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Chapter 397 The Wrath of the Headmaster

"What do you mean?" Mo Qianxun said furiously: "If you don't explain it to me today, I will arrest you and beat you up."

"What does it mean?" Fang Lie sneered: "After I took charge of the Iron-Bi Jincheng, I only found a mountain of supervision tokens in the warehouse, but those salvage monks did not have any of the so-called supervision. It was nothing. You understand?"

"Ah" Mo Qianxun's face suddenly changed drastically, and he couldn't help but curse: "These damn bastards."

Obviously, Fang Lie could not lie, so since he said it, it must be the fact. In other words, over the years, Mo Qianxun has actually lived in lies. How could he bear it?

"You know now that the Bai family is a bastard, what did you go earlier?" Fang Lie cursed.

Mo Qianxun was scolded and blushed, ashamed and angry, but had no power to refute.

In desperation, he had to change the subject and said, "How heavy are the losses?"

"It's not too much, it's almost equivalent to the high-level material output of Tiebi Jincheng for more than a thousand years." Fang Lie sneered: "In terms of conversion, it's only worth more than ten eighth-level magic weapons?"

"Damn it," Mo Qianxun was stunned and then shouted: "This is impossible. They must hand over a lot of high-level materials every year, otherwise there will be too much difference. I have already discovered that in this case, how could the loss be so heavy?"

"They are indeed making small fuss, and at most they embezzled one-third of the total output, or even less." Fang Lie sneered: "More than ten years ago, Tiebi Jincheng encountered a once-in-a-thousand-year explosion. Even if the mountain protection array was automatically opened and suppressed, tens of thousands of people died. And that explosion also carried a huge amount of high-level materials, which lasted for more than half a month before gradually returning to normal. I asked someone to estimate that the number of high-level materials that appeared in just that big explosion was equivalent to the thousand-year output of Tiebi Jincheng."

"Is there such a thing?" Mo Qianxun was stunned and couldn't help but curse: "Damn bastard, I actually hid it from me. I actually knew nothing like an idiot."

"That's why I call you a silly man," Fang Lie said sarcastically.

Mo Qianxun's face turned red, but he couldn't say anything. In the end, he could only say hatefully: "Come back first. It's been more than ten years since the incident happened, and things will definitely not be found. Even if we destroy the sword castle at this time, we will not take the big reason. Instead, it will be a bad thing and may even trigger a sect war. This is a bit of a loss."

"I know the importance of it," Fang Lie sneered: "If it is just some ordinary high-end magical materials, it can be regarded as feeding dogs, but what if it is for this thing?"

As he said that, Fang Lie illuminated his spirit and showed him

"The essence of divine? Three feet long? Priceless treasure." Mo Qianxun is worthy of being a knowledgeable person. He recognized this treasure at once. He was shocked and hurriedly said: "What do you mean? Did the sword castle get a piece of divine essence from us?"

"I torture those bastards these days and have received reliable news." Fang Lie said solemnly: "The explosion more than ten years ago has produced two divine essences. The big piece was secretly hidden by the gang leader in the Tiebi Jincheng. I destroyed them and chased them back. As for the other piece, it was sent to the sword castle. I guess that the bastard in the sword castle will not be honestly handed over to Dong Kunlun, and it is still in his hands, so I will destroy the sword castle at all costs. But you, you, are still here to tell me some great truth."

"Go to his uncle's reason," Mo Qianxun roared directly: "Fang Lie, you can fight me, kill me, if you can't beat me, just pester me first, I'll support you immediately, I'll destroy the sword castle."

A piece of divine essence is a major event that concerns whether he can become the number one person in the world. Faced with such a divine talent, any price is worth it, and it doesn’t matter if he gets into evil with Dong Kunlun.

Fang Lie waved his hand and said, "You don't need to take action. Master Bird said, this time, you must have a look at Dong Kunlun."

"Ah? Master Bird took action?" Mo Qianxun was overjoyed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll feel relieved. In short, I must recover my spirit."

"I know you should go there." Fang Lie nodded, then slapped the water curtain in front of him.

Fang Lie's actions were extremely unreasonable, but Mo Qianxun did not think it was at all. Instead, he showed a hint of joy. That was the essence of the spirit. As long as he got the hand, he would have infinite magic power to squander. Becoming the number one person in the world is just around the corner

When Mo Qianxun contacted Fang Lie, he kept his eyes closed, as if he was entering a meditation. Everyone could only see his face, sometimes angry, sometimes surprised, sometimes murderous intent.

Although everyone was confused, they did not dare to disturb them. They could only resist their curiosity and wait quietly.

After finally waiting for Mo Qianxun to open his eyes, the head of the Bai family couldn't wait to say, "Senior Brother, has Fang Lie pleaded guilty?"

Mo Qianxun glanced at him in disgust, then treated him as air, turned his face and asked Bai Tianxing lightly: "How long have you been in the Iron Bi Jincheng?"

"It's enough for a hundred years." Bai Tianxing hurriedly and seriously: "So I know everything about the situation there, and there is nothing to hide from me."

"Oh? It's actually like that, haha, that's great. I happen to have something to verify with you," Mo Qianxun suddenly said with a smile.

Bai Tianxing instinctively realized something was wrong, but now he could only bite the bullet and say, "But I don't know what's going on?"

"It was something that happened in the Iron Bi Jincheng more than ten years ago." Mo Qianxun said with a smile: "Do you still remember?"

"This" Bai Tianxing trembled all over when he heard this, his face turned pale. He subconsciously looked at the head of the Bai family, obviously asking for help.

The head of the Bai family instantly grew white-haired sweat, but in the face of Mo Qianxun's shrewd gaze, he did not dare to express anything, for fear of being seen, so he could only stand there like a piece of wood.

At this time, the others also saw something was wrong. Bai Tianxing had just said that he knew Tiebi Jincheng well, but the head teacher asked him with a word, and he had to go to the head of the family for help.

In the eyes of these shrewd Thunder Tribulation True People, this is undoubtedly just a matter of not asking for advice. It means there must be something wrong with it.

Mo Qianxun waited for a long time, but did not see Bai Tianxing answering, so he said unhappily: "What? Why don't you talk anymore? Aren't you familiar with Tiebi Jincheng? Can this little thing still stump you?"

"No, I'm just thinking carefully." Bai Tianxing hurriedly replied, "But I thought about it for a long time, but I can't remember what happened more than ten years ago?"

"So that's the case. It seems that your head is really a big problem." Mo Qianxun's face gradually became cold, and he then said murderously: "Since that's the case, what else do you want?"

While speaking, Mo Qianxun raised his hand and slapped his palm.

His palm looked like there was no fireworks, nor any magical fluctuations or divine lights were generated. However, just after the palm was slapped, the fire catastrophe real man Bai Tianxing suddenly exploded with a loud bang.

It was as if a divine thunder was detonated in his body, and it was blown into powder, blood foam, minced meat, and bones on the spot, especially the head of the Bai family, whose head was covered in blood on his face, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

"Ah" The real people present were so scared that they all took a breath of air conditioning, and they were almost stunned.

You know, Mo Qianxun is a very kind person. He has been in charge of the sect for so many years and has always been relaxed and rarely executed. The only senior executive who he ordered to be executed was only the Fengjie True Man. That guy was too guilty of betraying the information of the Momen.

Bai Tianxing, the dignified Fire Tribulation True Man, and a person with great status in the Mo Sect, was beaten to death by Mo Qianxun with one palm, and it was even powdered. It can be seen how the master of this good man is so angry?

Although I don’t know what happened, everyone who knew Mo Qianxun had a great understanding of him still realized that there must be a big problem with the Bai family this time, otherwise they would not be so angry that the leader even started killing the Fire Tribulation True Man.

Among all of these people, the head of the Bai family was undoubtedly the most shocking one. He stared at Mo Qianxun and couldn't believe that this was true. Bai Tianxing is the direct descendant of the Bai family. He is the nephew of the head of the Bai family. He just slapped him to death. Even if he was the head of the school, he could not be so excessive?

So the head of the Bai family immediately said in grief and anger: "Senior Brother, what crime did Tianxing commit? Do you want to take such a cruel action?"

"Don't you know? Or ask me knowingly?" Mo Qianxun said viciously: "Or, do you still treat me like an idiot?"

"This" the head of the Bai family was stunned and then realized that this time it was impossible to fool it, so he could only say helplessly: "If it was for the matter more than ten years ago, you could punish him. Isn't it just a little bit of material? Why did he kill him? No matter what, he is also the direct descendant of the Bai family and a pillar of the Mo Sect? He has made great contributions to the sect even if he is wrong, he will not die, right?"

"Haha, he has made great contributions to the sect? Tell me, what contributions did he make? Why don't I know?" Mo Qianxun sneered.

"This, he, he has been stationed in Tiebi Jincheng for hundreds of years. He has worked hard even without any contribution, right?" The head of the Bai family said with a tough bullet.

As a direct disciple of aristocratic family, I find a way to escape when I have difficulties, but actively snatch it when I have benefits. In this case, how can the Baitianxing have much credit to me? The only highlight is that it is the city where the sect is stationed outside.

However, after saying this, the head of the Bai family blushed.

Mo Qianxun was even more angry and his face turned green. He couldn't help but curse: "Shut up and you really have the attitude to say that the bastard is corrupt and abused in Tiebi Jincheng and is scattered outside. After countless bastards, he not only has no mistakes, but he has made contributions, right?"

"Aren't you just a little greedy? Who isn't you greedy now? This is also a big deal?" The head of the Bai family said dissatisfied.

Not only did he not accept it, but the other thunder tribulation true people also looked disapproving. The descendants of these people also took charge of various industries of the sect, and anyone would be a little more greedy. If they were killed because of this, they would be in danger, so they would feel sympathy for the head of the Bai family.

But Mo Qianxun sneered and said angrily: "What a greedy person? The output of high-level materials in Tiebi Jincheng for thousands of years is only less than ten eighth-level magic weapons worth. Is this a little bit?"
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