Listening to Murong Xiao's words, Ye Changfeng suddenly burst out laughing and looked at Murong Xiao and said, "Murrong Xiao, it turns out that you came for this, but we may not agree."
"That's right, Murong Xiao, are you watching this game too simple?" Nangong Wentian shook his head and sighed. Now everyone in the game knows that the Empire has issued a notice that as long as players who perform well in the league, the Empire will focus on training in the future.
Murong Xiao ignored the laughter of the few people, opened the folding fan with a "puff" sound, and said calmly: "It is because this game is not simple that I came to you. I believe that if Brother Ye and I join forces, the other two academies will not be considered. The quota for the empire's focus training will be ours."
Han Mo couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and looked at Murong and said, "Are you really so sure? Are you an opponent of the Nine-Tail Tmall of Phoenix Academy?"
Speaking of Nine-Tailed Tmall, Murong Xiao shook his body and narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Nine-Tailed Tmall is an exception, so I came to join forces with Brother Ye. If I said there is a way to prevent Nine-Tailed Tmall from participating in the competition, would you be willing to take a risk?"
Everyone from Shura Academy was stunned again when they heard this. Seeing Ye Changfeng hesitated, Yingxu hurriedly reminded: "Changfeng, this Murong Xiao is not a good person. We will probably be abandoned by him. Don't forget how the king explained it."
Ye Changfeng nodded when he heard this, looked at the few people and shook his head and said, "Murong Xiao, go back, we can't win in time and we won't use such despicable things."
"Is it despicable? Haha, how formal are you? In the past, your Shura Academy won because of the magical skill of Transformation. Do you think it would be as easy as four years ago?" Murong Xiao scoffed at Ye Changfeng's fairness. In his opinion, Shura Academy is the worst one.
"Then I don't have to bother you. The winner and lose are all up to me. I also advise you to go back and practice well. There is not much time in the league." Han Mo said, looking at the woman behind Murong Xiao.
At this time, Yin Moli was also looking at him. Han Mo admired Yin Moli's ability to refine medicine from the bottom of his heart. Han Mo believed that such a genius of refining would definitely achieve great success, but Han Mo was still very confused. Why was Yin Moli not looking for a master? It took many wrong paths to slowly explore refining medicine by himself.
Seeing that the two of them were always looking at each other, Murong Xiao smiled and said, "This is also the idea of Sister Yin. I think... I should not want to stand opposite to the person I like." After Murong Xiao said that, the smile on his face also became strange.
Yin Moli's cheeks turned pink when she heard this, and she no longer dared to look at Han Mo, and the atmosphere became strange.
Han Mo touched his nose awkwardly and said seriously: "It's okay if you lose, it's no big deal. I don't think your cooperation is a good method. Now I'll take a damn move. You should find someone else in this matter."
Seeing that the people from Shura Academy were so arduous, Murong Xiao didn't say much, looked around the top ten people below, swayed his sleeves and turned around and left.
This incident became a small episode. When he returned to his place of residence, Han Mo began to study his own methods of refining medicine. Long Tian gave him a death order. This refining competition cannot make any mistakes.
Han Mo had just taken out the medicine cauldron and put it away helplessly. He flashed to the roof, looked at the woman in front of him and sighed: "Don't say it was Murong Xiao who called you here."
"No, I came here myself." Yin Moli glanced at Han Mo with a weak look and said.
Han Mo nodded, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Then are you doing something? You probably didn't happen to pass by in the middle of the night."
"Why, I came to you specifically." Yin Moli glanced at Han Mo and said, looking extremely shy. At this time, he didn't even have the courage to look at Han Mo.
Seeing this, Han Mo suddenly became enlarged, cleared his throat and said, "What are you looking for me?"
"Actually, I'm here to persuade you to cooperate." Yin Moli hesitated and said.
"You..." Han Mo was so angry that he heard this, he glanced at Yin Moli and said, "Didn't you say that Murong Xiao asked you to come?"
"Yes, I came here by myself, he didn't know. In fact, Han Mo, if we cooperate, there would be no pressure on the other two academies. Isn't it much easier to compete with the two teams than the four?" Yin Moli said in a daze at Han Mo, his eyes were extremely simple, which made Han Mo feel like he didn't want to refuse.
Taking a few deep breaths, Han Mo shook his head helplessly and said, "Girl, it would be great if things were as simple as you thought. Have you ever thought that if we didn't succeed, or if our little Jiujiu was known by the Empire, then we would be the ones who are not qualified to participate in the competition."
Yin Moli was stunned when she heard this and lowered her head aggrievedly. Seeing that Yin Moli didn't say anything, Han Mo continued: "If the game only represents you, this may not be a big deal, but this game is all representing our respective academy. Do you really want to take this risk?"
"But Murong Xiao is already a dual-original martial artist. Joining forces with your Ye Changfeng, the people from the other two academys are absolutely not worth worrying about." Yin Moli said unwillingly for a long time.
Han Mo was really speechless now. He patted Yin Moli's head, felt the soft hair on his hand, and sighed: "The people in their academy are not cold dishes, just mix it up. If Murong Xiao is so confident, why not be more open and take down these people on the ring."
"..." Yin Moli was speechless when she heard this. After all, she didn't want to stand opposite Han Mo.
"Okay, don't be unhappy. I'm also thinking about you, more than those little tricks, and finally hurt myself." Han Mo said as he jumped down from the roof and walked into his house.
"You...why are you here to do?" Just as Han Mo was about to close the door, he was startled by Yin Moli who was following him. He just thought about it and lost his mind a little. Why is this girl walking soundless?
Yin Moli was stunned by Han Mo's loud voice, and looked at Han Mo with some grievance, "I'm sorry, I just haven't finished talking yet, so I followed him."
Han Mo was speechless when he heard this, but he was very confused. Last time Yin Moli approached him without knowing it. When he approached him, Han Mo didn't feel it at all. If it was a coincidence last time, what about this time?
"Han Mo, I...sorry, I really didn't mean it. Then I'm going back, you can rest early." Yin Moli said, his eyes were covered with mist, and he looked extremely aggrieved.
"No, no, I just..." Han Mo wanted to express his doubts, and his eyes turned and had to swallow the words to his mouth, patted Yin Moli's head and said, "Silly, I'm fine, it's still late now. You go back first. Anyway, there's no need to compete tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Yin Moli nodded obediently when she heard this, and watched Han Moyi disappear into the darkness reluctantly.
After Yin Moli left, Han Mo hurried into the house and then set up a spiritual barrier to prevent someone from approaching. After doing these, he took out the mainland classics and quickly read them.