Yue Mochen looked at several figures rushing in the distance and said in his heart that he was about to tell Chang Jiudao that Meng Wujian had been entrusted to Shenyue Forest by himself. There was no news yet, but it was too late.
The people from the Mo family have come here!
Chang Jiudao frowned, pulled out the long sword in his hand again, and his body was standing in front of Yue Mochen: "Young Master, go first, I will stop them!"
A severe pain came, but his face became painful because of this simple action.
Yue Mochen's previous attack was not merciless. Not only was it extraordinary, but it was also tricky in the angle. The original intention was to make Chang Jiudao lose his combat power. So although the magic medicine has stabilized Chang Jiudao's injuries now, his movement of pulling out the combat sword still touched his wounds.
However, Chang Jiudao Feifan did not have the slightest desire to suffer. Instead, he thanked him for a moment of relief, as if the more Yue Mochen was, the happier he was.
At this time, Yue Mochen patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Chang, don't do this. You are still injured. Just cooperate with me to act in a play."
Although he was confident that he was not exposed, he still thought about what to do when this situation happened.
Chang Jiudao turned around and looked at Yue Mochen in confusion. Yue Mochen smiled slightly and threw the red moon hanging on him on the ground.
In Chang Jiudao's surprised gaze, a red light appeared, and Hongyue's small body grew bigger bit by bit, then turned into Xuan Mingjue's appearance, looking at Chang Jiudao with a smile on his face.
"Hongyue, you will be with Brother Chang later." Yue Mochen said to Hongyue.
Hongyue, who turned into Xuan Mingjue, nodded obediently, and then showed a cold expression, which was Xuan Mingjue's signature expression.
Yue Mochen smiled with satisfaction, possessed himself in Chang Jiudao's ear, said a few words, then turned to look at the figure in the distance: "The good show has begun now."
After Yue Mochen finished speaking, he rushed towards the people coming like a stream of light.
Chang Jiudao shouted behind his back: "Master Yi Feng, stop him! He is an assassin!"
The three people who came quickly paused, then quickly dispersed, surrounding Yue Mochen with horns.
Chang Jiudao also rushed up with Hongyue's support and vaguely blocked all Yue Mochen's lines.
Yue Mochen stopped, looked around at everyone, and sneered: "A kid from the Fighter Realm, three idiots from the Hundred Tribulation Realm, and one has been seriously injured by me, and a third-class disabled person is required to take care of someone when walking. Do you think, this will keep you, my uncle?"
"Haha, I can't tell you that you are not old, but you are not young. Why do you say I can't keep you?" Yi Feng said lightly, not angry, just looking confident.
As for being implicitly ridiculed as a third-class disabled person, he didn't care. He just thought Yue Mochen was a local bun who didn't know what Master Nian was.
Among the new three, he was obviously the leader of his. The two warriors used their spiritual power to take him to run so far, but there was no complaint on their faces.
"Why??"
Yue Mochen suddenly smiled, turned his head and pointed at Chang Jiudao, and said proudly: "Just rely on his injuries!"
Yi Feng smiled slightly, still not angry. His expression was like an adult disdaining to plan with a three-year-old child. It made Yue Mochen feel the urge to beat him up.
"Are you Xuan Mingjue?" Yi Feng asked with a faint smile.
Yue Mochen's face changed under the mask and said to himself: Has his identity been exposed? Why?
"Xuan Mingjue? What is that?" Yue Mochen said as if he was calm. He had Hong Yue pretending to be Xuan Mingjue, and he could definitely protect his identity from being exposed.
At this time, Hongyue spoke, "I am Xuan Mingjue, who are you?"
"Oh?" Yi Feng showed a puzzled look, obviously a little surprised by the result, and thought to himself: "Didn't the assassin be Xuan Mingjue?"
But the confusion on his face did not last long, so he asked Hongyue, "Then why are you here?"
"I feel like I want to break through the past two days, but I haven't waited for the opportunity, so I went out tonight and saw this mentor chasing that person in the academy, and I followed him." Hongyue said lightly, as if saying so many words would give him face.
"It's really just that?"
Yi Feng's tone changed and suddenly increased the volume. An invisible fluctuation echoed in the air with his voice. He wanted to use the methods of the chanting master to make a cliché.
But who is Hongyue? She is born with spiritual bodies, and can be said to be the ancestor of Ling Nian Master, how could she be affected by such a slight soul attack? She was unmoved at all.
However, the surface skills still need to be done. Hongyue's face suddenly became ugly, and she looked extremely pale under the moonlight. She pretended to be uncontrollably and murmured: "There is another reason. The body movements of this man in black are very exquisite, and they are similar to mine. I want to keep up and see if I can get them..."
Yi Feng smiled and said to himself: So that's it.
He turned his head and looked at Chang Jiu and said, "Yinmian, is his words true?"
Chang Jiudao pretended to be respectful and said, "There is no falsehood. Moreover, if it weren't for him, I might have died at the hands of this man in black."
After saying that, he pretended to be lingering fear and glanced at Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen saw all this and thought to himself: This guy, it’s a waste not to shoot movies. Talents are definitely talented!
After hearing Chang Jiudao's words, Yi Feng nodded with satisfaction, and then as if he had remembered something, he said, "Well, Yinmian, are your injuries okay?"
"I have no worries about my life, but I can't take action for the time being." Chang Jiudao looked grateful.
"Haha, it's okay, you don't need to take action here."
Yi Feng said lightly, with a wave of his right hand, an invisible soul attack flew towards Yue Mochen.
Yue Mochen pretended not to know anything and rushed up with his head, but before he could take a few steps, he fell to the ground. However, no one saw that when he fell to the ground, a lonely line appeared on the corner of his mouth under his mask...
Lifeng Shengyuan and Mo Wuxing's small building, Mo Juqi and others sat on the ground on the first floor to drink tea, without any anxious expression.
Although the damage during the fight had not been repaired, the useless garbage had been removed, so these people could sit here.
At this time, a warrior walked into the door, one of the three warriors who had left with Yi Feng at the beginning.
Mo Wuxing, who was originally calm, stood up immediately when he saw him coming in without even drinking the tea in his hand and said, "How is it, have you caught him?"