Chapter 1861 This Hypocritical Guy.

Xi Mo this guy! Everyone used to be a lifelong friendship in the Secret Valley! How could he turn his face and not recognize anyone! Ji Siwen suddenly became angry and wanted to scream out, but Yun Qingyan stopped him.

He looked at Yun Qingyan suspiciously.

Seeing that Yun Qingyan also didn't know the other party, she nodded, "That's true. Please explain to His Highness the Holy Son."

Ji Siwen scratched his head, didn't Yun Qingyan say that Gong Moxi was Xi Mo? Why do they all look like they just met?

"His Royal Highness, don't listen to her nonsense!" The Sifang Pavilion elder shouted.

"Shhh!" A sharp blade slashed down from the side of his face, flashed past his nose like this, and cut a long mark on the ground.

He staggered back suddenly, a look of shock on his face.

She looked at the warm and smiling Gong Moxi with frightened eyes.

On his right side, a young man in red was holding a knife in his hand.

"Your Highness the Holy Son is speaking, is it your turn to interrupt?" Di Ming took back the big sword, carried it on the sword, and snorted coldly.

"Di Ming." Gong Moxi's platinum pupils were filled with a smile, "Don't be rude."

Di Ming pouted.

This fake guy.

Who had secretly instructed him to move his hand just now?

Sifang Pavilion elder was still in shock, looking at the deep scar under his feet, his lungs would explode with anger, but the other party was from the palace, so he dared not speak.

"Left sacrifice." Gong Moxi looked at the priest in white, with a hint of pressure in his eyes, "Our court has always been fair.

His own fault, but pushed it to the contestants, didn't he lose the reputation of the palace? Can you afford this guilt? "

"His Royal Highness Holy Child, please check." The priest in white said quickly, "We did arrange for someone to inform the contestants."

"If that's the case, why don't we get the person who notified us to confront him." Yun Qingyan said.

The frightened elder of the Sifang Pavilion widened his eyes and became furious. Following Di Ming's words, he said loudly, "Bold! Your Highness the Holy Son is talking to the high priest, how can you interrupt?"

After scolding, he was secretly proud. Just now, he rashly interjected and left a bad impression on the hall. Now is his chance to save it.

Di Ming's mouth twitched, this old guy dared to imitate him, shameless?

Gong Moxi's faint gaze swept across the elders of the Sifang Pavilion.

Although he still looked like the holy son with a smile, at this time he felt a coldness spread from his body.

But soon, Gong Moxi looked away from him, and glanced at Yun Qingyan approvingly, "If that's the case, then find someone to confront him."

"Gu Dan'er, order the paladin to find the god attendant who is in charge of the news." Gong Moxi ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness." The Knight Commander led the order out.

"His Royal Highness, this... a trivial matter, you don't need to make such a big move, right?" The priest in white wiped his sweat, "Look, the auspicious time to enter the Nanming Realm is over."

"Yes! His Royal Highness, our Sifang Pavilion, has already sent someone to greet him at Nanming.

If you don't go, I'm afraid the pavilion master will be worried. "Qiu Chuchu said quickly.

"Damn it! You have no shame!" Ji Siwen heard that it had exploded, "What is a trivial matter?

Is it just a trivial matter to disqualify us from the competition? "

The white-clothed sacrifice had an ugly face. In his opinion, a group of contestants from the Tianyuan Continent, even if there was a god-king-level figure among them, was not worthy of his special treatment.

But he didn't dare to say these words in front of Gong Moxi.