Mo Yan looked at Ziying and Zimeng's amazing "poof" smile in their eyes.

Turn all beings upside down, and the city is overturned.

"Gollum" is the sound of Ziying and Zimeng swallowing saliva.

"Well, I know I'm good-looking," Mo Yan touched his chin very narcissistically: "No matter how good-looking it is, it's not yours." ”

Ziying and Zimeng's foreheads slid down the black line: "Master!" ”

"Well, let's go to the appointment first." Mo Yan grinned.

Ziying and Zimeng sighed, glanced at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

……

"Master." The man in black saluted the man in front of him.

"What, have you arrived?" Fingers tapped rhythmically on the stone table.

"The hour has not yet come." Shaking his head, the man in black replied.

The man turned his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was a black ghost head mask, revealing only a pair of deep Danfeng eyes that were fierce, ruthless, and ruthless!

"Oh?" Blinking, the man smiled: "Then wait." ”

"Yes." Saluted, and the man in black retreated.

It's all back to square one.

Silence, only the occasional sound of the wind blowing.

……

"Master, put on the mask first." Zimeng said in Mo Yan's ear.

took the mask and put it on: "Later, you don't talk much." ”

"Yes!" Ziying and Zimeng led the way.

"I'll knock on the door first." Putting on the mask, Mo Yan gave another order to Ziying and Zimeng.

The words fell, and without waiting for Ziying and Zimeng to reply, Mo Yan knocked on the wooden door in front of him.

About half an hour, an old man over half a hundred years old came to open the door: "How many are you?" ”

Mo Yan replied: "The Lord of the Mo Pavilion came to the appointment with the left and right envoys. ”

"Come in, the master has been waiting for a few for a long time." The old man turned sideways and opened the wooden door and respectfully invited Mo Yan and the others.

Nodding in thanks, Mo Yan leaned sideways and invited Ziying to go first: "Pavilion Master, please." ”

Ziying stepped into the door, and strode in in red.

Subsequently, Mo Yan and Zimeng followed behind Ziying.

……

"Here," the man's voice deepened, "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

"Your Excellency." The corners of Ziying's mouth hooked up a smile.

"Hmm." The man nodded.

Then he said: "The owner of the ghost building - Ghost Ye!" ”

"Moge Pavilion Master-Momei!"

"Please advise!" Ziying arched.

After speaking, he pulled out the soft sword on his waist: "You and I will win or lose in one game, if you win, I will give up Yanyu Building, and vice versa!" ”

"Okay, refreshing people, the owner of this building will accompany you to the end!" Calmly got up from the stone bench, and the owner of the ghost building reached out and took the sword handed over by his subordinates.

"I'll let you make three moves first!" Ghost Ye looked at Ziying with contempt.

"Then I'll be," Ziying smiled slowly, "You're welcome." ”

On tiptoe, Ziying took the lead in stabbing the ground sword in her hand to Ghost Ye.

Ghost Ye didn't dodge or dodge, the sword in his hand blocked in front of him, blocking Ziying's killing move: "One move." ”

Zi Ying turned, used light power, and swooped down to stab at Ghost Ye.

Ghost Ye still stood in place and did not dodge, raised his sword above his head, and easily blocked another killing move from Ziying: "Two moves." ”

Ziying landed lightly and looked at Ghost Ye, a little frightened.

This person's martial arts are comparable to that of his master.

Retracting the soft sword, Zi Ying made a decision: "Admire!" ”

The palm of his hand gathered internal force, and he went straight to Ghost Ye with one palm!

The corners of Ghost Ye's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and he unloaded the fatal blow when he raised his hand.

"Three moves," raised his eyebrows, and his evil spirit was abnormal: "It's my turn!" ”

After speaking, the sword in his hand struck Ziying at the speed of light.

Ziying was secretly surprised, but she knew that she couldn't avoid Ghost Ye's move, so she had to continue to use her internal strength to save her life.