Chapter 235

The first negotiation between the seven forces and the alliance of other forces was not a pleasant one. Many forces united together and asked for six places for the seven groups. For the first time, the seven groups of Jiufeng United strongly.

From noon until dark, the two sides finally broke up in discord and could only continue the discussion tomorrow.

Mo Li also led the crowd to the martial arts arena to attend the meeting. He didn't take part in the fight between the two sides. Now it's just the beginning of the matter.

After the fierce dispute, Mo Li did not return to the courtyard at the first time. Instead, he walked around the path of Ruoshui villa to the central lake.

Simon invited me.

At this time, it's almost night, and oil lamps are burning in the corridor of the lake. From a distance, Mo Li sees the old man sitting in the pavilion in the lake.

On the stone table, a pot of green tea is steaming. Looking at Mo Li walking into the pavilion, Mr. Ximen makes a gesture to invite him. He picks up the teapot, fills the purple sand cup and pushes it in front of Mo Li.

"This is my own tea. Try it."

With a smile on his face, Mr. Simon looked at Mo Li taking a cup of tea and drinking, his eyes full of light of expectation.

"How's it going?"

"Good tea!" Mo Li nodded and said with a smile, "it seems that old man Ximen, like my master, is also a tea lover."

Mo Li is not flattering. Although this tea is not as good as Ziyun tea, it is definitely not too bad.

"Ha ha ha..." I'm old, and I like to do some idle work, so I'll make tea and drink wine when I'm free. If there's no one to stop, I'll enjoy my family at home. "

Mo Li narrowed his eyes, played with the teacup in his right hand, and asked tentatively, "it seems that the old man has something to say!"

Ximenpo didn't answer immediately. Instead, he got up and walked to the edge of the pavilion. He looked at the dark lake with both hands. After a long time, he said: "don't leave me, little friend. How do you evaluate Jiufeng and Qipai?"

Distant voice can not hear any emotional fluctuations, but Mo Li looked at Simon's back, but his heart felt a sense of loneliness.

He knew that he had been looking at the movements of the seven forces at today's meeting, and he must have been taken in the eyes of the old man. He didn't make a useless cover up. Mo Li got up and walked to the old man, sighed and said slowly: "does the old man want to hear the truth?"

"Of course!"

"Strong on the outside, strong in the middle!"

The light four words are particularly harsh in the silent night sky. Master Simon's hand behind him is slightly tight. He opens his mouth and wants to say something, but in the end he sighs silently.

The decline of the seven sects of the nine peaks has become a fact, which Ximen Po knows very well. It's ridiculous that a young man can see through it, but several leaders of the seven sects are still addicted to the dream of ruling the northern mainland.

Looking at the old man's silent expression, Mo Li continued to say: "nine peaks and seven schools, wanmuguan has always been independent of the world. It is well known that their strength has declined in recent years, but in addition to wanmuguan, the other schools are not on the decline? Although the seven factions of today's Congress are strong on the surface, they are not necessarily strong enough. This time, other forces are threatening. If I guess well, I'm afraid the old man and several leaders have reached a consensus, and they will compromise in the end, right

Simon turned his head and looked at the boy. He didn't answer Mo Li's question for the first time. Instead, he asked, "who is the most dangerous one among these forces that are pouring into the city this time?"

"There's no big threat on the surface, but the leader behind is the killing move."

"The leader?" Simon Po's face finally changed: "Xiaoyou means that... These forces are together secretly?"

"If not all of them, I'm afraid they account for 70% or 80%!" Mo Li's voice must be incomparable. Looking at the old man's suspicious eyes, he continued: "old man, people's heart is the most unpredictable thing. If there is no one behind them to support these clowns, do you think... They will unite as one and compete with the seven schools?"

Simon's old body trembled, frowned and pondered for a long time. He had to admit that the young man's words were true.

It's true that for these small and medium-sized forces, it's really possible to join forces to compete with the seven factions. But it's not easy for so many forces to unite. The only explanation is that someone is supporting them. I'm afraid the mastermind behind them is the red chamber, which has been playing tricks in secret during the previous ruins exploration.

"Xiaoyou thinks that there is a way to solve the present situation?"

Old and young in the pavilion a question and answer, looks not like a stranger for the first time to meet, but is familiar with many years of friends in general.

Ximenpo's understanding of the youth has always come from the news of the people, but from the just short conversation, ximenpo finally understood why the youth can rise to fame in such a short time. Put aside their talent and strength, from the youth's speech and the calm when facing themselves, we can see their steady mind.

"Old man, the seven factions have many internal grudges. It's impossible for them to really fight against foreign enemies. Since they have to compromise in the end, they should completely muddle up this pool. How to do it, I think the old man should be better than me. "

It's talking. Mo Li doesn't know the purpose of Ximen Po's invitation. He doesn't even know why the Ximen family are so friendly to him after he hurt Ximen Chuan and Ximen Yu.

The young man's words made ximenpo fall into silence again. After a long time, the old man took a deep breath and slowly turned his head: "don't leave Xiaoyou. If you have the chance to command the seven sects, are you confident that you will drive the red chamber out of the northern mainland completely?"

The old man suddenly out of a word let Mo Li instant open mouth, looking at Ximen broken not like a joke, Mo Li felt his heart beat suddenly accelerated.

Command the seven factions?

"I don't know what the old man means..."

"You don't have to think about anything else. I just ask you, if you have this opportunity, do you have confidence?"

Mo Li pursed his lips, looked at Ximen's eyes, and nodded: "if you really let me command the seven sects, it's just a red mansion, you can break it!"

Confident words, firm things, this moment of Mo Li's sharp edge, such as a giant sword that wants to pierce the sky, completely released all the pride in the heart.

"Good! Don't leave childe, if there is such a day, I hope you won't let us down! "

Simon Po's name changed from Xiaoyou to childe. The change of his attitude made Mo Li more confused.