More than ten days passed quickly.

Mo Liancheng refined three ninth-grade spiritual pills and two eighth-grade spiritual pills.

Zhufeng is already messy in the wind. Who is this? He is simply a monster.

The last day of the game.

Mo Liancheng went out and replaced Xiao Mengmeng in. When Zhu Feng clearly saw Mo Liancheng disappear, he suddenly saw another "Mo Liancheng" coming in casually, he was so shocked that he almost fainted.

He is really old, dizzy... dizzy.

Xiao Mengmeng narrowed her peach blossom eyes, stared at the strange man in ancient times, and then walked around him.

...

After Mo Liancheng left, he also left the secret room. In the past half month, three more people had already come up to the seventh floor. Bai Shuiling had gone to the eighth floor in the morning, and there seemed to be an elder who also went up to the eighth floor. So Mo Liancheng put away the refined seventh-grade pill, but it was not passed.

The game is over.

According to the time, Mo Liancheng ranked third. Bai Shuiling was the first, and another Danta elder was the second.

Not long after, he met the old lunatic.

The old madman looked him up and down and sent a message: "What are you playing with? It took more than half a month to go on the seventh floor."

"Uh... let's keep a low profile."

"..." The old madman ignored him.

If they said that this time they wanted to keep a low profile, they wouldn't have a chance. The people on the other side would have set their sights on him. Just after thinking about it carefully, the old madman felt that something was right. It would be better if he didn't take the first place, he could sit in the mountain and watch the tiger fight for a while.

After registering, Mo Liancheng left the pagoda and left.

The old madman followed him, and now the old madman dared not let Mo Liancheng leave his sight for a moment.

The two of them went back directly.

Some people met and said hello or nodded on the way, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

After this ranking competition, the Dan God Conference will be held in three days.

Go in and close the door.

Mo Liancheng lay on the couch and took a rest, "I'm so tired, elder, please rest too."

"You are on the seventh floor, don't you sleep?" He thought the boy had been sleeping, but he seemed to have not had a rest for a long time and was so tired. "Now there is no one or no one to monitor you, you don't have to pretend."

"It's not that I'm pretending, I'm really tired." He has been refining elixirs in the Jiuxiao Tower. He hasn't had a rest yet. How can he not be tired? After thinking about it, Mo Liancheng took out a ninth-grade spiritual pill and another eighth-grade one. These two are all holy medicines that have been injured, and he handed them over to the old madman.

Soon, the old lunatic knew what he did.

But, I haven't had a sleep yet.

Someone came outside and spread it, saying that the tower master wanted to see Mo Liancheng.

When the old madman went out, Mo Liancheng didn't come out. He only heard the old madman say sarcastically: "The boy fell asleep lying when he came back. I guess he wouldn't wake up even if he thundered. Don't the Tower Master know that there are not many people who have been playing for a month without being tired?"

At this time, I came to ask someone to go over, and I clearly felt uneasy.

The old madman didn't want Mo Liancheng to go, and Mo Liancheng didn't want to go.

Sima Zhong's strength still makes Mo Liancheng worry, and it is not appropriate to have a head-on conflict with him at this moment.

If Mo Liancheng doesn't go to see Sima Zhong, it doesn't mean that Sima Zhong won't come.

That night, a figure quietly appeared in the hall.

The old madman suddenly opened his eyes while pretending to be a fool and looked at the door, "Who?"

"Senior brother, don't be fine."

"Ha, everyone is here in Danta, but they also said goodbye, it's so sad."
Chapter completed!