Chapter 1320

"You boys, come here with me to gather!"

When Mo Qingyun was looking at the fairy army, a cold voice came to his ears.

Then, he saw a black-faced middle-aged man with a solemn expression, and his figure flashed in front of them.

"The strength of this black-faced middle-aged man should be higher than that of Niu Sheng and Syncion!"

Sensing the aura of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun had a general understanding of his strength.

Mo Qingyun can be sure that this black-faced middle-aged man has already gathered a star position, and he is a strong man with a small star position in the real fairyland.

Hearing the order from the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun and the others did not hesitate, and gathered in front of the black-faced middle-aged man.

Shaoqing, looking at Mo Qingyun and the others gathered in front of him, the black-faced middle-aged man showed a serious expression, and said: "I know, you are all geniuses of the family and the sect, and you have always been used by the family and the sect, but When you come to me, all of you must obey my orders, if anyone dares to disobey the orders, don’t blame me for being rude to him.”

After the words of the black-faced middle-aged man fell, he released the aura of a real fairyland and pressed towards Mo Qingyun and others.

Under the pressure of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun and the others all had their expressions shaken, and they couldn't help taking a step back.

"Huh! But a cultivator with a small star position in the real fairyland is so arrogant!"

"If this person dares to be so arrogant in front of me in Lingshuang Immortal Realm, I will definitely make him look good!"

"Hush, keep your voice down, now that we are under the eaves, it's better not to oppose him!"

"That's right, the main purpose of our trip is to assess, so there's no need to learn from him!"

...

Seeing the actions of the black-faced middle-aged man, some people behind Mo Qingyun whispered in private.

It seemed that they felt a little displeased with the behavior of the black-faced middle-aged man.

Glancing at the crowd in front of him, the black-faced middle-aged man and Li Wenle looked at each other, as if they were communicating with each other.

The actions of the black-faced middle-aged man and Li Wenle did not escape everyone's eyes, and everyone's expressions changed when they saw this.

"Before this black-faced middle-aged man entered the army, he seemed to be a disciple of Dongxu Immortal Palace."

"Really? In this way, wouldn't Mo Qingyun be in trouble?"

"That's natural. Mo Qingyun severely injured several great geniuses of Dongxu Immortal Palace, how could Dongxu Immortal Palace not give up!"

"However, Yongnan Immortal Palace also has real fairyland powerhouses here. This black-faced middle-aged man should not dare to go too far."

...

Immediately, everyone looked at Mo Qingyun with sympathetic eyes.

Hearing the words of the people behind him, Mo Qingyun couldn't help being shocked, and secretly raised a little vigilance: "Now in this iron-blooded abyss, there is no protection from Master and the others. It seems that I have to be careful."

Mo Qingyun knew very well in his heart that with his current strength, although he was invincible below the real fairyland.

However, once he meets a true fairyland powerhouse, he will only end up being wiped out.

What's more, in this iron-blooded abyss, there are still some peaks of the real fairyland.

After exchanging glances with Li Wenle, the black-faced middle-aged man showed a sneer, his eyes fell on Mo Qingyun, and said: "Boy, with your Immortal Fog Stage realm, you dare to come to the Iron-Blood Realm Abyss, you Your courage is not small!"

"good!"

Mo Qingyun responded lightly to the words of the black-faced middle-aged man.

Knowing the relationship between the black-faced middle-aged man and Li Wenle, Mo Qingyun knew in his heart that no matter how respectful he was, the result would be the same.

Therefore, when Mo Qingyun replied with a black face at this moment, there was not the slightest respect in his tone.

"Humph!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's attitude, the black-faced middle-aged man couldn't help but snorted coldly, and said: "For the sake of Junior Brother Li begging for you, from today onwards, you will join the logistics team and be responsible for cleaning up the mess after the war. dead body, lest you die in battle."

Hearing the words of the black-faced middle-aged man, the expressions of the people around him suddenly changed, and they were very surprised by the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man.

According to the meaning of the words of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun was unable to slaughter the Protoss.

In this way, in this first round of assessment, wouldn't it be possible that Mo Qingyun could not get the slightest result.

It has to be said that the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man was absolutely perfect, and it directly cut off Mo Qingyun's retreat.

"Li Wenle pleads for me?"

Hearing the words of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly, and turned to look at Li Wenle involuntarily.

Seeing Mo Qingyun turning his head to look at him, Li Wenle showed a bright smile, and responded: "In order to thank you for eliminating the spies who killed the Protoss for my Dongxu Immortal Palace, I will help you today, and from now on we will It's clear."

Li Wenle's words seemed to thank Mo Qingyun, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was declaring war on Mo Qingyun.

He was taking this opportunity to indirectly tell Mo Qingyun that next, he was going to attack Mo Qingyun.

"Li Wenle, killing the gods is my job, you don't need to thank me for it!"

Mo Qingyun responded indifferently, then he looked at the black-faced middle-aged man, and begged: "Senior, please allow me to fight the enemy with everyone, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

"Hmph! I don't know good and bad things."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's request, the black-faced middle-aged man immediately darkened, snorted coldly, and said: "I warned you just now, no matter what your previous identities are, now in this iron-blooded abyss, you must obey My order."

After uttering an unpleasant word, the sneer on the face of the black-faced middle-aged man became even worse, he looked at Mo Qingyun carefully, and said: "Because of the sincerity of beheading the gods, I will give you a chance now to appoint you as Scout the vanguard, go to the base camp of the Protoss, and spy on their next whereabouts."

"hiss!"

Hearing the appointment of the black-faced middle-aged man, everyone around him gasped, and the sympathy in their expressions was even greater.

This black-faced middle-aged man is really ruthless, he wants Mo Qingyun to die!

No matter how strong Mo Qingyun is, he is only in the Immortal Dew stage.

When he went deep into the stronghold of the Protoss, he was simply going to die.

At this moment, everyone really understood what the conspiracy of the black-faced middle-aged man was.

It turned out that the black-faced middle-aged man asked Mo Qingyun to join the logistics team. This was actually a cover for Mo Qingyun to join the investigation team.

I have to say that this black-faced middle-aged man is too insidious and ruthless.

Seeing the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man, Li Wenle immediately smiled, as if some trick had succeeded.

"Yes, this junior takes orders!"

Regarding the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun looked calm and nodded indifferently.

In Mo Qingyun's view, although it is dangerous to be included in the investigation team, it is better than joining the later team.

After all, once Mo Qingyun joined the logistics team, he would lose the opportunity for assessment.

But after joining the investigation team, Mo Qingyun's method of concealing the door just happened to give full play to his strengths.

Seeing Mo Qingyun, he didn't say any more, and the black-faced middle-aged man smiled proudly, and said to everyone: "Everyone, take a rest, and start to fight tomorrow, slaughtering the Protoss!"

Then, under the arrangement of the black-faced middle-aged man, Mo Qingyun and others entered the camp to rest.