Thinking of this, Long Mianmo quickly... ran back to Mo Pavilion...
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Mo Pavilion, Bamboo Pavilion.
Chuxue was so angry by the masked man that she couldn't even say anything. She didn't know if the danger of "running naked" was over.
So I wanted to confirm:[
"Hey, bastard, I've done what I can do anyway. You should take off this rag for me. Even if Long Mianmo wins the sword fight tomorrow, I can't stop him."
If Chu Xue hadn't been threatened by this tattered dress, she really wouldn't have wanted to say a word to the masked man.
"Haha, of course you can stop it. You will be there when they compete with each other tomorrow. After all, you are a distinguished guest of the Dragon Kingdom. All the guests will watch such a wonderful competition. At that time, if you feel that the Holy
Feng can't defeat Long Mianmo, so just...help him." The masked man handed a small bottle to Chu Xue.
"What's this?"
Chuxue shook it and found that it was liquid inside.
"As long as you bounce this thing onto Sheng Feng's body, his power will be greatly increased in a short while. He will definitely be able to defeat Long Mianmo by then." In order to make Long Mianmo lose, the masked man made two preparations.
, is to weaken Long Mianmo’s strength.
The second is to increase the strength of Shengfeng.