Volume 1: The Strife of the Blue Firmament Chapter 14: What is Zhang Kuang?

  "Really going to rob?"

  He burst out laughing and said with a proud and arrogant expression, "Hey kiddo, you don't think I'm cheating you, do you? Come on, come on, I'll take you to bully your enemy."

  Enemy?

  Mu Qingfeng didn't even have time to ask more questions before Yun Suoye was already carrying him on her shoulders again, and when he came back to his senses, they were already sprinting down the road.

  Mocheng Feng cursed inwardly again, "Damn it, can't this guy change his posture?"

  In less than half a minute, her feet were already on the ground. Before she could throw another punch at Yun Su Ye, she heard a voice beside her ear: "Is that you?"

  These two words, apart from being weak and toneless, also contain too much complexity and anger.

  Mu Qingfeng turned his head to look, and the three handsome men and beautiful women were panting with their hands clasped around their knees, looking quite disheveled. The expressions of the three people looking at Mu Qingfeng were extremely complex.

  Isn't this the three young men and women who fell off the Lingyue car after she blew it up?

  "Cloud Shao's esteemed presence has arrived, I am terrified." An old man's faint voice immediately sounded, and then a black-robed old man appeared in front of Mu Qingfeng and Yun Su Ye.

  Yun Su Ye didn't even glance at the old man, instead reaching out to pat Mu Qingfeng's head: "Little guy, go ahead and teach him a lesson, I'll be watching from here."

  Mochi noticed that there were not a few people around, with at least a dozen young men and women, as well as three elderly individuals whose strength was unclear. In this situation, she couldn't help but think that the guy was really too arrogant.

  But Yun Suo's smiling face that didn't put anyone in his eyes, really made her feel cool and awesome, handsome and flavorful!

  "Yun Shao, don't you think you're underestimating the Fu Men a bit too much?" Another elderly man appeared, his eyes carrying a few hints of coldness.

  Mocheng Feng recognized the old man as the one who had previously clashed with him, and his dark eyes narrowed as he looked at the old man: "Is your Xuanmen not taking me seriously enough?"

  "What kind of onion are you!" The three young men and women who had been running for a day suddenly became angry. This exploding doll in their compartment didn't admit its mistake, but actually dared to speak to their master like that.

  "No matter which scallion it is, it's always the one that kills you!" Mu Qingfeng's words fell, and his figure suddenly appeared near those three men and women.

  The silkworm's thread struck instantly, wrapping around the necks of three young men and women in an instant. With just a slight movement from her, these three people could immediately go meet King Yan.

  A third or fourth-level spiritual cultivator, facing her who is about to make a breakthrough to the ninth level of spiritual power, doesn't even have the qualifications to resist.

  "Despicable!" The old man who had been silent all along suddenly let out a loud roar, and a powerful force spread from his body, pressing down on Mu Qingfeng with overwhelming momentum.

  "Hmm?" A faint nasal sound came from Yun Suoye, and the old man's power was instantly blocked. A seemingly invisible force protected Mu Qingfeng around him.

  That old man suffered a backlash of spiritual power, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yun Suoye with an ugly expression: "Yun Shao, you are too deceitful."

  "Those who know better should just squat quietly, I don't want to kill anyone today." Yun Su Ye finally gave them a glance and threw out a sentence, saying to Mu Qing Feng, "Little guy, give us some fruit."

  Three old men crouched on the ground, no mistake, they were crouching on the ground, they didn't even have the strength to stand up, being completely suppressed by that unassuming black-clothed man.

  The three of them exchanged a glance, with terror flickering in their eyes.

  It is said that Yun Shao's strength is profound and immeasurable, yet those who have never come into contact with him always hold a hint of doubt about his abilities.

  But now truly in contact with it, can know that a share of terror, complete and utter suppression.

  And that little girl, if she really only had the appearance of being nine or ten years old, then at this age she would already be a ninth-level spiritual force. How is that possible?

  The old man sitting in the rickshaw even had an urge to slap his apprentice to death!

  It's one thing to have been arrogant in the past, but now you've really kicked an iron plate.

  Other young men and women looked at the three elderly people inside the door, all of whom were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, their chins falling to the ground.

  Could it be that the ordinary-looking man in front of him was the infamous Yun Shao, who was said to be unrestrained and lawless, trampling on worldly conventions?

  On this side, Mu Qingfeng sent over two fruits with a burst of spiritual energy. This guy's bones had an unbridled and unruly air about them, somehow making people feel like they owed him a beating.

  And then, are you going to sit and watch her act all the time?

  The cloud's gentle and soft power dissolved the spiritual energy of Mu Qingfeng, took over the fruit and bit into it, the sweet and delicious fruit, combined with the expression of the little guy, Yun Suiye's mood suddenly rose, and his face was full of smiles.

  "You... what do you want." The girl wrapped around her neck by the heavenly silkworm looked at Mu Qingfeng with a pale face, and struggled to spit out a few words.

  "I don't want your lives." Mu Qingfeng's hand gently stroked the Tian Can silk, looking at the three people who had let out a sigh of relief due to her words, and smiled, "The number of spots for the Symbol Gate to enter the secret realm shouldn't be few, right?"

  Not expensive?

  There are only three places available for Fu Men!

  The three young men and women suddenly understood, looking at Mu Qingfeng in horror. Could it be... could it be that he was here to snatch their spots?

  "Not many, I just need one." Mu Qingfeng smiled slightly and stretched out a finger to point at them.

  "It won't work." A suppressed old man squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

  Every trial quota in the secret realm is a bloody competition for the Symbolic Gate, and only three talented disciples are selected after fierce competition. Each of the three quotas is extremely precious.

  Mo Qingfeng ignored the old man, and with a slight movement of his finger on the heavenly silk, the three men's necks had an additional circle of blood stains: "Will you or not?"

  Yun Su Ye burst out laughing: "Little guy, why not just kill him and snatch the Secret Realm Token?"

  "A deal requires both parties' willingness, don't you even understand that?" Mu Qingfeng turned back and glared at Yun Suoye.

  Day and night, I touch my nose, gaze at the sky, originally there was still such a way.

  I'm very angry.

  Everyone in the Fu family almost knelt down at this moment, voluntarily?

  Holding a knife to someone's throat and asking them to cooperate voluntarily? Don't be ridiculous!

  Mocheng Feng narrowed his eyes, his smile deepening. He seemed gentle as he asked the three of them again, "Will you or not? I don't have a habit of repeating myself three times."

  The silkworms once again plunged deep into their throats; if they went a little deeper, the three of them would have died together.

  "I don't want to, I don't want to." The young girl was still very young after all, she didn't want to die, and with a loud wail, she took out the nameplate from the spatial ring, "Don't kill me!"

  Mù Light Wind took over the nameplate and patted the girl's head: "How could I kill you, I'm only ten years old, still a kid."

  "Hmph." Yun Dashao burst out laughing uncontrollably again, looking at the Symbolic Sect disciples who were secretly cursing in their hearts. He couldn't help but give a big thumbs up to this little guy's thick skin, "Little..."

  Just as one word had barely been spoken, a sudden clap of thunder boomed in the sky, followed by a violent gust of wind that swept in, causing the air not far in front of them to twist and distort wildly!

  As the violent gust swept through, Mu Qingfeng, who was quite light in weight, grasped his nameplate with one hand and before he could even react, was lifted by the gale and sent flying towards that distorted air rift!