At this time, the square next to Shangyuntai was already full of people, obviously the auction had ended, and the Gathering Spirit Snatching Pill had also been owned.

The monks were in high spirits, but they were attracted by what they saw.

Outside the crowd, Mochen returned the salute: "Mochen." "It's neither humble nor arrogant, but it also makes the love a little high.

But at this time, it was the sound of the scholar's whip beating again, breaking through the air.

Mochen followed the prestige, but was blocked by the crowd.

There are many people here, and Mo Chen doesn't want to bloom his divine sense and expose his cultivation, so he still decides to stand in place and wait for the crowd to leave a gap, so that he can get in and see what is going on.

"Hurry up and hand over the elixir!" The sharp voice, accompanied by the sound of whipping, was accompanied by a heart-rending howl at the same time.

Mochen frowned, but felt that there was something strange about the voice.

"Isn't it forbidden to use martial arts in Dingdong City?" Mo Chen looked at his side and wondered, "Why would someone fight here?"

"Hmph. Wu Wan sneered: "No matter what the rules are, they are all made for the weak, and when someone's own strength, or the background behind it, surpasses the person who maintains the rules, who dares to punish him?"

Mo Chen was dumbfounded, obviously this is the status quo of the jungle.

"You stinky thing that you don't have a mother, you stole something and stole it on the head of the eldest young master of the Bai family, it's just looking for death, see if I don't kill you. The man continued in a shrill voice, and even opened his mouth to insult and use foul language.

"I didn't steal!" Mo Chen was slightly startled, but he didn't expect a child's voice to come out, only to hear the child roar: "This is what my uncle bought for me with all his family property, you are robbing!"

"Bastard!"

"Smack!"

A whip fell, and there was another miserable howl, but the voice was a middle-aged man.

"Uncle!" the child's crying heartbreak was full of powerlessness, and even if Mochen couldn't see the scene, he was a little infected by the child's cry.

I heard a weak voice sound, and it was the middle-aged man who said: "Two masters, we don't have long eyes, so I will return the Spirit Gathering Dao Pill to you...... Please spare us......"

As soon as this sound came out, Mo Chen was stunned, his face was full of shock, and at the moment, he didn't care if he showed his cultivation or not, and jumped into the crowd in an instant.

Then I heard a shrill voice: "Think beautifully!"

A whip shadow flew up in the air, and the skin of the two people who vowed to smoke it was open, and the blood flowed.

But before the whip fell on the middle-aged man, it was held by a young man.

The young man is naturally Mo Chen, and the middle-aged man is actually Ye Deyuan, who he met in the desert before.

Mo Chen was furious, and when he looked forward, he saw the person wielding the whip, his face was white and beardless, his face was cold and vague, and he didn't know what exercises he had cultivated, and his entire face was bloodless, which looked terrifying.

Behind this man was a white horse, on which was a heroic young man dressed in fine clothes.

The white-faced man was slightly frightened when he saw Mo Chen's rapid figure, but when he thought that he had the support of the heroic young man behind him, he became confident again, and continued in a shrill voice: "Are these two uneducated things from your family?

Mo Chen looked at this person, his face was flat, he still needed to understand something, turned his head slightly, and said to Ye Deyuan: "This Spirit Gathering Dao Pill, is it really you who stole it?"

Ye Deyuan's face was bitter, his body trembled, and he didn't know if it was because of pain or resentment in his heart.

In the desert, Ye Deyuan, who looked down on life and death, was no longer there.

Mo Chen looked at the child beside him, and knew in his heart that perhaps Ye Deyuan had found his goal of survival.

"Well......" nodded slightly, his voice was hoarse, in the face of Mo Chen's question, Ye Deyuan only replied with the word "En", he let out a long breath, trying to calm himself down, but he pulled the blood marks behind him, and he inhaled cold air in pain.

"No!" The child immediately stood up, hugged Mochen's legs, grabbed Mochen's robe tightly with both hands, and refused to let go: "Uncle took out all the family's savings and bought this elixir for me, wanting me to become an immortal who flies to the sky when I grow up!"

"It's him! it's him!" the child cried and pointed to the heroic young man riding on a white horse, "It was he who wanted to compete with his uncle, but he didn't have enough money with him to buy it, so he had the idea of robbing it." ”

"Haha! Joke!" The shrill voice sounded again, making Mo Chen only feel disgusted when he heard it: "Let me tell you, you are still immortals, you uneducated things are only worthy of staying in the slums for the rest of your life, eating those stinky and complaining foods that our young master of the Bai family doesn't want every day." ”

After speaking, the man raised his hand and tried to break free from Mo Chen's hand, but the end of the whip was clamped by Mo Chen's two fingers, and he didn't move.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the whip out of the ink dust's fingers.

And what shocked him even more was that he wanted to let go, but found that the horsewhip was like an iron solder, and he couldn't let go of his hand.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like soybeans, and he couldn't say a word.

When the heroic young man saw this scene, he knew that he had met an opponent, so he arched his hand and said: "Daoyou, my actions are a little bigger, but this big and small, restless hands, if you steal things indiscriminately, someone will always punish you." ”

Although the words were plain, the tone was arrogant, and he looked downward, obviously not putting ink dust in his eyes, and between the words, he didn't care at all about his breaking of the rules of the forbidden martial arts, and he also meant to put himself in the same position as the person who made the rules.

Mo Chen was silent, quietly looking around, he shouted loudly: "Everyone, everyone is present at the auction just now, who won this elixir, presumably everyone sees it in their eyes and remembers it in their hearts, and I also want to ask everyone to tell the truth." ”

He paused slightly: "This Gathering Spirit Snatching Dao Pill was won by the young master of the Bai family, or by Ye Daoyou." ”

Mo Chen already had the answer in his heart, but he was cold at the indifference of these people.

Obviously seeing the facts but not daring to stand up, is human life really so lowly? He wants to see how many people can stand up after he says this!

But the facts made him even more chilled......

"I wasn't there...... I wasn't there...... I left early, and this time I came back just to drop something and come back to pick it up. ”

"Me too, I don't have many spirit stones on me, and the things auctioned off after seeing it are too expensive, so I left directly, it's none of my business......"

Countless remarks that had nothing to do with themselves sounded, and even worse, they directly watched coldly, with a sneer on their lips, obviously laughing at Mo Chen's inadequacy.

Even if there were some people who occasionally found a conscience, they only hesitated, but after hesitating for a long time, they still didn't dare to stand up, so they had to look at the three of Mochen with pity.