Chapter 449 Trafficker

The sun sets, and the sky is full of red clouds.

As the last bit of sunlight fades, the whole world suddenly falls into darkness.

The floating spirit boat shuttles through the clouds.

But it hovers without any sign.

The lights inside flicker, which makes people feel a little eerie.

There is a slight creaking sound.

The door of the restaurant in the boat is pushed open a crack.

A gust of cold wind quietly pours in.

The temperature drops rapidly.

Even some water stains begin to condense into ice.

"Mo Li!?"

The leader of the guards, Jing Rong, retreated several steps.

When he stabilized his body, he stared at the crack in the door in front of him, and his eyes and expression instantly became cold and solemn.

A little further away, Aunt Feng narrowed her eyes suddenly, knocked over the low table, and stood in front of Yan Ling as if facing a great enemy.

In addition, whether it was Master Duanmu Xun of Xuelian Mountain, or Xin Ming and Dai Yang, their faces turned pale in an instant, and they were fixed in place and fidgeted.

Mo Li?

Which demon! ?

The demon who almost slaughtered an entire city to practice Bingquan Spirit Art! ?

Didn't they say that this person was hunted down by the Chishan Spirit Realm and had already died without a burial place?

How could he appear here so brazenly and dare to attack the Chishan Yan family's spiritual boat?

Duanmu Xun frowned, his eyes flickered, and I don't know what he was thinking.

Xin Ming and Dai Yang looked at each other, and quietly took two steps back, looking for the most suitable retreat.

There was a light clang.

Wei Tao threw away the empty wine glass.

His eyes moved away from the messy ground and looked at the corridor outside through the crack in the door.

A faint white mist filled it, and a looming figure could be vaguely seen inside, standing there motionless.

The next moment.

There was another light creaking sound.

The door of the restaurant was completely pushed open.

The white mist quickly surged into the house.

Wherever the mist touched, a thin layer of ice emerged.

Under the flickering light, it looked crystal clear and transparent.

Snap!

Snap, snap!

The sound of light footsteps followed.

It seemed to merge with the light white mist.

It seemed to beat the rhythm of the spreading ice crystals.

It was not until a ball of green light lit up from Jing Rong's hand that it barely resisted the invasion of the white mist.

The green light and white mist intertwined with each other, and the edges gradually overlapped.

The two different colors of power confronted each other violently, but at the same time stopped all the turbulence, and suddenly became clear.

Gulp!

A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat.

Jing Rong suddenly closed his mouth and swallowed it hard.

The mouth and nose were filled with a strong fishy and sweet taste.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm his violently beating heart.

"Mo Li, do you know whose spiritual boat this is!?"

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

Jing Rong gritted his teeth and asked almost word by word.

After a while, a chuckle came from the white mist, which sounded a little shrill, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

"Of course I know this is Miss Yan Ling's spiritual boat, and I also know what I am going to do this time. It's just a small matter, so Captain Jing Rong won't bother with it."

Yan Ling's eyes were cold, and her red lips opened slightly, "If Senior Mo Li wants to come over for a drink, there is no need to force your way in. Just let someone know in advance, and I will prepare a feast to welcome you in person."

"I didn't mean to force my way in, but I suddenly found Miss Yan's spiritual boat here, so I thought of coming to pay a visit and meet her."

"I didn't expect that in addition to Miss Yan, there were actually several spiritual plant masters here. It just so happened that the few pots of flowers and plants I raised at home were sick, so I can ask you to follow me to diagnose and treat them."

Mo Li said this, suddenly However, he changed the subject, "Miss Yan has always been kind and generous, and I believe she will not refuse this small request of mine."

Yan Ling lowered her eyes, "I can probably guess who Senior Mo Li is working for, so Senior should naturally know why I invited several spiritual plant masters.

So, why do you think that I will agree to your request and let several spiritual plant masters leave with you?"

"Whether Miss Yan agrees or not is your business."

Mo Li suddenly laughed, "But the legs are on the spiritual plant masters. I'm afraid Miss Yan has no say on whether to go with me or not. We need to listen to their own opinions."

Then, without waiting for Yan Ling to speak, he continued, his voice was gloomy and sharp, sounding like the shrill cry of a night owl.

"Duanmu Xun, the great spiritual plant master of Xuelian Mountain, is a well-known force in the surrounding area, and has almost taken over about 30% of the spiritual grain trade around Baifeng City."

"Xin Ming, you are good at refining poison and expelling poison. However, a few years ago, you were attacked by poison gas. Although you survived with your own abilities, you have to suffer from the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants every midnight."

"Dai Yang, who is good at removing pests with spiritual insects, lives in seclusion with his family in Qingquan Town. He has a son who is now practicing spiritual arts in Wanhuamen and is trying to become a direct disciple of a certain elder named Ling."

At this point, the cold white mist quietly dissipated.

Revealing a dry and thin figure inside.

Mo Li narrowed his eyes and looked around from the faces of several people.

An inexplicable smile gradually appeared between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Duanmu wants to make Xuelian Mountain go further and lay a more solid foundation for the development of future disciples."

"Xin Ming is troubled by spiritual poison and is always looking for an antidote to recover."

"And Madam Dai Yang, all your thoughts are on your only son, wanting him to get better cultivation resources and embark on a path to success."

"Perhaps Miss Yan Ling made some promises to you, so that you can ask for help, but I still want to kindly remind you here, so as not to make the wrong choice."

He retracted his gaze and said lightly, "What she can give you, the young man behind me can definitely give more.

But if you are still stubborn and insist on choosing a path to the end, you may not only fail to accept the benefits given by Miss Yan, but even a huge disaster will befall you.

Finally, I will say it again, Miss Ling's surname is Yan, and I will naturally not disrespect her, but you are not surnamed Yan, and you have no connection with the Yan family before. If something bad really happens, you can think about it yourself."

"That's all I have to say. Do you want to leave with me? Please think about it carefully and make a choice according to your heart."

After the voice fell, the white mist rose quietly again.

The coldness invaded silently, quickly covering half of the banquet hall.

Yan Ling gritted her teeth, her cheeks flushed, "Mo Li, you are too much, aren't you afraid of my father..."

"It seems that Miss Ling is very self-aware. She knows that these rotten fish and shrimps under her are not my opponents, so she wants to use the name of the elder to suppress me directly."

Mo Li laughed again, his voice getting louder and louder, without any scruples.

"If Miss Ling's father was not injured, I would naturally not dare to be so arrogant, and even the young master behind him might be more cautious in his actions.

It's just that Master Chongshan's physical condition is very worrying. Although you have concealed this matter in every possible way, there is no impenetrable wall in the world after all, and Miss Ling has to face all the challenges that come next alone..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of clattering.

Accompanied by a series of footsteps, it came out quietly at this time.

"Senior Duanmu, Mr. Xin Ming, you..."

Yan Ling opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Dai Yang on the other side.

But she saw Dai Yang sighing faintly, with a guilty expression on his face, and bowed slightly towards this side.

Then he also left the original place and walked towards the place where the white mist was surging.

Swish...

Silently, the cold mist gradually receded.

Together with several spiritual plant masters, they quickly disappeared in the corridor of the banquet hall, and no trace of them could be seen anymore.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Auntie Feng came closer, lowered her voice and said softly, "These spiritual plant masters are not moral, it doesn't matter if they leave, we still have enough time, we can look for them again..."

Yan Ling sighed slowly, "Morality without power to support it is just useless things that stay on the tongue, and anyone can tear it to pieces.

As for finding other spiritual plant masters, although the time is not too urgent, if we hurry up, we may be able to find someone else to replace them.

But since what happened today, it means that our details have been completely figured out, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to act secretly like before."

She said slowly, and sighed again, "Auntie Feng, take Uncle Jing Rong down to heal his wounds, and see if there are any casualties on the spiritual boat, let me be alone here to calm down."

Auntie Feng nodded, turned her head to look to the side, and helped the weak Jing Rong to leave quickly.

Yan Ling sat down dejectedly, picked up the overturned wine pot at hand, and poured the remaining wine into her mouth in one breath. She sat there motionless as if she had lost her soul.

Time passed little by little.

After a few breaths, the lights in the spirit boat returned to normal, completely illuminating the messy banquet hall.

Yan Ling raised her head at this time, her eyes fell on the messy ground, and then suddenly held her breath.

There was actually someone eating.

She secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, squinted her eyes and looked carefully.

Only then did she realize that not far away, there was actually a table of wine and food that had not been overturned. A person was sitting there drinking by himself, slowly tasting the dishes that were almost cold.

Yan Ling couldn't help but be stunned, and for a while she couldn't even react.

No wonder Aunt Feng looked in one direction when she left, and seemed to be a little hesitant. It turned out to be because of this reason.

Unfortunately, she was always a little dazed, and there was no light in the banquet hall, so she didn't notice that there was still someone left.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Subconsciously, he asked, "Didn't Mr. Wei leave?"

Wei Tao swallowed the food, looked up, and his eyes seemed a little complicated.

"Miss Yan's question really made me not know how to answer."

After a pause, he refilled himself with a glass of wine, sighed and continued, "Sometimes I think you are very smart, but sometimes you are like a fool, saying things that hurt people's self-esteem."

Yan Ling was stunned again, "Why did Mr. Wei say that?"

Wei Tao was silent for a long time, "You asked me why I didn't leave, I thought about this question carefully at the time.

The key is that the androgynous idiot just now, he didn't call my name from beginning to end, let alone any invitation to me, how can you let me leave with him?"

"Uh..."

Yan Ling almost choked on a mouthful of wine and suddenly coughed violently.

"Mr. Wei is right, I am a fool, and a pure fool."

After a long time, she managed to calm down her breathing, "This place is in a mess, and the food and wine are already a little cold. I'll have people come over and clean it up right away, make a new table, and have a good drink with Mr. Wei, as a token of gratitude for what I just said. apologize."

"This sentence is much more pleasant to the ear."

Wei Tao nodded, with a gentle smile on his face, "Remember to prepare more food. I may consume a lot tonight, so I need to reserve some energy in advance."

In the night sky more than ten miles away.

A dark blue spirit boat hovers in the void.

On the front viewing terrace.

A young man wearing a long and colorful dress stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the endless clouds in the distance.

Behind him, there was a woman wearing heavy armor and surrounded by spiritual power, holding a knife.

"Master Ming, Mo Li has a cruel nature. Although he was subdued by the master and went through years of suppression and training, he could not eliminate the bloody hostility in his bones.

If he becomes aggressive and hurts or even kills Miss Yan Ling, we may not be able to deal with what happens next. "

The heavily armored woman stared in the direction of Yunzhou, feeling the sudden cold aura in the distance, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.

"I know."

The young man smiled lightly and looked disapproving.

"In this case, slave understands."

The heavily armored woman lowered her eyes and said, "Since the young master has made up his mind, please ask your servants to come forward to help, in case someone on the opposite spiritual boat takes advantage of the chaos and escapes."

She wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the young man raising his hand.

"Yingyu, I know what you want to say."

"But, when did I say that I wanted to take sister Yan Ling's life?"

"Never once. From beginning to end, I never had any murderous intention towards her."

Yan Ming sighed and continued, "At least until my uncle Chongshan breathes his last breath, sister Yan Ling will be absolutely safe."

"My fifth uncle is still seriously injured now. As a junior, I will naturally not add insult to injury and force a virtual realm spiritualist to a dead end.

What I ultimately want to achieve is to let him sink into despair little by little in hope, and lie quietly in bed waiting for death. "

"Then what if Mo Li takes action?"

Yingyu still doesn't quite understand.

"If you think this way, it means you still don't really understand Mo Li."

"He is actually very smart. He clearly understands what can be done and what cannot be done. He can grasp the dividing line between what can and cannot be done very well.

Otherwise, my father would not have spared his life and let him hide in the dark and continue to do some dirty work for us. "

Yan Ming spoke slowly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"I have always told you before that whether you are looking at people or doing things, you cannot simply stick to the surface, but you must go through the surface to understand the hidden essence. Only in this way can you make correct judgments and decisions without being disturbed by external things. ”

"But having said that, although Mo Li will not take action against Yan Ling, those people under her are not descendants of the Chishan Yan family, so even if they make some noise, it is not a big deal."

Yingyu bowed slightly and said, "I understand."

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded.

From far to near.

"Minglang, it's windy outside, so I've prepared a cloak for you."

A moment later, a slender figure appeared beside Yan Ming and put a plain cloak on him with his own hands.

Yingyu bowed slightly and saluted, "I have met Miss Yue."

"Thanks to the information provided by sister Qiu Man this time, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to catch her traces so easily."

Yan Ming patted the back of the girl's hand, with a doting smile on his face, "After you and her come back from the Chishan Spiritual Realm this time, don't go back in the near future. I need you to stay and help me deal with some things, and get it done as soon as possible." Bai Fengcheng is in our hands."

The girl was silent for a moment and sighed, "But I don't want to be separated from Minglang, and my father is here. If Minglang has anything to do, you can contact him directly."

"I won't let you go back because of your safety."

Yan Ming said, "If she knew that you and I were together, and that it was you who conveyed the news, even if you two are cousins, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stop Yan Ling's sudden murderous intention."

After a pause, he continued, "As long as I pass this selection, suppress and subdue Yan Ling, and bring the power of the fifth uncle's lineage into my bag, then you can appear in front of her openly, and even Tell her to do things in a commanding tone."

Yue Qiuman nodded, his eyes watery and said softly, "I understand, I will listen to Minglang in everything."

At this moment, a cloud of white mist came quietly.

After a moment, several figures landed on the spirit boat.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Mo Li."

Yan Ming looked at the people who were bowing and saluting, with a rich smile on his face, "Yingyu, you go and prepare a table now. I want to cleanse the dust for several spiritual plant masters."

"Hey, no, why does it seem like there's one person missing?"

At this moment, Yue Qiuman suddenly said, "Just in the past two days, I saw her calling a spiritual food seller to the house. There seemed to be no face of that person here."

"oh?"

"It seems that there was some omission in the information we had in the early stage. Thanks to sister Qiuman who came to see me off, otherwise this situation would not have been discovered."

Yan Ming frowned slightly, "He is just a seller of spiritual food. Are you sure he is also a spiritual planter with certain strength?"

Duanmuxun took a step forward, bowed slightly and saluted, "As for the young master, I have had a few conversations with that man."

"He claims to be a disciple of Master Zhou of the Hongxian Sect. He is good at the spiritual art of moving clouds and making rain, and he has experience in planting trees.

Moreover, this person seemed a bit arrogant and reserved. Even if the old man wanted to talk to him, he would always be indifferent. "

Yan Ming listened silently.

At first I was a little unimpressed.

But when he heard the experience of planting trees and the arrogant and reserved description, his expression gradually became a little different.

He turned and glanced.

Mo Li immediately bowed down and apologized, "This is something I can't do, but please don't worry, sir. I'll go and bring him here right away."

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Yan Ling cheered up and personally organized people to clean up.

Another round of urging urged us to hurry up and prepare the table.

Under the supervision of Miss Yan's family, everyone moved quickly. In a short time, the banquet hall was decorated and more sumptuous food and drinks were served.

"Mr. Wei, let me toast you."

Yan Ling filled the wine glass and held it up with both hands.

"You're welcome, Miss Yan. Come, let's drink this cup together."

Wei Tao raised his hand to touch her and brought the cup to his mouth.

Right now.

There are no signs.

The entire spirit boat shook violently.

The dishes on the table danced.

Tangtangshuishui suddenly splashed all over the table and the floor.

Immediately afterwards.

There is a faint white mist rising again.

They quietly poured in through the crack in the door of the banquet hall.

Snap!

Click, click, click!

Footsteps followed.

It was as if a heavy hammer kept falling on Yan Ling's heart.

It put tremendous pressure on her.

She bit her lower lip fiercely, her brows darkening, almost dripping with water.

"It's too much to bully others, it's simply too much to bully others!"

Yan Ling muttered to herself word by word.

But there is no way to respond effectively.

Even under the erosion of the cold aura, even his body couldn't stop trembling.

After a few breaths.

Suddenly there was a soft squeaking sound.

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open.

A large amount of white mist surged in instantly.

There was also a sharp sound that sounded at the same time.

"It turns out that you are the spiritual food seller. I just forgot to take you with me, which caused me to make this extra trip."

Click! ! !

Suddenly there was a crisp sound.

There is also a strong smell of alcohol, which spreads quickly along with the dripping wine.

Wei Tao crushed the copper flask and slowly stood up from behind the table.

"Spiritual food seller?"

"I am the Ganlinliang seller!"

"It's not enough to overturn a table of rice. I have to come here to overturn it again."

"I just want to have a quiet dinner. Do you, an idiot, have a grudge against me!?"

"Since you won't let me eat it, then you won't eat it anymore!"

boom! ! !

Suddenly the strong wind roared and there was a violent explosion.

A figure was wrapped in blazing flames.

Penetrating through the thick white mist, he arrived in front of Mo Li in an instant.

"...!?"

Mo Li narrowed his eyes sharply.

A fist falling from the sky was reflected in his pupils.

Severe warning signs sounded crazily, occupying almost all of his heart.

It also made his whole body feel like he was in an ice cellar, like he was falling into an abyss, feeling cold from head to toe.

"What kind of killing spiritual art is this violent feeling of oppression!?"

"But why don't I feel the presence of spiritual power?"

"What on earth does he want to do!?"

"This guy, he wants to punch me to death!?"

"I am a spiritual magician who is only one step away from breaking into the virtual realm. I also have a spiritual disk that can be activated at any time as a defense. Is he crazy? He actually thinks that he can burn some small flames with just one fist. Just..."

Boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion.

The suspended spirit boat shook violently.

A mysterious light rose quietly, but it only existed for a moment, and then it turned into little bits of debris.

At this moment, Mo Li stared at the fist that continued to fall.

In addition to the incomparable fear, there was only unspeakable doubt and confusion in my heart.

What the hell, he’s actually a spiritual food seller! ?

He just couldn't imagine it.

What kind of white flame could be so powerful that it could directly evaporate and burn through the ice mist he had spent most of his life practicing.

What's even more terrifying is that ordinary-looking fist.

It was able to penetrate directly through the spirit plate's defensive barrier and was about to fall on his head.

"No, I don't want to die!"

Mo Li wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to shout.

But couldn't even say a word.

The whole person was smashed into meat paste by the fist, and evenly spread on the floor of the banquet hall.

boom!

Wei Tao landed and immediately turned to look out the window.

"I won't be allowed to eat twice in a row!"

"Since this old guy came from there, he should still have his accomplices."

"If you don't do it, you won't stop. Only by killing them in the past can you understand your thoughts and truly give up!"

boom!

The wind blew up again, and the blood-stained figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Only Yan Ling was left dumbfounded, as if in a dream, with a certain sentence echoing in her mind.

"We only use punches and kicks, and even swords are rare."

One punch, one kick?

The great spiritualist was killed with one punch, one punch! ?