Chapter 437: Interrogation Again

After closing the door of the cave, Zhan Nianchuan looked at Mo Xiaoli, who was excited and had a fierce look in his eyes, and said lightly: "Swear an oath, hurry up!"

His response was a burst of wild laughter, and Mo Xiaoli said sternly: "Boy, do you know what you are doing now? I am the daughter of the sect master! If you let me go now, you can still keep your one Damn it!"

"Now that Master knows I'm here, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, do you think Master and my father will let you go?"

Just as she expected, Zhan Nianchuan nodded, sighed, and said slowly:

"What you say is not unreasonable. The daughter of the sect master sounds very bluffing, and it will be troublesome if they find out... But, so what?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoli's expression immediately changed, and then she saw a sword light slashing towards her like lightning.

As a shrill scream sounded, blood splattered, and a thick arm weighing more than a hundred kilograms flew up.

Looking at Mo Xiaoli who was rolling and howling on the ground, Zhan Nianchuan showed a hint of murderous intent on his face, and his voice sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hell:

"Swear an oath, or...die!"

Holding back the excruciating pain, Mo Xiaoli used his remaining hand to tremblingly grab the three pieces of tissue paper and read as fast as he could.

At this time, she already understood that the man in front of her didn't take her seriously at all. It could even be said that even her father couldn't make him feel afraid. If she dared to go against his wishes again, she would really die.

As long as Zhan Nianchuan doesn't stop her, she still has two third-level black jade breaking pills in her storage bag, which can restore her severed limbs.

As a golden light fell, the great oath of heaven was established.

"Very good, you stay here to heal for the time being. Don't use anything else." Zhan Nianchuan ordered, then threw Mo Xiaoli's storage bag to her and unlocked the spiritual power seal in her body.

Mo Xiaoli couldn't wait to put his spiritual consciousness into it, and Mo Xiaoli was angry and happy at the same time.

What makes him angry is that except for his own entertainment items, all his cultivation resources have disappeared. Even the earth-level talisman that his father used to save his life is missing. What he is happy about is that there are several pills and spiritual stones in it, including one for himself. The much needed Black Jade Intermittent Pill.

Ignoring Mo Xiaoli's resentful eyes, Zhan Nianchuan smiled slightly, shook a photo ball in his hand towards her, and walked towards the gate of the cave.

He knew Mo Xiaoli's overwhelming hatred for him, but so what? Does she dare to tell her?

With the great oath of heaven and the photo ball in his hand, Mo Xiaoli was not afraid of becoming mute.

Looking at the photo ball, Mo Xiaoli's fat face, which was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, instantly became as dead as a corpse.

...

On Yitian Peak.

There are magnificent buildings carved from white jade.

Above the central hall, there are dozens of large wooden chairs arranged in a large circle.

At this time, there were people sitting on every big chair, which was extremely rare in Tianfu Sect.

This means that several supreme elders who have always seen the dragon but are obsessed with the Tao of Talisman have also come here.

Everyone smelled an unusual smell. The place was extremely silent for a moment, and the air seemed extremely dull.

At this moment, a ray of white light flew into the hall and fell into the hands of Ye Ziyi, the master of Xizhao Peak.

Her brows furrowed, and countless questions came to her mind:

"According to what Jiaojiao said, Mo Xiaoli was nowhere to be seen, but Li Hong actually acted as if nothing had happened? This shouldn't be the case. Will Mo Xiaoli let Li Hong eat this feast?"

After she learned that Li Hong had returned to Tianfu Sect, she knew her apprentice's character and saw that Mo Xiaoli's token had been located near Xiaoqiu Peak, so she immediately sent Xu Jiaojiao to remind him and Stop him to avoid being discovered by Huang Ren and losing face for himself and Mo Buli.

However, Ye Ziyi does not think that Li Hong can pose a threat to Mo Xiaoli. She knows that as Mo Buli's only daughter, Mo Xiaoli has a lot of various talismans and life-saving utensils, which is probably even richer than her, the peak master's net worth. , and his cultivation level is much higher than that of Li Hong.

"It must be that Mo Xiaoli promised generous terms to win over Li Hong, but he didn't want to see Xu Jiaojiao. That should be the case." Thinking that Mo Xiaoli had always disliked the charming and arrogant Xu Jiaojiao, Ye Ziyi I feel relieved.

Mo Buli, who was on the side, looked at the only empty seat in the field and felt very angry:

"This bastard girl is probably hanging out with those male monks again. She didn't even come to the sect meeting. She really deserves a beating. I can't spoil her like this anymore. Hey!"

In the silence, the rosaceous old man with the biggest mouth, Wan Bu Zui, finally broke the silence:

"This kid can actually escape from the devil's hands with his life. I am becoming more and more curious about him. Speaking of his extremely powerful body, I have never seen it before."

As the old man spoke, the other elders also began to discuss:

"Elder Wan is right. This kid is a freak. He is actually able to cultivate his body to that extent. He probably has an incredible body-refining secret."

"Yes, yes, the spiritual consciousness is also extremely powerful. If it weren't for the unimaginably poor qualifications of the five spiritual roots of the middle grade, I would have wanted to take him into my sect."

"It's your turn? Senior Brother Huang has already seen the pearls, right?"

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all very impressed by Zhan Nianchuan. Only Qiu Wanren, the leader of Qingyun Peak, sneered and sarcastically said:

"Brother Huang, the disciples of Guifeng are really capable. He is the only one who escaped back among the 100 disciples. Did you teach him?"

"Qiu Wanren, you are talking nonsense!" Huang Ren was furious. He was not good at speaking. At the same time, he was always suppressed by Mo Buli and was ridiculed by Qiu Wanren in public. He immediately slapped the chair and wanted to fight.

Just when the two of them refused to give in and the atmosphere was extremely tense, everyone still sat firmly because they knew that they could not fight.

Sure enough, a white-bearded old man who had been lying in a big chair and looked drowsy opened his sleepy eyes and scolded with an unhappy face:

"Shut up! Sit down! Don't disturb my rest."

The two did not dare to disobey. They glared at each other, then sat down and continued to fight with each other with their eyes.

Seeing this scene, the old man with rosacea flickered slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The place fell into silence again until a man and a woman walked into the hall quickly.

Staring at the scrutiny of the crowd, Zhan Nianchuan showed a hint of nervousness appropriately, and followed Wen Wanting to salute the elders in the hall.

"Disciple Li Hong, I greet the Supreme Elder, the Sect Master, and all the elders."

"Li Hong, you are the only cultivator on the deserted island who escaped from the clutches of the devil. With your low cultivation level, how did you do it?" Mo Buli nodded and asked the question that all the cultivators in the hall wanted to know.