Chapter 120 Noticed Nanfan Temple has rented a high-rise building, and disciples from various sects are guarding downstairs. The upstairs was used as a meeting room, where the leaders and elders of various sects gathered at the moment, and the atmosphere was serious. It was not known what was mentioned, but the old man with white beard froze, and the paper in his hand filled with information about the second round of competition fell to the ground. Song Lian looked down, bent down, picked up the paper and put it back on the table. Some people looked at him in disbelief, and then slowly turned their gaze to Song Hui, whom they trusted and relied on more: "Immortal Lord, this matter——" He paused, his face slightly pale, and he stammered for a long time before uttering the second half of the sentence: "Jing Mo - is he really back?" Song Hui sat in the first seat, expressionless. He just glanced at the person who asked the question indifferently, then opened his palm and a communication talisman with an evil aura appeared in front of everyone. A familiar voice filled the entire meeting room: "Song Hui, are you sure your delicate daughter can kill me?" The tone of the communication talisman was actually not special. Apart from Jing Mo himself, they had also seen people with the same tone. It was just that they were too familiar with the evil aura and provocative tone attached to it. The owner of this voice brought a catastrophe to the three realms more than 20 years ago.
This evil demon that suddenly appeared was like a son of heaven. In the Three Realms, there were few people who could match him. As soon as Jing Mo's voice came out, the hall suddenly became quiet. Some people looked angry, some looked solemn, some were a little flustered, and a few people who had heard about this matter before had calm expressions. A young voice suddenly interrupted: "Forgive me for being so presumptuous." Song Hui and everyone else looked up and saw that the person who spoke was Mingji, who was standing behind Master Nanxiu, the abbot of Nanfan Temple. He was very young and was the only junior in the hall who was brought up with little experience. Mingji attracted everyone's attention, then bowed neither humbly nor arrogantly, and continued: "There seems to be a cause and effect between Jing Mo and Miss Jiang." Miss Jiang, the people present thought about it for a moment and realized that the Miss Jiang he was talking about was the daughter of Jiang Yu, who is currently in the limelight, the person sitting above. He actually asked what they wanted to ask. The people present had already noticed the daughter in Jing Mo's words, but due to Song Hui's identity, they did not hold on to it for the time being. Song Hui looked at him, and some emotion finally emerged in his cold eyes. "You should have noticed something." Song Hui said, "You should also have a lot of questions about my daughter, right?" His voice was flat, and no emotion could be heard. Only Song Lian, who was sitting next to him, could notice his clenched fists. "Besides me, Cangwu and Yunye are also standing behind this little girl." "In the past twenty years, most of the treasures of the three realms have flowed into the demon realm and the monster realm. In the end, most of them appeared in Jiang Yu's possession." "In the inner demon illusion, she turned her spiritual power into arrows. The spiritual power in her body seemed to never dry up, so she could use it as she pleased." "She has become famous in just a few months since she came down from the Liuyu Secret Realm." "Background, talent, luck, she has it all." Song Hui's eyes swept across the faces of the people present: "Everyone, does no one doubt this?" "Jing Mo is a man..." Song Lian finished his words, "In the past, he only possessed talent and luck, but he was able to stir up unrest in the three realms and intended to replace the way of heaven." "His lesson is still before our eyes. I think it is not difficult to guess why Heaven has given Jiang Yu these things again." (End of this chapter)