Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at Feilong and asked, "What do you mean? Men, you can play whenever you want. What are you afraid of?"

"Ah!" Fei Long opened his eyes wide and looked at Mo Huasong in disbelief.

Didn't Mo Huasong scold him for getting old before? Why is he saying such things now?

Is this still Mo Batian? Does he have water in his head?

"Did someone hit you?" Mo Huasong suddenly asked.

Fei Long was stunned for a moment again. Wasn't this burden thrown away too quickly?

What is the connection between playing by yourself and being beaten by others?

Suddenly, Fei Long's little eyes lit up and he glanced at Mo Huasong excitedly: "Brother, what do you mean?"

Immediately, Fei Long shouted loudly: "Brother Ba Tian, ​​they seem to have beaten me, you have to help me take revenge."

"I hit you? Okay, where did I hit you? Was little JJ interrupted?" Mo Huasong shouted excitedly.

Fei Long was sweating secretly, feeling like there was a shadow in his heart.

Can Mo Huasong still speak well? He is so powerful, how can he be interrupted by others?

The thugs inside saw that Mo Huasong was so handsome and was called brother by Fei Long, so they knew that this was the legendary Mo Batian.

They hurriedly ran out and said: "Master Tyrant, we didn't fight the fat dragon, we just told him not to enter our house."

Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at Fei Long and cursed: "Fei Long, you are really useless, haven't you even been beaten by others?"

"I, I" Fei Long was almost speechless.

What kind of words is this? You have to be beaten by someone to be useful? When did Mo Huasong become so brainless?

Mo Huasong turned around and glared at the thugs: "Which of you just scolded Feilong? He was so incompetent that he was about to die."

"I" Feilong couldn't keep up with Mo Huasong's train of thought.

Mo Huasong glared at Fei Long again and said through a message: "Fei Long, lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead."

"He, they didn't beat me." Feilong said with a bitter look on his face.

"Sister, you can't pretend to be dead. They said they scolded you, but you weren't psychologically hurt?" Mo Huasong was really angry this time.

Feilong's eyes lit up and he immediately fell to the ground, his feet twitching very regularly.

First the left foot, then the right foot, then back to the left foot

Mo Huasong secretly sweated. There is something wrong with this fat dragon's acting skills. Has anything like this ever happened?

Mo Huasong ignored it and turned around to stare at the thugs: "You are too abominable. Fat Dragon is kind enough to go in and take care of your business. Why are you not only unappreciative, but you also scolded him, causing him to suffer a serious physical and mental blow? I

I won’t let you go.”

The thugs were sweating secretly. Why take care of our business? Is it the business of those girls?

They hurriedly explained: "Master Ba Tian, ​​we didn't scold him, we just stopped him from entering, we just said a few words to him."

"Huh, I only said a few words in your mouth, but the scolding must be very terrible. Anyway, I don't care, you should cure Fei Long quickly, or you will lose money." Mo Huasong originally wanted to get rid of these people.

Of course I won't reason with them about their money.

After saying that, Mo Huasong walked up to them, waved his right hand, and immediately stopped them.

Mo Huasong searched their bodies for money and then went inside.

When that idiot Fei Long saw Mo Huasong go inside to search for things, he immediately jumped up from the ground and ran in to search after him.

He completely forgot that if he didn't fall on the floor and pretend to be a patient, what reason would there be to search other people's things?

However, the thugs did not dare to say anything, fearing that Mo Huasong would kill them if he got angry.

Even if their martial arts are abolished, they don't know where to cry?

Mo Huasong was still a serious person and did not rob those girls of their money. He just went to Yihonghui's warehouse, robbed the things and left.

When Mo Huasong went outside, he stretched out his hand and unblocked their acupuncture points. "I will give you a small amount of money to compensate you this time. If you still scold Fei Long next time, I will definitely not let you go."

The thugs secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mo Huasong leaving.

Money is a trivial matter, as long as they keep their lives.

Besides, all the money they had was theirs. Just rob it. Anyway, when the newspaper reports Mo Batian’s name, Yihong Club would not blame them.

As for Fat Dragon, he was shameless. Seeing that he couldn't get valuable things, he decided to go for chairs, iron and other items.

All the tables, chairs, iron pots and other things were swept away by the fat dragon.

I don’t know where people sit when they eat, and what they eat with.

When Mo Huasong and the others returned there, Feilong immediately pounced on them to eat.

Pang Yishan was very experienced. He had someone prepare forty bowls of rice for Fei Long early in the morning, so that he wouldn't have to compete with others when the time came.

After eating, Mo Huasong and the others came to the outside of the town, and then Mo Huasong summoned the flying beast from the magic space.

The flying beast took the elixir inside, rested for another hour, and recovered its strength.

They continued to fly towards Wushan City, and it was estimated that there would still be a few days until they arrived. Mo Huasong was afraid that Zeng Chunyu and the others would be in danger.

Alas, I hope those messages can be sent out so that the masters of the Moon Country don't dare to mess around.

Wu Yuzhen and the others did not start to be curious about the world of cultivation, and they all thought about cultivation.

Mo Huasong simply moved them all into the magic weapon space, so that the flying beasts could save some energy.

In the evening, the flying beast did not dare to fly, so Mo Huasong took it in and flew forward using his Qinggong.

Generally speaking, cultivators do not dare to fly at night.

Because there are too many dangers at night, especially some nameless poisons or ferocious beasts that come out looking for food.

After Mo Huasong had been flying for an hour, he was attacked by something dark.

However, Mo Huasong, an expert in art, was bold and wielded his long sword to kill him.

In addition, when there were poisonous attacks in front, there were also many ferocious beasts coming from behind.

The black ghost fire flew out and directly destroyed those ferocious beasts.

Although Mo Huasong was flying alone, it was different with the black ghost fire and sword spirit.

Therefore, even if Mo Huasong encountered many vicious beasts and poisonous creatures, he was still killed by Mo Huasong and the others.

Over time, those things did not dare to approach Mo Huasong for fear of being killed.

Of course, Mo Huasong also spent a lot of energy this night, which required him to use a lot of spiritual stones to replenish it.

If he hadn't robbed more than 100 million spiritual stones there at noon, he would still be very poor now.

But in order to get to Wushan City as early as possible, Mo Huasong couldn't care so much.

The next morning, Mo Huasong, who looked tired, called out the flying beast and let it fly towards Wushan City.
Chapter completed!