Ocean

  Mo's eyebrows raised as he flashed a faint, inexplicable smile. "Still thinking about Ling Qingluo? Hmph, if you don't want to, then forget it."

  As soon as she finished speaking, she left his arms.

  No lingering attachment whatsoever.

  Nangong Duchen seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just watched her back fade into the distance...

  A slight disappointment in his heart.

  Can't this make him agree?

  She really underestimated Ling Qingluo's influence on Nan Gong Du Chen.

  Night has its own beauty.

  She appeared in a long black dress that reached her knees at the headquarters of the tide. At this moment, she sat in the position of the master who belonged to her, exuding an aura of loneliness and majesty, with a regal demeanor.

  "What's going on? You sounded so urgent when you asked me to come back."

  Yan Li Xue slightly furrowed her brow, "According to reliable sources, the people from 'Night' have already found out the specific location of our headquarters. And today, one of the masters is coming back."

  Mo Zhi gently raised an eyebrow and put on a mask. "Don't tell me you can't handle it."

  She held a miniature voice changer in her mouth.

  Yan Tingxue gently shook her head, her expression calm and serene.

  "No, I just don't want to deal with it myself."

  She also wore a mask as she spoke.

  Mo Zhi glanced at Yan Tingxue, unsure of what to say. "Yu Shao, now that you're here, don't hide anymore. Our sect has been waiting for a long time."

  Miao Hanyu appeared in the hall like a ghost, a smile playing on his lips. "The insight of Patriarch Zhao is indeed admirable."

  Mo Zhi's eyes sparkled as he raised a faint, inexplicable smile and said: "What's this? Young Master Yu has come to our sect with something on his mind? I hope you're not just here to make small talk. Or perhaps...you've also come for that ring?"

  Who doesn't know that the famous leader of the Tsai sect has a precious ring worth a city on his hand? Moreover, that ring is also paired with Ye's ring. Whoever gets both rings can dominate the entire underworld.

  "This sect hasn't even gone to take the Night Ring, yet you've already set your sights on the ring on my hand. Do you really think this sect is easy to bully?! Come, send them off!" Mu Zhi's smile was shallow, with an undisguised chill in his tone.

  As soon as Mu Zhi's words fell, dozens of guns were aimed at Mu Hao Yu and fired simultaneously.

  But how could these people be Mo Yu's opponents? In just a few breaths, dozens of people fell to the ground. Mo Zhiyao glanced at him lightly, after all, she still had to take action...

  She lazily sat on the seat, her hands continuously popping out eight silver needles wrapped with threads. The upper, Mu Zhiyao manipulated the eight silver needles, while Mu Haoyu dodged them in a flustered manner.

  Finally, he seized the opportunity and swiftly reached for his waist, pulling out the exquisite handgun holstered at his side, taking aim at Mu Zhiyao.

  As he was about to pull the trigger, a silver needle pierced his wrist. Instantly, he felt his whole body go limp and fainted.

  "Whoosh——" Mu Zhiyin withdrew her eight silver needles and glanced at Yan Lingshu beside her, "Lingshu, you're not afraid he'll hurt me, are you?"

  "Hurt you?" Yan Tingxue raised an eyebrow, her delicate face a picture of calmness. "He's not capable of that yet. I just find him too annoying." Yan Tingxue removed her mask and tossed it aside.

  Mo Zhi splashed water on his face, took off his mask and threw away the voice changer, saying: "You've been caught, San Ju."

  Miao Hua Yu vaguely saw the face of Mu Zhi Tai, but he couldn't be certain. After that, what happened, he had no idea at all.