C152 (1/2)
Mo Yiyan gave a cold snort and pointed to the sky, ”If you don't want the tree's skin, you'll definitely die!”
Yun Fan said smugly, ”Humans don't care about face, they are unrivalled in the world!”
”A clever tongue!” Mo Yiyan's tone was slightly angry, and said: ”Zhang San Li and his group are poor, let's stop here.” The meaning behind his words was to scold Yun Fan, a wild villager, for participating in the selection of his son-in-law.
Yun Fan could not help but laugh, ”Only you are ugly, come and take a look.”
The heroes all laughed, the two's poems were too funny to play, the who was behind her veil was extremely furious. She was a proud daughter of heaven, and was held in Mo Zixuan's palms as a form of fear, but anyone who saw her face would praise her as beautiful as a fairy, and this mountain villager in front of them would actually say that she was ugly.
”He's only competing against West Lake's Qin Xianggong!”
”Kung Gai, Three Gui, Pingxi King!”
Mo Yiyan's breasts rose and fell under his veil as he gritted his teeth and said, ”Which bastard is Mister?!”
Yun Fan took a bite of the apple, his eyebrows raised up slightly as he said, ”Poetry and etiquette have many serious matters, there's no need to ask this daddy!”
The servant by Mo Yiyan's side said softly, ”Miss, this person is so shameless!”
”Xun Er, don't be afraid, watch our young miss fight to the death with him!”
”Water division's fire, Jin Sikong is building a new land!”
”The Northern Prime Minister of the Southern Kingdom, what kind of person is the Monarch of the Middle Kingdom?!” The two began to curse each other. The heroes were all silent as they listened attentively.
”In the depths of the mountains where the two apes cut off trees, let's see how the little monkey will fight with saws!”
”A horse trapped in the mud, asking the old beast how to use his hooves!”
”I'll plant a tree at your grave!”
”The tree is a coffin for you to live in!”
Mo Yiyan's originally snow-white face was flushed, as if he was about to vomit blood. She was just about to think of something, but seeing that Yun Fan was still eating the apple, she said, ”Fish fat and fruits have matured into my stomach!”
Yun Fan laughed, ”Come, your mother will go and kiss the kitchen!” He was as pleased as he could be.
A faint smile appeared on Mo Yiyan's lips. You dare to scold my mother, see if my father doesn't beat you to death!
's heart skipped a beat. Wasn't Mo Yiyan's mother Mo Zixuan's wife? Didn't the tile say that he was using his wife as a servant? Raising his head to look at Mo Zixuan, Mo Zixuan's gaze seemed to be filled with an incomparable profoundness.
Mo Yiyan was about to continue, when Mo Zixuan said in a low voice, ”Enough!” His gaze was fixated on Yun Fan, as though he was about to eat someone. Yun Fan could feel the killing intent of a deity, Mo Zixuan's wife had died young,
Both Zhou Yu from the Heavenly Dragon Empire and Lin Xiao revealed a cold smile. As for the others, they were also looking at Yun Fan gloating. Mo Zixuan's wife was a taboo, so he could not be mentioned casually.
Everyone could feel the pressure coming from Mo Zixuan. What was a god, a man and a mountain was an immortal, the people here were immortals, and this was the mountain that was said to be the Mount Xian. When a Mount Xian was pressing down on Yun Fan's body, he could only gasp for breath, and only after a long while did the aura disappear.
With so many people, Mo Zixuan could not openly bully others.
”We will compete in the second test!”
The servant Xun Er ran over to the steward and said a few words, but the steward immediately added, ”My Young Miss has said it before, the music competition is just as Sir Liu Mubai has said, if it was only a test, it would be hard to win against the masses, so as long as it is something related to the music, we can use it to compete.”
The servant looked at Yun Fan and thought: ”My Young Miss has said that you are only a person who knows how to talk. If being gentle is not good, then come to the martial arts side.”
Yun Fan unwittingly sneered, he was clear about whatever Mo Yiyan wanted to pay attention to. However, this young miss Mo Clan had purposely brought him up to the forefront of the conversation. Other than Zhou Yu, who had obtained his praise and recognition, the only other person on the scene was him.
There would definitely be a fierce battle later, but if the Ninth Heavens of the Dao Stage experts did not come out, then who could be his opponent.
This so called rhythm could be used as long as it was related to it. This was an indirect way of telling everyone that even magical techniques and divine abilities could be mixed in with the rhythm.