Mo Liancheng knew how much he could not help Zhu Feng in the game.

In the end, it was him.

Randomly, Mo Liancheng looked at the elixirs game one by one. The competition was very hot. There were a distance between the audience and there were many people watching, but unexpectedly there was no noise. Everyone felt quiet. However, it was because of the furnace pill, and what they needed was quiet.

There are still quite a few alchemists attending the conference.

The number of people I saw in Xuanguang Pavilion in the past is far inferior to those now. There is no grand event, and most alchemists still won’t come out, just indulge in alchemy. No wonder Dan Xianzi once lamented that he had passed the hurdles and killed generals for several months before he ascended the throne of the alchemy god.

"Zhufeng, it's you! What a coincidence. I haven't seen you these days, where have you gone?" Suddenly, a young man came over with a smile, his facial features were upright and his clothes were clean.

Under the gentle smile, Mo Liancheng could see his unnatural and unwillingness at a glance. At this time, he also saw Zhu Feng frowning and felt a little disgusted with the young man. However, the young man did not realize it at all, and he still spoke to Zhu Feng with a friendly face and said familiarly: "Are you going to find an opponent? There are still a few games left."

"One fight." Zhu Feng Leng and Hard Come Back.

When the young man heard Zhu Feng's tone, he was a little surprised, "Zhu Feng, are we misunderstandings? I feel like you have avoided me recently." His tone was quite frank, as if he was still puzzled.

Zhu Feng snorted coldly and said without hesitation: "You know whether there is any misunderstanding?"

Turning around, Zhufeng ignored the young man.

The young man seemed to be stunned and stopped talking.

Seeing Zhufeng leave, Mo Liancheng also followed him, and was surprised by this and secretly sent a message to Zhufeng, "Zhufeng, what's wrong with this young man?"

Zhu Feng also sent a message: "It was this person who told me about Youyue Valley."

"Oh..." So that's it.

Mo Liancheng knew it and asked again: "What kind of rank is he?"

"Seventh grade, I heard a long time ago that he is the seventh grade, a famous young genius in Dantari."

"Oh,..." Geniuses are usually prone to death.

Mo Liancheng secretly remembered the young man. After all, this young man had plotted against Zhufeng before, but he was actually plotting against him. Even if he had never made a grudge with this young man, the young man had provoked him. No matter what the reason was, Mo Liancheng would not let him go easily, so he asked: "Zhufeng, what is his name?"

"Sima Wenxiu. I heard that it is because Lord Danta is a bit of a relationship." This is a blood relative who is very skewed.

Mo Liancheng smiled faintly, the smile was very light, but it could not be expressed in a cold.

Zhu Feng around him trembled, "Rong Tian, ​​you don't want to..."

"If you have a chance, you have to teach him some lessons."

"Um?"

"If we entered Youyue Valley that day, we would have really entered but not left."

"..." Zhu Feng opened his eyes suddenly. He said this, and he must have learned that the danger of Youyue Valley was the truth? From afar, he glared at Sima Wenxiu again, his eyes were as angry as waves.

Mo Liancheng patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "You, think about how to survive this."

"Yeah, I'll go and have a look."
Chapter completed!