(58) Who is going to be unlucky?

Nangong Li and Ling'er were stunned at the same time, what's going on? They looked at the stage at the same time, and saw that there was only one person left on the stage, shouting at the upstairs.

"Nangong Li, don't you have the ability to beat my brother and kill my elder? Today, Young Master Ben is here to meet you, come out! "The person below is the person who defeated Jiang Zhong of the popular faction - Mo Qifang of the Moshan faction.

"Hey, who are you shouting?" As soon as Nangong Li was about to go down, he saw a figure rushing from behind him and appeared in front of Mo Qifang.

"Who are you?" That Moqi is really ugly, he can be 1.9 meters tall, but he doesn't weigh 100 catties, as if the thousand-year-old mummy has become a sperm, skin and bones, no meat.

It turned out that it was Qian Feng who went down, he had a friendship with Nangong Li, and when he heard this Mo Qi say bad things about Nangong Li, he immediately quit.

"I'm Mo Qifang, Master Mo is my father, who are you?" Mo Qi was very proud, "I asked Nangong Li to come down, you better not humiliate yourself." ”

Qian Feng heard Mo Qifang say big words, and instead of being angry, he laughed, "Tut, there are more people who want to see our Nangong Senior Sister, and you have to turn a corner from Qiankun City to Shushan, what are you, you can see it if you want to?" ”

"Phew!" Mo Qi pointed at Qian Feng angrily and scolded, "What is Nangong Li, but she is just a little girl, and you shameless people are all revolving around her...... Yes! ”

Mo Qifang was making a big fuss, when he was suddenly slapped in the face, he immediately glared at Qian Feng, "Why are you plotting against me?" ”

Qian Feng spread his hands innocently, "I'm standing face to face with you, how can I call it plotting against you?" ”

Mo Qi couldn't let it go, and with a wave of his palm, the misty spiritual power hit Qian Feng, Qian Feng had the heart to try his skills, and immediately raised his hand to meet it.

"Smack!" The loud popping sound shook both of them back several steps, and each of them put his hands behind his back, and felt as if they had been burned by fire.

"It's not easy to put this Moqi!" Nangong Li looked down thoughtfully, that Qian Feng's skill was not low. But in front of Mo Qifang, he couldn't get any benefits.

"You can't let Qian Feng get hurt." Nangong Li Fei fell to the ground, she was not wearing a veil at the moment, and her face was full of smiles.

"Senior Brother Qian, do you use a knife to kill chickens? Let's let the little sister clean him up! Nangong Li gave Qian Feng a big step.

After just a palm-to-palm. Qian Feng knew that he was not an opponent, and when he saw Nangong Li coming, he just excused himself to leave, and he didn't suffer a loss.

"Senior sister, this person is very thick-skinned. It's better to be careful. Qian Feng left a sentence of anger and turned upstairs.

Lin Xiaoxiao immediately brought him medicine for the injury, and saw that Qian Feng's hand was red, swollen and faintly black, it seemed that this Mo Qi would also use poison, and everyone couldn't help but look at Nangong Li on the stage worriedly.

Nangong Li on the stage was still smiling, looking at Mo Qi's appearance of his grandmother not hurting his uncle and not loving him, and his smile was even more beautiful.

Such a contrast, a fairy in the sky, and a yaksha in the sea, is really stark. Except for Taixuan Zhenren, who is confident, the people of Shushan are worried about Nangong Li.

Moshan faction, the head Mo Qi let go of his beard and looked at the stage, happy in his heart, his son likes to use poison since he was a child, and has used all kinds of poisonous weeds and poisonous insects to practice, it seems that this Nangong Li is going to be unlucky today.

"You are Nangong Li?" Unlike other people who were intoxicated by Nangong Li's appearance, this Mo Qifang was not interested in women, he believed that women were white. Idiot bandits. I can't ask for it.

"That's right." Nangong Li looked at Mo Qifang with a smile on his face, "Looking at your appearance, why do you seem to be malnourished." Is Mo Qisong your father? Or did you fall into the hands of your stepmother? What a pitiful! He pretended to wipe his tears as he spoke.

"Stinky girl, watch me teach you a good lesson!" Na Mo Qi stretched out his hand angrily, and slapped him thinking about slapping Nangong Li.

With Qian Feng's experience, Nangong Li should not have slapped him in the first place, but everyone's eyes widened. Seeing the white light flashing on Nangong Li's hand, he clapped with Mo Qisong.

"Xiao Li!" Ling'er was so shocked that she couldn't help but close her eyes, complaining in her heart, how can you fight this guy, he will use poison!

Qian Feng, as well as Xiao Rang and Lin Xiaoxiao behind him, were also worried, staring at the stage with their eyes.

The two hands clapped together, Nangong Li's smile did not decrease but increased, she took a few steps back and slowly withdrew her palm, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it, and then looked at Mo Qifang with a smile.

Mo Qi didn't know why, seeing that Nangong Li didn't look poisoned at all, he was very strange, and raised his hand to look at his palm.

"Smack!" As he was watching, his right hand suddenly fell off his wrist, revealing the wound of Qi Brush.

"Ahh Mo Qifang was stunned, how could he not know that his hand was actually broken?

At this time, the severe pain came, and the painful Mo Qi was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth, he refused to speak, and silently picked up the severed hand.

"Release!" Mo Qisong immediately stood up and was about to go down, but was pressed back by Mo Xiaotian, "Don't embarrass me." ”

Mo Qisong didn't dare to make a mistake in front of the ancestor, but he already hated Nangong Li to death in his heart, and he swore that he must get rid of this Nangong Li and avenge his son.

"Mo Qifang, don't worry, you can't take it back." Nangong Li, who was smiling, looked at Mo Qisong holding the severed hand, and smiled, "I'm here to avenge my Senior Brother Qian Feng, give me this hand!" ”

As soon as the word "bar" came out, Nangong Li's body rushed out like lightning, and Yuan's arm probed lightly, snatching the severed hand that Mo Qisong grabbed with his left hand, and then flew up and kicked him back to the second floor.

"Ah......" Mo Qi's body was gently borrowed by Mo Qisong, and he immediately gave his hand medicine, but it was strange that there was not a drop of blood in his wound.

"What's going on?" Mo Qisong didn't know why, but Mo Qifang screamed again and again, for some reason, the wound seemed to be burning, and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, please save my son!" Mo Qisong pulled his son to his knees and asked the ancestor for help to save his son.

"Alas!" Mo Xiaotian sighed, these unscrupulous descendants of himself are really more incompetitive than the other, look at the apprentices that Taixuan has accepted, I am really envious!

"Okay, I'll take a look." Mo Xiaotian grabbed Mo Qi's severed hand and was startled, why is it so hot?

"Boy, your wound is covered in a sword fire cover." Old Ancestor sighed, "Only by letting the caster personally lift it for you and take back your severed hand, can the old man renew the severed hand for you." ”

"I accepted this gift of apology for Senior Brother Qian Feng." A wooden box appeared in Nangong Li's hand on the stage, and he gently put the severed hand inside. (To be continued.) )

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