Chapter 867

At this time, the fire on Moqi Dao had been put out.

But his clothes were no longer bright, only dim and ragged.

Such an image can't be compared with his old fairy spirit.

Such a subversive image, it is very natural to put his own aura away.

After going to the aura of Moqi Dao, he is no longer a Heavenly Master, or even a mortal.

If we say that in the past, Moqi Dao among these believers was an immortal who did not know human fireworks.

So the murky way in front of me, saying that he is a sloppy tramp, is very appropriate.

The so-called man depends on clothes, which is about this truth.

Mojidao himself also secretly said that it was bad when he saw the disappointment in everyone's eyes and the worship eyes that were different from the past.

In fact, he could have fooled people so easily.

It has a lot to do with himself.

In fact, when he first came down the mountain in the early years, he still had the appearance of an expert outside the world.

In addition, because he is a man of practice, people can't see his actual age, which makes people preach more and more God.

It was also at that time that he tasted the benefits of fame.

Such benefits are mainly reflected in the emperor after he found him.

He really inflated at that time.

He just thinks he's invincible.

I think there is nothing impossible as long as I do it myself.

So he always controlled the emperor, not only preaching to him, but also instilling a lot of words in his favor.

In the present words, it is brainwashing.

It's MLM.

This one, he did very well.

After the emperor became his believer, he naturally put his hand into the harem.

There are countless women in the harem. These women are still very lonely.

Being gently hooked and brainwashed by him has become his best bed companion.

And their bodies are clean.

Even some did not touch the emperor, but let him pick fresh.

This gave him incomparable satisfaction.

After satisfaction, it is emptiness.

In this emptiness, he naturally began to reach out and touch something he had never touched before.

For example, power, such as the throne.

He thinks a lot.

I also know that I can't succeed alone.

So he began to wander among the major forces.

Such as the prince, such as the fifth Prince

He even blew a deaf ear to the emperor who was brainwashed by him.

Say that the fourth Lord can't, and who can't.

In short, those who had no eye for him or offended him were hurt by him.

Somehow, as long as he mentioned it, the emperor would kill it.

The means are still very cruel.

Seriously, it was great at first.

For a long time, I was afraid.

So he found an opportunity for the emperor to find out about his involvement in his harem.

From then on, the emperor agreed to let him leave.

Yes, the Emperor didn't want to kill him, but killed those concubines.

Even under his various requests, he agreed to let him leave.

So the legend of him from the outside world is more mysterious and ethereal.

This allows him to quickly establish his underground kingdom after leaving the palace, which is very beneficial.

Not in a few short years, he not only organized his own Tongxin Association.

It also recruited a large number of believers.

What he has to do every day is to sit there quietly and pretend.

Rao is so. There are still many believers who rush forward and follow him to flatter him and please him.

In order to please him and pay tribute, they will send their women, daughters and even sisters to his bed.

In this way, even if he lay still, he had money, women and people who served him.

So after such a long time, he will be lazy. When he is lazy, he will lose himself and gradually get lost in such a drunken and gold fan.

Before today, he had not even thought that his dream would wake up one day.

Of course, he also thought that dreams would always wake up.

But he never thought that he would wake up so early, so there was no omen.

"Heavenly Master, are you really lying to us?"

The God stick was full of disappointment and stared at the distracted Moqi road. He suddenly found that the gray haired old man in front of him was not the monk in his memory. He was speechless, unable to refute, and even admired.

He even thought he would not be old, but also gradually washed away his original charm in the passage of time in the world, and became an old man with swollen eyes and obvious excessive indulgence.

At this moment, the God stick is really disappointed and sad.

For this reason, he gave up the shortcut that he could take again.

Also rejected the olive branch extended by Mo Xiyan and Murong Yu.

That was enough to make people move, but he refused because of such a person as Mo Qi Dao.

I felt I was doing the right thing.

How confident you are.

How disappointed I am right now.

Do you still have a chance?

At the thought of this, the divine stick involuntarily turned his head and looked at Mo Xiyan's direction.

But after seeing the condensation and cold at the bottom of Mo Xiyan's eyes and Murong Yu's eyes, he couldn't help shivering.

They were obviously saying silently that there was no chance.

You don't have another chance.

Because you gave up.

So it's impossible to give you another chance.

Such a voice kept playing in his ears, which also made him repeat the two most negative emotions of loss and despair.

It also made his mood more and more irritable. After more than ten years of practice, he kept instinctively suppressing such emotions.

However, even if he has been repressing this mood that may explode at any time, he can't stop him from hating mojidao.

"Mo Qi said, you liar, why don't you die?"

Finally, I didn't know who it was. I roared behind the divine stick.

This roar not only aroused the anger of the people, but also made the God stick jump directly out of control.

"What you said is not wrong. Since you deceived us, you should also pay a price."

Shua, he pulled out his handy sword, put a beautiful sword flower on his wrist in the air, pointed the blade directly at Mo Qidao's face and said angrily, "speaking of it, you just said you would sacrifice with boys and girls. Now think about it, wouldn't that destroy countless families?"

"What on earth do you want to do?" Mo Qi said slowly, instinctively retreated for half a minute, raised his eyes and stared at the divine stick, maintained consistency, and asked faintly, "do you want to go against the sky? You should know the consequences of going against the sky. I advise you to stop before you make a mistake."

What he said seems quite reasonable.

The divine stick was almost shaken, and the hand holding the sword gradually sagged.

However, when Mo Qi thought that the other party had been convinced by himself and could relax.

Poof!

He just felt a pain in his chest and bowed his head in a daze. What he saw was the picture of the sword blade missing into his chest, the blood slowly overflowing and the red skirt