OBS Chapter 330: The Man In White, Marquis Mo Yang
Chapter 330: The Man In White, Marquis Mo Yang
Xie Feng has never forgotten that in the thatched cottage in the upper realm, there is still Jingyuan waiting for the Master!
Master, you have had enough fun, old man...
One world, one beauty?
According to Mr. Shuiyun, Xie Feng took a look at the master's timeline.
Basically, his true origin is unknown, but he has experienced many Samsara practices.
In the Upper Realm, the Master's alias was Taihua Jun, and at the same time, in a different dimension, he existed as Mo Yanghou!
The only thing that is certain is that his real name is Mu Bingxing, and it is not the avatar but the main body who lives in the lower realm and at the Xuanji Gate!
Every Samsara, he will have a bad relationship.
That's why there are Jingyuan and Shuiyun-jun!
Maybe... more than that!
This ass's romantic debt...
Xie Feng suddenly felt that, compared with the Master, his own practice is so pure-hearted and ascetic. After several times of Samsara, he basically closed his eyes and became detached...
seem……
Missed a lot of good luck...
Xie Feng was a little bit regretful, but then he thought about it, he met a lot of beauties along the way, and he was accompanied by Xiaoshang, what kind of bicycle do he want?
People, you have to learn to be content and happy!
...
In the deep moonlit night, several figures were running away at high speed.
Yan Ming had been running for millions of miles before he dared to stop and take a break.
"call!"
He was sweating profusely and panting!
so close!
Fortunately, he was clever and saved his life!
That woman is really ruthless and doesn't talk much, ghost emperor! Lord of the clan! Kill as soon as you say!
Mr. Shuiyun didn't know Xie Feng, and even offended the Ten Clans because of it, what's the matter...
depressed!
Yan Ming clutched his heart, trying to calm down his violently beating heart.
"Patriarch, what shall we do next?" The three Yan Clan Elders followed closely behind, and they asked worriedly.
"What should we do? Cold salad!" Yan Ming said angrily, "I will never make friends like this again! We didn't have anything to do with it, but now I've offended the Wen family, so let's leave with your tail between your legs!"
The three of them were scolded like hell, but they didn't dare to speak back, so they could only swallow their anger and held their breath.
"Forget it, just live, Hui!"
With a big wave of Yan Ming's hand, his fragile little heart was frightened, and he urgently needed to recuperate.
He took two steps forward, and suddenly, a faint cold wind blew, and the killing intent in the wind made one's scalp tingle!
In the treacherous mountains and forests, a person appeared, with fluttering white clothes, who looked like a god, a ghost, or a dream.
The moment he appeared, his murderous intent was like burying a corpse, and ninety-thousand-foot turbulent waves rolled up on the sea. The autumn wind howled, and the wind was like a sword. !
No one has ever seen such a strong man in his life!
until today!
Yan Ming's heart constricted suddenly, he didn't dare to move! His legs were weakening!
The man in white stood in front of the four of them, his eyes were sharp, and he said lightly, "Do you know Xie Feng?"
Yan Ming asked, "Who are you?!"
The man in white said, "I ask, do you know Xie Feng?"
Yan Ming frowned, because of fear, he instinctively roared: "I don't know! Don't bother me!"
boom!
An Elder beside him fell to the ground and died on the spot!
The men in white did it!
He didn't see his attack, but his killing power!
Yan Ming's face turned pale instantly.
He realized that he had a bad luck today, this person, as soon as he came up, he asked Xie Feng without saying a word, which shows that this person has something to do with Xie Feng!
What is the origin of this Xie Feng?
Why are all these peak powerhouses related to him!
Had he known this earlier, Yan Ming would never have come to Cangmo Mountain with him!
The man in white asked again: "Do you know Xie Feng?"
These words are so magical that anyone who hears them over and over again will feel like being tortured. It is a psychological torture that is worse than death!
If you don't know, you will die...
Yan Ming was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly replied: "I know! I know!"
"That's right, I'm looking for you!"
The man in white smiled slightly.
He raised his hand.
boom!
Another Elder Killed!
Blood splattered three feet and sprayed onto Yan Ming's face. In the smell of blood, there was a deep sense of fear!
Gudong!
Yan Ming couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
That was scary!
"Do you know Xie Feng?"
The man in white had an indifferent voice, and asked again!
"I, I..." Yan Ming was sweating profusely, speaking incoherently, he was about to collapse, if he knew it, he would die! If he didn't know him, he would die too! How should he answer? !
thump!
The last Elder was worried that it was his turn, so he knelt in fright.
He trembled all over, pinning all his hopes on his patriarch.
The man in white raised his eyes coldly and said sharply:
"Reply!"
"Ah! Me, me and Xie Feng... this, this... half-baked! Is that okay?!"
"yes?"
As the man in white said, he raised his eyes with murderous intent, the last Elder of the Yan Clan exploded and died on the spot!
Yan Ming was sweating like rain, he was about to kneel in fright!
The man in white asked again: "Do you know Xie Feng?!"
Endless killing intent was woven into a dense web, covering a million miles of void.
Yan Ming was on his back like a light, and his legs were as soft as mud. He was so shocked that he collapsed and shouted:
"I'm not familiar with him! I really don't know him well! Don't kill me! I've never hurt Xie Feng! I swear! If I ever hurt him, I, I, my country and family will be ruined! No offspring! No good death!"
He raised his hand and made a poisonous oath.
He was too scared to call himself the king...
The man in white gave Yan Ming a cold look, was silent for a moment, and then withdrew the Sword Intent. In the hazy mist, he turned his back and disappeared into the vast forest...
It took a long time before Yan Ming dared to raise his head. He was trembling all over, and stood still while leaning on an ancient tree. His body was dripping with water and covered in cold sweat!
f*ck...
This is too scary...
The experience just now was like a nightmare, and when I woke up, I was still shivering!
He looked into the distance and calmed down for half an hour before regaining the strength to speak. He said in a trembling voice, "Why is this man... a bit like Marquis Mo Yang..."
Marquis Moyang!
An absolute mythical existence in the Dao world!
The Wen clan can become an invincible race in the world, this person has contributed a lot!
It can even be said that without him, there would be no Shuiyun Jun who is now all-powerful!
He is the most powerful driving force behind the rise of the Wen Clan!
Didn't this person disappear four hundred years ago? Why is it showing up again now?!
...
Yan Ming returned to the Yan Clan and collapsed on the throne, still in shock.
In order to calm down the horror in his heart, he reached out to pick up the teacup, but because his hands were shaking, he couldn't even drink the water.
As soon as he closed his eyes, what played back in his mind was the terrifying eyes of the man in white!
What he experienced this night, he booked the nightmare for the rest of his life...
Yan Ming caressed his heart, and comforted himself, "Anyway, this little life has been recovered! If that person, if it is really Mo Yanghou, can escape from his hands, it can only show that he does not want to kill the king. ! As long as you live in peace and order and don’t cause trouble, you may be able to live a lifetime..."