madnovel Chapter 145 Survival From Desperate Situation
Chapter 145 Survival From Desperate Situation
A deep crack was torn above the deserted street, and two black figures walked out of the crack. They had somewhat similar looks. They both had sword-shaped eyebrows at their temples, eyes as bright as stars, and dark golden black robes. They look extremely noble...
Mo Ke's eyes focused on Chu Feng, and he exuded a sharp and intimidating gaze, which made Chu Feng's soul tremble, and fear suddenly arose in his heart.
Chu Feng was horrified: Who are they? Could it be that he is from the Long family?
At this time, Mo Ke's indifferent voice echoed in the sky: "You two, please stop this. I, Mo Ke, want this person."
Chu Yingxue and Long Yu's expressions changed suddenly, and they couldn't help but stop their offensive. Is it possible that the Mo family also wants to take a trip into this muddy water?
Four powerful auras spread from the sky, making the people below unable to breathe. Lu Chen looked at the four figures above the sky with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart...
Long Yu was the first to speak: "This matter about Mo Ke seems to have nothing to do with you. This son is the disciple of Feng Jiu, a remnant of the Feng family. It is related to important matters of our Long family. Today, I must take him back."
The old man's powerful voice was unquestionable. Presumably Mo Ke and others also knew what "Fengjiu's apprentice" meant. Anyone who obstructed it would be tantamount to declaring war on the Long family!
Mo Ke's eyes were a little solemn, this thief...is Feng Jiu's apprentice?
Fengjiu...is she really still alive...
After a brief moment of astonishment, Mo Ke quickly came to his senses and said: "Elder Long Yu, regardless of whose disciple he is, just because his name is Chu Feng, I must take him back to the Mo family for interrogation."
Chu Yingxue Bing pursed her lips lightly. Long Yu was already difficult enough, but now Mo Ke and Mo He actually wanted Chu Feng. Even she couldn't guarantee that Chu Feng would be safe and sound in the hands of Long Yu and Mo Ke. leave.
The theft of the Mo Family's Baicao Pavilion caused an uproar in Nanshuang City, and it was known to the whole world. Now the Mo Family is like a mad dog, biting all over the streets.
Long Yu also knew Mo He's purpose. He smiled jokingly and said, "Master Mo, what you have done is a bit too much. Now in Nanshuang City, even if there is a despicable wild dog named Chu Feng, do your Mo family have to do it?" Take him back and torture him to extract a confession?"
Long Yu's few words made Mo Ke and Mo He's expressions change several times. Naturally, they could hear the sarcasm in Long Yu's voice.
Even though Long Yu is the elder of the Long family, his status is very different from that of Mo Ke. One is the elder of the seven major families, and the other is the head of the seven major families.
The status of the two people is very different, how dare Long Yu make such arrogant remarks!
Mo He said coldly: "Long Qi, this matter is related to the future of my Mo family. I would rather catch him wrong than let him go. After we retrieve the spiritual grass, we will naturally tie him to your Long family."
"You can call Long Shiqi too? You bastard! Only you morons like you, the Mo family, can steal the spiritual herbs right under your nose..." Long Yu said through gritted teeth and eyes.
The atmosphere became more and more intense. Chu Feng had never seen such a scene before. He also understood that if he fell into the hands of the Long family, he would definitely die.
But the Mo family... maybe there is still a glimmer of hope...
Chu Feng glanced at the pale Xie Yuxuan beside him. Chu Feng stepped forward and said coldly: "The theft of the Mo family's spiritual grass was indeed my fault..."
Mo Ke's brows darkened and his voice became cold: "What did you say?"
Chu Feng was trembling with fear. He held himself up to prevent himself from kneeling down under the pressure of the four Martial Gods. He said word by word: "I said... I was the one responsible for the theft of your Mo family's spiritual grass. "
"Where is the spiritual grass!"
Mo He yelled and asked. The thief cut up all the spiritual herbs in the Baicao Pavilion in front of him and trampled all his dignity under his feet. Mo He wished he could cut the thief into pieces!
Feeling the sense of oppression coming from Mo He's body, Chu Feng's clenched hands trembled violently. In the dark, he felt a suffocating sense of death emerge, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. His expression He fell to the ground in despair...
Xie Yuxuan exclaimed: "Chu Feng!"
She squatted on the ground and transferred her true energy into Chu Feng's meridians to protect his heart. She raised her head resentfully, her beautiful eyes flashing with tears, and she didn't understand why Chu Feng had to admit this crime.
Chu Feng has been traveling with her these days.
How could it be the Mo family spiritual grass he stole?
Chu Yingxue's bright wrists holding the ice and snow sword sank. She looked at Chu Feng with strange eyes, and she didn't understand why Chu Feng would admit such a thing that had nothing to do with him.
Mo Ke looked indifferent and said, "Elder Long Yu, can you hear me? Now that the thief has personally admitted it, is there anything else you want to say?"
The corner of Long Yu's mouth twitched violently. It seemed that this matter must be reported back to Long Chen before further discussion.
The relationship between the Mo family and the Long family is like water and fire. It was because of the Long family that Mo Ke's daughter was lost in the secular world.
Mo Ke has been brooding about this over the years, often confronting Long Chen in front of Nan Shuang Jie.
Long Yu gritted his teeth slightly: This thief has already admitted it himself. If he continues to pester and anger the two Moke brothers, I am afraid that I will not get any benefits...
The afterimage of Mo Ke appeared in front of the unconscious Chu Feng. Under the control of his thoughts, the bodies of Chu Feng and Xie Yuxuan were suspended in the air uncontrollably. A deep crack appeared in front of him, and he Stepping into a deep crack and disappearing...
"Farewell!" Mo He left a word and then disappeared.
Chu Yingxue put the ice and snow sword in her hand into the scabbard, glanced at Long Yu coldly, and then turned into a blue light and shadow and left.
She must go to Mo's house to explain the whole story...
After the three Martial Gods left, the dim sky began to regain its brightness. A ray of sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shone into Nanshuang City. Seeing that the turbulent clouds and waves returned to calm, people in Nanshuang City dared to Come out and wait and see.
"Ding, it has been detected that Chu Feng, the son of destiny, has suffered heavy damage, and he will be rewarded with 100,000 destiny points."
"The fate of Chu Feng, the son of destiny, has been reduced to 30%."
[Current destiny value]: 200,000
Lu Chen ignored the system mechanical sound in his mind, but lowered his eyes and thought about something. Chu Feng is not far away from your death...
Long Yu's aura was unstable, and his entanglement with that crazy woman Chu Yingxue consumed a lot of his energy. He landed steadily in front of Lu Chen. Long Yao frowned and said, "Seventeenth Elder, are you okay? Bar?"
Long Yu said softly: "Grandpa is so old and stiff, how can something happen?"
Hearing this, Long Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Long Yao knew very well how powerful Chu Yingxue was, and even someone like Long Yu, who had already entered the realm of the Martial God, would find it difficult to take advantage of her.
Long Yu exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at Lu Chen with a deep brow and said, "You seem to know a lot about Feng Jiu. Come on, follow me back immediately and tell the master of the family everything you know!"
A crack appeared in front of Lu Chen, and he was dragged into the crack by the old man in white robe. After the three people left, the crack slowly closed...dissipated...
There were only faint ripples left in the air, the only trace of their presence.