The cat demon in Douluo world

"Hurry up and do some exercise to heal your injuries and absorb the medicine in your body."

Mo Wen took the medicine bowl, ignored the witch, and walked aside to meditate.

Three hours later, the witch opened her eyes. Her complexion seemed to be a lot more rosy, her eyes were clear, and her appearance was much brighter. The effect of the bowl of medicine was indeed very powerful. She could feel her internal injuries healing little by little. recover.

She glanced at Mo Wen, thought for a moment, and then said lightly: "Tell me, why did you save me?"

The witch's eyes were very clear, and she looked at Mo Wen so quietly, making it difficult for him to avoid her gaze.

Mo Wen knew it was time for a showdown. He walked up to the witch, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's your name?"

"You seem to have not answered my question yet." The witch lowered her eyes with an indifferent expression.

"Then let me ask you, how can you practice Jiuyin Divine Art and Taiyin Claw, and what is your relationship with Mingjiao?"

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became serious. He still doesn't understand how many remaining forces there are in the Ming Cult, what is the situation of those forces, and what position is the witch in front of him if she is a member of the Ming Cult.

"What did you say"

When the witch heard this, her body stiffened slightly, her pupils tightened, and her whole body suddenly became cold. Looking at Mo Wen, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

How could he know that she had practiced Jiuyin Divine Art and even Taiyin Claw? How could he know her so well? Could it be that he had investigated her before and saved her? It was not a coincidence. It is very likely that this person did it intentionally

Immediately, a sense of vigilance arose in her heart, and she even began to associate Mo Wen with the Changtian Sect. The latest chapter of My Shared Female Boss.

"Don't get excited or doubt anything. It's just unnecessary. I'm not interested in you, I just want to know something."

Mo Wen smiled and said that he was not surprised by the witch's transformation. After all, the Nine-yin Divine Art was the best in the world. He could not tell others casually that he had practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art and the Nine-Yin Divine Art.

That's why he didn't say anything about Mingjiao at first. But it’s only brought up now.

"Who the hell are you"

The witch looked at Mo Wen with an indifferent expression, her eyes filled with confusion, how could she believe him so easily.

Mo Wen pondered for a moment, hesitating whether to say it or not. He has always been confused about the Ming Cult. Now there is finally someone who may be related to the Ming Cult. It would be a pity if he couldn't ask anything.

Although Gujiabao is also a remnant of the Ming Cult, its level is too low after all. He definitely didn't know much, so Mo Wen had no intention of knowing anything from Gujiabao.

But the witch in front of him is obviously very sensitive to this matter. If he can't find a convincing reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get anything from her.

"I am also a member of the Ming Cult," Mo Wen thought for a while and said.

"Which Mingjiao force do you belong to?"

The witch looked at Mo Wen expressionlessly, as if she still didn't believe him. The alertness between his brows has not diminished at all.

"Well, there are many branches of the Ming Cult. I have lived in the mountains since I was a child. I only know that I am a member of the Ming Cult. I don't know that there are other branches of the Ming Cult. If you can tell me, I am very curious."

Mo Wen blinked his eyes, looking very curious.

"Stop pretending, you are not from the Ming Cult at all."

The witch sneered. She didn't know the current situation of the Mingjiao. Even if they were members of the Mingjiao, they would probably be very marginalized forces. Those forces. Many people have forgotten the origin of Mingjiao and are no longer a force of Mingjiao at all.

She had been in the world for so many years, how could she not see that Mo Wen was trying to trick her.

"Who says I am not a member of the Ming Cult? I am not a member of the Ming Cult. Then there is no Ming Cult at all."

The corner of Mo Wen's mouth twitched, knowing that this woman was not easy to fool. It’s not good for a woman to be too smart, it’s too sad

"Not ashamed to speak."

The witch snorted coldly. Who did he think he was? Without him, there would be no Mingjiao. Did he think he was the leader of the Mingjiao?

"I forgot to tell you that I am actually the leader of the Ming Cult."

Mo Wen smiled and said, although he is just a bare leader now, he is also a leader, right?

When the witch heard this, her expression suddenly brightened, and she rolled her eyes speechlessly. It was a joke that there were such people in the world, but she couldn't laugh.

The Ming Cult has not had a leader for hundreds of years. A person who came out of nowhere and said that he is the leader of the Ming Cult is simply laughable. He is the leader of the Pheasant Cult.

"Do not believe"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "The Supreme Saint of Martial Arts."

The witch turned her head to the side, not bothering to talk to this lunatic. She wasn't even interested in talking to Mo Wen now. All she could think about was waiting for the injury to get better and quickly making that bastard disappear before her eyes.

"If you don't believe it, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Mo Wen originally wanted to threaten the witch, but then he thought about it. It seemed that it was not the style of a gentleman to threaten a woman. He was a gentleman after all and could not do such a thing of bullying.

He closed his mouth and thought for a moment, then walked up to the witch and turned her body around to face him.

"What do you want to do"

The witch struggled for a moment, but did not open Mo Wen's hands, and suddenly looked at him with some shock and anger.

"I want to discuss something with you." Mo Wen raised his eyebrows.

Why are you making such a fuss? He won't eat her. It's puzzling that he, a gentleman, would do something wrong.

"What are you asking for?" the witch frowned.

"You answer my question first and answer it. Then I will prove to you that I am the leader of the Ming Cult." Mo Wen winked at the witch and said.

"what is the problem"

The witch frowned slightly, and she understood what this bastard was going through, if it wasn't for the fact that his injury hadn't healed yet. She really wanted to slap this bastard away.

"Are you a member of the Ming Cult? If I were the leader of the Ming Cult, what would your attitude be towards me?"

Mo Wen said in a serious tone that now he didn't know what the remaining forces of the Ming Cult would do to the sudden appearance of the leader of the Ming Cult, so he never dared to tell the identity of the leader of the Ming Cult.

If the witch belongs to the Ming Cult. Then her attitude basically represents the attitude of some people in Mingjiao. After all, a witch with such a high level of cultivation should have a high status in the Ming Cult.

So now he still has to figure out some situations so that he can make preparations for the future.

"You seem to have two questions," the witch said with a wink.

"Just ask him a few questions and answer them quickly. Otherwise," Mo Wen said fiercely, almost threatening him.

"Mingjiao"

The witch smiled self-deprecatingly and said indifferently: "The Mingjiao happened hundreds of years ago and has long since disappeared into history. Even now, even if there are many remaining forces from the Mingjiao, most of them have established themselves as kings. There are probably not many people who can still remember the Ming Cult."

"Since you know that I have practiced Jiuyin Divine Art, you also know that I must be connected with the Mingjiao, but now I am just a lonely person. It can be said that I am a member of the Mingjiao, or I can say that I am not. As for my attitude towards the leader of the Mingjiao, I can What attitude?”

The witch shrugged. The Mingjiao and other things had long been blurred, who would still remember them. As for the leader of the Ming Cult, what attitude can a non-existent person have towards him? Even if the leader of the Ming Cult does appear, what does it have to do with her.

Don't ask what you heard. He frowned slightly, the current situation of the remaining forces of the Ming Cult was within his expectation.

In this way, if he wants to gather the remaining forces of the Mingjiao and rebuild the Mingjiao orthodoxy, it will definitely be difficult and difficult. Chang Qingfeng gave him a task that was not easy to complete.

The highest cohesion of a sect is faith, a common belief. If the initial faith disappears, then the sect will also disappear. Even if it still exists. That is also in name only.

"You have practiced the Jiuyin Divine Art and the Taiyin Claw, which are unique skills that can only be practiced by saints of the Mingjiao. In any case, you have practiced the Mingjiao's unparalleled secrets, and you will not deny your identity as a Mingjiao."

Don't pretend to be a big talker. Guiding the witch's thoughts.

"What does it have to do with whether I admit that I am a member of the Mingjiao religion or not?"

The witch glanced at Mo Wen. She was really impatient with Mo Wen's idiotic questions. Why was this person in front of her so noisy? If it had been before, she would have slapped him away.

"Since you have admitted that you are a member of the Ming Cult, that's good. As a member of the Ming Cult, you should always listen to the words of the leader of the Ming Cult."

Mo Wen curled up his lips and laughed, and directly took the witch's words out of context and said that she recognized the identity of the Ming Cult.

"Then you said that you are the leader of the Ming Cult and you want me to listen to you in the future."

The witch looked at Mo Wen as if she was neurotic. There are still people like this in the world who fool a three-year-old child.

"clever."

Mo Wen gave the witch a thumbs up and kept nodding, as if he agreed with her words.

The witch in front of her is quite capable. If she can trick him into following her, it will definitely be a big help.

But he obviously overestimated his own IQ and underestimated the IQ of others.

"If you say you are the leader of the Ming Cult, then you are the leader of the Ming Cult."

The witch felt speechless and powerless in her heart. Facing such a person, she felt that her ability to endure had broken through several realms. Although she did not want to endure it, she had to endure it as a last resort.

"I can prove it to you. If I prove it, then you will obey me in the future."

Mo Wen said with a smile on his face, as if he was kidnapping a child.

"Then you prove it."

The witch simply didn't believe what proof Mo Wen could produce. Don't talk about him, for hundreds of years, no one can prove that he is the leader of the Ming Cult. Otherwise, how could the remaining forces of the Ming Cult be in the current situation? There would have been a big battle, fighting with each other, and no matter who won in the end, they would be merge into one.

But the problem is that the tokens of the leader of the Ming Cult have long been lost. Whether it is the Holy Fire Order or the Nine-Yang Divine Art, they have disappeared for hundreds of years.

And only if you have these two things, can you say that you are the leader of the Ming Cult.

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