"We met at the Tomb of Heroes." Mo Liancheng replied calmly.
His expression was indifferent, but deep down he was not convinced.
The man in green in front of him is here, plus an old man and two wolves of level nine or above, does he still have a chance of winning?
I saw the man in green shaking his head, unexpectedly not in a hurry to take action, as if he was recalling where he had seen Mo Liancheng, "No, no. I didn't meet you recently. It was a long time ago, a long time ago. Hundreds of years ago.
"...he is not from Hua En. No, you are only in your twenties, not him."
Mo Liancheng was shocked inside.
Not from Hua En? He intuitively thought of Mo Yifeng, could it be him?!
If I were another person, I might be able to admit my mistake, but as a man in Tsing Yi, it might be a little difficult for me to admit my mistake.
The man in Tsing Yi looked at Mo Liancheng, and suddenly remembered something, and asked with deep eyes: "You said, your surname is Mo!... Isn't it Mo? You are not Mo Xiaofan, but your surname is Mo? Are you his descendant?!
"There has been a lot of commotion in the Holy Land recently. If he inquired carefully, he could guess that the disguised young man was called "Mo Xiaofan", and he had caused a lot of commotion.
Mo Liancheng's heart was lifted.
I don’t know, is the person in front of me Yifeng’s enemy or friend? No! Yifeng basically has no friends except him. On the contrary, his opponents are all over the world and all over the continent. Even Yifeng likes all kinds of continents.
Go around and build families, dynasties, etc. just for fun.
Sure enough, the man in Tsing Yi smiled strangely.
Mo Liancheng was a little hairy.
This smile is too weird and dangerous.
Instinct puts him on the enemy's side.
Mo Yifeng caused trouble! He must have caused trouble in Hua En before.
"How did you get here? The boundary-sealing formation is still there, and no one from the outside can come in." The man in green looked at Mo Liancheng with increasingly complicated eyes.
Mo Liancheng regretted a little. He had known that he would not have to show his true face. However, the regret only lasted for a moment. He calmly opened his eyes and lied, "I didn't understand what you said."
"Don't understand?" The man in Tsing Yi flashed doubts.
"I don't understand. I hope senior can clear up some of my confusion."
Mo Liancheng generously called him "senior". Although the other person's appearance looked similar to his own, he was an old monster and his age could not be judged by his appearance. Furthermore, it was normal to pretend not to know. Hua En was now a generation younger.
Almost everyone has forgotten the bloody history, and they don’t even know the existence of the boundary-sealing formation.
If Mo Liancheng answers, then there really is no three hundred taels of silver here.
The man in green continued to stare at Mo Liancheng strangely, "It's so similar...even in temperament. Are you really not his descendant?"
"Who are you like? Senior, please clarify." Mo Liancheng was happy to chat with him, the longer the chat, the better, trying to give Tan'er a little more time.
The other old man was secretly anxious and stared at Qu Tan'er with anger.
The formation in the God Burial Valley seems to be becoming more and more unstable.
The man in Tsing Yi fell into deep thought and recollection, "Could it be that hundreds of years ago, he still had descendants in Hua'en? No... his descendants would remain silent for hundreds of years and not come out? It's also wrong..."
"Lord Huang Xuan, that..."
"Shut up, haven't you seen that I am thinking about something?" The man in green raised his handsome eyebrows and glared at the old man with annoyance. The old man lowered his head in shock and did not dare to say anything more, while the two men behind the old man
The big wolf was even more frightened and trembling, lying on the ground in fear and not daring to move.