Tang Jin said funnyly: "Old Mo has long been a Qingmen Xianke. All the things in the cycle of reincarnation are just passing by for you. How can you say that you suffer?"

The crazy old Jiu snorted, "Old man, even if I am a Qingmen Xianke, he is still a human being. He is not as heartless as you, and he can't be able to go without traces. The bird passes silently. Since you dare to come to see me, you should know that you are my bargaining chip for returning to Qingmen."

Tang Jin smiled, calmly not like talking to someone who was about to take him back. He slowly said, "Old Mo has been awarded, but you are too underestimating me. Your words are okay to deceive Mo Ran, how can it work for me?

The Yin-Yang Flute has always been in your hands. You have never used it for nine lifetimes. Mr. Mo, you entered the cycle of reincarnation. On the surface, you were punished to go back to me, but in fact, the drunken man’s intention is not in the bar? Let me guess what your original intention is...

Haha, it's Mo Ran?"

Finally, Tang Jin slowly spit out the two words. Although he was wearing a cloak, the Crazy Old Jiu still looked up nervously at the exit of the dark room. The movement was too obvious and he could not escape the eyes of Tang Jin, who was already observing.

He smiled more comfortably, and the crazy old Jiu snorted, "Bai Qilin, you don't understand at all."

Tang Jin said, "Old Mo, you have tried your best to enter the samsara to reincarnation just to find descendants of the Mo family. Now you have found it. Although the Yin-Yang Flute and the Four-Singed Ring of Cangyin are supporting objects, they have been cast since they were cast, and they have never been combined into one.

You have handed them all over to Mo Ran, Mr. Mo, no one knows, but I can see that this is the way you paved for Mo Ran, but now you can't control Mo Ran's way, because she is no longer Mo Ran who has nothing.

As for me, haha, you have given Mo Ran two magic weapons that might have trapped me in the end. Do you want to take me back again? It's simply a fool.

Tsk, but you didn’t plan to take me back to Qingmen like this, right? Mr. Mo can do so many things by himself, which shows Mr. Mo’s courage and courage. Although I don’t know what happened to the Mo family at the beginning, I know that once the demon ban is born, the world will change!

I think Mr. Mo probably knows it too? Who is the monster? Who is the forbidden one? Once it starts, it can't stop! Unless the Mo family disappears from now on! But Mr. Mo, this is not your original intention to cultivate Mo Ran, right?"

As he spoke, Tang Jin's relaxed tone somehow had a little more aggressive momentum. Crazy Lao Jiu didn't say a word, but the aura under the dark cloak seemed to be getting more and more gloomy.

When Crazy Old Nine was angry, he always yelled and jumped up and down. This was all Mo Ran had seen, but at this time, Crazy Old Nine's hoarse voice was extremely low, as if something was pressing on his soul, and he couldn't even feel relaxed.

"Bai Qilin, don't be polite!" said the crazy old Jiu.

Tang Jin said, "Old Mo, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? You're for the Mo family, I'm for myself. Coincidentally, we have a different path, so why don't we change the gameplay. This time I won't compete with you, I will compete with Mo Ran. If I lose, I won't want this freedom. Even if she wants a peaceful white Qilin, I will present it with both hands."

After listening for a long time, the Crazy Old Nine's breath was gloomy, but she never interrupted. At the end, she snorted in various ways: "It seems that you are prepared." It was obvious that she came to him for negotiations on her own initiative. It was really strange.

Tang Jin didn't care, "This is called insight. If you ask Mo Ran to notify me, isn't that what it means?"

Crazy Lao Jiu said, "It's okay to let you compete with Mo Ran, but you will definitely lose."

Tang Jin smiled, "That's not necessarily."
Chapter completed!