Chapter 117: Mr. Fengda

Red Xiaozhu listens to the rain Xuan, the sandalwood is long, and the fragrant tea is fragrant.

The master Zhao Zhiyu sat on the main seat, and under her, the five brothers and sisters of the "Mingyue Building" were lined up on both sides, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Senior Sister Zhiyu, I heard that your cultivation has improved a lot, this time you return to Mingyue City, there must be some good news to bring!" Senior Brother Han Hai bowed his hand and said politely.

Zhao Zhiyu is dressed in white today, with his hair pulled high, revealing delicate cheeks and snow-white neck, although it is beautiful, but the most rare thing is that unearthly temperament, which makes people dare not face it.

She opened her lips lightly and said, "Senior Brother Han has won the prize!" This time I went to Mingyue City, the whole city was preparing for battle, the strongest teams in the Phoenix Region and the Luoxia Region appeared in the Northeast Wasteland, and Marquis Ning was in a hurry one after another, and the situation was said to be very critical!"

"Is it so serious?" Han Hai exclaimed, and the rest of the people were also very moved.

Zhao Zhiyu nodded and said, "It's very serious, our General He of Yeshui City has already led the Flying Tiger Army north." The war is chaotic, and I don't know how many cities will be destroyed. ”

When several people talked about the war, their emotions were a little low, and Zhao Zhiyu was the first to react, she said:

"Okay, senior brothers, senior sisters, let's not talk about this topic. Today, I will replace the wine with tea, toast you, and welcome you to Yeshui City, the general of Yeshui City is the general of the Bright Moon King!"

Han Hai and a few others raised their glasses, the fourth Wang Li was sullen all the time, and the maid standing next to Zhao Zhiyu kept looking at him again, covering her mouth and laughing.

"Oh, I can't stand it like this! Where am I in the mood to drink tea now, I only want to find those boys in the sky, and then beat them up with a board to get angry, it's just too annoying, it actually makes me ......" Wang Li said angrily, he put the tea cup on the coffee table, and stumbled.

Zhao Zhiyu frowned slightly, but the rest couldn't help laughing.

"Fourth, there is a saying that adults don't remember villains, now that Mo Yan and Lang Yong have become our disciples, why are you still worried about these little things? By the way, Mo Yan and Lang Yong are both recommended by Senior Sister Zhao!" said the fifth lady Ni Xiangjiao.

She is wearing a yellow robe today, and her whole person also looks charming.

"It's your disciple, not my disciple!" Wang Li emphasized, he paused, and said, "I think this distribution is unfair, although the Hua Xiaoshuai assigned to me is not good, but the surname is too bad." We are a warlord training class, and he can't do it......"

"Yo!" Ni Shangjiao snorted and said, "It's been a long time, you think the distribution of disciples is unfair, Hua Xiaoshuai can't do it, who do you think can do it?"

"Mo Yan ......" Wang Li blurted out, he said it, but he felt a little too much, and his tone slowed down: "At least Lang Yong and Hong Fatzi want to give me one!"

"Gege!" Ni Shangjiao laughed and said to Zhao Zhiyu: "Senior Sister Zhao, you see, your senior brother Wang Li is not a fighter, he doesn't know each other, but he is obsessed with these three bastards." ”

Zhao Zhiyu smiled faintly and said, "I know what you mean, but Mr. Fengda's surname is very strange, and my father has to give him three points." He temporarily detained Mo Yan and a few others, and he must have considered it all.

Mo Yan's three seedlings are not easy, their current cultivation is not enough to protect themselves, after all, they have offended too many people......"

"We can protect them...... , who dares to provoke the dignity of the 'Mingyue Tower'?" Ni Shang suddenly stood up and said.

"Cough, cough!" The second senior brother, who had always been taciturn, coughed, slowly put down the teacup and said, "Senior Sister Zhiyu, this battle general cultivation class is an opportunity for the expansion of our Mingyue Tower, which is appointed by the King of Mingyue. Everything should be presided over by our Mingyue Tower.

Mr. Feng Da is certainly highly respected, but there is something wrong with his approach. ”

Zhao Zhiyu frowned and was silent.

Mo Yan and the other three made a big fuss in the trial ground, and this incident caused a sensation in the entire Yeshui Thirty-Seven City Fu Cultivation Realm. That day, the real-life phantom on the phantom wall of the Immortal King Square was recorded by Fu Xiu with a heart, and that phantom was circulated everywhere, Mo Yan, Lang Yong and the fat man, and they became famous overnight.

At this moment, another doubt was plaguing everyone's hearts.

In the Immortal King Square that day, the rest of the final battle general cultivation class was confirmed, but Mo Yan and Lang Yong and the other three never came out of the "White Jade Warm Pool", and finally Mr. Feng Da erased the phantom, took back the warm pool, and floated away.

Mr. Feng Da detained Mo Yan and the other three in his hands, and this amazing news quickly spread in Ye Shui City, and this time the scope was more extensive. Not only is it rumored that the low-level runes are in cultivation at this time, but even in the upper-level runes in Yeshui City, everyone is talking about this with relish.

This war general training class was presided over by "Mingyue Lou", Mingyue Lou tried his best to select the war general seedlings, but he was controlled by Mr. Feng Da, what is he going to do?

The forces of all parties in Ye Shui City, especially those who hated Mo Yan and the others to the core, understood this situation and contributed to it, hoping that this matter could evolve into some kind of drastic change.

And it was in this context that Han Hai and the other five began to mediate in Yeshui City, and this time, they found Zhao Zhiyu.

They had high expectations for Zhao Zhiyu, after all, Zhao Zhiyu also belonged to Mingyue Tower, and at the same time, she belonged to a transcendent existence in Yeshui City. If he comes forward to negotiate with Mr. Feng Da, there may be a turnaround in this matter.

"Are those boys really that good? I think that in addition to the one surnamed Mo, the other two are very cowardly!" the little maid whispered underneath.

"Mo Yan can't be considered too good, if he talks about Fu Dao, how can he compare to our young lady?"

"Little pigeon, what are you talking about?, haven't you seen any guests?" Zhao Zhiyu frowned, her eyes swept over the faces of several people, and said: "Since a few senior brothers have found me, I will visit Mr. Feng once, but I can......'t care if it is successful or not."

When Zhao Zhiyu said this, Han Hai and the others were overjoyed, and Ni Sheng stood up and said with a smile: "With my junior sister coming forward, things will definitely take a turn for the better." If there is no turnaround, we will have to give feedback to Bright Moon City. ”

...... The mountains are so big that I don't know how many tens of thousands of miles they have.

At the top of the mountains, the lone peak reaches into the sky, like a sharp sword pointing to the sky.

At the top of the mountain, there were four people.

A white-faced monk in his forties, the other three were all young, and of the three young monks, one of whom had small eyes and the other was fat, both of them had distinctive characteristics.

Yes, these three people are Mo Yan, Lang Yong and Hong Bao.

Among the three, Mo Yan sat cross-legged, his eyes looking at a huge stone tablet in front of him, which was densely packed with all kinds of esoteric and complicated runes. Compared with Mo Yan's seriousness, Lang Yong's small eyes were spinning around, and his eyebrows were like rats, and at first glance, he was thinking of a ghost idea in his heart.

The fat man, on the other hand, leaned against a stone wall and slept soundly, occasionally snoring loudly.

"I said, uncle, you don't need to be so ruthless, we have already admitted our mistakes, we shouldn't mess up your testing ground, but you brought us to this wilderness......" Lang Yong was emotional, he stood at the top of the peak, pointing around, "Look at ...... What kind of place is this, birds don't, this stay is a few days and nights, and the people who are beaten with iron can't stand it...... Oops!"

Halfway through Lang Yong's words, he quickly blocked his throat with something, and desperately spit out, a strip of earthworm-like disgusting things bubbled out, and the insects spit on the ground and still squirmed, which made people creepy.

Lang Yong's face turned pale, and he quickly shut up, his eyes staring at the white-faced monk with an expressionless face, his expression extremely complicated.

It's been three whole days, and I don't know what this person is going to do, he put Mo Yan in front of the stone tablet, and the two of them were in a daze like that, not talking or eating or drinking, which made Lang Yong really unbearable.

Every time he couldn't stand it, he would immediately be punished for making noise with the white-faced monk, and Lang Yong fainted directly when he saw these disgusting insects, and the bitter bile in his stomach spit out.

I couldn't stand it, Lang Yong glanced at Hong Bao, Hong Bao was fat and wide-hearted, and he fell asleep.

"Dead fat!" Lang Yong muttered, glanced at Mo Yan with a blank face, and muttered: "The boss won't go crazy, right, how did he become a puppet?"

The white-faced monk frowned, and said with a curled mouth: "Didn't you gain a lot of money in the Great Trial Ground! Among them, there is a talisman seal of 'Bright Moon Palace', this is a treasure that you have coveted for a long time, you have nothing to do, you can use this talisman to go to Bright Moon Palace!"

Lang Yong was stunned for a moment, looked up and said, "How do you know?

His face was vigilant, and he kept running his mind to spy on his storage talisman, but fortunately, there were no fewer items, and his expression was a little looser.

"These things are obtained by the three of us getting rich together, and the boss has to distribute them!" Lang Yong said.

The white-faced monk smiled faintly and said, "Don't wait for him, he has already authorized me." In this way, among these things, you value the pass talisman of 'Bright Moon Palace' the most, and the fat man likes the high-grade talisman of 'Yelan' the most. These two items are for you!

As for the rest of the items, you have one-tenth of the Yuan Stone, and the medicinal materials are all Mo Yan's. ”

"This ...... This...... Really?" Lang Yong had a look of surprise on his face, but immediately, he frowned and said, "You're not the boss, how do you know he'll agree?"

"As I said, he authorized it to me. Believe it or not!" The white-faced monk said lightly, "We're going to stay here for at least five more days, so you can do it yourself!"

"What? I have to stay for five days? My mother is a good girl, I ......" Lang Yong jumped up, and was about to curse, when he saw the white-faced monk, he quickly covered his mouth.

He fidgeted, his eyes kept looking into the talisman, and he stared at the purple talisman, and his heart was really hard to decide.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, it's done." It's so boring, and the boss must be able to understand it. He glanced at the fat man, "The dead fat man's opinion is ignored, if it weren't for Lao Tzu, he wouldn't have had a chance to follow Boss Mo......"

(To be continued)