When everyone was stunned when they heard Mo Zhaoxie's name, they even looked over with the loss of consciousness.

Huashu continued to follow Shi Zhongyu's words, "What do you mean is that someone with unknown origin may be a good person?"

Shi Zhongyu said: "I just mentioned another relationship between Qingyan Valley and Yingbo, and if I had a person of unknown origin, if I had to say that the people from Qingyan Valley and Yingbo were destroyed at the same time, if there was such a reason, Mo Zhaoxie was the first choice."

"But," Feng Ge said, "is it possible?"

Everyone was silent.

Three years ago, everyone saw the curse on Mo Zhaoxie's back with their own eyes. Three years ago, Hua Shui watched Mo Zhaoxie's ancient battlefield with his own eyes. Three years ago, Yan Nanfei, the prince of Yan State, personally brought the news.

Three years ago, Mo Zhaoxie died!

"What's impossible," Even though Shi Potian has never believed that Mo Zhaoxie would die in the ancient battlefield. "You forgot the Temple of the Martial Gods. At that time, many people saw Mo Zhaoxie die with their own eyes, but then Mo Zhaoxie appeared in Yan State safely. I believe that in the ancient battlefield three years ago, Mo Zhaoxie must have not died, and maybe he will appear in front of us at any time."

In fact, to be honest, many people here don’t believe it very much, or they don’t want to believe that Mo Zhaoxie is really dead.

They are all waiting for a miracle, or just a simple psychological comfort.

"It's been three years," at this time, Qianqian, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke, "Big brother, when will he come back?"

No one can answer her question. Let’s talk about the curse that will die for up to a hundred days. Will Mo Zhaoxie escape? In addition to the collapse of the ancient battlefield, if Mo Zhaoxie is really not dead, why won’t he come back?

Or, it is really like Mo Zhaoxie said when he left, he will come back in three years. If he doesn't come back, he will never come back.

"Haha," a loud laugh came, and the man in purple clothes walked over quickly, with a majestic appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was quite handsome, but the contempt at the corners of his mouth and the arrogance on his face made people feel no favor to him. "It's ridiculous that a group of people were actually waiting for a dead person."

Feng Ge's expression immediately darkened, and he looked at the man in purple coldly, "Young Master Qi Chuan, you are not welcome here!"

The man in purple is one of the seven kingdoms, Qi Chuan, the prince of Qi State, is also a stunning and charming person who has gained fame recently.

"Hmph!" Qi Chuan was not afraid of Feng Ge at all, and was still so arrogant and rude. "You can't stop me wherever I, Qi Chuan, want to go."

Feng Ge took a step forward and was about to take action, but was stopped by Huashu. "Don't be angry, he just wanted to anger you. You still have a battle tomorrow, so don't waste your energy on people like this."

Huashang's words were indeed the greatest contempt for Qi Chuan. Suddenly, Qi Chuan was as gloomy as water, his face was not good, his eyes were burning with anger, and he looked at Huashang, purple clothes were rushing. In the entire Southern Wilderness, few people dared to be so contempt and disdainful. "The Lord of Zhuxian Sword, Huashang, I know that you are the Lord of the Supreme Evil Soldier, transcendent to the Seven Kingdoms and Nine Provinces, but it does not mean that no one can kill you!"

Huashen hummed gently, "It's up to you!"

"You!" Qi Chuan was angry and was about to have an attack. A man in black appeared silently beside him and reached out to stop Qi Chuan.

"Ahem," the man in black was wrapped in a wide robe. He couldn't see any appearance clearly, and he didn't even know whether he was a man or a woman. The rolling black fog lingered, making him even more mysterious. The man in black looked not in good health and coughed twice, "Young Master, don't bother."

Qi Chuan stopped and still looked at the flower wound, his face cold.

Huashang looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared, "I don't think of anyone pretending to be a ghost."

"Haha," the man in black chuckled twice, "In front of the Lord of Zhuxian Sword, Huashang, how dare I pretend to be a god? It's just that I am born ugly and even more sick, so I have to dress up here."

Huashen Buyan looked at the man in black and always felt that this person was very strange and even felt a faint breath of the fairy world on him.

Shi Potian looked at Qi Chuan and the man in black, "quickly leave here."

The man in black chuckled and said to Shi Potian: "Yes, the Shi family in Qingzhou naturally has such a heroic spirit." He said politely, but he had no intention of leaving.

Shi Potian Zou Mei, his identity is not an absolute secret, but not anyone can find it. The man in black in front of him can speak casually, his tone is plain, and the person who comes is not kind.

"I won't leave yet!" Shi Zhongyu looked angry. Although he was the spirit of the Martial God Temple, his pride as a Martial God would definitely not allow anyone to be so rude to Shi Potian.

"Ha," another loud laugh came, and a man in white flew over, stepped on peach blossoms, and stepped on it, "As a royal family in the Seven Kingdoms, how could we be a lowly spirit like you beg you, seeking death!"

The man in white pointed out and the gray light slashed towards the jade in the stone like a sword.

Shi Potian was furious and waved his hand and killed the ghost sword in his hand. The sword energy was so powerful that he killed the gray light in his waving. "Han Xia, the ninth son of South Korea, do you want to try the military strength of the supreme evil soldier!"

There is a royal family of seven countries, Han Xia, the ninth son of South Korea!

"The supreme evil soldiers, everything is invincible," Han Xia chuckled, "As a mortal body, we naturally dare not compete with the noble Lord of the evil soldiers."

Qi Chuan and Han Xia looked at each other and confronted Shi Potian and Huashu.

Feng Ge waved his hand, and the green flute was in his hand, looking at Qi Chuan and Han Xia indifferently.

Two supreme evil soldiers have been unsheathed, with sharp and sharp force.

The sword is tense and about to break out!

At this moment, a white paper fan roared and flew over, white light swaying, dazzling and dazzling.

"Tianxuan Fan," Han Xia looked at the white paper fan and sneered, "Yan Nanfei, you really have you here to join in the fun."

Yan Nanfei flew into the void, "What, how I act in my Yan State, I still need to report to you, a person from another country."

Tit-for-tat, cold and ruthless.

Yan Nanfei stood still, wearing a long moon-white dress and holding a white paper Tianxuan fan. He was handsome and elegant, and naturally showed a majestic look between his eyebrows. It has to be said that in terms of simple temperament, Han Xia and Qi Chuan both lost to Yan Nanfei more than Yan Nanfei.

"Aiya, it's really lively," a 28-year-old girl walked up generously with her hands on her back, smiling, sweet and seductive, and was fluttering in yellow clothes, and she felt cute and sweet. "How about adding me?"

The man in black glanced at the girl and then looked away.

Seeing no one answered, the girl seemed a little angry, "Oh, it's really pitiful. It's really not good to be not beautiful. She has no face and no figure. She doesn't like her everywhere. She's really boring."

Mei Jianxue stepped forward and smiled respectfully at the girl, "Princess Zhao Fei'er from Zhao State is here, because we are lucky in our three lives, how can we not welcome it?"

Another royal family of the seven kingdoms, Zhao Feier of the State of Zhao.

In just a short moment, the royal families of four countries appeared and gathered in the Peach Blossom Forest. No one believed it!

Zhao Fei'er walked to Yan Nanfei and looked up and down, "You are Yan Nanfei. You are indeed very handsome. No wonder you can charm thousands of girls."

Yan Nanfei looked at Zhao Fei'er, wondering what Zhao Fei'er was thinking about suddenly appearing, or enemies or friends, and smiled sincerely, "The princess was joking, her beauty was all under the skin, and the most beautiful thing was the bones of a person's heart and kindness."

"Haha," Zhao Fei'er laughed, "Well said, I told Sister Chu Qinghong that Yan Nanfei is not such a superficial person. She doesn't believe it yet. Hehe, I won now."

"You little girl is really polite. When did I ever have any superficial statements about the prince of Yan?" A stunning woman came from the void, wearing green clothes and white gauze, unparalleled beauty, and she was really an exiled immortal on earth. The moon palace is Guanghan, and when she raises her hands and feet, there seems to be mysterious changes hidden in it, which makes people look at her side and dare not desecrate her.

"Hehe," Zhao Fei'er chuckled, "Sister Chu Qinghong, I won't say that, are you willing to come out?"

Another seven royal family, Chu Qinghong.

Chu Qinghong smiled, elegant and outspoken.

"Just," a woman in black came over, wearing black, and was very heroic. Although she was a woman, she had the heroic spirit and pride that was not inferior to any man. She looked at Chu Qinghong without good intentions or malice, "I'm not too late."

Chu Qinghong looked at the woman in black and still smiled, and was so elegant. "Wei Sisi, the eighth princess of Wei State, is so heroic that even I am very moved."

"That's right," Zhao Fei'er echoed, "I would have been fine if I had sister Wei Sisi's heroic spirit. I wouldn't have gone anywhere and no one cares about it. I'm very sad."

Another seven royal family, Wei Sisi.

Wei Sisi looked at Chu Qinghong and Zhao Fei'er, "You are both women with me, why are you envious? Could it be that you don't love men and prefer women?"

"Hehe," Zhao Fei'er smiled, "You can't talk nonsense, it will scare the handsome little brother next to you."

Chu Qinghong just smiled and didn't say much.

"It seems that I am the last one," a man in red walked over, his pace was neither too fast nor too slow, and he walked calmly and vigorously, like a mountain falling down, like a mountain undulating, and he had a sense of beauty and vitality.

"Yes, I'll wait for you," Wei Sisi said angrily, "A big man, as fast as this woman, can you also dress up?"

The man in red was squeezed by Wei Sisi and was not uncomfortable. "I'm really sorry, I'm delayed for a while. To express my apology, I specially presented a few jars of fine wine, and I'll be apologizing." With a wave of my hand, more than a dozen jars of fine wine flew out, and the wine smelled everywhere in an instant, and it was really nectar and jade liquid.

"Haha," Yan Nanfei smiled, "I have heard that Qin has a lot of delicious wine and delicacies. When I see you today, it is indeed extraordinary. I must try it today."

"Very good," said the man in red, "please feel free to everyone."

Wei Sisi first grabbed a wine jar, slapped the wine seal and took a few big mouthfuls, "No, Qin Xufei, the third prince of Qin State, still has to give him face, and this wine is really good."

Another seven royal family, Qin Xufei, the third prince of Qin.
Chapter completed!