It's really rare to be able to make Mo Fengwu open his mouth to beg for someone.

Di Jing raised his sword eyebrows in an instant:

"Do you have a time to ask for help?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense, don't help it, I'll find someone else."

As he spoke, Mo Feng Wujing stood up from his position.

Di Jing suddenly pursed his thin lips and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Lend me personally."

"Staring at Mo Qiancheng?"

Di Jing really understood it at a glance, and instantly understood the meaning of Mo Fengwu. Mo Fengwu did not shy away from it, and then nodded and said:

"It's not just staring, I'm going to send him to the altar."

Standing on the Spirit Platform is one of the most lively activities in the Shengyuan Continent. Starting in May every year, young warriors under the age of 35 from the four regions of the continent, east, west, north, south, and north can participate.

Then the competition will be held in the form of a lottery, and then each group will determine the twenty winners.

And the quota of twenty people, although it seems to be a lot, is actually not the case.

You must know that the entire Shengyuan Continent's east, west, north, and south regions, even the least populated Northern Region, have more than hundreds of millions of people. With only twenty of them elected, one can imagine how drastic the situation will be.

In addition to the four regions of east, west, north and south, there are also places in the major ancient lands, which will eventually gather in the Central City to participate in the finals. And the winner of the finals every year, in addition to the unexpected benefits, can also get the opportunity to enter some secret realms.

Therefore, every year, the battle of the Standing Spirit Platform will arouse the enthusiasm of the entire human race. It's just that Mo Fengwu turned out to be too wasteful, and he didn't know at all. Even if she knew, she wouldn't be able to participate. As for Mo Qiancheng, because the Mo family is biased, no one from the Mo family has participated in these years.

Even Mo Fengwu's father, Mo Nanfeng, was the same.

It's hard to explain the inside story. But now that the Mo family has left Daliang and decided to be born, then standing on the spiritual platform is the best opportunity.

Of course, the bigger reason is that Mo Fengwu wants to find something to do for Mo Qiancheng.

As for the lively activity of the human race, Di Jing has certainly heard of it.

Then he nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Arrange it as soon as possible, thanks."

Without further ado, Mo Fengwu was about to leave. It was Di Jing, who glanced at her with deep eyes at this time, and said:

"You really don't tell your brother about that woman?"

Mo Fengwu paused: "Why do you want to tell?" ”

"Then you're not afraid, he hates you?"

"Heh......" Mo Fengwu suddenly smiled, then raised his eyes to look out the window, and said for a while:

"It's better to hate me than to hate that woman."

As he spoke, Mo Feng raised his phoenix eyes, glanced at Di Jing with slanted eyes, and hooked the corners of his lips: "An old virgin, you know a fart~!" ”

The words fell, and while Di Jing didn't come back to his senses, Mo Fengwu slipped away and left.

**

Don't look at Di Jing, who is awkward on weekdays, but what he promised is absolutely unambiguous.

The next morning, they were called.

The man was a man in his early thirties, tall and muscular. With a slender face, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a dark blue power suit, he stood there like a sharp sword. But for some reason, he suppressed his evil spirit, and only gave people a sense of alienation that was not easy to get close to.

At a glance, you know that he is a man with a story.

However, Mo Fengwu was not interested in these. The only thing she cared about was whether this person was reliable, so she glanced at the other party at the moment, and then said:

"What's it called?"

The man didn't answer immediately, but glanced at Di Jing next to him, and then spoke: