Seeing Yue Mochen's expression, Honduras was slightly stunned and said, "What's wrong?

"What is your relationship with Hongdu Fengdu?"

Yue Mochen's tone was very careful, although he had no regrets about killing Hongdu Fengdu, he didn't want to ruin his relationship with Honduras because of this.

"What's the matter? That guy messed with you??" Honduras' face changed: "Wait for me to go back and teach him a good lesson for you!"

"I'm afraid I won't have this opportunity, I've already ...... him"

Yue Mochen said, making a posture of wiping his neck.

"What!?"

Before Honduras could react, Song Chunhan and the others exclaimed in surprise.

"Ming Jue you, are you crazy, you ...... the Dota Clan"

Yue Mochen shook his head and said, "I have a reason to kill him, fatty, what is your relationship with him? If you want to seek revenge on me, I understand." ”

Honduras looked at Yue Mochen with a strange expression and said, "You really give him ...... Killed?"

"Well, I did it myself. ”

Yue Mochen admitted that since he chose to tell the matter, he didn't think about hiding anything, in fact, what he cared more about was not that the Dota clan would take revenge on him, but that he was afraid that someone would find out about this matter and find out about his relationship with the Eternal Night Pavilion, and in that case, it would no longer be a secret that he was pretending to be Xuanming.

"Haha, Mingjue, you did me a great favor, I'll talk to him, hahahaha, needless to say, kill well!

Honduras laughed, again drawing sideways glances, but he ignored them and continued to laugh merrily.

Now, to Yue Mochen and the others wondered, his own clan was killed, how happy was he?

However, Song Chunhan seemed to have thought of something, and wondered: "Fat man, is that Hongdu Fengdu the cousin you said?"

"Yes, it was the cousin who harmed me three or four times, and if it weren't for my life, I would have died in an 'accident' when I was seven years old. ”

Honduras said hatefully: "My father originally had no heirs, only seven daughters, because of the clan rules of the Dota clan, the patriarch can only be a male, so several of my cousins have been raised as young patriarchs until I was born......"

Speaking of this, Honduras didn't go on, but everyone already understood the whole story, Song Chunhan patted Honduras on the shoulder and said, "We are your brothers." ”

Hearing this, Yue Mochen also smiled lightly and put his hand on the other shoulder of Honduras: "The most helpless thing in life is that you can't choose your relatives, but you can choose who will be your brother." ”

When Honduras heard this, he smiled knowingly: "Well said! Mingjue, if this incident has never happened, I will help you carry it down!"

"Will that affect you?" Yue Mochen asked worriedly, if this matter would affect Honduras itself, then Yue Mochen could only think of another way to solve it.

"Don't worry, I'm the young patriarch, who can help me? Besides, I don't want to kill that guy in a day and a half, my father knows it. Honduras swore by it.

"Hehe, well, although you lose, this water bead is yours. Yue Mochen said with a smile.

Naturally, Honduras will not be convinced: "Who said that! Isn't this good? Sexual impotence still prevails!"

"Then let's gamble again, within ten moves, if you can't lose this sexual incompetence, you can pack today's meal, otherwise, I'll pack it, how about it?" Yue Mochen said with a smile on his face.

"Okay!" Honduras agreed, turning his gaze back to the competition between the two disciples of the Shifting Star Sect.

Yue Mochen also refocused his attention on the game between the two.

The two people on the stage are both swordsmen, but Xing Wuya uses a narrow horizontal knife, which is flexible and tricky, while Xing Wuya uses a nine-ring big knife like the one played in a martial arts movie, which is very domineering.

The two of them went back and forth on the stage, the knife was slammed directly, and the relatively thin horizontal knife was naturally crushed to death by the nine-ring broadsword, although Xing Wuya remained undefeated, but he could only passively block Xing Wuyi's aggressive attack.

At this moment, Xing Wucan, who was holding the giant knife in his hand, slashed out again, the nine rings collided with each other, and a soft sound sounded, and the domineering blade broke through the groundbreak!

When the sound of breaking the air sounded, the powerful sword power blasted towards the stars with a strong wind.

Xing Wuya knew that he would be invincible if he hit it hard, so he retreated under his feet and dodged out of the attack range of the opponent's long knife.

In the audience, seeing this, Honduras smiled confidently, and cast a smug look at Yue Mochen, as if to say: "Look, how can 'sexual impotence' lose?"

Yue Mochen smiled without saying a word, and continued to look at the two people who were fighting.

On the stage, Xing Wuwu was so powerful that he was unforgiving, the nine-ring big knife in his hand was danced by him, the purple and cyan knife seemed to be overwhelmed by dark clouds, covering the stars endlessly, facing the impotent stars step by step, Xing Wuya could only retreat again and again.

"Now that star is in danger!"

Seeing this, Song Chunhan also stood on the side of the fat man.

"Jiang is still old and spicy, although this Xing Wuya has a good talent, and he has the same cultivation as Xing Wuya at a young age, but this time he may have to lose. This is Ma Huaming's opinion.

Hanging Mingkong on the side was silent, but looking at his eyes, he obviously didn't believe Yue Mochen's judgment.

"Then let's wait and see, there are still eight moves!"

Yue Mochen smiled lightly, with a confident expression, except for Honduras, everyone else glanced at Yue Mochen suspiciously, very puzzled why he was so confident.

Honduras, on the other hand, did not think of this layer and continued to stare at the two on the stage.

Xing Wuya's body is good, even if Xing Wuyi has been chasing after him, he still hasn't been injured, but he has always been at a disadvantage, and he doesn't even have much chance to fight back.

"Seven more moves!"

The face of Honduras already has the smile of a "winner", and the word "proud" is written on the face of the fat.

"Huh?"

But at this time, Xuan Mingkong seemed to see something, and let out a puzzled sound.

Yue Mochen turned his head to look at the hanging sky and said, "See it?"

"Sort of, not sure. Xuan Ming replied thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Honduras frowned, and the great fat man suddenly became a little nervous: "See what?"

Yue Mochen smiled confidently: "There are five more tricks, you will know if you look at it." ”

"There are four more tricks ......"

"Three Tricks ......"

"Two moves!"

The fat man's tone had fluctuated, and finally, the ninth recruitment time came, and the fat man shouted: "The last move!"

But at this moment, a glimmer of light flashed in Yue Mochen's eyes, and he smiled: "It's time!"