The proud laughter echoed in the underground palace.
"Feng Heguang, I asked my people to stop as you ask, hahahaha, but that fool has to jump out by himself."
"Hahaha, don't you blame me now?"
Feng Wuchen smiled extremely happily.
He felt very happy when he could see Feng Heguang being defeated.
"Yang Jiyou, Chu Lexian, Wang Zong, you mobilize everyone, now you all go to Mulanchang, I want you... to take out enough bets and have fun with that mistress, hehe, I feel a little regretful
, I can't be there for such a big fun."
Above the dragon seat, Feng Heguang leaned against the seat gracefully and calmly, and held a roll of thread-coated ancient books in his hand and saw with relish.
He raised his eyelids gently, squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Wuchen, who was proudly smug, and then said softly:
"Wuchen, look at you, there is no place you should be like as a Son of God. You are really as lowly as your mother back then."
"you……!"
Feng Wuchen's proud expression froze, staring at Feng Heguang with a fierce light in his eyes:
"Feng Heguang, I will definitely remember the humiliation today. Sooner or later, I will repay you little by little in the Qinglong clan."
Feng Heguang smiled, narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully:
"It seems that it was not enough just now!"
He slowly took out a cell phone and dialed the number.
After connecting, he asked softly to the other end:
"How did you deal with Feng Zinan?"
Zhuo Buli's light voice came:
"It's nothing. I just let him kneel on the ground and lick my soles clean. Oh, I'm a little unhappy. I like to clean myself the most, so I don't touch the ground normally. If I had known it, I would have been in my disciple.
My wife will try to find a soak in the community and step on it.”
Feng Heguang hung up the phone directly, sighed heavily, as if he was talking to himself:
"There is no one in this radius of several kilometers. Where can I go to find shit?"
Feng Wuchen obviously heard the call between him and Zhuo Buli, and he immediately wanted to slap his big mouth.
I'm so mean.
He gritted his teeth tightly and shouted with a stern look on his face:
"Feng Heguang, don't go too far. It's really a big fuss. At worst, you can kill me."
Feng Heguang was so handsome that his face showed a hint of indifference:
"It seems that if you don't clean up you, I'm really sorry for your mother who slept with me for so long back then."
Feng Wuchen's face suddenly became particularly ferocious, and he shouted almost gritting his teeth:
"Yang Jiyou, you... go to Mulanchang immediately, he dare not target you. Remember, use all your means to kill the bastard named Su Mu. If you can't kill me, you will die!"
Yang Jiyou and others were so scared that they ran away with their heads in their arms and fled from the underground palace as fast as possible.
Gods fight, mortals suffer.
Escape quickly.
They dare not watch or listen to what will happen next.
On the Mulan Farm, Pei Mingqiu is arguing with Su Mu about betting.
The phone suddenly rang.
Immediately afterwards, as if my colleague had made an appointment in advance, various cell phone ringtones began to ring one after another in the entire bar.
In the end, at least two-thirds of the people present picked up their cell phones.
Su Mu's eyelids couldn't help but jump gently.
The sound of the call is constantly ringing:
"It's me, ah? I get it."
"What? That's it? OK."
"Haha, I'm just waiting. I've long disliked him."
"Okay, I received it, I know how to do it."
"No, right? Playing so big?"
Jiang Wangshu's face slowly became gloomy.
But Yu Liuli's pretty face suddenly turned pale.
Even if it is a pig, I know that something is wrong.
Something must have happened behind these calls.
And it is absolutely impossible to be a good thing.
Almost all of the people who watched the fun jumped out.
After Pei Mingqiu answered the phone, the gloomy and anger on his face disappeared. Instead, there was an unconcealed pride and an unconcealed murderous intent.
In the secret, all the greedy and cruel eyes fell on Su Mu without even hiding his lust. Looking at the Yu sisters, it seemed that they had become lambs to be slaughtered.
Feng Siming browed and turned his head to look at Pei Mingqiu. Pei Mingqiu was extremely excited to lean into his ear and whispered a few words.
Feng Siming was stunned and wanted to speak but stopped.
But soon he calmed down and still looked like a peerless and independent young man from Fengshen's handsome family.
In the bar, people started to get up, then walked behind Pei Mingqiu and stared at Su Mu with malicious eyes.
Jiang Wangshu gritted his teeth tightly, staring at the people who had to nod and bow when they saw him with a blue face.
The other party didn't need to hide it. The air was filled with the aura of causing damage to them.
Especially that murderous intent made Jiang Wangshu feel a little nervous.
Things are out of control.
It is unimaginable that once Su Mu is stimulated and he will let go without hesitation, he will kill all sides without any scruples.
And this is exactly what many people like to see the most.
Because this will inevitably make Su Mu unable to represent the entire country to participate in that national destiny war.
As if feeling Jiang Wangshu's worries, Su Mu turned around with a smile and looked at him and said:
"Lao Jiang, what's your expression? Worrying that I'll lose or worrying that I'll go crazy?"
Jiang Wangshu's face became extremely gloomy. As the eldest son of the Jiang family, he could not be unworried about this.
The people here represent not only the top families in the imperial capital, but also the top families in the country.
And most of these people are from the sect behind them.
In other words, Su Mu, at this critical moment, he had to challenge the entire ancient martial arts world with his own strength.
This is simply crazy.
Once any uncontrollable result occurs, Su Mu will become a real sinner.
Regardless of this, what is the cause.
With Su Mu's strength and background, he has the sect to support and endorse him, but what does he have when he stands beside him?
If Su Mu wants him to die in Jiang Wangshu, he only needs Su Mu's light words. As long as he dies to the point of death, Lao Jiang will never frown.
Just like just now, he was willing to hand over his life and death to Su Mu to bet.
But is this a matter of his life and death alone?
This is not even a matter of survival of the Jiang family.
Even if he is ten thousand times more important, he cannot bear this responsibility.
Any sect is definitely a towering mountain for secular families.
In front of this mountain, worldly power, money, and everything add up, is just an extremely fragile pawn.
As long as the other party moves his little finger, no matter how powerful aristocratic family is, it will be destroyed.
The manager of Mulan Farm was so scared that he was trembling like a sieve, and he didn't even have the courage to step forward.
More people stood behind Pei Mingqiu.
As Yang Jiyou brought Chu Lexian, Wang Zong, and the Japanese Fusang native arrived, the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax.
Pei Mingqiu stared at Su Mu with great pleasure, and the muscles on his cheeks were trembling: