Chapter 3834

"Thank you, brother!" Mo Feng clasped his fists and smiled, then Shi Shiran sat down.

After he sat down, someone from Xiangyage brought tea soon, Mo Feng stopped talking, and drank the tea silently with his head down, looking very preoccupied, obviously he had something on his mind.

"Young master is from the Mo family." Lin Yi put down his teacup and asked.

"Exactly!"

Mo Feng nodded slightly, did not speak much, and had no desire to have an in-depth conversation with Lin Yi.

Lin Yike didn't let him go, and when he finally met a Mo family, he naturally had to inquire about it.

He straightened his face, and then said: "Young Master Mo! To tell you the truth, I came down to Qitian City to find your Mo family's artefacts. Brother, can you bring me into the Mo family for a visit? After that, I will definitely thank you very much. "

"Uh... this..."

Mo Feng hesitated for a moment, then responded with a wry smile, and said, "Brother, don't be embarrassing, I can't help you with this matter."

It can be seen that he seems to have some unspeakable secrets. He is a disciple of the Mohist family, so it is nothing to bring someone into the Mohist family.

"Hehe! Brother Mo seems to have something on his mind, so why not speak up, maybe I can help you." Lin Yi took another sip of tea and asked with a smile.

"Are you really willing to help?"

Glancing at Lin Yi, Mo Feng showed hope in his eyes, but after seeing Lin Yi's cultivation, he shook his head again and said, "Forget it, this brother's kindness is appreciated by Mo Feng, and I can solve the next thing by myself .”

At the end of the sentence, Mo Feng gritted his teeth, and a rage flashed across his fair face, as if he had made up his mind, he tightened the folding fan in his hand.

"Oh well!"

Lin Yi nodded secretly, and didn't say much. Based on his experience, he could tell that Mo Feng was definitely in trouble. His eyes were full of hostility, which was obviously a sign of murder.

Mo Feng is not like a treacherous and evil person, the person who can make him kill Nian must not be a good bird.

Next, the two subconsciously remained silent, and Mo Feng's expressions intersected, as if he was expecting someone to come, but also afraid of someone coming.

"Huh? Didn't Second Master Ximen invite the head of the Mo family to drink tea today? Why didn't they come?"

"What do you know, Second Master Ximen has no good intentions, so it's no wonder that the Mo Family Master will come? If the Mo Family Master does not come, of course Second Master Ximen will not come either."

"Brother, what is going on? Is the Qitian Alliance going to trouble the Mo family again?"

"This time, it's not the people from the Qitian Alliance who are looking for trouble, but the young master of Ximen's second master's family. He has taken a fancy to Mo Yu, the eldest lady of the Mo family, and wants to marry her."

"The reason why Ximen Erye invited the head of the Mo family to drink tea is nothing more than to facilitate the marriage of the two families. Do you think the people of the Mo family will agree?"

"Er... this... How could the eldest lady of the Mo family marry? Among the direct disciples of the Mo family, there are only two siblings, Mo Yu and Mo Feng. Mo Feng doesn't know how to refine weapons. It falls on Mo Yu alone, if Mo Yu marries Mr. Ximen, wouldn't it mean that the inheritance of the Mo family's weapon refining will be cut off from now on."

"It's a pity! Mo Yu is young, and as a woman, she wants to take on the burden of the Mo family. There is no way, because Mo Feng, that trash, can't make weapons."

"Okay, keep your voice down, is he still here?"

"What are you afraid of? As a disciple of the Mohist school, if you don't know how to refine a weapon, it's a waste, so let's not let people say it."

"..."

Listening to the topics discussed by the people in the restaurant, Mo Feng was calm on the surface, but the hand holding the folding fan was trembling slightly. On the clenched fist, the veins are exposed.

"Is that so?"

Lin Yi frowned slightly. It seemed that it was impossible to meet the Patriarch of the Mo family. In the current situation, he could only start with Mo Feng.

At the same time, he also understood the reason why Mo Feng was called trash despite his good cultivation.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Mo family was the top power in the mainland, and there were countless strong people in the family. Who would have imagined that Mo Feng's generation would not fall to this level. There are only two direct disciples left, and one of them doesn't know how to refine weapons.

He sighed slightly, and wanted to comfort Mo Feng, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Sister! I will definitely not let you marry that bastard Ximen Qing, even if it is death, I am not afraid!" Mo Feng gritted his teeth and murmured softly, except for Lin Yi who was close. No one heard.

Ximen Qing?

Understanding flashed in Lin Yi's eyes. From the conversations of the people and Mo Feng's performance, he probably figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

This is a bloody story.

A son named Ximen Qing from the Qitian Alliance fell in love with Mo Feng's older sister, Mo Yu, and wanted her to be his wife.

Mo Yu is the only direct-line artisan of the Mo family. If he marries Ximen Qing, the Mo family's art of refining cannot be passed on, and maybe the inheritance will fall into the Qitian Alliance.

The reason why Ximen Xionger, the god of the gods, invited the head of the Mo family to drink tea was to propose marriage to his son. If the head of the Mo family didn't come, it was obvious that he refused such a thing.

It can also be seen from Mo Feng's body that Mo Yu is definitely not willing to marry Ximen Qing.

Before Lin Yi could see that Mo Feng had killing intent and wanted to kill someone, but now things became clearer, most of the people Mo Feng wanted to kill were Ximen Qing.

Lin Yi can guess that Mo Feng definitely ran out secretly, and only by killing Ximen Qing can this matter be fundamentally resolved. But Ximen Xionger is a hero, if Ximen Qing is killed, how can he let it go.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi smiled. He decided to intervene in Mo Feng's matter.

"What? Has the Patriarch of the Mo family come yet?" A strange voice rang out on the first floor, followed by the sound of stepping up the stairs.

Hearing this sound, Mo Feng tightened the folding fan in his hand, his expression was a little nervous, and he fidgeted and looked towards the stairs.

"Yes, Mr. Ximen, the head of the Mo family is not here." Someone said flatteringly.

"Give me something shameless." The footsteps going up the stairs stopped, and the strange voice sounded again, with a trace of anger.

"Hehe! Mr. Ximen, the head of the Mo family has not come, but his son Mo Feng has come, you should go and have a look." The person who spoke was the shopkeeper of Yaxiang Pavilion.

thump thump thump~~~

The next moment, Lin Yi looked towards the stairs, and saw an arrogant young man coming to the second floor. He had a very high level of cultivation, the ninth floor of Shenmen.

hiss--

The arrival of the young man made the people on the second floor quiet down. He is Ximen Xionger's son, Ximen Qing.

Behind him was a middle-aged man on the first floor of Nirvana, who looked like his guard.

"Master Ximen is here, I'm being polite."

"I've met Young Master Ximen."

"I've seen Mr. Ximen..."

After a moment of silence, the guests who drank tea hurriedly stood up and greeted Ximen Qing with fists.

"Ximen Qing!"

The moment he saw Ximen Qing, Mo Feng's eyes turned red, as if he saw some sworn enemy.

"Um!"

Ximen Qingshen nodded slightly with a calm expression, and then looked at Mo Feng. So he walked over here with a smile.

"Young Master Ximen."

"Young Master Ximen, you are being polite."

"Young Master Ximen, please drink tea."

"Young Master Ximen..."

The people in the restaurant have very different attitudes towards Ximen Qing, some are in awe, some are flattering, and they are very enthusiastic.

From this point, it can be seen that it is not that Ximen Qing is very popular, but that the forces behind him are strong enough. In this world, there are still many people who follow the trend.

"Hehe! Isn't this my brother-in-law? Why are you here?" Ximen Qing maintained a contemptuous expression, came to Lin Yi's table, looked at Mo Feng with a half-smile, and Lin Yi was completely ignored by him .

"Ximen Qing!"

Mo Feng stood up with a blushing face, and scolded: "My sister will not marry you, don't be wishful thinking, my father also does not agree with this marriage."

"Hehe! This matter is not up to you, nor is it up to your father to decide. There is no woman that my young master likes that I can't get. If your Mo family disagrees, I will kill you." When Ximen Qing said this, a ferocious look flashed across his face.

He spoke very loudly, no matter what the Mohist family had land gods, ordinary people would not dare to say that.

But he dared, because behind him was the Qitian Alliance.

"Don't even think about it, my Mo family will burn everything, and I won't let my sister marry someone like you." Mo Feng twisted his neck, looking very stubborn, even if Ximen Qing was four or five small realms higher than him, he was not afraid at all .

"It's ridiculous to burn jade and stone together. Now I've arrested you and asked your dead ghost father to trade your sister for you."

Ximen Qing started to speak, took a step forward, and grabbed Mo Feng by the collar.

Shhhhhh~~~

Mo Feng was also unambiguous, he shook the folding fan casually, and shot a few arrows of blue light from the folding fan, which seemed to be quenched with poison. He knew that he was not Ximen Qing's opponent, and he had already hidden his hands and feet in the folding fan.

brush!

But he still underestimated Ximen Qing, the latter leaned his body, a few poisonous arrows brushed against Ximen Qing's body, and nailed to the far wall.

Ximen Qing broke out in a cold sweat, and took several steps back.

Chi!

With a wave of Mo Feng's hand, the folding fan opened and spun towards Ximen Qing's throat. Ximen Qing stepped back again and grabbed the folding fan casually.

Seeing him catch his folding fan, Mo Feng smiled instead, "Explode!"

"Not good, it's the Explosive Spirit Soldier, be careful, my lord."

Ximen Qing's guard reacted quickly, snatched the folding fan from Ximen Qing's hand, and threw it out along the window.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion, and the entire Yaxiang Pavilion was trembling. The folding fan that exploded was a middle-grade Explosive Spirit Weapon, which could blow up a mountain if placed outside, thanks to the formation guarding outside the Xiangya Pavilion, otherwise, most of these people in the Yaxiang Pavilion would be killed.

It can also be seen how deep Mo Feng's hatred for Ximen Qing is, even if he is desperate for his life, he will kill Ximen Qing.

"Damn it, what's the situation, this kid Mo Feng is actually so ruthless."

"It's okay, okay! Otherwise, I will be finished."

"Nimma, it's scary to death."

A series of resentful eyes fell on Mo Feng.