Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 86
Mu Qiling received a tip and went back and forth to Yanlou to hunt down a high-level bounty wanted criminal who was at large online.

As a result, when he went in to investigate under makeup, the man in the black suit suddenly became violent.

Instead of going through a few moves, Mu Qiling turned around and ran away.

That's what happened at the top of the stairs.

With the help of Fan Chengfeng, Mu Qiling successfully captured the man in the black suit.

But in the end, I searched his ID and found that he was just a fitness trainer, and he came here to wait for a student from a club.

Mu Qiling asked him why he ran away?
People said that before she came in, she received a call from a stranger, saying that someone was going to fuck him.

It turned out that Mu Qiling was very unfamiliar, and the man who was frightened into a frightened bird immediately wanted to run away.

One wants to escape and the other wants to stop.

A brief conflict erupted immediately, and the man felt even more guilty when he saw Mu Qiling's skill, so he rushed out the door.

"Do you believe him when he says he's the coach of the fitness club?"

In Fan Chengfeng's view, these words were full of flaws.

Mu Qiling snorted coldly, "I called and asked about the fitness club he was in, and it is true that he works there."

"As for being so frightened when receiving a call from a stranger, it's mainly because this bastard is not a good thing."

Seeing the disgusted expression on Mu Qiling's face, Fan Chengfeng already understood a little.

Eighty percent, that man is dating a married woman.

"Because I have eight-pack abs and looks pretty good, I go around messing with flowers and grass. Such a person, the next time I commit a crime, I will directly break his third leg."

Not capturing the target, Mu Qiling was in a very bad mood, coupled with the fact that she was always jealous, she didn't hide her contempt for the man in the black suit at all.

"In this case, then you should go to work first and contact me when you have time."

Fan Chengfeng knew that Mu Qiling was still busy at this time, so he didn't talk too much with her.

Mu Qiling nodded, "That call is very suspicious, I have to go back and check."

"By the way, if you are not busy going back recently, let's find time to practice alone."

Fan Chengfeng shrank his neck, "I've been very busy recently, so I don't have time. Goodbye."

He hurriedly dragged Zhang Xianqu away.

Mu Qiling looked at Fan Chengfeng speechlessly, muttered a few small words, then turned around and drove to the parking lot to leave.

That strange call was very suspicious, as if someone had leaked his actions in advance, and he had to go back and find out.

"The beauty invited you to practice. This is a good opportunity."

Zhang Xianqu chuckled, Fan Chengfeng gave him a push, "You've got alcohol on your head, brat."

When the two returned to the hotel, Zhang Xianqu fell asleep next to the bed. After a busy day, he drank a lot of wine and felt sleepy.

Fan Chengfeng stood in front of the window looking at the busy street outside the window as if nothing had happened, held his mobile phone, thought twice, and finally clicked on the conversation with Mo Xiuyun.

"Martial Saint Mo Xiuyun, what a big air."

The tone was full of sarcasm. According to the information given by Drift Bottle, this Mo Xiuyun's cultivation base has plummeted now, and he is no longer what he was before.

"A rat who doesn't even dare to show his head is worthy of talking to me, Mo Xiuyun?"

Soon, Fan Chengfeng received a reply.

Seeing such words, he could only chuckle, "Yes, Martial Saint Mo Xiuyun, the patron saint of Tenglong Kingdom, a great hero admired by thousands of people, what's wrong with putting on airs?"

In Tenglong Kingdom, Wusheng Peak, Mo Xiuyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Get out, this sage."

The sound echoed on the mountain peak continuously, like rolling spring thunder, and the nearby birds and beasts fled away one after another.

However, after the reverberation in the mountains disappeared, Wusheng Peak returned to its silence.

"Angry?"

"If you can find me, you can do whatever you want with me."

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, and suddenly thought of a saying circulating on the Internet, catch me if you have the ability, and let you hehe if you catch me.

"I remember, Four Seas is the Twelve Gods Palace and there is no one like you. Who are you? Don't you even dare to report your name?"

After being angry for a while, Mo Xiuyun calmed down. He carefully recalled that among the extraordinary and holy guys he knew, none of them matched this voice.

"Do you think I'm from your Tenglong Kingdom? Do you think this is an ordinary sound transmission from thousands of miles?"

Fan Chengfeng clicked on a tapping emoji to send it.

A hammer appeared above Mo Xiuyun out of nowhere, Mo Xiuyun snorted coldly, "It's just a small skill,"

With a wave of his hand, a wave of internal force melted into a palm, and he grabbed the hammer directly.

The hammer was caught by the palm of his hand, and Mo Xiuyun used his strength, and it instantly became a pile of broken copper and iron.

On the screen of Fan Chengfeng's phone, the beating expression turned into a blank picture, and a crack divided the picture into two halves.

Failed to send emoji...

"You are not from the Twelve Gods Palace at all,"

"No, you are not even a saint."

After all, Mo Xiuyun is also a master of martial arts level, this can also be regarded as a fight between the two, a trial, he will be able to know the opponent's strength.

"It doesn't matter whether I am a saint or not, let's get down to business."

Fan Chengfeng rubbed his nose, the identity of Shangxian can only deceive those ignorant mortals, it is not easy to fool in front of Mo Xiuyun.

"It's no wonder that Drifting Bottle only picked some bottles like Cao Cao for me before. It turns out that once we get in touch with people from the middle-level Guwu Time and Space, we still can't play well."

That's typical of your buddy who doesn't want to talk to you, and throws a bunch of kitchen knives at you.

"Right now, the people of the Tenglong Kingdom are in dire straits. Where is the Martial Saint Mo Xiuyun, who is the patron saint of the Tenglong Kingdom?"

Mo Xiuyun bowed his head without making a sound.

"I heard that you encountered a bottleneck in martial arts that caused your cultivation to plummet?"

Fan Chengfeng was eager to complete the task, but Mo Xiuyun had an attitude of not cooperating at all, even though Fan Chengfeng's mouth was dry, he just didn't say a word.

This time, it made Fan Chengfeng very bad.

Nima, is there no room for turning around at all?
This is a wish bottle that was obtained only after assembling ten starfish fragments. Could it be that it was wasted like this?
The middle-level internal skills are really not so easy to get. This Mo Xiuyun is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard.

"Cultivation has plummeted, either because of love or inner demons, you kid should squeak."

In a panic, Fan Chengfeng sent the beating emoji one after another, and this time the emoji was sent successfully, but the reply from Mo Xiuyun almost made him vomit three liters of blood.

"No matter how strong the force is, it will be useless to scratch it."

"Nima,"

Fan Chengfeng swears a lot, and directly withdraws from the conversation with Mo Xiuyun, and hits a wall with Mo Xiuyun again.

It seems that we need to think of another way.

　Ask for recommendation tickets as a daily routine, brothers who have tickets, let's do it!

　　


(End of this chapter)