Alienated Martial Arts

Chapter 449 Trafficker
The sun is setting and the sky is full of red clouds.

And as the last ray of sunshine ended, the whole world suddenly plunged into darkness.

The floating spirit boat shuttled among the clouds.

But there was no sign of hovering.

The lights inside flickered on and off, which made people feel a little gloomy for no reason.

A small creak.

The door of the restaurant in the boat was pushed open a gap.

A gust of cold wind poured in quietly.

The temperature dropped rapidly thereupon.

Even some water spots are starting to freeze into ice.

"Magic!?"

The leader of the guard, Jing Rong, took several steps back.

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

A little farther away, Aunt Feng narrowed her eyes suddenly, knocked over the low table with a crash, and stood in front of Yan Ling like an enemy.

In addition, whether it was Xuelian Mountain's master and apprentice Duanmu Xun, Xin Chi and Dai Yang, all of them turned pale instantly and fidgeted in place.

Devil?

What a devil! ?
The devil who almost slaughtered an entire city in order to practice ice spring magic! ?

Didn't it say that this person was hunted down by the Chishan Spiritual Realm, and he had already died without a place to bury him?

How could he show up here so brazenly, and dare to attack the spirit boat of Chishan Yan's family?
Duanmu Xun frowned tightly, his eyes sparkled, he didn't know what he was thinking.

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

There was a soft clang.

Wei Tao casually threw away the empty wine glass.

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

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

next moment.

There was another squeak.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open completely.

White mist quickly surged towards the house.

Wherever the mist touches, a thin layer of ice will appear.

Under the lighting of flickering lights, it looks crystal clear, transparent and transparent.

pat!

clap clap clap!

The sound of light footsteps followed.

It seems to blend with the light white mist.

It seemed to be beating the beat of the spreading ice crystals.

It wasn't until a ball of green light shone from Jing Rong's hand that it barely resisted the attack of the white mist.

The green light and white mist are intertwined, and the edges gradually overlap.

The two forces of different colors confronted fiercely, but at the same time stopped all turmoil, and suddenly became distinct.

Gudong!

A mouthful of blood welled up his throat.

Jing Rong shut his mouth abruptly, and then swallowed it abruptly.

The mouth and nose are full of strong fishy sweet taste.

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

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

"Do you know what the hell you are doing!?"

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

A moment later, a chuckle came from within the white mist. It sounded a little shrill, making it difficult to distinguish between men and women for a while.

"Of course I know that this is Miss Yan Ling's spirit boat, and I also know what I'm here for. It's just a small matter, so I won't bother Captain Jingrong."

Yan Ling's eyes were cold, and her red lips parted lightly, "If Senior Mo Li wants to come over for a drink, there's no need to use forceful methods. As long as you let someone know in advance, I will prepare a table to welcome you in person."

"The old man didn't mean to force his way, but he suddenly found that Miss Yan's spirit boat is here, so he just wanted to come and pay a visit."

"It's just that I didn't expect there to be several spirit planters here besides Ms. Yan. It just so happens that a few pots of flowers and plants raised by the old man's house are sick. I can invite you to come with me to diagnose and treat."

When Mo Li said this, he suddenly changed the topic, "Miss Yan has always been kind and generous, so she will definitely not refuse this small request from the old man."

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

So, why do seniors think that juniors will agree to your request and let several spiritual planters leave with you? "

"Whether Ms. Yan agrees or not is up to you."

Mo Li suddenly laughed, "However, the legs are on the bodies of several spiritual planters. I'm afraid Miss Yan can't decide whether you want to go with me. I still need to listen to their own opinions."

Then without waiting for Yan Ling to speak, he continued, his voice was gloomy and shrill, it sounded like a night owl's shrill cry.

"Duanmu Xun, the Great Spiritual Planter of Xuelian Mountain, is a well-known force in the surrounding area, and has almost collected about [-]% of the spiritual food transactions around Baifeng City."

"Xin Chi, is good at refining poison and repelling poison, but a few years ago, you were plotted to attack your heart with poisonous gas. Although you survived by relying on your own ability, you have to suffer from the pain of being devoured by thousands of ants every midnight."

"Dai Yang, who is good at killing spiritual insects, lives in seclusion with his family in Qingquan Town, has a son who is currently practicing spiritual arts in Wanhuamen, and is trying to find a way to become a direct disciple of an elder named Ling."

Speaking of this, the cold white mist quietly dissipated.

A dry and thin figure was revealed inside.

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

An inexplicable smile gradually floated between his brows.

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

"Xin Chi is plagued by spiritual poison, and is always looking for an antidote that can restore her recovery."

"And Mrs. Dai Yang, all your thoughts are on your only son, wanting him to obtain better cultivation resources and embark on a path to become famous."

"Maybe Ms. Yan Ling made some promises to you before she could ask a few of you to help, but I would like to remind you kindly here, lest you make a wrong choice."

He withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "What she can give you, the young master behind this old man can definitely give more.

But if you are still obsessed with your obsession and insist on choosing a path to the dark, you are afraid that not only will you not be able to receive the benefits given by Miss Yan, but even a catastrophe will befall you.

One last time, Miss Ling's surname is Yan, so the old man will not disrespect her in any way. Think about it. "

"That's all I've said. Whether you want to leave me or not, everyone, please think about it carefully, and then make a choice according to your heart."

The voice fell, and the white mist quietly rose again.

The icy cold invaded silently and quickly enveloped half of the banquet hall.

Yan Ling gritted her silver teeth tightly, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks, "Mo Li, you are too deceitful, so you are not afraid of my father..."

"It seems that Miss Ling is very self-aware. She knows that these stinky fish and rotten shrimps under her command are not my opponents, so she wants to use the name of her elders to persuade this old man."

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

"If Miss Ling's father hadn't been injured, the old man wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, and even the son 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 the next challenge alone..."

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

Accompanied by a series of footsteps, it was heard quietly at this moment.

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

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

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

But Dai Yang sighed quietly, with a guilty expression on his face, and bowed slightly towards this side.

Then he left the same place and walked towards the place where the white mist surged.

shuh...

Quietly, the cold mist gradually receded.

Together with several spiritual planters, they quickly disappeared in the corridor of the banquet hall, and they were never seen again.

"Miss, are you alright?"

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

Yan Ling sighed slowly, "The morality without strength as a support is just a useless thing that stays in the mouth, and whoever comes here can tear it to pieces.

As for finding another spiritual planter, although the time is not too urgent, if we hurry up, we may be able to find someone else to replace him.

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

She spoke slowly and sighed again, "Aunt Feng will take Uncle Jing Rong down to heal his wounds, and then see if there are any casualties on the spirit boat, and let me be here alone for a while."

Aunt Feng nodded, turned her head and glanced sideways, and helped the weak Jing Rong to leave quickly.

Yan Ling sat down slumped, picked up the overturned flagon in her hand, poured the remaining wine into her mouth in one go, and sat there motionless as if lost in 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 moment, her eyes fell on the messy ground, and then she suddenly held her breath.

There was even one person eating.

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

Only then did I realize that not far away, there was still a table of wine and food that had not been overturned, and a person was sitting there drinking by himself, slowly tasting the dishes that were about to cool down.

Yan Ling couldn't help being stunned, and couldn't even react for a while.

No wonder Aunt Feng looked to one side when she left, as if she was a little hesitant, so it was because of this reason.

It's a pity that she was in a trance all the time, and there was no light in the banquet hall, so she didn't realize that there was one person left behind.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Subconsciously asked, "Did Mr. Wei not leave?"

Wei Tao swallowed his food, looked up, his expression seemed complicated and unspeakable.

"Miss Yan asked this question, so I really don't know how to answer it."

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

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

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

The key point is that idiot who was neither male nor female just now, he never called my name from the beginning to the end, let alone invited me at all, how do you want me to 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 regain her breath, "This place is in a mess, and the food and drinks are getting a little cold. I'll send someone over to clean it up right away, and make a new table of noodles. I'll have a good drink with Mr. Wei. It's for the sake of what I said just now." apologize."

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

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

In the night sky tens of miles away.

A dark blue spiritual boat hovered in the void.

On the front viewing terrace.

A young man in a gorgeous long suit stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the surging clouds in the distance.

Behind him, a woman in heavy armor and surrounded by spiritual power followed with a knife.

"Master Ming, Mo Li is cruel by nature. Although he was subdued by the master at the beginning, and after years of suppression and training, he still couldn't get rid of the bloody hostility in his bones.

If he becomes aggressive and injures or even kills Ms. Yanling, we may not be able to deal with the next move. "

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

"I know."

The young man smiled lightly, with a disapproving expression.

"In this case, the slave will understand."

The woman in heavy armor lowered her eyes, "Since the young master has made up his mind, please let the servants come forward to help, in case someone on the spirit boat opposite gets away."

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

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

"However, when did I say that I would take sister Yan Ling's life?"

"It's never happened once, and I haven't made any murderous intentions towards her from the beginning to the end."

Yan Ming sighed, and continued, "At least until my Uncle Chongshan took his last breath, sister Yanling is absolutely safe."

"Now that Uncle Wu is still seriously injured, as a junior, I naturally won't make too much trouble and drive a spiritualist in the Void Realm to a dead end.

The ultimate goal I want to achieve is to let him fall into despair a little bit in hope, and lie on the bed peacefully waiting for the arrival of death. "

"Then what if Mo Li strikes and doesn't know how serious it is."

Yingyu still doesn't understand.

"If you think so, it means that you still haven't really understood Moli."

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

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

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

"I have always told you before that whether it is looking at people or doing things, you should not simply stick to the surface, but to understand the hidden essence through the surface, so that you can make correct judgments and decisions without being disturbed by external objects. .”

"But having said that, although Mo Li won't take action against Yan Ling, the people below her are not the children of the Yan family in Chishan, so even if they make a little noise, it's not a big deal."

Yingyu bowed slightly, "This subordinate understands."

Suddenly light footsteps sounded.

From far and near.

"Ming Lang, it's windy outside, I prepared a cloak for you."

A moment later, a slender figure appeared beside Yan Ming, and he personally put a plain cloak on him.

Yingyu bowed slightly and saluted, "This subordinate has met Miss Yue."

"Thanks to the information provided by sister Qiuman this time, otherwise we would not have been able to catch her 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 with some things. Baifengcheng is in our hands."

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

"I won't let you go back, it's also for your safety."

Yan Ming said, "If she knows that you and I are together, and that it was you who sent the news, even if the two of you are cousins, I'm afraid it won't be able to stop Yan Ling's sudden murderous intent."

After a pause, he went on to say, "As long as I pass this selection, I can suppress Yan Ling and bring the power of the fifth uncle's line 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 gaze was like water and he said softly, "I see, everything is up to Minglang."

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

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

"Senior Mo Li has worked hard."

Yan Ming looked at the people bowing and saluting, with a strong smile on his face, "Yingyu, you go and prepare a table now, I want to clean up the dust for a few spiritual planters."

"Hey, no, why does it seem that there is one person missing?"

At this moment, Yue Qiuman suddenly said, "Just in the last two days, I saw her call a peddler who sold spiritual food to the mansion, and there seems to be no face of that person here."

"Oh?"

"It seems that the information we have obtained in the early stage has been neglected. Thanks to sister Qiuman who came to see me off, otherwise we would not have discovered this situation."

Yan Ming frowned slightly, "It's just a seller of spiritual food, can you be sure that he is also a spiritual planter with certain strength?"

Duan Muxun took a step forward, bowed slightly to salute, "Returning to Young Master, the old man had a few conversations with that man."

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

Moreover, this person looked a little arrogant and reserved, even if the old man wanted to talk to him, he would just ignore him. "

Yan Ming listened silently.

It was a little hesitant at first.

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

He glanced back.

Mo Li immediately bowed and confessed, "This old slave can't do this, but please rest assured, young master, I'll go and bring him here."

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

Another pile of voices urged to hurry up and prepare the table.

Under the supervision of Ms. Yan's family, everyone moved quickly. After a while, the banquet hall was refurbished and more abundant food and drinks were placed on the table.

"Mr. Wei, I offer you a toast."

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

"Miss Yan, you are welcome, come, let us drink this cup together."

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

Just now.

There are no signs.

The entire spirit boat shook violently.

The dishes on the table popped up.

Soup and water immediately splashed all over the table and the floor.

Followed by.

There was another faint white mist.

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

pat!

clap clap clap!

Footsteps followed.

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

It put a lot of pressure on her.

She bit her lower lip violently, her brows were so gloomy that water could almost drip.

"Too much deception, simply too much deception!"

Yan Ling paused every word and muttered to herself.

But it can't make an effective response at all.

Even under the erosion of the cold breath, even the body couldn't stop shaking.

After a few breaths.

Suddenly there was a soft creak.

The door of the banquet hall was pushed open.

A large amount of white mist rushed in instantly.

Another sharp voice sounded at the same time.

"It turns out that you are the spiritual food dealer. I forgot to bring you with me just now, which made the old man have to make another trip."

Click! ! !

Suddenly there was a crisp sound.

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

Wei Tao crushed the copper jug, and slowly stood up straight from behind the table.

"Spiritual food seller?"

"I am a sweet rain dealer!"

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

"I just want to have a quiet dinner. Could it be that you idiot have a grudge against me!?"

"Since you don't let me eat it, then you don't want to eat it in the future!"

boom! ! !
Suddenly, the wind howled and exploded violently.

A figure was wrapped in raging flames.

Piercing through the dense white mist, he was in front of Mo Li in an instant.

"...!?"

Mo Li narrowed his eyes sharply.

A fist that fell from the sky was reflected in the pupil.

The violent warning signs sounded crazily, almost occupying the entire atrium of his heart.

It also made him feel like he was in an icehouse, like falling into an abyss, from head to toe cold.

"This kind of violent oppressive feeling, what kind of killing spirit technique!?"

"But why didn't I feel the existence of spiritual power?"

"What the hell is he trying to do!?"

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

"I'm a spiritualist who is only one step away from breaking into the Void Realm. I still have a spirit disk that can be activated at any time as a defense. Is he crazy? He thought that he was only relying on one fist to burn some small flames. can..."

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 it directly turned into bits and pieces of debris.

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

In addition to the incomparable horror in my heart, there is only indescribable doubt and confusion left.

What the hell, he turned out to be a spiritual food dealer! ?
He couldn't imagine it.

What kind of white flame could be so powerful that it directly evaporated and burned through the ice mist that he had cultivated for most of his life.

Even more frightening was the ordinary-looking fist.

It was able to directly penetrate the defensive barrier of the spirit disk, and it was about to fall on his head.

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

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

But he couldn't even utter a single word.

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

boom!
Wei Tao landed, and then turned his head to look out the window.

"Don't let me eat twice in a row!"

"Since this old thing came from there, there should be his accomplices."

"If you don't do it, you will never stop. Only by killing them in the past can you understand your thoughts, and then you can really give up!"

boom!
The gust of wind blew up again, and the figure covered in blood disappeared instantly without a trace.

Only Yan Ling was left stunned, like falling into a dream, and the roar of a certain sentence kept appearing in her heart.

"We just punch and kick there, and even swords are rare."

A punch, a kick?
Killed the Great Spiritualist with one punch, one punch! ?

(End of this chapter)