The cause of the past, today's fruit, the cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution is unhappy.

Last night, today's hatred, and the hatred is endless, and I'm afraid it will never end.

Nie Wushuang Mo Qingyu said, "Senior Brother Mo, what are your objections to the sect's judgment?"

Mo Qingyu looked at Nie Wushuang and sneered, her eyes full of contempt, and said coldly: "No objection!"

Nie Wushuang said, "Okay." After saying that, he turned to Deacon Sun and said, "Deacon Sun, Senior Brother Mo has a close relationship with me. I want... I will personally send him a spirit stone."

Deacon Sun didn't think too much, so he picked up the storage bag containing three spirit stones from the side and handed it to Nie Wushuang's hand.

Nie Wushuang looked at Mo Qingyu and said loudly: "Please ask Senior Brother Mo to come forward to collect the spirit stone."

Mo Qingyu was already at the front of the line. At this time, he took two steps and reached the bottom of the stairs. He looked at Nie Wushuang who was standing on the stairs, staring at him with his eyes tightly.

Nie Wushuang flipped the list in his hand and said, "Hey, I'll take a look at the situation of a pair of Senior Brother Mo to see if I should be rewarded with Senior Brother Mo's spirit stone." He said, and waved to let the servant who introduced each disciple's specific deeds to show him the notes. The notes were extremely thick, and the hundreds of people on the steps were naturally many books for this month's assessment. When Nie Wushuang reached out to get it, his hand holding the storage bag accidentally fell on the third step in front of him, just in front of Mo Qingyu.

Nie Wushuang seemed to have not paid attention. After taking the notes that recorded Mo Qingyu, he opened it and looked at it and said, "I'm so sorry, Senior Brother Mo, the master and the guardian have already set a reward. Although I have a close relationship with you, I really can't reward you anymore. Please ask Senior Brother Mo to get the spirit stone." As he said that, he said loudly: "Next, Zhang Lei, I will read the situation of Zhang Lei myself..."

Mo Qingyu's voice suddenly came: "What's wrong? Are you asking me to pick it up by myself?"

Nie Wushuang heard Mo Qingyu's voice, then quickly took the note book away, looked at Mo Qingyu standing under the steps, and then hurriedly said, "Oh, sorry, Senior Brother Mo, I just dropped your storage bag containing spirit stones on the ground. Look at my hand..." As he said, lit the note book in his left hand, and lit the roster of his right hand, and continued, "There are too many things, so please help Brother Mo pick it up by himself, right?"

Mo Qingyu looked at the storage bag that fell on the third step in front of him. If he bowed to pick it up, it would have become a gesture of saluting Nie Wushuang who was standing in front of him. At this time, he could not understand Nie Wushuang's ghost tricks. His eyes suddenly burst into anger and he could no longer help but scold, "Nie Wushuang, you dare to play with me? Are you looking for death?"

Before Mo Qingyu could finish his speech, a black shadow flashed.

"Bang!" A crisp slap on Mo Qingyu's long scar face, and in an instant, five red marks raised on his face.

A masked law enforcement officer in black stood in front of Mo Qingyu and said coldly: "According to the rules of the sects set by the Criminal Law Hall, loudly sounds loudly when issuing spirit stones, disrupting the order of the venue, at least education, and at worst physical punishment. Mo Qingyu even threatens the distribution of spirit stones in his words, with the crime being given first and the salary being confiscated. Please ask the deacons of the Cedar Hall to record the situation of the violators themselves. If there is any further crime, they will deprive their core inner disciples of the core and distribute them to the external servants."

There were many disciples who claimed the spirit stones in the audience. Seeing this scene, they immediately closed their mouths tighter.

Nie Wushuang exclaimed: "Ah? So strict? Don't, don't punish so much. I... I'm fine." After that, he handed the two rosters in his hand back to the servants beside him.

The masked law enforcement officer in black turned to Nie Wushuang and said, "Distribution of spirit stones is a major event for each of the Thirteen Halls of Yemen. If you do not allow the affairs of the head and roar at the venue at will, then do you need to open the Yemen? "

Nie Wushuang hurriedly said, "This... the rules must be required, but the rules are nothing more than human favors. This senior brother..."

The law enforcement officer said coldly: "I am not your senior brother, I am the law enforcer of the sect. Please step back. I am here to maintain the discipline of the sect's spirit stone distribution venue."

Nie Wushuang said modestly: "This... Lord Law Enforcer, please give me a lot of money. Please spare Brother Mo Qingyu, he really didn't mean it."

The disciples in the audience did not dare to speak. Looking at Nie Wushuang's sincere look, they thought to themselves: "It turns out that this mail-man disciple is really good. Look, he is really trying his best to beg the law enforcement officer for Mo Qingyu." "Hey, it's really wrong for Nie Wushuang to send out spirit stones just now." "Mo Qingyu is a narrow-minded person. What's wrong with picking up spirit stones? Will it die? Didn't they mean it?" "I didn't see that Nie Wushuang had such a big book in his hand just now, and you asked you to pick up things by yourself, and you dare to threaten them?" "Is there anything wrong with these two people? Otherwise, I would just pick up spirit stones? Do you want to scare someone a mere Qi training disciple like this?"

You should know that the law enforcement officers of the sect are very scary in the entire opening of the Yemen. If it weren't for the accident just now, these seven or eight law enforcement officers should have been hiding everywhere.

The law enforcement officer snorted coldly from his breath and said to Nie Wushuang: "Master, this matter is not about maintaining your personal reputation, but about the law of the sect that cannot be abolished. The reason why the sect stipulates this is because the scene of spiritual stone distribution was too chaotic a long time ago and accidents often occurred, so this regulation is given. So please don't plead for him again. Maintaining the sect's regulations is the core task of our law enforcement team. Please continue to distribute spiritual stones."

Nie Wushuang looked helplessly at the black-clad law enforcement officers leaving the law enforcement officers' team, turned his head to look at Mo Qingyu, and said regretfully: "Hey, Senior Brother Mo, I'm really sorry... I... Hey, forget it, you can only go back first and wait for the next month to get the spirit stone. Don't worry, if I send the spirit stone next month, I will definitely find a way to reward you more." After saying that, he took two steps down the steps, bowed and picked up the spirit stone storage bag that he had originally sent to Mo Qingyu, and walked back to the stone steps.

Mo Qingyu suddenly opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood gushed out. He saw him angrily, wiped the blood stains at the corners of his mouth with one hand, and pinched his fist with the other hand. The joints of his fist were pale and bulging, but he didn't say anything on his mouth. He just stared at Nie Wushuang for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the stone steps outside the square.

Nie Wushuang looked at Mo Qingyu's departure back and sighed loudly: "Hey! I'm so... sorry!"

At this time, Mo Qingyu also heard this, stopped, turned his head, and looked at Nie Wushuang. Nie Wushuang took out a medium-grade spirit stone from Mo Qingyu's storage bag and shouted: "So this is a medium-grade spirit stone? I, Nie Wushuang, have never seen it before! It turns out that this medium-grade spirit stone is also irregularly round, but it is a circle larger than the low-grade spirit stone, but it has another color. The low-grade spirit stone is gray, and there are still a few blue lines inside the medium-grade spirit stone? Good things, really good things!"

At this moment, Mo Qingyu's eyes were almost glaring, and the blood suddenly overflowed from his mouth. He never looked at Nie Wushuang again, and turned around and walked under the stone steps.
Chapter completed!