Bang, two loud slaps slapped Xie Xiaonan's cheeks respectively. When the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info crab Batian made a move, his face was pale.

"Dad, why are you beating me? Am I not right, our magic weapon was destroyed like this, forget it......" Xie Xiaonan wanted to say more, but was kicked twice by Crab Batian, and scolded angrily: "Useless idiot, don't you get out of here quickly, do you continue to be a monkey here!" said and waved a fist towards Xie Xiaonan.

Under the punches and kicks, Xie Xiaonan seemed to have an understanding, and looked at Mo Yufei helplessly, his eyes were full of cruelty. Only then did he jump off the high platform with his father one after another, and walked to the exit of the square, and the misty long street gradually faded away. As they walked, they let out long sighs from time to time, as if they had great unwillingness and helplessness.

As the father and son gradually drifted apart, the noble queen knew that something was wrong, her face changed in shock, and she took the maid Qin Zhi's head, which was also one after the other, and gradually disappeared in the thick fog.

Only Mo Xiaofeng is still fighting with Li Shanshan unrelentingly. She was about to catch Li Shanshan, but at this moment, Elder Teng Snake shook his sleeves, shouted angrily, rushed to Mo Xiaofeng's side, stretched out his right hand, pinched his index finger, and suddenly a silver ray rushed out, straight towards Mo Xiaofeng, and then, his left index finger was another finger, and his fingertips instantly shot out a golden ray, and shot at the Demon Xiaofeng who had just avoided again. Although Demon Xiaofeng dodged left and right, Elder Teng Snake fired his bow left and right like a cannon, and Mo Xiaofeng only cared about self-protection for a while, where could he still catch Li Shanshan.

Li Shanshan looked proud, looked at Mo Yufei who won on the high platform, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Her previous nervousness and apprehension were swept away, and her heart was full of joy.

Demon Xiaofeng has been defeated by the Teng Snake Elder, and later, Demon Xiaofeng only felt that the situation was not good, because of the existence of the ethereal face of the Demon Venerable, it was expected that the Demon Venerable master and apprentice would definitely help the Tianwu District, so she let go of her hatred for the Martial Illusion Demon Lord, and let out a cold voice: "Demon Lord, you listen to me, it is difficult for me to take revenge at the moment, and one day in the future, sooner or later, I will have to find you to settle accounts! Her tone was angry, and her figure quickly regressed, dodging left and right, quickly reversing, her body turned sharply, and then she quickly retreated to the exit of the square, disappearing into the hazy and turbid mist.

Seeing that Mo Xiaofeng and the others disappeared one after another, Mo Yufei's tense nerves were also slightly relaxed. The strong enemy left temporarily, and he finally felt a little at ease. Don't be so restless anymore!

But when he looked at Li Shanshan's smiling expression again, he couldn't help frowning again, and his heart beat suddenly again. Although he tried his best to recite the Buddhist scriptures silently, the Li Shanshan in front of him was really beautiful. Slim and delicate. If any man sees her intoxicating expression, there is no one who is not moved, let alone Mo Yufei.

Although Mo Yufei is a Buddha idiot, he has long looked down on the relationship between men and women, but if he is unmoved and has no feelings, it is pure nonsense. It's just that as soon as his delusions were born, he immediately used the Diamond Sutra to restrain and suppress them. Although he can't get rid of this **** thought, he tries his best to keep his heart calm, although the ups and downs are not too big. So much so that he was calm on the surface, and he looked like he was nothing.

However, the more Mo Yufei had this expression, the more Li Shanshan longed for it in her heart, and the more she felt that this Martial Illusion Demon Lord was cold and arrogant, which was exactly the kind she liked. Therefore, Li Shanshan's kind gaze is even more difficult to hide. Mo Yufei knew that something was wrong, and quickly shifted his attention, he raised his head and bowed to the Demon Monarch and said, "Thank you Master for your timely help and help the apprentice, thank you for the apprentice!"

I saw that the behemoth face flickered in mid-air, and the expression on his face instantly became gentle, and his voice was like thunder, and he suddenly said: "Good boy, this competition to recruit relatives, you have the chance to win, and after you win the championship on the spot, how about talking to the teacher?"

"Okay! Master will watch the battle in the air, and after the apprentice wins the championship, he will have a long talk with the master!" Mo Yufei had already played the role of the Martial Illusion Demon Lord, and he had to play all the way at this moment. With the guidance of the Buddha's light,

already knew that he and the Martial Illusion Demon Lord were almost twins. Both temperament and appearance are extremely consistent. That's why he went out and put together this play. Just because he was in a difficult situation, in order to survive, in order to survive, even though he knew that to do so was deception, and to Buddhism, it was a sin. However, if he didn't, he would be killed by his opponent like this, and he would be unwilling.

Because he doesn't want to die, because he wants to survive, and he wants to survive better and stronger, he has no other way now but to continue to play the role of the Martial Demon Lord well. At this moment, Buddha Guang is recuperating again, and he can't help himself, at this moment, he can only continue to play the role of a good demon lord, and use the master of the demon venerable to help himself and overcome obstacles for himself.

However, Mo Yufei was worried again, if that sentence, that expression. Which behavior is wrong, the Demon Venerable will definitely see it.

And what made Mo Yufei feel the most terrifying was that if the real Martial Illusion Demon Lord came to him and confronted him personally, to expose his identity, wouldn't he be self-defeating and had no way to escape!? Thinking of this, Mo Yufei's scalp couldn't help but tingle and he was terrified. A terrible thought that a crisis might appear at any time involuntarily appeared in Mo Yufei's heart, and it could not be erased for a long time.

After the face of the Demon Venerable completely disappeared, Mo Yufei stood on the high platform, quietly looking at the bottom of the high platform, as if waiting for the challenger to come to the stage to fight.

Elder Teng Snake flew up, jumped onto the high platform, clasped his fists and said, "This is the Martial Demon Monarch from the Illusion Demon District!

At this moment, almost all the tens of thousands of martial arts warriors in the audience knew that the martial illusion warrior who won Xie Xiaonan on this high platform was none other than the martial illusion demon lord's proud disciple of the Martial Illusion Demon Venerable! Moreover, the Martial Illusion Demon Venerable had already shown his face, and he was already shocked to be present, not to mention showing his whole body, how powerful it should be? No one knew. They didn't dare to come to the stage and were eager to try, they were already quite jealous of Mo Yufei, plus the Demon Venerable who would help him at any time, who would dare to go on stage to find death!"

So, although there were thousands of people in the audience, after listening to Elder Teng Snake's question, those who wanted to participate in the competition did not hesitate, and left quickly one by one, and no one even talked about it. In the blink of an eye, most of the audience had walked away. There are only a few left, and they are not keen on participating in the competition, but just want to see the excitement. I want to see the results.

Li Shanshan's eyes were even more meaningful, and she couldn't help but flicker and stare at Mo Yufei's proud demeanor on the high platform. Seeing that those martial arts who wanted to participate in the competition were racing to leave, they already knew their intentions, and their hearts were overjoyed.

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