Chapter 357 Class 02, Art Department

"I know." Beiting's eyes flashed with a cold light and said, "If I had expected it would be right, this young man holding Yuezhi in his hand would definitely be Gui Xiao's disciple or junior. However, this person is an abandoned chess piece. Even if he was beaten by me, he would be lucky enough to die. When he returned to his so-called young master, he would be dead."

"Boss." Dong Bo rubbed his shoulders with a little soreness and looked at Xiang Yufeng, "Boss, you must know that it is rare to be able to stand invincible when you fight head-on under my pair of steel fists. The big guy holding an axe in the other party is not a simple person."

Xiang Yufeng nodded and said in confusion: "I really couldn't imagine what kind of force can attract so many powerful people? Xiying, how are you?"

Xiying smiled slightly, took off the iron triangle headphones on her ears, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "The other party seemed to see through my identity. After I killed the thirteen Firefox people, they retreated. Then, haha, then we met Beiting, a group of unlucky children. Including the Red Square Concert Hall, the Firefox mercenaries left at least fifty lives. Now we have a big grudge with Firefox."

Xiang Yufeng waved his hand and said, "I haven't seen the only Firefox yet. The most urgent thing at the moment is to figure out who is the manipulator behind this huge unknown force?" Xiang Yufeng looked at Yang Chengdao who was silent beside him, "Yang Cheng, what do you think of this force?"

Yang Cheng raised his head slightly and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "Ghost Xiao was dead eleven years ago." As soon as Yang Cheng's words fell, Beiting said in surprise, "Ghost Xiao died?"

"Well, I witnessed the battle between Gui Xiao and Silver Dragon eleven years ago. After a hundred moves, Gui Xiao was penetrated by the Silver Dragon's sword and vomited blood on the spot and died."

"Who is Silver Dragon?" Dong Bo asked.

Yang Cheng smiled, but did not answer Dong Bo's words and then said: "Then Gui Xiao's famous weapon disappeared."

"Yang Cheng, what do you want to say?" Xiang Yufeng looked at Yang Chengdao in confusion.

Yang Cheng looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "I wonder if the sect leader has heard of the Moluo Palace?"

"Moluo Palace?" As soon as she heard this name, Xiang Yufeng and Beiting's faces suddenly changed color. Xiang Yufeng and Beiting looked at each other, touched their hands on their chests, and sneered, "Of course, I will not forget this unforgettable name."

Yang Cheng nodded and continued: "Although Gui Xiao died, the aristocratic family where Gui Xiao is located is Guifeng Villa, one of the five major killer families in the ancient martial arts world. Guifeng Villa is under the control of Moluo Palace. Moluo Palace is an organization that is both a demon and a non-demon organization that is as famous as the Heavenly Dao Sect for hundreds of years. The friction between the Moluo Palace and the Heavenly Dao Sect has never stopped for hundreds of years. But I heard from the master that since the Moluo Palace suddenly disappeared seventy years ago, the entire ancient martial arts world has disappeared. In the next fifty years, Moluo Palace has never appeared in the ancient martial arts world until the Moluo Palace was born nineteen years ago."

"Yang Cheng, do you know the location of the Moluo Palace?" Xiang Yufeng asked coldly.

Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "Not to mention me, even Master Qingfeng doesn't know where the Moluo Palace is. Moluo Palace is one of the few mysterious existences in the ancient martial arts world. I heard that Moluo Palace is extremely cruel to the practice of his disciples. Anyone who comes out has all the behaviors and styles of cruel people."

"What do you mean is that today's mysterious force comes from the Moluo Palace?" Xiang Yufeng asked.

Yang Cheng looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "Apart from that, I can't think of anyone else who can do such a thing. Although there are many people in the ancient martial arts world who have such power, they will never use the power of the family to do such things. Since this force is not done by Moluo Palace, it also has a close relationship with Moluo Palace." Speaking of this, Yang Cheng looked at Xiang Yufeng who was in deep thought, "The leader of the sect, although the blood sect is developing very fast, it is absolutely impossible to be a rival of Moluo Palace. Let's not talk about whether it has anything to do with Moluo Palace. With the performance of the three people today, if the other party had not underestimated the strength of the blood sect, the matter might have ended with our failure."

"I understand." Xiang Yufeng nodded and smiled, "I will return the sword of the Moluo Palace to me and Beiting, but it will definitely not be the case now."

"It's still talking." Yang Liu Qingyu, wearing a dress, pushed the door open and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "The food has been prepared, but you guys are not there, and none of the people below dare to move their chopsticks."

"Young lady."

"Miss Mother."

"Sister-in-law."

Dong Bo, Xiying and others quickly stood up and said.

Xiang Yufeng smiled slightly and said, "Qingyu is right, you go down to have a meal, and then ask your brothers to relax." After everyone left, Xiang Yufeng hugged Yang Liu Qingyu's slender waist and pointed Yang Liu Qingyu's nose and said, "Is it really to let Beiting and the others have a meal earlier?"

Yang Liu Qingyu shook her head, with a hint of shyness on her face: "I think I want to be with you, we are the only ones!"

"Qingyu, what's wrong with you?!"

"Yufeng, I'm afraid." Yang Liu Qingyu hugged Xiang Yufeng tightly and said, "I'm there today, I, I, I have been saying to myself, I'm the woman of Xiang Yufeng, I can't be afraid, I can't be afraid, but, but I'm still afraid. I listened to the screams in my ears, and the Yufeng flying everywhere in my eyes, you, tell me, is this your world?"

Xiang Yufeng held Yang Liu Qingyu's face in both hands, nodded gently and said, "Qingyu, what you see is the real Xiang Yufeng. Xiang Yufeng, who is covered in blood and does not take human life seriously, is he afraid of me?"

"No, Qingyu is not afraid of Yufeng, I just feel sorry for Yufeng, I feel sorry for Yufeng." Yang Liu Qingyu buried her head tightly in Xiang Yufeng's chest, wanting to use her body to warm the other person.
Chapter completed!