Chapter 598: Leave without a fight

However, the expected anger and hatred did not appear on Mo Fei's face, Mo Fei pursed his lips and glanced at the direction of the hotel with a little concern:

"Yongwang Buchen, thunderbolt Hong Qianli, except for those small characters, there are only the two of you on this trip, but there are other people?"

The corners of the bald old man's mouth twitched, the color of anger flashed on his face, he squinted, and shook his head:

"Yes, this trip is mainly for the two of us, just a Luoshui Academy, and I don't need my Martial God Kingdom to mobilize the people, the two of us are more than enough, isn't it?"

Under the black robe, Mo Fei was still a little worried, and after determining that what the bald old man said was the truth, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:

"If it's just the two of you, it's much easier. ”

Not only Mo Fei, but also Dean Zhen and Lord Xueling, who were hiding not far away, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to Mo Fei's incomparably sure tone, seeing the strange reactions of the three people, the bald old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart:

"Master, what do you mean by that?"

Murphy smiled, and suddenly pointed in the direction of the hotel gate:

"Don't understand? ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen figures flew back upside down, and landed not far in front of the gate, and then several figures walked out of the hotel unhurriedly.

The person at the head was undoubtedly the executor with two short guns, followed by Ju Shao Maniac, Mu Lianxin, Hua Jusheng, and Lie Xinhong, the four great family rune masters.

And behind these people are the elite students of Yue Huarong and other academies.

"It can't be!"

The old man Hong Qianli's eyes widened in disbelief, glancing at the black-clothed man on the ground who was all knocked unconscious by serious injuries, and then stared at the two guns and others at the gate.

Yes, those black-clothed people are far from being comparable to Hong Qianli and the two of them, all of them are just spiritual realm powerhouses, but these spiritual realm powerhouses are all masters trained by the royal family of the Martial God Kingdom, and they definitely do not belong to ordinary spirit kings.

More than a dozen Spirit King-level powerhouses joined forces to sneak attack, and they actually lost to a group of students from Luoshui Academy, how could this be?

"Okay, very good, no wonder Master Muzi is in the mood to spend time here with the two of us, it turns out that everything has been arranged a long time ago. ”

"With so many masters protecting everyone in Luoshui Academy, it's not surprising that all of this king's useless waste subordinates missed. ”

The bald old man's face was very ugly, he squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the two guns and the giant young maniac and others, and saw at a glance that these people were all rune masters, and where did he still understand the back hand left by Mo Fei in his heart?

"You two, do you still need to fight?"

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the bald old man with a solemn face, as well as Hong Qianli.

Although Luoshui Academy is definitely a master at this time, even if he doesn't make a move, the average enemy is not afraid at all. But Yongwang Buchen and Thunderbolt Hong Qianli are definitely not ordinary enemies, and if they really want to continue fighting, it is difficult to say whether they will win or lose.

"Hehe, you don't have to keep fighting, failure is failure. ”

"This king underestimated your Luoshui Academy, especially when he didn't expect Master Muzi to make a move. ”

"I'll stop today, and the next time I have the opportunity, this king will definitely ask Master Muzi for advice again. ”

The bald old man smiled suddenly, took a deep look at Mo Fei, and then waved his big hand, and something was faintly missing from the sky.

Before Mo Fei and the others could figure out what was going on, a gust of wind blew, and King Yong Buchen, the thunderbolt Hong Qianli, and the black-clothed man in that place all disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for the mess in this place, and the destruction of a small half of the hotel, everything that happened just now would seem to be an illusory dream.

"I'll go, these two old guys, it's finally gone!"

Mo Fei exhaled deeply and secretly wiped a cold sweat.

Only he knows best in his heart, facing the legendary number one master of the royal family in the Martial God Kingdom, Yongwang Buchen, and the famous thunderbolt Hong Qianli, how much pressure is in his heart?

If he didn't have to maintain the prestige and face of Master Muzi, after learning that the bald old man was actually King Yong Buchen, his first reaction was to run away.

Just kidding, Yongwang Buchen, that is the legendary existence of the Martial God Kingdom. Except for the old ancestor of the royal family, he is the most powerful, and his strength is almost heavenly, if he really wants to fight, he is definitely the one who loses.

Not to mention, in addition to this Yongwang Buchen, there is also a thunderbolt Hong Qianli whose strength is not inferior to his.

He forced himself to stay calmly, and although he secretly prepared a lot of back-ups, he still didn't have the slightest confidence that he would be able to retreat with his whole body.

Although he didn't know why, the two suddenly left without a fight, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's good to survive, as for what those two old guys are thinking, it's none of my business. ”

Secretly gasping for a few breaths, Mo Fei ignored Dean Zhen and Lord Xueling who were walking towards this side, but frowned slightly, and looked back at the two guns:

"What about the Divine Son? and Zeng Tong, the strength of the five of them is not below you, don't you tell me, how many of them have an accident?"

Shuanggun glanced at the other Mo Fei Shi Shiran came behind the black-robed Mo Fei, didn't look at himself, and played with the belly pocket ghost who showed his body by himself, he touched his head blankly, and it took a long time to react and explain carefully to Mo Fei.

"I'll go, Zeng Tong didn't make a move, and none of them made a move? What about that god son? He subdued a group of sand thieves, even if those sand thieves left the desert area, they were still half-immortal powerhouses, right? Don't tell me, even they didn't make a move. ”

Mo Fei was angry, he was fighting for life and death outside, taking such a big risk, wasn't it to protect everyone?

Zeng Tong and a few of them refused to work or contribute, so forget it, everyone didn't like each other in the first place, and those guys didn't deliberately stumble in secret, so he should burn high incense to celebrate.

But what does Josehan mean by this? Or is it the Son of God of Light Sect, who can stand by and watch everyone in trouble?

"This, hehe, it's not that they don't want to contribute, it's just that that god son is too weird. He only hurts, not kills. ”

"No, at least half of the men in black who were thrown out just now were found from his room. ”

The two guns did not hide it, and explained it in detail.

The corners of Mo Fei's mouth twitched, completely speechless.

It turned out that the reason why everyone was safe and sound, and no one was injured, was also due to the work of Joseph, the son of God.

Just when he disguised himself as Master Muzi and was fighting fiercely with the two powerhouses outside and had no time to care, a group of black-clothed people raided the hotel at night, and it was the divine son Josehan who discovered it in advance and secretly informed everyone, which avoided possible casualties in the panic.

But Josehan, the son of God, not only did he not kill himself, but he also did not allow them to kill with two guns, and the result was a group of men in black, most of whom were only knocked unconscious by serious injuries, except for a few who were killed and wounded at first.

Just as the two guns were explaining to Mo Fei what was happening in the hotel, Zeng Tong finally appeared, and the four executors followed him closely behind.