Chapter Seventy-Three: Running Away When You Get Cheap
For Wu Linda, saving His Royal Highness the Prince is the most important thing, as a protector, he can't take the initiative to deal with juniors. This is not only an unwritten agreement on the rivers and lakes, but also a family rule of the Tianyuan royal family, just to sharpen out better descendants to inherit the throne or unification.
The Tian Yuan royal family can provide corresponding resources for the younger generations, but it will not send a master to avenge a certain prince, and all grievances can only be resolved by themselves, which is a rule left by the royal family thousands of years ago, and this is also the basis for Mo Fan to dare to act mischiefly.
The prince of the world is a noble status in front of ordinary people, but he is nothing in front of the six holy lands and the nine top sects, and everything in this world depends on strength. In fact, the management of the Tianyuan Imperial Family is also the same as the sect in some aspects, and it can be said that it is a country or a sect.
Mo Fan has been secretly provoking Xiao Ling'er with words, but he never faces it head-on, and he returns to his hands as soon as he moves the Extreme Blade Sword. Xiao Ling'er, who was in a hurry, chased after each other on the big night, and went around a big circle and returned to the original place, making the entire Xiliang City unpeaceful.
"Bastard boy, you're enough! How long do you want to mess around, don't you think tonight is big enough?"
Mei Lin from Haichuan Academy couldn't stand it, and scolded Mo Fan impatiently. I saw her grasp it in the house, and a Yuanli giant palm appeared out of thin air in the night sky, pressing Mo Fan to the ground and making him unable to move.
Xiao Ling'er was also quite spicy, she found that Mo Fan's restrained raising hand was the fifth type of "Splitting Sword" in the "Streamer Sword Technique", seventy-two sharp and bright sword lights roared through the air, sealing the opponent's retreat from front to back.
Mei Lin saw that people dared to kill people with their own hands, she snorted coldly, "presumptuous", the majestic momentum of the "True Martial Realm" Douhuang burst out, and the people hiding in the shadows seemed to have a big mountain pressed on their backs, and they were struggling.
Xiao Ling'er's sharp sword light shattered when it touched the giant hand of Yuan Li who imprisoned Mo Fan, and at this moment, this imprisonment became his umbrella, it was really a blessing for Sai Weng to lose his horse.
"If you have any grievances, go to the martial arts arena in the city to solve them, and if you dare to disturb people in the middle of the night, I won't be able to spare you, get out!"
Merlin's angry warning words echoed in the night sky, and the others could do nothing but be unhappy in their hearts, and they all left angrily. The obscene Mo Fan used the spiritual victory method to ravage Mei Lin, Xiao Ling'er and others several times in his mind, and he chatted with the sword spirit Li Dashan in a comfortable mood.
"Bastard boy, you are really lawless, you dare to poke any basket, you are waiting to be hunted down, right?"
In the illusory sword realm, Li Dashan scolded Mo Fan with a straight face. And Mo Fan's hippie smile didn't care at all, and looked at the sword spirit who was also a teacher and friend with an evil smile and said: "Lao Li, I'm still afraid of a fart with your escort, can't I run away if I can't beat others?" As you said, I let my sword fly when I reached the realm of sword heart, you can't regret it!"
"I'll just regret it, what's the matter?"
Li Dashan glanced at Mo Fan with disdain, and snorted coldly with an expression that you can bear me, "Stinky boy, do you regret what you promised me? Don't even think about trampling me under your feet! Hmph! Don't do your daydreams anymore!"
"Hehe, Lao Li, you're awesome!"
Mo Fan looked at Li Dashan with a smile, and then took out his killer weapon and threatened: "I have worshiped more than ten old-timers as teachers now, what do you want, I can't look at your broken things, you can keep them and slowly rust! Wait a minute, I'll seal you in the latrine, see how you are still screaming, hehe!"
"You bastard..."
Li Dashan was so angry that he had no choice but to compromise with a scoundrel like Mo Fan, so he glared at him and had no choice but to compromise.
"Stinky boy, you won!"
Listening to Lao Li's angry and unwilling compromise, Mo Fan laughed proudly and his nostrils turned to the sky, looking like a villain was rampant.
"Okay, Lao Li, I won't tease you, why am I willing to lose you! I'll say hello to my sister and leave, I don't want to waste time with these clowns?"
"Stinky boy, where are you going?"
Mo Fei ignored Li Dashan's question, and went to Mo Yun to say goodbye when he exited the void sword realm.
"Bastard boy, take my words as wind in your ears, don't you!
Mei Lin looked at Mo Fan who knocked on the door in the middle of the night with an impatient look on her face, stretched out her hand and grabbed his ear and pretended to be angry: "You cow ears, you only have a look, do you want me to stab you with a stick?"
"Beautiful, kind, gentle and generous Sister Mei Lin, spare your life, I'm here to say goodbye to you!"
The bold Mo Fan kept patting his ass and begging for mercy in his mouth, but his hands held Mei Lin's soft hand and didn't let go.
"Bastard thing, you dare to take advantage of my advantage, do you want to die?"
Mei Lin let go of Mo Fan and quickly pulled out her right hand, and was taken advantage of by a hairy boy, making her cry and laugh. She laughed and scolded Mo Fan with a flick of her sleeves, closed the door and looked at Mo Yun angrily and said: "Dead girl, how can you put up such a troublesome and shameless brother, if it weren't for your sake, I would have slapped him to death with one palm." ”
"Beautiful dear master, you are the best! Don't be like Brother Fan when you have a lot of adults, okay?"
Mo Yun hugged Mei Lin's arm and was coquettish, and her voice was very cute, "Brother Fan is a good person, but he has a stinky mouth and is not forgiving, except for a little bit of care, other aspects are still very good, Sister Xiao Xiao, do you say it?"
She looked at Xiao Xiao, who was a little shy, and continued: "Good sister, is it okay for you to be my sister-in-law, so that we can kiss and kiss, hehe!"
Xiao Xiao, who was embarrassed and angry, rolled her eyes and glared at Mo Yun coldly, "Dead Nizi, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will tear your mouth! Just your bastard brother, even if all the men in this world are dead, I will not marry him, I will have to pay the price for him one day!"
"Hehe, is it Sister Xiao Xiao?"
Mo Yun looked at Xiao Xiao with a teasing look, walked to the front and picked up her delicate chin and kissed it quickly, and then said with a smile, "Hehe, it's so fragrant, no wonder Brother Fan can't help but kiss you, how is his kissing skill!"
"Ah, you stinky rascal!
Xiao Xiao, who reacted, blushed with shame, rolled up her sleeves and pulled with Mo Yun, if you scratch your armpits, I will hit my chest. Mei Lin looked at the two little girls hugging each other and was not serious, snorted a few times, saw that they ignored herself, smiled bitterly, and walked straight to the room.
Mo Fan, who was thrown up by his sleeves, stayed on the roof for a while, looking at the figures pulled together by the window, and with a chuckle, he threw his sword away, only his provocative words before leaving echoed in the night sky.
"Clowns, the master won't compensate you for playing, let's go......"