"He Motian, Zi Mo."
Mou Qi smiled calmly, nodded to the two uninvited guests, and said, "Long time no see."
As both are high-ranking gods, they naturally know each other.
There are many gods in the vast galaxy, but there are only dozens of high-level gods. Each one of them is a great figure with a great reputation.
And Hermotian has always been a leader among the high-ranking gods and is extremely famous.
This is because he, Hermotian, was not born into the demon clan, but he used the true magic skills to join the ranks of the great demon gods and was an alien in the outer universe.
Because of this, he, the great demon god, suffered a lot of criticism among the demons.
Many demon gods of the demon clan do not recognize his identity as the Great Demon God, and have repeatedly used He Motian's identity as an excuse.
However, after the fall of the Lord of Demons, the demons and demon gods began to fall apart, and were attacked by their former enemies together.
On the contrary, it was this great demon god who came from the giant tribe who used extraordinary means to reintegrate the scattered demon gods.
The demons and demon gods did not fall into despair due to the demise of the Lord of Demons, and were able to defend the remaining 26 demon realms. He Motian made an indispensable contribution to this.
At this point, Hermotian, the great demon god from the giant clan, also won the trust of those demon gods.
Mou Qi knew how powerful He Motian was, and was also aware of Zi Mo's methods.
Seeing the two of them coming over, He suddenly became polite and said with a smile: "I didn't come here to snatch the chance of Purgatory from you two. It's like this, Han Yi and I have some old things to settle, so I came to take a look."
"Han Yi?" He Motian looked amused.
Hearing that the other party was only doing it for the Goddess Han Jing and had no other plans, he immediately felt relieved.
He first winked at Zi Mo with the face that was facing Zi Mo, and then spoke to Mou Qi's face: "We heard that you were here, and we thought we would come to see you. Alas, our affairs in Purgatory are not going smoothly. Luo Shen, a body has also descended down there, and we both listen to Him for now."
He Motian brought up Luo Hongyan to tell Mou Qi that even if he had other ideas, he should consider the importance of Luo Hongyan, the master.
"Haha, I'm really not interested in Purgatory, don't get me wrong." Mou Qi explained with a smile.
He had a pleasant conversation with Hermitage.
Zi Mo, who was also a high-ranking god, was not familiar with Him in the past. He did not interrupt Him, but just looked at the Hanjing Divine Platform where Mou Qi was with surprise.
"Birds of a feather." Yingyue cursed in her heart.
He originally thought that the two high-ranking gods, Hemotian and Zimo, would have some grudge against Mouqi and would be dissatisfied with Mouqi's arrival.
This way, He and Han Yi can also deal with it.
I didn't expect that He Motian and Mou Qi would be so familiar with each other and they were always smiling while talking.
"Yingyue, thank you for your help during this period." Han Yi sighed beside Him, with a look of sadness on her brows, and said, "You will take care of the things we have in common. I will leave with Mou Qi."
He accepted his fate.
He does not have a strong backing. Even if he has collected enough divine crystals and artifacts, he will be powerless as long as Mou Qi is unwilling to write it off.
After He Motian and Zi Mo came over, they immediately felt relieved when they heard that Mou Qi came because of him.
Their attitude clearly shows that they will stand on Mouqi's side.
In this situation, what else can He and Yingyue do
Now that things have come to this, I won’t let Yingyue suffer with me. I’ll just take on the responsibility myself.
"There will be a way. We have gained a lot. I think..."
Yingyue lowered her voice and tried to persuade her not to lose heart and despair.
"Master Muqi!" Han Yi suddenly raised her voice, as if she had finally made up her mind, and said sadly: "I will go with you!"
"Isn't that right?" Mu Qi nodded with a smile, and said in front of He Motian and Zi Mo: "You know what my status is in the spirit race. If you leave this damn place with me, you will have the hope of becoming a high-ranking god in the future. Isn't that better than what you are doing now?"
"Haha, what of your gains can compare to the treasures in my treasury?"
He heard Yingyue's words, but he had no interest at all. He looked down upon the divine tools collected by the middle-level gods.
"Yes, Mouqi..." He Motian echoed.
Suddenly, in the depths of his soul, a strange thought arose.
This thought came so suddenly that when he noticed it, it quickly grew stronger and could no longer be suppressed.
He suddenly had a feeling, as if another will and thought had penetrated him, causing his many demon souls to surge abnormally, creating waves of the soul that did not belong to him.
"Wait a minute." He Motian suddenly said, "Mou Qi, what do you mean by taking Han Yi away?"
Zi Mo was stunned for a moment, and finally interrupted with a strange look in his eyes: "He Motian, you should be less curious about things that have nothing to do with you, and you should be less curious about the reasons."
Mou Qi's dominance and Han Yi's sadness and reluctance all speak volumes.
Zi Mo roughly guessed what was going on.
But Han Yi is not a ghost god, and has never had any friendship with him. He will not make enemies with Mou Qi for Han Yi.
"Haha, Han Yi was able to become a middle-level god because of my help. He owes me, so isn't it natural for me to lead him back to my star field?" Mu Qi also thought that He Motian was just curious, and he still had a smile on his face.
"What if I don't want to?" He Motian sneered.
Mu Qi was stunned, as if he had recognized Him all over again, and said, "Hemotian, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Know."
The three faces of Hermotian all had the same expression.
Under the extremely shocked gazes of Zi Mo, Ying Yue and the Sun God, He said domineeringly: "I want you to give Han Yi freedom. Do you understand now?"
Mu Qi's face turned cold: "Are you serious?"
"I'm serious." He Motian said again.
"Good! You, Hermotian, actually want to snatch a woman from me!" Mu Qi nodded, and a staff inlaid with many gems appeared in his hand.
His sleeves, forehead, corners of his eyes, and arms were suddenly burning with nine-colored divine fire.
In the Moon Temple, there are cold flames, blazing flames, soul-annihilating flames, and vibrant flames, spreading outward from the divine fire on His body.
"He Motian, you'd better think clearly about who is behind me!"
Mou Qi made threats.
He knew very well that although they were both high-ranking gods, he might not be a match for Hermotian.
And in the galaxy above this strange fog, there are many demons, including many of Hemotan’s subordinates.
He can't gain any advantage here.
So, He brought out the Lord behind Him.
"If that person is going to stand up for you, Mouqi, for such a trivial matter, I will consider myself unlucky." He Motian grinned, pointed outside, and said, "Mouqi, do you want to go outside and fight with me?"
“No need.”
Mu Qi looked at Him deeply, retracted the Nine-Colored Divine Fire, and the Divine Staff disappeared into his body. He said, "Hemotian, I will stay here for a while."
"From our spirit race, other gods will come and participate in this strange change above the sea of fog."
"He Motian, this is trouble you brought upon yourself."
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(End of this chapter)