Aomei Villa, Aoxue Villa, and Aoan Villa, these three giants have a good relationship on the surface, but once the fuse is pulled up, then... it will inevitably be a big battle.

The biggest fuse that has been captured by Aomei Villa was taken away by Aoxue Villa.

Mo Zifei curled his lips coldly: "They spent so much effort to attack the city, and they would definitely suffer a lot of losses. Taking advantage of this time, it is best to take them down in one fell swoop! You have to ask someone to find out when the next attack from their own villa will be. We can destroy them at that time!"

Yiqing stopped talking and focused on eating.

They are raising their energy, recruiting soldiers, constantly expanding their power, and waiting for that moment.

When this moment really came, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

If this battle fails, you will be successful! If you cannot destroy Aoxue Villa, you will be destroyed by Aoxue Villa.

They had no choice but to do their best.

When two old men eat, they will not chew slowly like their daughter's house. They will finish eating without half a stick of incense.

After paying the money, Yiqing pulled Mo Zifei, who was about to walk out of the restaurant with a worried expression.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zifei raised his eyes and asked.

"That's right." Yi Qing lowered his voice and approached Mo Zifei and said, "I don't know why these days. The spy said that An Ye had not left An Ye Pavilion for several days. This An Ye is not an idle person. I'm afraid that if An Ye and Xiang Nangong have joined forces, then you will be in now. It's better to let me go in alone..."

"No." Mo Zifei refused without hesitation: "An Ye has always been alone. Although he has a bad reputation, he is not a person who will be involved in these things. Besides, do you think I am a person who is afraid of death? In short, you don't have to persuade me anymore. Let's go!"

A male corpse with an ordinary appearance stood at the gate of the Dark Night Pavilion. When he saw Mo Zifei and Yiqing, he hurriedly stepped forward with a smile: "What do the two young men want to buy? Treasures or weapons? Treasures go up to the first floor and weapons go up to the second floor."

Mo Zifei looked at Yiqing, and Yiqing stepped forward and said, "We want weapons."

"Okay! Come with me." The man turned his head and ordered a servant, "Go and soak two cups of good Biluochun for the two young men."

"Yes." The servant agreed to go to the inner room to make tea. Mo Zifei and Yiqing followed the male corpse to the second floor.

The stairs are spiral, painted in vermilion, and are very magnificent.

There are all kinds of jewelry on the counter on the first floor, and when it goes up to the second floor, it is a dazzling silver color.

The second floor is full of cold weapons, long swords, short swords, daggers and whips. But Mo Zifei doesn't want these.

"What weapons do the two young men want? The weapons we put here are all spiritual, made of good molten iron and inlaid with various gems." The man said as he guided Mo Zifei and the others to walk towards the counter where the sword was placed: "The most important thing is that the weapons in our Dark Night Pavilion are priced fairly. Do you like the sword?"

The male corpse was about to take out a long sword, but Mo Zifei reached out to stop him.

"What we want is not these weapons."

"Not these?" the male corpse asked with a smile: "What kind of weapons do those two young men want? We can customize them here, but the price will be more expensive."

"Price is not a problem. We need...spikes, shields, and bows and arrows." Mo Zifei said with a smile: "Call An Ye over here, I need to talk to him."

"This..." The man's corpse looked hesitant, hesitated for a while before asking: "May I ask, who are the two?"

"Aomei Villa, Mo Zifei." Mo Zifei clasped his fists and asked with a smile: "Now, can you call your Dark Night Master?"

The man looked at Mo Zifei in shock. He never expected that this handsome and gentle guest, who looked gentle and handsome, was the owner of Aomei Villa, the Fei Shao who was said to have captured hundreds of villas and had his hands covered with blood donation.

"Shopkeeper, the tea is here." The former servant walked up with a tray.

The male corpse then came to his senses from the shock, bowed and said respectfully: "Please come with me, two."

Seeing that the shopkeeper took the guest down the stairs, the servant hurriedly followed him with tea: "Hey! Shopkeeper, what should I do with this tea?"

"Give it a drink!" The male corpse, who was called the shopkeeper, said, and took Mo Zifei and Yiqing to the first floor. After passing through the inner room, they opened a door hidden by a bead curtain. After walking about fifty stairs, another iron door appeared.

After the iron door was opened, a noisy sound came from inside.

This is the casino of the Dark Night Pavilion.

Mo Zifei and Yiqing followed the shopkeeper through the noisy casino, walked into a door, and walked down almost a hundred steps before they arrived in front of a golden door.

There was a table in front of the door, and two people who seemed to be guarding saw the three of them and walked towards them.

The shopkeeper whispered a few times in one of them, and the two opened the door.

The door slowly opened, and inside it was a magnificent underground palace.

This seems to be a natural pit, and among it is a palace.

This big pit is thirty meters deep, and there are some guards around the circle of the big pit.

This scene is enough to shock everyone.

"You are a good man, then this is Mr. Yiqing, right?" the shopkeeper said with a smile: "Please come with me, two."

Mo Zifei and Yiqing looked at each other, withdrew their shocked gazes and followed the shopkeeper down the steps.

When he arrived at the main entrance of the low palace, the shopkeeper stopped and turned to Mo Zifei and said, "Please wait for two, please go in and report it first."

While the shopkeeper came in to inform the city, Mo Zifei and Yiqing carefully observed the surroundings. The entire pit, including the circle around the pit, had almost hundreds of guards from the Dark Night Pavilion. Although the people were not as many people as Mo Zifei brought with him when he siege the city, he dared to bet that these people must be the elite among the elites.

Moreover, the number of all the subordinates of the An Ye must be more than these hundreds.

"What are you thinking?" Mo Zifei glanced at Yiqing, raised his lips lightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Isn't the person you follow? Isn't it that the person you are following? "

"I don't dare!" Yiqing quickly lowered his head and replied, then fell silent for a while, and said softly: "I'm not afraid of you making fun of you. I just had a moment, and I'm glad that the night is not our enemy."

After hearing this, Mo Zifei's mouth was raised in a larger curve, but that smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"How do you know that he will definitely not be our enemy?"

Yiqing was about to speak, but the shopkeeper's man walked out of the door. When he saw Mo Zifei, he politely lowered his head and said, "It's really a coincidence. Fei Shao, Yiqing's son."

"What? The night is not here?" Yi Qing frowned slightly, showing displeasure.

The shopkeeper lowered his head lower and said respectfully: "Our young master is here, but... his body is not very suitable for meeting guests."

Not very suitable for meeting guests?

This is said...very strange.

Mo Zifei stared at the shopkeeper for a while, and said to Yi Qing with a side face: "Since Young Master Dark Night has closed the door to thank the guests, then we have to come again next time. Say goodbye."

"Two guys go slowly. I'll take you there." The shopkeeper walked to Mo Zifei for guidance with a little apology.

"I thought Fei Shao, you would force yourself to break in."

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

When Mo Zifei and Yiqing turned around, An Ye was leaning against the gate, with one hand on his hips and the other hand on the wall, smiling like a gangster.

Seeing An Ye's appearance, Yi Qing was so angry that he suddenly pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed it.

Seeing this, Mo Zifei rushed forward. Just as Yiqing was about to stab the dark night, Mo Zifei reached out with one hand and quietly grabbed the tip of the long sword.

The blood donation overflowed instantly.

The guards of the dark night drew their swords and unsheathed the atmosphere suddenly froze.

"Fei Shao!" Yi Qing immediately pulled back the sword, threw the sword to the ground with regret, and knelt in front of Mo Zifei: "Damn it! Please punish me!"

Mo Zifei calmly put the injured hand behind him and said calmly: "You should say this to Mr. Dark Night."

An Ye was shocked by the scene just now. He was sure to avoid Yi Qing's sword, but what he never expected was that Mo Zifei would actually reach out to grab Yi Qing's sword.

Of course I can’t talk about feelings, but I was more surprised.

And the emotion that follows is calm.

Mo Zifei must have something to ask for, otherwise his life or death would have nothing to do with him.

"Hey! You're just talking, am I unscathed?" An Ye said with a smile: "You idiots should also put down your sword for me, otherwise I'll fire you!"

The atmosphere was relieved a lot by a joke from the night.

But Yiqing's hatred towards An Ye has not decreased at all. No one can be so unreasonable to Mo Zifei. An Ye is the first one. He secretly swore that in his lifetime, he must get rid of An Ye soon!

"Young Master Dark Night really has a lot of adults. Yiqing, why don't you get up quickly?" Mo Zifei glanced at Yiqing and signaled him to stand up.

Seeing this, Anye laughed and said, "Fei Shao is indeed very clear-headed, I am indeed very large."

In fact, An Ye has always been a stingy person. If others are a little disrespectful to him or he is unhappy with anyone, he will rob others of his own way. Therefore, there are not many people who will provoke him in the Light Realm.

"We have made jokes, so I won't joke anymore. Letting two of you stand at the door and talk to me is not my way of hospitality at the dark night. Please come in..."

The dark night walked in front of the road, and Yiqing took the opportunity to ask Mo Zifei: "Fei Shao, your injury..."

"Such a minor injury is nothing, it's important to do things. Don't act impulsively anymore." Mo Zifei didn't care about the injured hand, and didn't even look at it.

When they arrived at the lobby, Mo Zifei and Yiqing sat on the right side, while the An Ye sat in the middle.

"My shopkeeper." An Ye shook his feet with one foot and placed the other foot on the seat, looking like a gangster.
Chapter completed!