Chapter 56: Escape from Yanling City
"Look, it's Mo Gongzi who is farting!"
"Wow, it stinks, run!"
Mo Mingqi's fart was no less than a thousand-year-old poisonous miasma, and everyone immediately dispersed, and even the melon-eating crowd in the attic around them fled back to their houses and closed their doors and windows, for fear of being contaminated with filth.
Mo Mingqi was speechless, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a pale face, and a sentence kept echoing in his mind.
You see, it's Mr. Mo who is farting!
Mo Gongzi is farting!
Fart!
......
This sentence is like a poison that pierces the intestines, constantly eroding Mo Mingqi's fragile heart.
At this moment, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, because it was too embarrassing!
"Xiangtian Dan, it's really not fatal, but it can make people fall into madness!"
The corners of Chen Shouyi's mouth twitched fiercely, and the true yuan around him was bulging, and the stench couldn't get on his body.
"Shopkeeper Chen, I'm really sorry to have soiled your place, but I believe that the wealthy City Lord Mo should be compensated!" Mu Qingtian touched his nose a little embarrassed.
"City Lord Mo, am I right?" this guy deliberately shouted at Mo Deshui after speaking.
"Little brute, hand over the antidote, or I want you to look good!"
Maude's face turned blue with anger.
The prestige that his Mo family has accumulated over several lifetimes and the face of their father and son are completely ruined in the hands of this kid.
"Thank you City Lord Mo for your compliment, I have always been good-looking, haha!" Mu Qingtian was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.
The runes on his body were shining, and the stench couldn't get on his body, and the big black dog also put on a mask made by Xiao Budian early, and stood proudly behind Mu Qingtian.
"Bastard, I want you dead!"
Mo Mingqi suppressed the breath in his body to no avail, he had already fallen into madness, he rushed towards Mu Qingtian with his teeth and claws, who knew that as soon as he took two steps, he was hit by the air flow under him and fell to the ground, extremely embarrassed.
"Don't be afraid, Qi'er, Dad will help you teach him a lesson!"
Mo Deshui Zhenyuan was released, wrapped himself up, and then helped Mo Mingqi suppress the chaotic qi. However, what made him desperate was that he, a master of the sixth layer of the True Yuan Realm, couldn't do anything about it.
"Little brute, I'll kill you!"
Seeing that his beloved son was suffering but unable to do anything, Mo Deshui was immediately angry, and the true yuan in his body boiled like boiling water.
Roar!
A monstrous energy beast rushed out of his palm and rushed towards Mu Qingtian.
"Good come, Qingtian Huangquan Palm!"
Mu Qingtian had long been guarding against Mo Deshui, and even if he made the same move that day against the third uncle of Xiao Budian and the woman of the Lanyan clan.
Although the power of the Qingtian Huangquan palm replenishes the finger of Huangquan, fortunately, the load on the body is small and can be used frequently, and now it is Mu Qingtian's unique skill!
Rumble!
Two powerful forces bombarded together.
Mo Deshui was instantly shocked back three steps, while Mu Qingtian retreated eight steps in a row.
"How is that possible!"
Although Mo Deshui had the upper hand, he looked at Mu Qingtian with a shocked expression.
This kid only has the cultivation of the ninth layer of the pneumatic realm, and he is two big realms behind him, and he actually blocked a blow in his angry state.
"Young Man is really not simple, no wonder Mr. Eleven looks at him differently!"
Chen Shouyi never left, just wanted to sell Mu Qingtian a favor at a critical moment, but who knew that he had no chance to make a move at all.
"If you want to lose the bet, is Mo City going back on your word?" Mu Qingtian sneered.
"What about going back on your word!"
Mo Deshui gave an order, and the soldiers behind him immediately drew their blades and rushed up, and these people turned out to be all True Yuan Realm powerhouses.
Obviously, Maude Water had made ample preparations before coming.
"When we're afraid you won't make it!"
The big black dog, the little one, and the blue scale eagle immediately stood up.
Now that the big black dog is at the peak of the fourth order, after it completely digests the thousand-year-old Fire Emperor Root and the Golden Pill, it will be able to break through to the fifth order, and Xiao Budian and the Blue Scale Eagles are already masters of the fifth order.
Coupled with Mu Qingtian's variable, they are really not afraid of Mo Deshui.
"They can't do anything, but what if you add old decay?"
Chen Shouyi suddenly stood up and looked at Mo Deshui coldly.
"Shopkeeper Chen, this is a private matter between my City Lord's Mansion and this kid, and it has nothing to do with your Drunken Immortal Tower, so why bother to go through this troubled water!"
In normal times, Mo Deshui would never dare to talk to Chen Shouyi like this, but because of his son's affairs, his reason has been overwhelmed by anger.
"It seems that City Lord Mo doesn't take my Drunken Immortal Tower in his eyes!"
As he spoke, a powerful coercion surged out from Chen Shouyi's body, and Mo Deshui's heart suddenly trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.
"You...... If my son has three longs and two shorts, I will never let you go!"
Maude's color was fierce, and he turned his gaze from Chen Shouyi's body to Mu Qingtian's body.
However, before Mu Qingtian could answer, he slapped Mo Mingqi unconscious with one palm and hugged him out.
What makes people speechless is that Mo Mingqi obviously fell into a coma, but he still kept making a fart.
Ringing Tiandan, terrifying!
"It's really a heavy-tasting elixir!"
Chen Shouyi couldn't cry or laugh.
"Thank you Shopkeeper Chen for your help!" Mu Qingtian said gratefully.
Although Chen Shouyi did not come forward, they also had the confidence to escape, but it was inevitable that they would be injured, so Mu Qingtian still accepted his affection.
"Xiaoyou is polite, it is my responsibility to protect the guests!"
"That surname Mo is not a good thing, it will inevitably have extraneous branches, and the younger generation will leave first!"
For the sake of safety, Mu Qingtian did not stay long, and after settling the accounts in a hurry, he left with his partners.
"What do you think, Mr. Eleven?"
After Mu Qingtian left, Chen Shouyi came to the floor where Mr. Eleven was.
"It's a buildable material, I'll report it to Sister Dong later, Mo Deshui shouldn't give up, just in case, you send a few people to keep an eye on it, and make a timely move!"
Mr. Eleven was smiling and in a very good mood.
"It's better for your subordinates to go on a trip themselves!"
"It's good!"
......
"Six hundred elixirs, without blinking an eyeball, the City Lord's Mansion must be very rich, if only he could vote for him!"
"That Maudeshui is different from his son, he looks like a cunning guy, we can't take it lightly!"
Mu Qingtian's feeling has always been very accurate, and when he saw Mo Deshui's gaze, he knew that this person was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
"In the middle of a true Yuan realm, what is there to be afraid of!" said the blue scale carving disdainfully.
"Yo, the strength is not good, but the tone is not small!"
Suddenly, a hoarse voice exploded in Mu Qingtian's ears, like thunder on a dry day.
Then, a terrible coercion swept down from the sky, and the Emerald Scale Eagle lost control on the spot and fell.
"Who are you, old man?"
Mu Qingtian fell to the ground and looked at the air with a solemn face.
I saw an old man with all his hair falling out of the air.
He was dressed in a coarse cloth coat, with his hands behind his back, and there were few teeth left.
"Hey, it's such a strong breath of life, this kid Maudeshui gave me a piece of creation!"
After the old man's gaze turned to Mu Qingtian's body, he suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed, his eyes full of greed and cruelty.
"Lao Mo, this guy guesses that my demonization is not an opponent, do you have a way?"
If the other party is the True Yuan Realm, Mu Qingtian can still fight, but this old man has obviously stepped into the Middle Five Realm.
The cultivators of the Middle Five Realms have gone beyond the category of martial artists, and they are heavenly immortals in the eyes of mortals, and the martial artists of the Lower Five Realms are no different from ants in their eyes.