"Does this kid really know the clues to the Saint?"
The three of them looked at Mo Wentian with doubts on their faces. After all, a day had passed since their saint daughter had disappeared. During this day, the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan.
Turn Tiancheng upside down.
But no news about the Saint was found at all!
Now that Mo Wentian came to claim that he had clues about the Saint, it was no wonder that doubts arose in these people's hearts.
The entrance of Jiuyou Mansion.
Mo Wentian leaned against a pillar leisurely. As for the suspicions of the three Jiuyou tribe servants, Mo Wentian simply ignored them. He did know.
The whereabouts of the saint.
After all, this saint is in his hands now.
But this time he comes.
It's not like Mo Wentian is really here to provide clues.
Expose your identity.
Mo Wentian came here to infiltrate the Jiuyou Clan.
"The Jiuyou Clan is a race left over from ancient times. I don't know how deep the clan's heritage is. If I could sneak into their treasure house, wouldn't it be..."
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light.
Now Mo Wentian's cultivation has reached the late stage of Zhongtian position.
If you can enter the peak or even the realm of perfection.
Then Mo Wentian's combat power will definitely increase sharply again.
"Boy, do you really know the whereabouts of my sister?"
At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice came, and a young man was seen walking out of Jiuyou Mansion. The young man looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of contempt in his eyes.
Moreover, the aura on his body has also reached the state of perfect Zhongtian position.
"Who are you?"
Mo Wentian's brows wrinkled slightly.
He originally thought that the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan would come out in person, but who knew he would come out.
Just a yellow-haired boy.
Although the young man in front of him had pretty good cultivation, Mo Wentian could tell by the fluctuating aura that this boy's cultivation was forcibly improved by relying on the magical medicine.
This combat power is probably not as good as that of an ordinary Zhongtian warrior.
"Boy, this is the seventh son of my Jiuyou clan!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the servant next to him said quickly.
"Seventh Young Master?"
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows slightly.
Then it dawned on me.
This boy is the son of the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan and the elder brother of this saint!
"It turns out to be the Seventh Young Master!"
"Mo Wentian has met the Seventh Young Master!"
Mo Wen, the boy from Tianchao, slightly arched his hands.
"Boy, where is my sister now?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the young man asked with an indifferent expression.
"this… "
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and then he whispered: "Seventh Young Master, there is a mixed bag of fish and dragons here, I'm afraid..."
"A mixed bag?"
The young man's brows wrinkled slightly.
Then he said coldly: "You really know..."
"A clue about my sister?"
"I know, I definitely know!"
Mo Wentian's face was full of confidence.
"Okay, then you come in with me!"
With a cold shout, the young man took Mo Wentian and walked towards Jiuyou Mansion.
"Thank you, Seventh Young Master!"
Mo Wentian smiled slightly and followed quickly.
The two of them disappeared into Jiuyou Mansion.
Entering Jiuyou Mansion, a sense of tranquility suddenly spread. The spiritual energy around him was much richer than outside. In addition, there were also waves coming from around him.
The breath of vastness.
"So many strong men!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flickered with light.
The smell coming from around.
Although most of them are in the middle heaven realm, the number is absolutely terrifying. At least Mo Wentian has sensed no less than dozens of peak auras in the middle heaven realm.
"Fortunately I didn't break in!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath. Although Mo Wentian now has no fear of the powerful Zhongtian.
But if there are dozens.
Mo Wentian also took a breath of cold air.
"Boy, come in with me!"
In an exquisite courtyard, the young man walked in.
"Greetings to the Seventh Young Master!"
"Greetings to the Seventh Young Master!"
…
As the young man appeared, figures in the small courtyard quickly saluted.
"You all stand down!"
Looking at a group of servants, the young man said coldly.
"Yes Yes!"
One after another, figures quickly retreated.
In the small courtyard.
It was quiet for a moment.
“Nice little courtyard!”
Mo Wentian's eyes lit up. There was a spirit gathering array in this small courtyard. The spiritual energy inside was several times richer than other places in Jiuyou Mansion.
Practicing here will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!
"Boy, you can say it now!"
Looking at Mo Wentian, the young man asked coldly.
"explain?"
The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly.
Originally, Mo Wentian wanted to use the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan to sneak into the Jiuyou Mansion, but Mo Wentian did not expect that the patriarch of the Jiuyou Clan did not come.
This young man is here!
Compared to the clan leader, this young man’s identity is.
On the contrary, it’s a bit better!
"This small courtyard is good. Let me practice in the future..."
"Not bad!"
An evil smile spread from the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.
Is Tiancheng safe
Of course it’s not safe!
Now all the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan in Tiancheng are probably looking for him, Mo Wentian, and Mo Wentian is sure that the four elders must have discovered something when they left the dungeon last time.
When the time comes, if you want to leave, it will be harder than going to heaven!
This is actually the case, it might as well be...
"The most dangerous place is the safest place!"
Mo Wentian muttered to himself, entering the Jiuyou Clan, I am afraid that the four elders and the head of the Jiuyou Clan would never have imagined that Mo Wentian would take the risk.
Enter the Nine Nether Clan!
"Boy, what did you say?"
The young man looked at Mo Wentian with some indifference.
Do not know why.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the young man always felt that he had a bad premonition.
"I do know the clues to the Saint!"
Looking at the young man, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and then he said with a smile.
"You know it, why don't you tell me quickly!"
The young man said with a cold face.
"Seventh Young Master, why are you in such a hurry!"
Looking at the young man in front of him, Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth, and then said with a smile: "Seventh Young Master, step forward, and I will tell you. Otherwise, it will be bad if the news is leaked!"
"Take a step forward?"
There was a hint of surprise in the young man's eyes.
"Seventh Young Master, are you still afraid of me?"
Looking at the seventh young master, Mo Wentian's lips curled up with disdain.
"Afraid of you?"
"snort… "
The young man snorted coldly, and then said with an evil look on his face: "Boy, if you lie to me, then I will cut off your limbs and throw you on the street!"
"Cut off limbs?"
A cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
This seventh young master has no hatred against him. Besides, Mo Wentian is here to give clues to the saint, so this seventh young master is good.
Kill him directly!
It can be said to be extremely vicious!
"Don't worry, Seventh Young Master, if I, Mo Wentian, don't have any clues!"
"I don't dare to come either!"
Looking at the seventh young master, Mo Wentian said with a smile.
"Hmph, you know what's going on!"
The seventh young master had a look of contempt in his eyes. He was the seventh young master of the Jiuyou Clan. Although his cultivation was forcibly improved, he was still in this Celestial City.
Who dares to touch him
"Boy, tell me!"
The young man took a step forward, only half a foot away from Mo Wentian.
Looking at Mo Wentian, he shouted coldly.