"Xiao Qianxun?" Fang Lie and Mo Wanfang were stunned when they heard this title, and then they couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mo Qianxun is over a thousand years old, but he is called this, which is really funny.

Mo Qianxun also looked amused and crying. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Senior Chen Feng, although I am still a junior in front of you, I am still a thousand years old after all, and I really can't afford a small character."

"What's the relationship? Isn't it just a title?" The leader of Zhuxian, known as Chen Feng, said with a smile: "Besides, with our intimate relationship, isn't there anything wrong with me calling this?"

"No, no, just call me a senior," Mo Qianxun said helplessly.

But Fang Lie was stunned, and then couldn't help asking: "Intimate relationship? What kind of intimate relationship do you have?"

Mo Qianxun and Chen Feng looked at Fang Lie together, with an expression of being an idiot.

Fang Lie was stunned at first, then he figured it out, slapped his forehead hard, and shouted: "Oh, I'm so stupid. What else can the richest sect have to do with the most powerful killer organization? It's naturally the employer."

"It's not only that," Mo Qianxun said lightly: "In fact, it's the most suitable to call it a cooperative relationship. Sometimes we need them to kill people, and the rewards for their killings are sometimes consumed by us, and everyone takes their needs. Well, the relationship was still good. Especially Senior Chen Feng, who started from my great-grandfather's generation, was a friend of the Mo family until a few days ago."

"What?" Chen Feng suddenly pretended to be curious: "A few days ago, we were no longer friends?"

"Of course, my friend will not plot against the other party's descendants, threaten them, and steal other people's heirloom treasures." Mo Qianxun narrowed his eyes and said, "Senior, what do you think?"

"Ah, that's the matter." Chen Feng's eyes began to flash, and he showed an awkward expression and said, "It's all my troubles. I actually don't know anything about it. You know that our friendship needs to be kept confidential, so except for me and a few people, others don't know it, so there is such a misunderstanding.

"Oh, a misunderstanding?" Mo Qianxun sneered: "So, is the letter I just sent also a misunderstanding?"

"This, haha," Chen Feng smiled and said, "Of course it's a misunderstanding. In fact, I just woke up. You know, I'm old and have to fall asleep and prolong my life. It's not a last resort, I won't be awake."

"Is that right?" Mo Qianxun sneered, "That's strange. That letter has the meaning of a half-immortal pen. Does such a master know about our friendship?"

"Haha, okay, okay, why do you have to say so terrible?" Chen Feng smiled and said, "It's just a trick of asking for prices. If you don't agree, we can also reduce it a little, for example, how about eliminating the third one?"

"No," Mo Qianxun sneered: "You Zhu Xian plotted against Mo Sect several times, but now you still have to ask me for compensation? Senior, you are old, it doesn't mean you can be unreasonable, right?"

"We are a little sorry for it, but" Chen Feng suddenly looked solemn and said murderously: "We are within a certain range of everything. Your children are not seriously injured. The stolen drawings are limited to the seventh level. We have not killed any of you thunder tribulation real people, nor have you captured half immortals alive, or even searched for souls to obtain secrets. Xiao Qianxun, you are trying to force us to death."

"It's not the bottom line to make me a relative's grandson?" Mo Qianxun sneered: "Momen made a fortune by mechanical skills, but you want to steal high-level drawings. Isn't this pushing us to death?"

"Although it's a little too much, it doesn't hurt your Momen, right?" Chen Feng said solemnly.

"Haha, since the senior knows it too much, we should understand that we are just fighting back," Mo Qianxun said lightly: "So, what do you think of the conditions you have replaced, well, what do you think?"

"Xiao Qianxun, should I remind you that the Mo family has a great business and business is everywhere in the world. If they are constantly assassinated and disrupted, they will suffer heavy losses?" Chen Feng threatened.

"Then should I also remind seniors that once the address of the Injustice Soul Cliff is exposed, you Zhu Xian will be finished?" Mo Qianxun said with a smile: "It's really finished?"

"You may not be able to find the address of the Unjust Soul Cliff, but we know exactly where your Momen is. Now, while the war is still brewing, I really feel that you should give in. If you waste time, I am afraid that your Momen will suffer heavy losses." Chen Feng said lightly: "Do you want to think about it again?"

Fang Lie finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed out, pointed at Chen Feng's nose, and cursed: "Think about you? Just beat me if you want, but you are afraid that you won't be able to do it? Look at your whining look, you look like a woman and must be the ugliest kind in the world."

"Puff" Whether it is Mo Qianxun or Mo Wanfang, they can't hold it in, and they burst into laughter.

Chen Feng on the opposite side was furious and cursed: "Bastard, do you dare to talk to me like this? Mo Qianxun, how are you training your juniors?

Mo Qianxun wiped the saliva from his mouth, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, senior, Fang Lie was not trained by me, nor was I qualified to train. He is the alternate order of the Ren Ling. Once he takes office, his status is still above me. I must say that you assassinate him this time, and that's really a hornet's nest. You are his idea for the plot this time, and I didn't even know in advance."

"Ha, you are Fang Lie, you are indeed a heroic boy." Chen Feng sneered: "But, arrogant boys usually don't live long, do you understand?"

"Can you think that the reason you can live for so long?" Fang Lie said with a smile: "It's because you are not arrogant at all, humble and polite? Isn't that a turtle shrunk?"

"Puff" Mo Qianxun and Mo Wanfang and his son couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Chen Feng was furious, but he had no choice but to continue scolding: "Boy, just be arrogant. I will definitely deal with you next time I meet you.

"I'm so scared?" Fang Lie sneered, "But there is a problem here. Last time you sent out three and half immortals, two ninth-level magic weapons, but they didn't kill me. You are just an ugly ghost, what qualifications do you have to say you want to deal with me?"

"You" Chen Feng was speechless. Indeed, just by his single hand, he really couldn't kill Fang Lie completely, and no matter how hard he blew it, he couldn't do it.

At this time, Mo Qianxun saw that it was almost done, so he came out to smooth things over and said, "Okay, okay, Fang Lie, senior, you have also seen that Fang Lie is soft but not hard. If you don't want to resolve this matter peacefully with the Momen, we are afraid that we will have to come here. Compared to you, you also know that the so-called conditions you mentioned above are completely unacceptable."

"Hmph" Chen Feng snorted coldly and said, "Maybe not many people have died. When I kill tens of thousands of experts from the Mo Sect, I believe you will be able to accept it at that time.

"Then let's kill it," Fang Lie sneered: "Maybe the masters of the Mo Sect are not as good as you, and the mysterious ones are not as good as you. But in terms of wealth, I can mock you poor people. I will immediately start offering a reward. As long as the corpse shows signs of cultivating your magic power, I will be willing to pay. What do you think of a person's head ten elixirs at the same level?"

"Ouch" Before Chen Feng could speak, Mo Wanfang exclaimed in a tacit understanding and said, "So, killing a Fengjie True Man can get ten seventh-level spiritual pills? One Firejie True Man can be ten eighth-level spiritual pills? This is so generous."

"More than that," Fang Lie sneered: "If I bring the head of the Thunder Tribulation True Man, I can even pay the eighth-level magic weapon. Anyway, I have stolen the treasure houses of the two major sects, so I am not short of this thing."

"Ah, it's so attractive. I want to go out and kill," Mo Wanfang said exaggeratedly.

"Hmph," but Chen Feng snorted disdainfully and said, "Maybe these rewards are very attractive, but what's the use? No one knows the situation of Zhu Xian, where can I kill people?"

"This is the problem," Fang Lie said with a smile: "Actually, it's very simple. Just offer a reward. As long as someone tells Zhu Xian's stronghold, I will give it a reward. Do you think a seventh-level magic weapon is attractive?"

When Chen Feng heard this, he was surprised not to get angry, but instead fell silent, his face becoming extremely ugly.

Because he suddenly discovered that Zhu Xian was actually not without weaknesses. The weakness lies in those strongholds.

Killer organizations actually need to open their doors to do business, but doing business requires a fixed location to receive customers.

This has led to many customers knowing about their strongholds, and those who like to spend money to buy their lives have no moral integrity, but they are afraid that after using Zhuxian, they will immediately sell them to Momen.

Therefore, unless Zhu Xian does not do business from now on, their strongholds will be in a situation that may be exposed at any time.

In this way, the Mo Sect does not need to attack in person. Just take out some resources, it will be enough for Zhu Xian’s peripheral organization to suffer heavy losses. Those poor cultivators will definitely regard them as treasures to harvest them.

Once Zhu Xian loses his source of income, his fate will only be worse than Momen. After all, Momen has a rich family and is well-known in the world, so naturally there will be people coming to ask for it, and they don’t even need to sell it outside.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's words finally softened and he said, "Everyone was happy to work together, why did he suddenly make a fuss like this?"

"This responsibility cannot be terrible on us," Mo Qianxun said: "It's not the war we provoked, it's you."

"It doesn't mean anything to say about this now. So what if you are right and wrong? In the end, you have to rely on your strength to speak?" Chen Feng said: "Zhu Xian and Shen Shen are as close as one family. We have more than ten half immortals in total. How many Momen are there? One? Or two? You are not our opponents, so you should surrender?"
Chapter completed!