The girl in the red dress took Mu Yuxi's hand and squeezed into the crowd, but she still underestimated the gossip power of the masses, and finally had to carry the sword yuan in the dantian, and a black and cyan halo flashed, which was worthy of killing a small path. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey, Sister Yuxi, who is that old man, why does he look so badly faced", the red-clothed girl who finally squeezed into the inner circle, sorted out the mess, and didn't know that she had been secretly rubbed a few handfuls of oil, and pointed at Wang Yuandao curiously.

On the other hand, Mu Yuxi's clothes are extremely neat, not at all like she was squeezed out of the crowd, it can be seen from this point that her cultivation is more than a step higher than that of the girl in the red dress.

Shaking his head, Mu Yuxi helped the girl in red, straightened up her messy long hair, looked at her hand and said, "Yuling, didn't you just take me to the 'Fu Lian Treasure Pavilion' the day before yesterday to buy ten third-order explosive talismans, and I forgot about it so quickly." ”

"Oh, I remember, he is the head of the talisman seller in this place", Mu Yuling clapped his little hand and suddenly said.

Mu Yuxi couldn't help laughing, tapped Mu Yuling's head and said, "You girl, why are you talking so thinly, let your father hear it, and let you be locked in the study and meditate for a few days." ”

Mu Yuling spit out the little ****, and immediately smiled and said: "As long as my sister doesn't say it, where will my father know." ”

Shaking his head, Mu Yuxi was at a loss for this sister, "He is not the head of buying talismans, he is the chief steward of the "Fu Refining Treasure Pavilion" in Dongcheng, named Wang Yuan, he is an amazing summoner, placed in the general pavilion of the "Fu Lian Treasure Pavilion", and also holds the position of honorary elder, and has a lot of rights. ”

Talking about the identity of the old man, Mu Yuxi has a lot of information about the major forces in the royal city.

"Hmm, I didn't see that this old man was still a summoner, who was the young man next to him, why did he catch a little girl like this, it's too inhuman", looking at Wang Tong who grabbed the kitten fiercely, Mu Yuling pursed his lips and pulled him into the blacklist.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she grabbed Mu Yuxi beside her and shook it: "Hey, hey, Sister Yuxi, look, look, who is that young man, and he actually let the old man use his mental power, is it the two of them stealing something." ”

Stealing things, mental strength, couldn't stand her sister's shaking, Mu Yuxi helplessly followed her finger and looked over again.

"That young man's name is Wang Tong, he is Wang Yuan's only son, he is mediocre, lazy, and he is a woman, relying on the high-level mental method that his father found for him, as well as a bunch of spar medicinal materials, he can only cultivate to the level of the fourth stage of bronze, and it is difficult to become a great weapon. ”

pointed out the characteristics of the young man, Mu Yuxi didn't stay on him for a second longer, but when she saw the girl in Wang Tong's hand, she suddenly said "suspicious" in her mouth.

That girl, isn't it the maid who hid behind Mo Yu last time, how could she be here, and subconsciously looked at the young man Mu Yuling said.

Mu Yuxi recognized it at once, isn't that Mo Yu!

Why is he here, and what happened to him after the last gambling fight?

"Sister, what's wrong, do you know that young man?" Seeing Mu Yuxi's frowns, Mu Yuling suddenly became interested.

"Well, you've seen it once", looking at Mo Yu, who was crushed to the ground by the old man's spiritual power in the distance, Mu Yuxi didn't know what he was thinking.

"I've seen it? how could it be, I remember never... Hey, Sister Yuxi, when you say this, I look a little familiar", however, the girl in red racked her brains, but for a while she couldn't remember who it was.

"Mo Yu, a few years ago, the Great Mo Dynasty sent him to do academic exchanges, and when he first came, we happened to be in the palace at the time", as he said, Mu Yuxi probed the relevant information from the surrounding discussions.

"Hmm, I remember, is it the Muggle proton who was thrown over, not only can't cultivate, but I heard that he has been causing trouble, and he only signed a gambling contract with his maid a few days ago, and this time something happened, and he actually let the old man come forward in person. ”

She knows a little about Mo Yu, but most of them are negative news, and she also signs a gambling contract with her maid as an item, which makes Mu Yuling not have a very good impression of him.

Mu Yuxi was also puzzled, but listening to the constant discussions of the people around her, she was vague, but she also peeled off some useful news.

Basically, Mo Yu forcibly broke into the "Fu Lian Treasure Pavilion" and injured Wang Yuan's son Wang Tong, which attracted Wang Yuan's anger.

Listening to the game, Mu Yuxi frowned tightly, this is completely false.

Let's not talk about how Mo Yu forcibly broke into the "Fu Lian Treasure Pavilion", no matter how stubborn Wang Tong is, he has barely cultivated to the fourth stage of bronze, but it is not something that Mo Yu, who can't even cross the threshold of a swordsman, can be injured.

When the second daughter was puzzled, Wang Yuan spoke again.

"The old man told you to kneel, didn't you hear", looking at Mo Yu who was still insisting, Wang Yuan's expression turned cold, he snorted, accompanied by the raging flames in his eyes, an invisible pressure pressed Mo Yu again.

Bang, Mo Yu's arm, which was originally barely supported, was bent again and again, and between the white fingers that were crushed on the bluestone bricks, there was even a trace of blood overflowing.

The continuous burst of spiritual power, even the surrounding crowd, faintly felt the pressure.

Looking at Mo Yu in surprise, it was hard for everyone to imagine how Mo Yu, who was not supported by Jian Yuan, could survive under the spiritual pressure of a powerful summoner.

However, looking at his appearance, he has reached the limit, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he ...

Mo Yu didn't know what everyone thought, and he didn't care about knowing.

The terrifying pressure around him was like standing under a hundred-foot high waterfall, constantly washing his nerves to the extreme.

If it weren't for the fusion of the fragments of the prince's soul, coupled with Mo Yu's tenacious will, he would have fallen down as early as the old man's first spiritual pressure.

Rao is like this, at this time, Mo Yu's consciousness is also faintly blank, and his ears are buzzing.

Since the moment Mo Yu was discovered, the white-robed young man seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and there was no more sound.

The body was faintly sinking, the arms were bent more and more, and Mo Yu's consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

Feeling his knees about to touch the ground, he held his breath and was on the last edge.

No way.

Sweat soaked Mo Yu's whole body, and a voice in the dark urged him to let go of his last breath.

As long as you loosen it, it's comfortable.

Looking at the shaking ground, Mo Yu's will gradually weakened with the trance of his spirit.

When everyone saw this, this young man, can't he?

Mu Yuxi's face was calm, Mo Yu and her had no intersection, as long as his life was not in danger, she would not do anything superfluous.

"Young master", just when Mo Yu was about to lose his support, the kitten cried and suddenly sounded, she couldn't stand the young master's tired appearance.

Accompanied by the kitten's cry, it was a slap from Wang Tong's hand.

"Slut, did I let you scream, hehe, after a while, I will let you not even have the strength to scream, take advantage of the young master who looks at you more now, and take a good look at that garbage, how to kneel", clasping the kitten's wrist, Wang Tong said with a sneer.

However, the kitten's shout was out of thin air in the sea of Mo Yu's spiritual consciousness, exploding a monstrous wave.

The prism that was originally silent in the sea of spiritual consciousness, among the portraits opened by the white-robed young man, shot out of the white-gold inheritance mark, but at this time, a faint light quietly lit up, looking at its shape, it looked like a miniature baby. (To be continued.) )