Chapter 850: A stick of incense, timekeeping
This time, the square-faced man was slower than before.
After Mo Fengwu finished speaking, a comfortable but inexplicably weird smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said:
"It's comfortable, it's very comfortable......"
"Feeling comfortable?"
"Yes, it's all comfortable......"
The square-faced man said, then slowly closed his eyes, and then a fluttering look appeared on his face.
Mo Fengwu looked at him, her expression unmoving.
Yan Qingyu on the other side looked a little gloomy at this time. Then he coughed lightly, and then looked up at the sky.
Although he didn't speak, he obviously meant to urge.
The presiding old man glanced at him, then looked at Mo Fengwu and said:
"Miss Mo, time ......"
"Shut up."
In a word, the presiding old man suddenly froze. Then I only heard Mo Fengwu glance at him and said, "I know how much time there is, don't remind me." β
Saying that, Mo Fengwu didn't look at Yan Qingyu either, and once again set her eyes on the square-faced man.
Minutes and seconds passed.
The originally quiet crowd in the audience slowly couldn't help but whisper.
"What's going on?"
"yes, didn't you mean checking? I don't see anything in that...... Do you see that? β
"I don't understand. But it looks like it's going to be fine. β
"Yes, it's said that it's very comfortable, that's okay......"
The people were talking, but the people in the Medicine Master Hall were a little ugly at this time.
"What does this Mo family girl mean?"
"It must be deliberately dragging off time!"
"I think so. It's all said to be comfortable, what else can be wrong? This Mo family girl is simply playing tricks......"
"Hmph, don't look at who Yan Zu's predecessor is? It's really a mantis arm as a car! β
Compared with the atmosphere of the people in the Medicine Master Hall, the situation on the Mo family's side is a little delicate.
Several old men of the Bai family's Yu family stared at the stage for a moment, and then couldn't help frowning. For a long time, the old man of the Huan family, who had only heard nothing from beginning to end, suddenly said in a low voice:
"There's something weird about that man."
The old man of the Lan family next to him immediately nodded: "He just spoke a little slower than before. β
"Not only that, but his expression is not right."
As the head of a top family, his eyesight is very comparable.
Especially the Huan family, as the head of the refining family of the Shengyuan Continent, if he fights alone, he may not even be as good as a martial artist in the air mirror stage, but because of the perennial refining weapon, his eyesight is sharper than that of a martial artist at the level of the Great Martial Emperor.
Something is wrong, but no one knows.
For a while, the surrounding discussion became louder and louder.
But in the ring, Mo Fengwu still didn't move.
The commotion continued, and at this very momentβ
Boom!
Suddenly, a drum sounded on the altar.
The old man in charge immediately raised his voice and said: "Check the time limit, a stick of incense, and time it!" β
When the sound fell, the originally noisy central square suddenly quieted down.
At that moment, a temple guard stepped forward and lit a stick of incense to begin the official time. This also means that when this pillar of incense is completely burned out, Mo Fengwu must give an answer, otherwise, regardless of whether Yan Qingyu's detoxification is correct or not, he will be the winner!
This is the rule of Lingtai Dou, the person who poisons must know what kind of poison he is under, and strictly judge, and absolutely does not allow the situation of doing things indiscriminately, and in the end he is not even clear about himself.
The surroundings were quiet.
The tense atmosphere, with the continuous burning of sandalwood, became more and more solemn.
And just when there was only the last third of sandalwood left, Mo Fengwu suddenly smiled.