"Fight! win or lose, you can move over!" Mo Qianyan sneered, intending to give some sweetness.

After all, if this dog thing is like a dead dog, lying flat and bullying, then it will be boring!

As if he couldn't believe his ears, Feng Wuxian pulled his ears in a daze, and asked again in disbelief: "Senior brother, what did you just say?"

The stunned expression on his face finally calmed Mo Qianyan's mood a little, but he still needed to vent it well!

"You're moving here!" Mo Qianyan had an impatient look on his face, as if as long as Feng Wuxian dared to ask more nonsense, he would be able to turn his face immediately.

"Hit, hit, hit, I'll fight, I'll fight!" Feng Wuxian hurriedly roared.

This windfall is not too good for him!

Thinking of the happy mood when he worked hard to save his wife's book before, Feng Wuxian suddenly felt that there was hope in life again.

Finally able to get rid of his master's exploitation and live a happy life of his own, Feng Wuxian was so excited that he almost forgot about the impending persecution on his flesh and skin.

Mo Qianyan sneered and glanced at him, then flew away, and when Feng Wuxian saw it, he immediately picked up the sword on the ground and flew over.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is something to be seized of!

Although you can't get any bargains, it's still okay to play a few tricks, but you can't ask him to find out, after all, it's just a competition!

But when Feng Wuxian arrived at the place, he found out that fairy tales are all lies.

Where did that ancestor come to him to learn from, it was clear that he came directly to hang him!

I don't know who the ancestor saw after he went out, his mood fluctuated and he didn't look like a beast, and he was savage as if he wanted to find an excuse to vent.

Make a move or something, don't follow the rules at all, where you get caught, you use some spiritual power.

You can't hurt anyone, but it hurts!

Feng Wuxian was made powerless by Mo Qianyan's savage moves, and there was no room to fight back, only to see that the other party was completely messy.

If he hadn't kept some eyes on his eyes and protected his face with spiritual power, he would have been beaten into a pig's head by him.

But as soon as he used his spiritual power, he was ruthlessly dispersed by that ancestor, and in the end, Feng Wuxian had to beg for mercy repeatedly, and crawled all over the ground to avoid regardless of his image.

He can't hold on to such a barbaric style of play, doesn't he want to lose face for a dignified Demon Venerable?

If he is used as a human punching bag like this, if he accidentally spreads it, how will he be in the future?

Seeing that the fight was almost over, Feng Wuxian hurriedly and anxiously shouted to stop, in fact, he could also see that the ancestor was probably almost venting, so now is the best time to stop.

"Senior brother, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, let's not fight, okay?" Feng Wuxian finally got up.

It's a pity that he has a new dress, and today is the first day to wear it!

Looking at his new clothes, Feng Wuxie's flesh hurt for a while, this ancestor is really terrible, seeing that his new clothes are torn.

Hey, it's not ladylike to meet someone!

After Mo Qianyan glanced at him indifferently, he straightened out his clothes directly, didn't even leave him a word, and flew straight back.

The Feng Wuxian who was left behind was directly dumbfounded.

He suddenly had a feeling that the ancestor didn't recognize people when he put on his pants?

No! He can't be cowardly!

You have to strike while the iron is hot, lest he deny it.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxian immediately chased after him, and as for the fact that there was nothing worth bringing with him in his house now.

Besides, the weather is hot now, and even the mattress or something can be dispensed with!

Holding back the pain in his body, Feng Wuxian finally followed Mo Qianyan's traces, but the ancestor didn't look at him at all, and didn't even give him a look, so he went back to his courtyard directly.

So Feng Wuxian followed cheekily, he actually wanted to ask where it was more appropriate for him to live, but after thinking about it, he still didn't ask.

Lest you ask the end of the play!

After Mo Qianyan returned to the house, Feng Wuxian leaned against the side of his room and chose a room that looked relatively good as his own.

After all, these two rooms in this courtyard are the best at first glance, and he naturally can't wronged himself.

And there are all kinds of things in the room, I really don't understand, what is going on with this Si Guoyuan.

Obviously, there are not many people living on it, but the main hall here and the courtyards behind it are obviously much more upscale than the layout on the other main peaks.

Which place on the other main peaks is not overcrowded, but there are no people on this peak, do you say that people are not angry?

Feng Wuxian gritted his teeth and endured the pain and got some hot water from behind, his whole body felt as if he had been crushed by a heavy object, and it hurt everywhere.

He silently soaked in the hot water, and his heart was very sad, these were all things he exchanged for dignity, and he had to enjoy it.

While soaking while enjoying the scenery outside the window, the big tree in the yard can also be seen in this room, and the moonlight is so beautiful!

After taking a comfortable bath, Feng Wuxian approved a bath cloth and went to the cabinet to find a piece of clothing to change into, his clothes were already torn, and he didn't have a hobby to continue to wear the clothes he worn.

However, just when Feng Wuxian sighed that everything was good here, he was dumbfounded when he opened the wardrobe.

Because the wardrobe that was supposed to be full was actually empty, not even an ordinary disciple's uniform!

It's so clean that you can't even see the ashes!

Beep the dog!

Even the towels for washing your face are prepared, but you don't have a set of clothes to change of?

That's unreasonable, isn't it?

Are you sure this isn't something going on?

Besides, he has no habit of sleeping!

There is everything, but there are no clothes for Mao?

Feng Wuxian felt that someone must be manipulating him, as for who it was, everyone knew it!

So someone was wrapped in a bath cloth in a huff, turned around and opened the door, and he decided to ask for an explanation!

After all, there are two of them living here, so this matter must have been done by that ancestor, and the purpose of taking away the clothes was not to let him stay!

No wonder the ancestor before would take the initiative to agree to him to move over, it turned out that he was thinking of waiting for him to make a fool of himself!

Hmph, the deity is not powerful, you still think that the deity is a soft persimmon, let you handle it!

Feng Wuxian came to Mo Qianyan's house outside with a bath cloth wrapped in a raging atmosphere, and it happened that the house was brightly lit, so there must be no problem in entering at this moment.

Since he is here to ask for justice, there is no need to knock on the door, just to let him see the temperament that he should have on a daily basis as a Demon Venerable!

So in order to be able to shock that ancestor in terms of momentum, Feng Wuxian took a deep breath outside the door, and kicked it violently with all the strength of his body......