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Zhao Tianji shook his head gently, and said lightly, "From what you just said, you can tell that you are not actually a Holy Knight."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yun's heart jumped, and he secretly shouted badly, after all, he was still too young, and the deception was too superficial.

The divine power in Wu Zetian's body was running wildly, and it was obvious that he was ready to attack at any moment.

"However, I'm still a very cautious person." Zhao Tianji changed his tone and said, "Even though you are very likely not from the Holy Realm.

As a precaution, I still plan to find out your identity tomorrow before I do anything to you. "

Having said that, Zhao Tianji turned around and walked out of the room, not at all worried that he would be attacked by Wu Zetian with his back to Wu Zetian.

"Send them to another hospital and take good care of them."

"Yes." Several big men in the room replied respectfully, and at the same time made a gesture of invitation to Mo Yun and Wu Zetian.

"Well, now that Zhao Tianji is gone, use your stealth ability to escape." Mo Yun approached Wu Zetian and whispered to Wu Zetian.

"No." Wu Zetian smiled bitterly: "We have been locked by dozens of spiritual senses now, even if I become invisible, they will shoot without hesitation."

"Let's go." Mo Yun shrugged helplessly, his face full of frustration.

The next day, outside the living room of the Zhao family, two little boys were chatting and discussing.

"Who are you talking about? My father said it so seriously, let's walk lightly, let alone play."

A child cautiously glanced at the Zhao family's living room and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Shh, keep your voice down, I heard that this guest is from the Sanctuary Temple." Another boy carefully glanced around before whispering.

Holy world, temple.

These four words seemed to have a kind of magical power, which made the little boy who was still dissatisfied and muttered instantly shut his mouth.

"I heard that that person is called A Yin. He is the most talented and the youngest Holy Knight in our temple."

The little boy cast a glance at the young man in the living room, his face full of admiration.

"Hi." Hearing this, the other little boy couldn't help taking a breath, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

In the living room, Zhao Tianji, who was arrogant and arrogant in front of Mo Yun and the two yesterday, was cautiously looking at a young man in front of him and asked humbly.

"I dare to ask the Holy Knights, what is wrong with giving up such precious time to our little Zhao family?"

It had to be said that Zhao Tianji was able to become a candidate for the patriarch, and it was not without reason. Just a word, a flattery slapped A Yin on his body.

"Zhao Tianji, I came to see you because I have something important to do." Zhao Tianji sat down on the stool, paused, and said.

"Have you heard what happened yesterday?"

"What happened yesterday?"

Zhao Tianji was stunned for a moment, and the old butler next to him saw this scene and whispered in Zhao Tianji's ear.

"Master, yesterday, a mysterious powerhouse rescued a death sentence named Moyun, and he also claimed to be the master of Moyun."

"His." In just a few short sentences, it revealed a lot of information, which made Zhao Tianji gasp for breath, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Could it be that the devil cloud is the one who opposes the forces of the Holy Realm?"

The old butler nodded solemnly.

Zhao Tianji's expression was not only a little dazed. Stayed in place for a long time.

"Okay, Zhao Tianji, I'm not looking for you now to talk about this." A Yin's light voice interrupted Zhao Tianji, who was in a trance.

"According to our investigation, that Demon Cloud is from your Zhao family."

Hearing this, Zhao Tianji, who had just recovered from his trance, couldn't help shivering, and his head was about to explode.

What? Our Zhao family?

Zhao Tianji thumped and knelt heavily on the ground.

"Ping ping pong pong." Zao Wou-Ki kept kowtowing his head, each time he smashed the hard floor into a pit, and the blood on his forehead instantly dyed the ground red.

But Zhao Tianji didn't mean to stop at all, because Zhao Tianji knew that once the Zhao family was labeled as a villain, everyone in the Zhao family would be worse off than dead.

"Injustice, our Zhao family is loyal to the Holy Realm, and will never have the slightest disobedience. Please, Lord Holy Realm Knight, be sure to look carefully."

Zhao Tianji begged. With that miserable appearance, where is the candidate for the patriarch on the top?

A Yin squatted down, looked at Zhao Tianji who was kneeling on the ground, and said expressionlessly: "That Demon Cloud has the humble blood of the Demon Race left on his body,

And he used to be a foreign surname of your Zhao family. "

Having said that, Ayin paused.

"According to my inference, Mo Yun will definitely come to seek revenge for Zhao Xing and Zhao Hun of your Zhao family. Please pay attention to me, will there be any suspicious people sneaking in from your Zhao family recently."

Hearing A Yin's words, Zhao Tianji seemed to have thought of something, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

He suddenly remembered that there were indeed two strangers in black robes who came to the Zhao family last night. If it wasn't for her Zhao Tianji practicing a kind of perception magic, maybe she wouldn't be able to find these two strangers.

"Pay more attention in the past few days. If I can find these two people and hand them over to our holy world, not only will I not pursue the faults of your Zhao family,

Moreover, I can also give you Zhao's qualifications to participate in the selection meeting of the Holy Knights. "

Ayin didn't notice Zhao Tianji's strangeness, and lightly offered her own conditions.

Holy Knight Selection.

When these words entered Zhao Tianji's ears, Zhao Tianji's whole body was shocked. Suddenly looking up, his eyes became greedy and fiery.

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"you're awake?"

Mo Yun opened his eyes and heard a cold voice entering his ears.

Mo Yun touched the cold floor, looked at Wu Zetian who was sitting in the **, and sighed softly, his face slumped.

"I'm your master now anyway, and you let me sleep on the floor, and I slept all night."

Wu Zetian stood up and put the black robe on his delicate body. Even with a wide black robe, it still couldn't hide Wu Zetian's Miaoman's curves.

"Hurry up and put on the black robe, otherwise it will be easy for people to find out your identity."

"Well." Mo Yun reluctantly put the black robe on his body.

"Squeak." At this moment, the door of the room was gently pushed open. A young man about the size of Mo Yun appeared in front of Mo Yun and Wu Zetian.

Mo Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and an angry killing intent poured out of Mo Yun's heart.

It was Zhao Xing who appeared at the door.