3035: C3035 I'll Call You to Clarify

C3035 I'll Call You to Clarify

I'm calling you to make it clear.

The middle-aged man who was called Brother Mo Leng by Nanfeng looked very handsome when he was young.

Many immortals liked to pretend to be young, even if they were very old. They would also use some means to make themselves look younger. But those whose lifespans were about to end... He wouldn't be able to do that, but this middle-aged man in front of him... It was clear that his lifespan was still very abundant, just that his mentality had reached... That was why his appearance remained around forty years old.

"I'll just say a few words to him."

Mo Leng smiled at Nanfeng, then looked at Ying Zizai. His eyes turned cold, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Many years ago, you should have died. For the sake of Fourth Sister, my father... That's why I let you live until now. However... Because you have violated the rules of the White Emperor City today... You are going to be sentenced to death. The grudge between you and my Mo family... So, we will part ways, but I hope you can tell me... Where is the bastard child you and Fourth Sister gave birth to? "

"What do you want to do? I have never gone to the Mo family, and I have never violated my promise. What do you want to do now?"

Ying Zizai suddenly looked at Mo Leng. His eyes were filled with fury. He had already sensed Mo Leng's intention. He never thought that this man would be so vicious. He even wanted to kill his niece!

"You are already dead. Naturally, the agreement between us will be broken by the wind. I will not allow any bastard to live in the Mo family. This is an insult to the Mo family!"

Mo Leng sneered and said.

Lin Yawei's eyes revealed a gloating expression. Ever since the old ancestor of the Mo family came to visit Nan Minghsing, martial ancestor, Patriarch Tianluo, he had learned about the past between Ying Zizai and the Mo family from the people of the Mo family.

"Elder Nanfeng, you can make your move now."

Ying Zizai ignored Mo Leng and slowly closed his eyes.

"You won't say? Hehe, don't worry. I will find it sooner or later. It's just a waste of time."

Mo Leng smiled and took a step back. He smiled at Nanfeng and said, "Brother Nanfeng, please help me."

Nanfeng smiled and nodded. Then, he waved the Ghost Head Blade in his hand and slashed at Ying Zizai's head. It looked like he was going to cut Ying Zizai in half!

At this moment, a wave of Kuangfeng swept over.

Boom!

The Ghost Head Blade in Nanfeng's hand instantly broke. At the same time, he grabbed Nanfeng's neck with one hand and lifted him up. He violently pounded on the ground a few times before finally throwing him to the side like trash.

It took a few breaths of time for everyone to react. They looked at this scene in disbelief.

"Master!"

Lin Yawei and the others hurriedly ran towards Nanfeng. Seeing Nanfeng still breathing, however, their faces were also filled with shock. Who on earth attacked their master? And had even severely injured him in the blink of an eye?

The sage-like Nanfeng now looked very pathetic. His limbs had been broken, and his face was covered in blood.

"Brother Nanfeng..."

Mo Leng's expression changed slightly. His eyes were locked on Ning Qi, but he didn't say anything. The strength of his opponent's attack just now had proved that his cultivation base was extraordinary. Even he might not be able to defeat him!

"Father!"

Ying Zhenxuan threw herself onto Ying Zizai excitedly. When her eyes swept across the whip marks on Ying Zizai's body, she revealed a pained expression.

"Luckily I caught up."

Mo Xiaoxiao immediately heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.

Clang!

Ning Qi gently stretched out his hand and grabbed. The stones and chains on Ying Zizai's body instantly turned into powder.

Ying Zizai, who was waiting for death, slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Ning Qi and Ying Zhenxuan, he was relieved in his heart.

"Silly daughter, what are you crying for? Isn't dad still alive?"

Ying Zizai said with a smile.

"This is that bastard?"

Mo Leng's expression changed slightly, then he looked at Mo Xiaoxiao with an ugly expression. He immediately understood that it must be Mo Xiaoxiao who did not know when. He had asked Ying Zizai about the whereabouts of his daughter and also asked for help!

When he thought of this, Mo Leng's expression became extremely ugly.

The expressions of the surrounding people were strange and shocked. Their gazes fell on Ning Qi and the others, especially Ning Qi. They kept guessing Ning Qi's background. How dare he attack Nanfeng in White Emperor City? He even severely injured Nanfeng in an instant. That must be someone with an extraordinary background!

"Cough cough..."

Nanfeng slowly opened his eyes and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He stood up with an ugly expression on his face, bones in his arms and legs. They healed in an instant. Lin Yawei and the others, who were about to help him up, were swept to the side. He looked at Ning Qi with an ashen face and said, "Who are you? Why do you care about the private matters of White Emperor City?"

"I will deal with your matter later."

Ning Qi looked at Nanfeng indifferently and said.

When he said this, Nanfeng's expression changed drastically. He could feel a vague premonition from Ning Qi's calm tone.

"It has startled my foster father."

Ning Qi cupped his hands towards Ying Zizai and said with a smile.

"Alright! Good! I never would have thought that my adopted son back then would be such a great figure. Even Nanfeng and martial uncle are not a match for you! "

Ying Zizai did not have any misgivings because of Ning Qi's cultivation. Instead, he laughed heartily and patted Ning Qi's shoulder.

"Is that senior brother Ying's adopted son?"

"How is that possible..."

The elder disciple asked. "He's an existence that even Nanfeng and martial uncle can't defeat. How could he be Ying Zizai's foster son?"

Everyone's expression became weirder and weirder, and their hearts were filled with shock.

When Nanfeng heard Ying Zizai's words, it was as if he had just eaten a mouthful of dog shit. His face turned from green to black...

But what Ying Zizai said was right. He was indeed no match for Ning Qi, but... his foster son?

"Where did a Golden Immortal like Ying Zizai get such a terrifying adopted son?"

Nanfeng felt extremely strange in his heart.

"Thank you."

Ying Zizai suddenly looked at Mo Xiaoxiao.

"Brother-in-law, it is my duty."

Mo Xiaoxiao smiled shyly, "Luckily I was able to make it in time."

"As expected!"

A flash of anger flashed across Mo Leng's eyes. He looked at Mo Xiaoxiao and coldly shouted, "Little sister! What are you doing? He has never been your brother-in-law!"

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Mo Xiaoxiao felt a little guilty. When Mo Leng scolded her, her body subconsciously trembled.

"Don't blame her. I asked her to help send the message."

Ying Zizai pulled Ying Zhenxuan to stand up and looked at Mo Leng indifferently.

"Okay! Very good! This is your bastard, right? Although today isn't the day of the Mo family, not only is Patriarch Tianluo in White Emperor City, there is also the old ancestor of the Mo family as well. Don't leave today! "

Mo Leng was so angry that he laughed when he saw Ying Zizai speaking to him in such a manner.

After saying that, he looked at Ning Qi and said, "No matter who you are, it's a mistake for you to come here!"

Pah!

Ning Qi stretched out his hand and grabbed. Mo Leng's body immediately slipped in front of Ning Qi. Then, with an expressionless face, Ning Qi slapped him back. This slap made Mo Leng dizzy, and he could not tell which direction was which in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you calling a bastard?"

Ning Qi said lightly, "I will give you another chance. If you can't explain it clearly, I will hit you until you say it clearly."

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