Mo Yan was about to push the door open when his hand suddenly paused and he glanced in one direction outside the door. Then he heard a "thud" outside the door, as if something fell heavily.
Yu Ye was startled and looked outside along the door that Mo Yan had opened.
All I saw was a ball of white fluff lying on the ground, trying to get up in a panic.
"Little pig?" Yu Ye was very surprised when she saw it was a little pig. She hadn't seen it for so many years, but it turned out that it was alive and well!
Mo Yan glanced at Xiaozhu coolly, with a strong warning tone.
Xiaozhu covered his face and said weakly: "I really didn't hear anything."
Mo Yan ignored him and left.
I'm surprised you didn't hear it!
However, Mo Yan was not afraid of what he would say to An Xishui. He just told Yuye that Ling Shang was not found. Even if An Xishui found out about this matter, he could say that Yuye felt guilty.
I wanted to find Ling Shang myself, so I asked him for help.
He also felt that Yuye's practice of puppet skills could not be known to An Xici, so whenever he spoke or did something, he would be cautious. Even if someone heard it, they would not be able to guess it.
After Mo Yan left, Xiaozhu got up sadly and straightened his somewhat disheveled hair.
Yuye smiled and said, "When can you speak?"
Xiaozhu said disdainfully: "Why do you all like to ask such stupid questions?"
Yuye was speechless. Sure enough, after so many years, this guy is still as arrogant as Yue Xiuyan.
When Yu Ye was just thinking about whether he would fight with Yue Xiuyan this time, the little pig got into trouble first: "I tell you, it's best not to provoke me. I just taught that purple-eyed monster a lesson."
A meal, hum!"
After saying that, it walked away proudly, like a cat.
Yu Ye twitched the corner of her mouth, it turned out that she had already had a fight!
After leaving Songcheng, An Xici and the others still moved forward slowly according to the original plan, and did not go straight to Mingyang City. There was still some time before the start of the Martial Arts Conference, so they could walk while
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Phoenix King City.
Feng Zhan was kneeling in front of Feng Xiao, the Lord of Fengwang City, talking excitedly about what happened in Fenghua Pavilion.
"Are you sure he only used one move?" Feng Xiao frowned and asked after listening to Feng Zhan's description.
Feng Zhan nodded: "Yes, I'm sure. City Lord, I estimate that Mo Yan, his strength is at least the peak of the ninth level of Yun Rank. This, this is simply unbelievable. Feng Youlian has no room to react.
No, he died immediately."
The higher the level of the cloud level, the more obvious the gap in strength is, especially the ninth level of the cloud level. The gap between the primary, intermediate, and advanced levels of the ninth level of the cloud level is larger than the level gap of the previous level.
Big. This means that it is almost easy for a ninth-level Yun-level advanced master to kill a junior Yun-level nine master.
But no matter how easy it is, it still doesn't mean it's an instant kill.
Unless the other party has surpassed this level.
Feng Xiao's face darkened: "Mo Yan, is he really Mo Yao's son? When did he appear? How did you do with the things I asked you to investigate?"
Feng Xiao looked at his personal guard, Feng Tan, who was standing aside.