"Okay, you are an expert in this regard." Zheng Shiyi nodded in agreement. Peng Junyue's idea of ​​harming others was indeed unmatched by him. Then the idea of ​​writing two big characters from the Jin family on the flag and then finding feces to apply them was written by Peng Junyue.

Zheng Shiyi and Peng Junyue were chatting when suddenly a voice came from not far away.

"Ten Wings, it's really you!"

Although this sound hasn't been heard for a long time, it is full of familiarity.

Zheng Shiyi looked up and looked in the direction where the sound came, and a familiar figure came into his eyes.

"Silently!" Zheng Shiyi saw the person clearly, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face. Shisheng, why did this kid come to the imperial city?

When I was in a mess, I entered the tomb of the Holy Lord. If this kid hadn't thrown a coffin full of resources and food for him, I would have died long ago.

I haven't seen him again since I left the chaos, and I didn't expect to meet in the imperial city today.

"You boy, I finally saw you. Judging from your current aura, I think my cultivation has improved a lot and there are many adventures." Zheng Shiyi looked at the restrained Divine Light Moxing, and a heartfelt joy appeared on his face. He stretched out his hands and hugged Moxing tightly. Then he turned around and looked at everyone with a happy and proud look on his face: "This is my friend, my brother Moxing, who has experienced the ultimate friendship of life and death together, and has saved my life."

"Oh, brother, you are just silent. When I was in the chaos, I heard others mention your name a lot." Peng Junyue took a step forward and introduced himself: "I am also from the chaos. Like Shiyi, I joined the Tiger and Leopard Army through the original assessment."

"Oh, it turns out that he is also a messy friend, hello." Moxing greeted Peng Junyue very friendly and turned his eyes to Zheng Shiyi.

Princess Fanyao smiled and took a step forward slightly.

Zheng Shiyi looked at Fan Yao's actions and sighed in his heart, but could only introduce: "This is Princess Fan Yao and the daughter of King Fan."

"Oh?" Mo Xing showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he smiled and nodded, "Hello." Then his eyes fell on the other person on the side. Shi Yi only said that he introduced this woman. I think the relationship should not be as close as the other people.

Fan Yao sighed helplessly as she listened to Zheng Shiyi's brief introduction, but a smile appeared on her face.

After Zheng Shiyi introduced Fan Yao, he finally stretched out a hand and patted the shoulder of the young master Huanshi beside him and introduced: "This is my senior brother, a famous genius in the dynasty, a strong contender outside the God Marquis, and a young master Huanshi beside him."

After a sentence came, Moxing's face suddenly changed, and the smile on his face disappeared. He stared at the young master of Fantasy and asked, "Are you Fantasy? The disciple of the Old Man of the Heart Demon?"

"That's right." Young Master Huanshi looked at Moxing in surprise. Why did he hear his name? The other person's face turned so ugly that he didn't know this person.

"You are Huanshi, then go to die!" Mo Xing listened to Huanshi's affirmative answer, and a sharp edge that seemed to be able to tear the space apart suddenly shot out from his eyes. A stream of murderous aura flew into the sky. In an instant, the air around seemed to be frozen in an instant, and the vast murderous aura filled the surroundings instantly.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Mo Xing, who suddenly became murderous intent, quickly took a step forward, blocking the Huan Shi and Mo Xing, and hurriedly said: "Mo Xing, calm down first, you are all my friends, don't say death or something. You shouldn't know each other before. Is there any misunderstanding in the middle?"

"Misunderstanding? No misunderstanding." Moxing stretched out a hand, pointed at the Fantasy World, and said word by word: "He killed my three masters, and I will revenge my master for killing my master."

The sound was cold, as if it was blown out of the thousands of years of ice, as if it was frozen all around.

"Your master?" Young Master Huanshi looked at Moxing with a strange look and asked, "What are their names?"

"Daoist Chenwu, old man from Zhulin and Sanren of Xihe!" Every time Mo Xing said a person's name, the murderous intent in his body would be stronger. In the end, the murderous intent around him seemed to have turned into substance, condensed around his body, as if he was going to swallow the entire young master of the Fantasy World.

The young master of Fantasy frowned slightly, and a look of doubt flashed across his face first, then nodded, and said calmly: "That's right, I killed the person."

"Then you die!" Mo Xing took a step forward, as if a sharp sword that could pierce the void was about to be unsheathed.

Zheng Shiyi stood between the two of them, looking embarrassed. How could such a thing happen? How could such a thing happen?

Mo Xing is the person who once lived and died with him in the Holy Sepulchre and saved his life.

As for Senior Brother Huanshi, if he had not taken action after he came to the imperial city, he would have died on the arena, and even he had helped him clean up his unjust case.

Moxing, Senior Brother Huanshi, these are all the best friends around him, but now they are going to take action, but I can't persuade him!

Moxing wants to avenge the murderer!

They fight, no matter what the consequences are, they don’t want to see them.

They and themselves have experienced life and death, and have saved themselves. They cannot see any of them die, but what can they do?

Young Master Huanshi looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was standing in front of him with a difficult face, and still had a calm expression on his calm face. He said as usual: "Junior Brother Shiyi, I know you are making things difficult for you, you don't have to make things difficult for you. This matter is a private matter between me and Moxing, and it is not your business."

"That's right, Shiyi, this is a private conflict between us and has nothing to do with you." Moxing and Young Master Huanshi walked out at the same time, bypassing Zheng Shiyi who was standing among them.

Zheng Shiyi's face was full of anxiety, his eyebrows were frowning tightly, and he kept thinking about how to persuade the two of them and resolve their grudges.

It's not your business?

Both of them are their own good brothers, so how could it be nothing to do with them?

If the two really fight, no matter who among them dies, they will not be able to face themselves, the surviving one, and the dead one.

Peng Junyue stood aside, listened to the conversation between the few people, and asked curiously: "I want to know if there is any misunderstanding in this. For example, Young Master Huanshi was actually cheated, so he accidentally killed the master of Brother Moxing."

"No." Young Master Huanshi shook his head without any hesitation.

"Since that's the case, then go to the arena and fight life and death." The murderous intent in Moxing's body gradually became uncontrollable and continued to flow around.

In the distance, people who had not yet dispersed looked at the direction of Zheng Shiyi and others from afar, and suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura coming. The murderous aura was so strong that it seemed to completely freeze their souls.

"Wait..." Peng Junyue was about to agree, and his heart moved and suddenly said, "Young Master Fantasy, you can't participate in the ring battle now. Don't forget that in two days, you will still participate in the ring battle with the Ten Wings Brothers. If you go to the ring to fight life and death now, even if you win, you will definitely be affected. That will hurt the Ten Wings Brothers. You are participating in the doubles."

"Then wait for another two days." Moxing quietly spoke, his voice still filled with strong hostility. He looked at Zheng Shiyi and said, "I can wait until you finish the ring before challenging the fantasy world.

Anyway, I have been searching for Fantasy World for a long time, and now I have found it, so I am no longer in a hurry."

Zheng Shiyi listened to Moxing's words and sighed in his heart. As long as Moxing and Senior Brother Huanshi don't go to the ring immediately, as long as they don't fight, there is a possibility of turning around.

Zheng Shiyi looked at Mo Xing, who was still exuding murderous aura, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. This was also because Mo Xing was worried that he would have agreed to fight again in the arena battle two days later.

If it were someone else, Mo Xing would not be so easy to talk to, and I am afraid he would have taken action long ago.

As Zheng Shiyi thought, Peng Junyue's voice came out in his ears.

"So, where are we going now?"

After asking in one sentence, the princess Fanyao opened his mouth, but still became silent. If everyone had been able to go to his mansion before, but now Shiyi would definitely not go again.

The young master of Fantasy said naturally: "Go to my place."

As he said that, he took the lead in walking forward, Zheng Shiyi followed behind him, and Peng Junyue followed him, and everyone was the last, Moxing lowered his head and followed behind him.

Peng Junyue looked back in surprise, and Moxing actually followed and went to the residence of the young master Huanshi.

What's going on?

Moxing was going to kill the young master of Fantasy, but now he is going to live in the young master of Fantasy. No matter how he thinks it is strange.

Speaking of which, the most difficult thing is Zheng Shiyi.

Peng Junyue's eyes fell on Zheng Shiyi again.

The group came to the mansion of the young master of Fantasy World.

Although the mansion of the Fantasy World in the Imperial City cannot be compared with the Fan Palace, it is enough for several people to live there.

Moxing greeted Zheng Shiyi, then found a room to live in.

However, Peng Junyue left mysteriously and didn't know what to study again.

Zheng Shiyi returned to the room and rested for a while, then left the room and found the Young Master Huanshi. If he didn't understand what happened between Senior Brother Huanshi and Moxing's masters, he could only be at ease.

Perhaps, things still have room for improvement.

"Senior Brother..." Zheng Shiyi walked into the fantasy world room, looked at the young master of fantasy world who seemed to be closing his eyes and pondering, and whispered: "Senior Brother, can you tell me why you killed Moxing's three masters? I want to know if there is any room for reversal or ease of relief in this.

For example, you are the master Moxing who was killed when you were bewitched, or you were framed, or you were…”

"Okay, junior brother, don't say anything more." Young Master Huanshi chuckled and shook his head and said, "I know what you are worried about at the junior brother, and I can understand your current pain.

After all, whether it is me or Mo Xing, it is your best friend, and it is the one you care about. You don’t want to see us fighting each other. But I did kill people.”
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