"No eyes for fists and feet, no matter if you live or die!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately caused exclamations from those present. After all, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement, even if it's a godborn.

In the cheers, the faces of those challengers were a little unbearable, but they couldn't help but feel a little worried when they saw Mo Zhiyu's very serious look now.

After all, Mo Zhiyu has been rumored to be miraculous in the past two hundred years, and he is a person who has walked back alive from the secret realm many times, and he has reached the current Hongmeng realm in a short period of time, who knows how powerful this person is?

"What? Isn't it arrogant? Mo Zhiyu smiled lightly, looking at this group of people, of course, this sentence caused a group of people to shout, but no one dared to really come forward.

Mo Zhiyu lightly "cut" in his heart, and sure enough, whether it is a human race or a divine descendant, they all have a stinky virtue. Then he didn't bother with the guys, turned his head and searched the crowd, and then shouted in one direction and said, "Hey, I said, go ahead and lead the way!" ”

Everyone followed Mo Zhiyu's shout, and stared at one person in unison, this person was of course Mo Xian. After he took a look at the group of people in the Cheng family just now, he decisively hid in the crowd to watch the battle, how do you know that Mo Zhiyu was still arrogantly trying to "live or die" with people one second ago, and he came to find himself the next second, this brain circuit is beating too fast, right?

Mo Zhi was still stunned when he saw Mo Xian, so he shouted again: "What are you stunned, I was beaten just now, not you." Old Mo, let's go. ”

Mo Xian looked at the people around him who were staring at him, and he was worried in his heart, he was afraid that there would be no peaceful life now. Before, he was just a leader, but now Mo Zhiyu calls him like this, which shows that there is no such simple thing as "leading the way" between him and Mo Zhiyu, and these people may think that he is very familiar with Mo Zhiyu, and they will definitely block him from asking questions.

"Hey! Hey! Seeing that Mo Xian had not moved, Mo Zhi waved his hand at Mo Xian and said half-jokingly, "Have you been kidnapped by them?" Do you want me to save you? ”

"Turtle son, when we are air!" Cheng Qiting saw Mo Zhiyu looking so relaxed, and remembered that his brother hadn't even touched a single hair of Mo Zhiyu just now, which was called angry. He's here to find fault, not to be seen as a joke.

So he roared like this, and the whole person bounced out like a ball again, far faster than before, no, the speed of time around him was faster.

"Coming back?" Mo Zhiyu didn't care much about Cheng Qiting's second attack, but suddenly, he felt something else, and an intuition to perceive danger suddenly shook his nerves, making him immediately shake it in the air, and the Tian'a Sword was about to pop out.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, a loud bang exploded in the air, and Cheng Qiting, who was originally ejected like a cannonball, seemed to hit a wall in the air, suddenly turned around and rebounded back.

"Two pots! Two pots! The group of people in the Cheng family were shocked, and hurriedly went to pick up Cheng Qiting again, but suddenly, everyone looked frightened, stopped in unison, and said two words tremblingly, "How many!" ”

Cheng Qiting didn't answer this time, so he directly fell on the ground and gnawed on the mud, and he yelled angrily: "Which turtle son's?" Then as soon as he turned around, he immediately coaxed down, and said in a trembling voice, "How old are you?" ”

Mo Zhiyu saw the person standing in front of him, this person was wearing a red fur collar robe, which was also embroidered with delicate dark lines, although it didn't look as flamboyant as the clothes of the Cheng family's group of local tyrants, but the aura of the local tyrants was not inferior at all.

And this person, of course, is Cheng Qixue. It was Cheng Qixue who used the Xuanjia's "Celestial Stop" to completely suppress Cheng Qiting's "Celestial Stop", and naturally blocked Cheng Qiting's offensive.

Seeing that it was Cheng Qixue, of course Mo Zhiyu withdrew his hand and did not take out the Tian'a Sword, but his expression was not very relaxed, because the danger he perceived just now did not come from Cheng Qixue, and this feeling was still familiar.

"Turtle son, I will be stiff after not seeing my wings for a few days, and I will be terrific if I have grown a few catties of fat?" Cheng Qixue walked towards Cheng Qiting with a fluent Nanlu dialect, and punched and kicked his own brother, which frightened the Cheng family disciples next to him. They didn't dare to pull the rack yet, so they could only keep saying next to them: "Big, big, don't get angry, don't make it, don't make it!" ”

Mo Zhiyu could see that it was not that Cheng Qiting really had to be beaten by his own sister so honestly, but that within the scope of Cheng Qixue's "Heaven Stop", he couldn't escape at all.

Mo Zhiyu lightly twitched his eyebrows, looked elsewhere, and just sighed in his heart: This Cheng family is also the richest man in the world, and the eldest lady is too close to the people to beat the eldest young master on the street like this, but unfortunately he can't understand the dialect of Nanlu.

"Old, old, don't fight, I'm not doing this for you!" Cheng Qiting protected his head with both hands and feet and shouted, "That shameless person hasn't come to our house for so long, I'm also anxious for you!" ”

"For me? For a shovel! It's Lao Tzu who doesn't let Wuyan go to our house! Cheng Qixue finally stopped, and straightened her clothes very elegantly.

When Cheng Qiting heard this, he took his hands away from his eyes and shouted in surprise: "Son? ”

"I'll make you up!" Cheng Qixue glared at him and said.

Cheng Qiting jumped up from the ground all of a sudden and said, "Erbian, how many, aren't you in a hurry to get married?" You're over 200 years old! ”

"It's normal to be over 200 years old and not married, Xianhua League grabbed a lot of them! Lao Tzu is not panicking, are you panicking? Cheng Qixue kicked Cheng Qiting again as she spoke, and then she ignored this younger brother and turned around and walked towards Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhi saw that this side was finally over, so he smiled and said to Cheng Qixue: "Miss Cheng, aren't you going to pick up that 'me' with my senior brother, why did you come so soon?" ”

"The Xianhua League is too careless." Cheng Qixue rarely has a serious appearance, but he directly came out with a sentence of Nanlu dialect, which is very disobedient.

Mo Zhiyu was stunned, then shook his head and said, "Let's still speak official dialect, I really don't understand your dialect." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry to be pissed off by my brother." Cheng Qixue immediately corrected her accent, "The efficiency of the Xianhua League has suddenly accelerated, you and the girl have just left with the front foot, and the 'you' back foot has been released." ”

(End of chapter)