I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

Sometimes I don’t know where the confidence comes from.

Obviously I don't practice every day, I have nothing to do, I'm lazy and greedy.

But I always feel that one day I can become a powerful person.

The mountains and rivers are broken with one hand, and the sun and moon are nothing like that with one foot.

This feeling has become stronger and stronger recently!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 1623 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

The next day.

Hunting city.

Sect Master Zhang was very unhappy.

When he is unhappy, he will eat two more chicken drumsticks.

It eliminates fire and also eliminates food.

Mr. Poyunshan really has some tricks up his sleeve.

This sect leader has such a huge advantage, but he really can't take advantage of him for a while.

The angry Sect Leader Zhang immediately asked Yang Shuo and Lao Gou to think of another clever move.

This sect leader lost a lot of people in this battle, I feel so sad!

Next time, let the ghouls charge first!

With swaying steps, Sect Leader Zhang walked onto the city wall.

At this time, countless soldiers were frantically reinforcing the city wall and making it thicker.

Zhang Mo asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Why should the city wall be thickened?

Can Mr. Yunshan and the others still fight here?

As a result, the leading monk replied: "Sect Master, didn't you say you should make it thicker?"

Only then did Zhang Mo remember that he had fallen down here once when he came here, so he mentioned it casually in order to regain his face.

Oh, my feelings are my own to say!

Then go ahead and do it!

On the city wall.

Yang Shuo and Lao Gou were having a fierce quarrel.

"Set fire, must set fire, burn them to death!"

"No, absolutely not. Do you think Mr. Yunshan can't think of such a simple trick? As long as we dare to set fire, he will definitely have backup plans waiting for us. For example, will the monsters in the forest be completely destroyed because of us setting fire? Violence and turmoil will really become their weapon of attack!"

"You think too much of Master Yunshan."

"You think Master Yunshan is too simple!"

…

The two argued endlessly until they saw Sect Leader Zhang Da coming in, and then they shut up.

"Has the research been completed?"

Yang Shuo and Lao Gou immediately lowered their heads and did not fart.

Zhang Mo casually pulled up a chair and sat down and said, "If it doesn't work out, I'll just put the pot in. I still have Young Master Yunfan's hair!"

When Mr. Yunshan came to discuss the alliance, Zhang Mo and the others secretly made a lot of it, but they haven't used it up yet.

"Inappropriate. Sect Master, look at yesterday's battle. Mr. Yunshan has already studied us thoroughly. How could he not know that you have the giant pot move, Sect Master? He must be prepared."

"That's right, Sect Master. We underestimated Mr. Yunshan. This guy is indeed more difficult to deal with than the Saint."

Zhang Mo pinched his nose and said: "Then what do you guys think? Just do it and use it up. We are not short of food, but they are not short either. It won't take a year!"

Zhang Mo was speechless.

Yang Shuo and Lao Gou couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

At this moment, they saw a monk galloping on horseback from under the city wall.

Not long after, the monk ran up the city wall with the paper and said: "Sect Master, there is a letter from Master Yunshan."

Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Young Master Yunshan always writes to me. He doesn't like me, right? No, no, no!"

While saying this, Zhang Mo still took the letter.

It was actually delivered with a box. As soon as he opened the box, Zhang Mo immediately stared.

"WTF?"

Take a finger out of the box, and it’s still the middle finger!

This is mocking this sect leader!

This is too much!

Yang Shuo and Lao Gou also came forward and said, "Whose finger was chopped off?"

"I have a bad feeling!"

Zhang Mo opened the letter, still using the familiar writing style of Master Yunshan.

After just a few glances, Zhang Mo said sternly: "What the hell? Black robe was arrested?"

The old dog also took the finger and said: "It's really the one in black robe? Are you sure it's the finger? It couldn't be that the lower part was chopped off, right?"

Zhang Mo read the letter again and said loudly: "You Mr. Yunshan, this is a threat to my sect leader. What do you mean, if this sect leader doesn't hand over Xiong Ji'er, Heipao will die. It's too much, it's too abominable, Who is Xiong Jier?"

Zhang Mo looked puzzled. He didn't know this person at all.

Yang Shuo knew better and immediately replied: "Sect Master, I know who it is. Didn't Zihuang and the others bring back a captured monarch? That is Xiong Ji'er. She seems to be the queen of Hanlin Kingdom! She was also injured. Fu Mei, Fu Mei’s strength has been greatly reduced due to the harm, and she won’t be able to fight again for a short time.”

Zhang Mo frowned and said, "That's right. Bring me that chicken. I want to see who it is and make Mr. Yunshan remember it. Give me the black robe in exchange for it."

The old dog also nodded repeatedly and said: "She must be a beauty. Otherwise, with Master Yunshan's temper, he would rather kill the black robe than let her back."

Yang Shuo said with a strange look on his face: "Beauty? Maybe."

He still remembered what Xiong Jier looked like when he saw Zihuang bring someone back yesterday.

Didn’t you two also see it through the mirror?

How come you forgot so quickly?

It seems that if she is not a beauty, the sect master cannot remember her at all.

"Yes, Sect Master, I'll go right away."

Yang Shuo turned around and left quickly.

Zhang Mo was still shaking his head and sighing.

"I missed it. The black robe actually missed it too. This time, it's 80% better and I still lose my body. I'm afraid Young Master Yunshan will not only chop off his fingers, but also play with his body. It's so cruel, I can't bear it. Think about it.”

The old dog said softly: "Sect Master, is there a possibility that Mr. Yunshan is a righteous monk, and he will not be too cruel."

Zhang Mo frowned and said, "Really? That's a pity. This guy in black robe is so arrogant. He really thinks he is invincible. Someone needs to teach him a lesson."

The old dog nodded repeatedly, and then asked: "Sect Master, you will come back in his place, right?"

Zhang Mo said: "That's hard to say. I have to see what Xiong Jier looks like first."

The old dog exclaimed: "What if it looks ugly?"

Zhang Mo said: "Then exchange him back. Let him recover and deduct a year's salary from him."

The old dog asked again: "What if you look good?"

Zhang Mo touched the handle and thought for a while and said, "Then let him persist for a few more days? Oh, let's just treat it as exercise."

The old dog clapped gently and said, "Master, you are so wise!"

Not long after, Yang Shuo arrived with Xiong Jier.

When he saw Xiong Jier for the first time, Zhang Mo suddenly felt that Mr. Yunshan had really strong taste, and was he really as good as Long Yang?

Xiong Jier saw Demon Zhang and shouted loudly: "Mo Zhang, let me go, otherwise you will suffer the wrath of thunder!"

Zhang Mo nodded and said: "Okay! I'll let you go now!"

"Shi can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Don't even think about it... What are you talking about?"

Xiong Jier was still continuing her impassioned speech, when she suddenly heard that Devil Zhang had promised to let her go, and she suddenly looked confused.

Zhang Mo repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Get it away quickly, get it away quickly, and change my beloved little robe back!"