1782: C1782 Triple Delusion

C1782 Triple Delusion

Hearing Chen Qingling's words, everyone became speechless. Mo Feiyu even wanted to pry open Chen Qingling's head to see what was inside. Ignoring the fact that such a punishment was inappropriate, was there any difference?2

"Mengyan, I think we should lock Qingling in the Quiet Room from now on." Mo Feiyu said speechlessly.

"I think so too. You get down to business first, I'll lock Qingling up." After saying that, Ling Mengyan pulled Chen Qingling along and left. Of course, Chen Qingling was unwilling, but she did not dare to resist. She could only look at Mo Feiyu with hidden bitterness.

"How about it? Do you want to bet with me?" Mo Feiyu said.

"Okay, if I win, you can't do anything to Dis. Just let them go." Lee Siqi did not wish to see senseless slaughter, hence she made this request.

"If they truly had no intentions to attack me, I naturally would not have found any methods to do so. So your request can be changed, or you can tell me when you think about it later. "

Lee Siqi nodded. To her, it wasn't important to not ask for anything. Wasn't the relationship between her and Mo Feiyu intimate enough?

Seeing that Lee Siqi had agreed, Mo Feiyu started up the warship and continued forward. As for Elves Race, Mo Feiyu requested for them to wait on the spot. After all, Mo Feiyu also understood that a kind-hearted Elves Race would not kill him.

Mo Feiyu's battleship continued moving forward. At the same time, the upper echelons of Dis Civilization were in complete chaos. The death of Hu Tian and the defeat of Lu Yi's battle formation were a huge blow to the civilization. For this reason, all the antiques and antiques that Dis cultivated in seclusion were awakened.

"Ancestor, this matter was indeed caused by my disciple, but the other party went too far. Several thousand disciples have died tragically at their hands, and my master also died at their hands. I hope that ancestor can take revenge for my master." Lu Yi's face was filled with resentment, as if everything was Mo Feiyu's fault and not his fault at all.

"I will take care of your matters. Fellow disciples, join me in our battle."

"Patriarch, please wait." At this moment, one of Lu Yi's disciples spoke up.

"What is it?"

"According to the scout disciple's report, the other side has already started the warship and is passing through our star sector. However, it doesn't seem like they have any intention of attacking us, do you think we need to start a war with them?"

"Bastard!" With a palm strike from the old man, the pitiful disciple immediately died in the hands of the old man.

"I, Yan Cheng, will never turn back unless I cut that person into a thousand pieces!" The old man said angrily, then immediately rushed out, followed by more than twenty Divinity Stage experts flying into the air behind him.

Mo Feiyu and the group continued to move forward with their battleship. Soon, the battleship's detection system detected the enemy's attack.

"Siqi, it seems like you've lost. Those fellows are here in full fury." Mo Feiyu said as he sensed the other party.

"Why? We have already left, and have no intention of attacking them. Could it be that they can't see the difference in strength between us? Although we did kill quite a few of them, the actual cause of all this is still because of them. "

"Perhaps I feel that I have lost face, or perhaps I feel that they are able to win against me. Isn't one of the three greatest illusions of life that I can turn the tables?"

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