"Haha, Xiao Si, I caught this guy! I sealed his six senses, so he can't commit suicide!" The man addressed Xiao Si directly, who was the old man who played chess with Ming Ji Li that day.
When Ming Xixuan and Bai Yu saw him, they felt familiar. When they thought about it carefully, it was the old man they met yesterday.
"He is already dead!" Ming Jili smiled bitterly.
"Huh." The old man looked surprised and looked down, only to find that the man in his hand had already expired and could no longer die. Suddenly his expression changed drastically, "Controlling a person's life and death from thousands of miles away! How could the imperial capital do this?
Such a master! Could it be Xiao Aotian?"
"This is soul imprisonment! As long as the master has a thought, the person being cast will die immediately! Although you have sealed his six senses, you cannot seal his master's six senses." Ming Jili said.
"Hey, I'm getting old. I've forgotten that there is such a vicious thing..." The old man shook his head, then threw the man towards him and shouted: "It's not fun, it's not fun, I'm leaving!"
He left as soon as he said he wanted to, without any delay.
As Ying Zhuyue watched the old man leave, a thought in his mind was confirmed. This man was exactly the man who had transmitted messages to him at Fengshun Gambling House!
"Fourth Master makes atonement, Fourth Master makes atonement, the little people deserve to die! The little people deserve to die!" A man suddenly knelt down and said with a pale face.
"Humph! You do deserve to die, but it's not up to me! Let your master come to me, I need an explanation!" Ming Jili exuded a majestic aura, and it was obvious that he was really angry.
He stopped looking at that person and was about to greet Ming Xixuan, Ying Zhuyue and the others to leave. But Ying Zhuyue shook his head and said: "My lord, go ahead, I still have things to do."
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you here." Ming Jili said.
Ying Zhuyue turned around and looked at Wang Yixing with cold eyes. Feeling her gaze, Wang Yixing dodged a little and stood behind Mo Fan.
"It's time to resolve your matter. No one can save you today!"
"My Wang family has been expelled from Seoul. Do you really want to kill them all?" Wang Yixing said.
"Kill them all?" Ying Zhuyue sneered, "It's not that they're all killed, it's just blood for blood."
"Don't be too cruel. I have never offended you in the capital. If you insist on going your own way, I, Wang Yixing, will not be afraid of you!" He said he was not afraid, but his evasive eyes had betrayed him.
"You haven't offended me at all? Who arranged the attack on my brother? Wang Yihang, I recognize what you said today, and I will kill you too!"
"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!" As he said this, he whispered something very quickly into Mo Fan's ear.
Mo Fan heard this, nodded, stood up and said to Ying Zhuyue, "Why don't you look at my humble face, this matter will become a big deal, and a small matter will become nothing?"
"Who are you? I need to see your thin face?" Ying Zhuyue did not give Mo Fan any face.
"You——" Mo Fan looked ugly.
"What an arrogant boy! You can't do whatever you want in this capital! Brother Xing is my best friend. If you want to kill him, ask me about the sword in my hand first!" Mei Liang Xinta took a step forward and said.
At this time, the time of a stick of incense has passed, the effect of Yuanjin's poison has passed, and everyone has recovered their strength.
"Just you?" Ying Zhuyue sneered.
"Just me!"
"Disgrace yourself!" Ying Zhuyue said calmly.
After saying this, her body suddenly moved. Her current state is at the peak of Xuangang Realm, while Mei Liangxin and Mo Fan are both in the middle stage of Ruyi Realm, and they are very different. So when facing her, the two of them did not take her at all.