"Boy, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Just enjoy it slowly in my realm of darkness. Don't try to break away. It's just because of you that you still have this qualification!"

In the endless darkness, Mo Yue's cold voice echoed from all directions.

At this time, in this hall, Qin Yichen's figure disappeared strangely, as if he had never appeared before, and Mo Yue's actions did not cause any fluctuations in real energy at all!

After getting rid of Qin Yichen, Mo Yue cast his gaze towards the depths of the hall, where he saw three figures walking slowly. The first one was wearing a white dress, with a face as beautiful as a flower, and three thousand figures.

Her black hair was casually tied up with a red hairband, and it fell down like a waterfall. Her grace was like that of a fairy falling from the mortal world. However, on that beautiful face, there was something repellent to others.

The cold color from thousands of miles away.

This person turned out to be the sweetheart of Qin Yichen's longing... Feng Qianxue!

Even when Mo Yue saw this kind of grace, his eyes couldn't help but light up. The cold look on the latter's face aroused the desire to conquer in his heart!

Beside Feng Qianxue, the fourth elder and Feng Rou were following behind, half a step away. This was also a sign of respect for her status.

"The Saint of the Phoenix Clan is indeed extraordinary. It is really a blessing for me, Mo Yue, to be able to see her today!"

With the arrival of Feng Qianxue, the previous indifference on Mo Yue's face disappeared, and instead, with a smile of sunshine, he cupped his hands towards the latter.

"I have heard of Mr. Mo Yue for a long time. Please take a seat."

In response to Mo Yue's salute, Feng Qianxue just nodded slightly and said softly. There was no strange fluctuation in his eyes.

"Where has Jiao Chaochen gone?"

After returning to the main hall, the fourth elder glanced around, but did not find that familiar figure. Seeing this scene, his brows could not help but frown.

Although there were no signs of fighting in the hall, the fourth elder was keenly aware that there seemed to be a strange fluctuation in the space.

As for the change in the fourth elder's eyes and expression, Mo Yue seemed not to notice, and he had no intention of mentioning where Qin Yichen had gone.

"Saint, this is the gift I prepared for you. I hope the saint will accept it."

Mo Yue didn't give the fourth elder a chance to ask. He took out a transparent jade bottle from his arms and smiled lightly at Feng Qianxue.

"This is... ten thousand years of flame marrow?"

When he saw the red liquid flowing in the special jade bottle, the fourth elder's eyes couldn't help but shrink suddenly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Thousands of years of flame marrow can only be brewed in extremely hot places. For warriors with the fire attribute, it is a great tonic!

Although the Phoenix Clan has a powerful foundation, the storage capacity of Ten Thousand Years Flame Marrow is not large. The bottle of Ten Thousand Years Flame Marrow in Mo Yue's hand is like the Nine Heavens Sea of ​​Fire. It would take at least several years to brew so much.

One hundred thousand years of time!

Feng Rou, who was on the side, also had a look of surprise in her eyes.

Although with Feng Qianxue, she was used to seeing all kinds of fire-attributed treasures, she was still a little shocked by what Mo Yue brought out.

"I have admired the Saint for a long time. I found this thing myself. It's a bit ridiculous to say that I went through a lot of troubles to get these things."

Regarding the reaction of the Fourth Elder and Feng Rou, Mo Yue seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. He was not proud of it, but instead laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"Since Mr. Mo Yue worked so hard to get this thing, it's better for him to keep it."

However, what surprised Mo Yue was that Feng Qianxue didn't even look at him and refused directly. The cold look on his face did not dissipate at all.

"Although this thing is precious, I took the risk to get it for the saint. I hope the saint can accept it."

Seeing what he had carefully prepared, Feng Qianxue was not even interested in taking a look. Mo Yue suddenly felt his heart sink. However, he still said to Feng Qianxue with a forced smile.

"Master Mo Yue, you and I are not familiar with each other. I cannot accept such a rare thing."

Faced with this ten thousand-year flame marrow that was enough to cause a bloody storm on the Ten Thousand Races Continent, Feng Qianxue didn't even look at it. Her tone was filled with a coldness that could repel people thousands of miles away.

Hearing Feng Qianxue's refusal again, Mo Yue's expression finally darkened slightly. The latter's attitude was really beyond his expectation, which also made it impossible for him to carry out his originally planned method.

In fact, Feng Qianxue didn't know the purpose of Mo Yue coming here, but she couldn't tolerate others in her heart, and she didn't want to give even a glimmer of hope!

"Master Mo Yue, where has Jiao Chaochen gone?"

But when Mo Yue was thinking about what method he should use to win Feng Qianxue's heart, the fourth elder's voice suddenly sounded.

"He may feel that he is not qualified to meet the saint, so he should leave first."

Mo Yue glanced at the fourth elder, seeming a little unhappy that the latter interrupted his communication with Feng Qianxue, and said in an unhappy voice.

"Leaving first?"

Hearing this, the fourth elder narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't believe such words at all. He clearly remembered that in order to see Feng Qianxue, that boy did not hesitate to put down his arrogant attitude and plead with him like a junior.

How could he leave at this critical moment?

This may have something to do with Mo Yue. When he left just now, something must have happened between the two of them!

"Huh?"

However, at this moment, Feng Qianxue suddenly let out a sigh, and her gaze was directed to somewhere in the hall. Immediately, she waved her sleeves and a small flame flew out.

"laugh……"

This flame seemed to be extremely small, but wherever it passed, the space was burned with a dark trace. Finally, with Mo Yue's somewhat ugly expression, the flame seemed to have hit an invisible wall.

Above, it stopped.

"Hold..."

The next moment, the flames exploded, and a terrifying high temperature swept through the hall. In the center of the flames, a black halo suddenly appeared. Through the halo, you could vaguely see it, as if there was a figure trapped in it.

"Mo Yue, did you take action against our noble guest?!"

Seeing the black circle of light, the fourth elder's expression suddenly darkened.
Chapter completed!