of level seven martial arts, let alone a person with level six martial arts. Humph, the Fanjiang Gang will definitely become the largest gang in the future. Whoever dares to provoke them is the rhythm of seeking death.

Liu Yanxue glanced at Yi Fangjiang, "Master Yi Gang, you have also helped us Qingyin a lot during this period. I hope we will continue to cooperate in the future and make money together." Although Yi Fangjiang and others have not many experts, Ouyang Hui said that Mo Zhitao later transferred two level 6 masters, and the strength of the Fanjiang Gang has been greatly enhanced. It is estimated that with the help of Yin and Yang Sect, their strength is getting stronger and stronger.

No wonder Mo Zhitao has never been afraid of the Tiger Gang. It turns out that he is the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. Just now, the Supreme Elder also told her that he must have a good relationship with Mo Zhitao. Mo Zhitao is so young, even if he can't get the Medical King this time, the next term will definitely be possible. Young is capital.

"Gangmaster Liu, where are you stationed?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"We haven't decided, and we want to find some familiar gangs to station together." Liu Yanxue smiled. There are too many martial arts people here, at least more than 10,000 people, and most of them are beautiful. The men stared at them as if they were about to peel off their clothes, and she was still a little worried.

Maomao from the back said excitedly: "Xiaohui, you can live with me. Our place is very safe, I will protect you."

The words of Mamabing changed the faces of other men. Mamabing asked the beauty of Qingyin Gang to live with him. What does he mean?

Mo Zhitao stared at Mamama in anger, "Mamamamama, no one thinks you are a mute if you don't speak."

"Boss, I have a good intention. These twenty beauties are not safe outside. It's good to live with us," Ma Fang muttered in his heart, or I just want Xiaohui, boss, you want Liu Yanxue to forget it.

The Supreme Elder said, "Master Mo, let's stay near you. If anything happens, we will also take care of you, okay?"

"Okay, let's go over." Mo Zhitao nodded. Qingyin helped offend the Qingcheng Sect just now. If Lei Ming secretly attacked them, that wouldn't be good.

Mo Zhitao and the others were about to go over there, and a voice sounded from the right, "Amitabha, don't you know what to do?"

Mo Zhitao turned his head and saw that it was Master Zhitong and Master Wuya. There were more than 40 people there. "Master Zhitong, Master Wuya, hello, you guys," Mo Zhitao said with a smile.

These two martial arts seniors helped him a lot in Miaoshan last time, and he was very grateful. Mo Zhitao is the kind of person who is rewarded with a drop of water, so he is very intimate with Master Zhitong and others.

"I didn't expect that Master Mo was the leader of Yin and Yang Sect. If Lao Na read it correctly, this is the old master of Mu Ming, right?" Master Zhitong looked at Mu Mingdao next to him.

"I am, Master Zhitong. I didn't expect that you will still be in your style after not seeing you for so many years." Mu Ming smiled. He had met Master Zhitong before, and admired the people of Master Zhitong and Master Wuya. If Mo Zhitao had more dates with these seniors, it would be no harm.

Wuhua stepped forward and said, "Master Master."

"Wuhua, how have you been doing during this period?" Master Zhitong saw that Wuhua's face was rosy, and he should be doing well.

"Very good, I want to continue practicing with Master Mo Shi." Wuhua said. Mo Zhitao could refine medicine and sometimes give him the practice pill, which made Wuhua very happy.

Monks like him who have no money to buy elixirs, Mo Zhitao gave them to him for free, and he did not let him do anything against his will. He was willing to follow Mo Zhitao.

"Amitabha, you have a fate with Donor Mo, just follow him." Zhitong closed his hands and nodded.

Mabang glanced at Zhitong and Wuya, "Hmph, when we were fighting just now, you didn't come over quickly. Now it's okay, you just appeared, there is no meaning at all."

"Good, donor, we don't participate in the fight, we usually just try to persuade the fight." Taoist Master Wuya said with a smile.

Mo Zhitao looked at these two seniors gratefully, their meaning was very obvious. If Mo Zhitao and his team were not strong, they would come to persuade them to fight. But if Mo Zhitao and the others had the upper hand, they would not come.

At this time, more than 30 people came over there, including Long Bao and Shangguan Wu. They heard that there was a lot of fun here, so they also came to watch the fun. "Zhitao, you were so amazing just now." Long Bao smiled. He knew that Mo Zhitao was a master of a medical sect in the morning, but he did not expect that he was as powerful as the leader of Yin and Yang sect.

"Hello, Mr. Long, Mr. Wu," Mo Zhitao said with a smile. "I didn't expect to see so many acquaintances here."

"Of course, everyone generally won't miss this important martial arts competition." Long Bao smiled. "Zhitao, you must try your best to win this year's medical king. I'll treat you to dinner at that time."

Long Bao was thinking about Xiaojiu in his heart. At that time, their family could cooperate deeply with Yin and Yang Sect, but he still had vision. He had a good relationship with Mo Zhitao early in the morning.

In fact, Shangguan Wu was even happier because their Shangguan family had not yet reached the kind of family that was responsible for by experts in the medical sect, so they owe a powerful health care doctor very much.

At that time, their old man took a fancy to Mo Zhitao and thought he had to make friends with Mo Zhitao. Now Mo Zhitao is the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, and the old man would definitely be very happy to know the news.

"Mr. Long, I want to invite Zhitao to dinner. We are old friends for many years." Shangguan Wu came over and hugged Mo Zhitao's shoulders, "Zhitao, when will we go to the capital when we have time? Our old man misses you. We still say the same thing, no matter whether you are a doctor or a defeat, our Shangguan family is your friend."

"However, we can't get involved in the fighting of the sect just now. Please don't be surprised by Zhitao." Shangguan Wu had a heart-to-heart talk with Mo Zhitao this time.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand and said, "Young Master Wu, don't talk about this. Let's go to our side first. We still have an open space. Then let's have a good chat. Zhenqiang, arrange for people to find something to eat."

"We all came here with Yu Liang today." Shangguan Wu and the others said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go." Mo Zhitao smiled. He led the Wanjian Gang, the Qingyin Gang, the Shaolin, Wudang, and the Long family of the four major families to walk towards the campsite in a mighty manner.

Now, Lei Ming, who was hiding from a distance, turned dark and mud horse. Fortunately, he was smart and did not start a war with Mo Zhitao at that time. Otherwise, these twenty of them would have been beaten into meat filling as a midnight snack.

Other martial arts people were also secretly shocked the strength of the Yin-Yang Sect. Those sects all had good friends with Mo Zhitao, and not everyone could bully the Yin-Yang Sect.

On the other side, Chen Siyu and Elder Ku from the Poison River Valley looked at Mo Zhitao and the others away coldly, "Elder Ku, Mo Zhitao is very majestic now."

"Hehe, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be with those people for the rest of his life, right?" Elder Ku said disapprovingly. "Mr. Yu, Mo Zhitao has many enemies, you have to operate well."

"Well, I won't miss such a good opportunity." Chen Siyu nodded. He saw the numb face with an iron stick hanging on his waist, and the smirk on his face became even stronger.

There was a tent on the right side of the place where Mo Zhitao and his friends were stationed. There was a big gambling word written on the tent. There were more than a dozen men in the tent, and there seemed to be more than a dozen people sitting behind it.

"Everyone, do you want to come and have a bet? There are ten players in this Medical King competition, and each player can bet. Everyone has different odds. If you want, you can bet. In addition to supporting the players you like, you can also make some money. Each person has a maximum bet of one million, starting at least 1,000 yuan, and cash or bank card transfers are fine." A bearded man in front shouted.

"Damn, you can even bet on the Medical King game. Those people are too powerful." Mo Zhitao smiled.

"Boss, we want to go over and buy you and support you." Lin Zhenqiang said with a smile.

Mo Zhitao looked at the people next to him, "Let's do it, go and prepare if you go camping. If you have nothing to do, just move freely. Remember, don't leave this venue, otherwise something will happen."

"Yes, yes," Mabang excitedly pulled Erzi over there, betting on money, he liked it the most.
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