"You guys!" Feng Renzong was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood, but after weighing, he still got up with a sense of the times, "I will go by myself." Although he seems to be cowardly, who makes the other party an extremely dangerous person, in contrast, he walks away, instead of letting people fly with internal force, and when the time comes, what image will be ruined, it is much better to save face, which choice can still leave some leeway for himself, Feng Renzong still knows, however, he is a person today, and he has lost a lot of money, as the monarch of a country, he was removed from the throne twice in a day, which is really unprecedented!

At the moment when Feng Renzong got up, one of the people who was carrying the cloth suddenly flew up and kicked the seat out of the way, which made Feng Renzong dumbfounded again, and didn't save him any face?!

And after the obtrusive high position was kicked away, the men put down the cloth and placed it in the place of the main seat......

Drink! Some of the people present couldn't help but gasp, this hunting conference, they are considered to have a long experience, Feng Renzong actually let the family go down twice a day, the previous time was good to say, Feng Mo Ran complimented him, but also saved him face, this is good, not only domineering and cold, but simply arrogant to no friends!

"......" Feng Renzong had a blue face, his seat was kicked away, didn't he have no place to sit, just standing? How embarrassing is that? He glanced at the audience, the first thing he saw was Feng Mo Ran, there was a place next to her, after all, as the prince of a country, there was still a lot of space in the seats arranged, he couldn't go to squeeze into a table with other princes or something, it wasn't that thing, only Feng Mo Ran's relationship with him could be regarded as "close" , at least on the surface, it seems that he can only sit with the wind and ink dyeing.

For Feng Renzong's thoughts, how could Feng Mo Ran not guess it, just looking at the eyes of this idiot looking back and forth, she already knew what he wanted to do, and sure enough, in the next second, Feng Ren Zong ordered someone to move a smaller chair over and put it next to Feng Mo Ran.

"Uncle Huang, do you want to sit with Prince Ben?" Feng Mo Ran raised his eyebrows and asked clearly.

"Hmm......" Feng Renzong nodded, but his face was a little worse, Yaya, why did she have to say it?

Feng Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, and just as he wanted to say something, the words were picked up by Xi Yanyan......

"Dye'er, come here, sit down next to the deity. In the tone, there was no lack of contempt and disgust, naturally, these two emotions were aimed at Feng Renzong.

"Eh, Cheng~ Uncle Huang, you can sit here with this prince, and the master will go to sit elsewhere. Wind and ink smiled evilly, and then got up and walked towards the Western Flame......

This scene, as well as the brief conversation between the two, made the mood of everyone present change again......

thought that Feng Mo Dye was just a straw bale prince, but at the hunting conference, she used her own actions to overturn people's opinions of her one after another.

Cutting off people's heads with a dagger, this is nothing, it can only show that she has good skills and high force value, but she is still a prince with no real power, but now it looks like ......

Like, that's not the case anymore.

Feng Mo Dye actually knew such a terrifying and dangerous existence, the man who fell from the sky, even if his identity background was not so simple, and he definitely had something to do with the Emperor Drunken Dynasty.

It seems that the wind and ink dye are not without power at all...... She knows such a character, and it seems that the two of them seem to be quite familiar, and the other party calls her "Dye'er", how can the relationship be ordinary?

From now on, it's better to stay away from this flower-dyed prince......

After Feng Mo Ran walked over, he sat down directly beside Xi Yanyan, and the two of them didn't continue to embarrass Feng Renzong, so the competition continued......

The two players who were supposed to play stood in the center of the field, and as soon as the person in charge of the host gave an order, the two made a move and scuffled together.

And sure enough, just like the previous subordinate introduced by Feng Mo Ran, many people who played against each other were enemies who were very angry when they met, and the more fierce the two fought, the more they fought, the more enjoyable many audiences watched.

And as they fought, the two of them started to use their knives, and they didn't know where they were hiding in advance, and began to stab each other, one of them was better, he stabbed each other in the shoulder, and then knocked his knife away, but fortunately, the knife flew in the direction of the wind and ink......

It didn't have time to fly close enough to get close to the wind and ink before it suddenly hung in mid-air.

Suppressed by an unusually strong internal force, he could no longer fly forward half a distance.

Feng Mo Ran glanced up at Xi Yanyan beside him, and the man also looked back at her with a smile, and then withdrew his big hand to release his internal force, put it on her head and touched it......

I don't know how many people's eyes have been blinded by this scene!

Could it be that the prince of flower dyeing has that kind of relationship with that man?

Broken sleeves?!

Feng Renzong opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it......

If Xi Yanyan is really the emperor's drunken person, but Feng Mo Dyed can have a relationship with the other party, this is not good!

No matter how Feng Mo Ran hooked up with that person, as long as the two of them got together, it would be a threat to Feng Renzong......

He drank two glasses of wine, his brow furrowed, perhaps...... While the situation has not yet developed to the point of uncontrollable development, he should act as soon as possible.

The two people on the field obviously didn't expect to be affected by the wind and ink, but fortunately, there was Xi Yanyan who made a move to settle it, and he didn't mean to worry about himself, and then they continued to hit twice absentmindedly, and the one with the shoulder injury automatically admitted defeat, and the competition was over......

"Mourning, do you think it's interesting?" Feng Mo Ran didn't want to continue watching after watching it, it was too boring, the martial arts competition should be a competition, not if you want to kill the other party, you will use whatever means you want.

The real noble people compete, they all respect each other, point to point, and use moves, just the two people on the field, it is no different from the little gangsters who have a conflict in the vegetable market and hug each other and scuffle......

"What? don't want to see it?" asked Xi Yanyan with a squint.

"Well, no. Wind ink replied.

Before she finished speaking, she felt that her eyes flickered, and her body was light, and when she came back to her senses, she was already in her arms...... (To be continued.) )