The moon is bright and the wind is clear

Because the internal force concentrated in the palm was suddenly withdrawn, Mo Qingfeng was affected by his own internal force, and his chest suffocated due to the shock.

Mo Qingfeng endured the pain and tapped the acupuncture points on the wound on his left shoulder, and finally stopped the blood that was constantly spilling out, but the pain on his body was far less than the faint burning sensation in his heart.

Sikong Lang was already ready to take on this ferocious palm, but seeing Mo Qingfeng withdrawing his palm suddenly, he was also very surprised.

This devil...why would he show mercy to me? !

At this time, the corner of Mo Qingfeng's mouth was raised slightly, his eyes were raised, and before Sikong Lang could react, he quickly darted to Mo Qi who was still holding the sword, and pinched the pulse gate of Mo Qi's right hand with his backhand.

Seeing Mo Qi being restrained by him again, Sikong Lang was horrified, and shouted loudly: "Devil, what do you want?!"

Mo Qingfeng sneered: "This... I should ask you, huh?"'

After finishing speaking, the sad force held in Mo Qi's hands intensified a bit, causing Mo Qi to scream again.

"Don't move! Don't hurt him!''"Hmph...I want to move, so what about you?People from your four sects attacked my Qinggeng Peak today, you say... what do I want? After Mo Qingfeng finished speaking, he lightly raised the sharp sword in his hand from the trembling Mo Qi hand, and with a flick of his finger, the sword edge slashed into the air, and fell to the ground with a "clang" in the direction of the wind.

At this moment, Sikong Lang stared at Mo Qingfeng with his eyes, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

When Mo Qingfeng saw him like this, the tingling pain in his heart didn't decrease but increased, and the more it burned, the more painful it became.Suppressing the stinging pain in his heart, he said harshly to Sikong Lang: "If you want to know what I did to him, then...follow me!"

After finishing speaking, he restrained Mo Qi, who was standing unsteadily, with one hand, and at the same time flew towards the back of the Qingyuan Sect open space with lightness kung fu.

Seeing Mo Qi being captured by him, Sikong Lang didn't even think about it for a moment, and immediately followed behind him with Qi Yungong, chasing after him.

If Mo Qi really fell into the hands of this devil, it must be a disaster.He doesn't allow Mo Qi to be hurt, never!

Sikong Lang followed Mo Qingfeng and flew over several roofs, passed behind the main hall of the Qingyuan Sect, walked up and down several stone steps, and finally came to a cliff on the back mountain of Qinggeng Peak.

Mo Qingfeng stopped on a grass field by the cliff, and threw Mo Qi to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Sikong Lang also stopped, seeing Mo Qi injured and still lying on the ground in such a state of embarrassment, his heart was suffocated, and he was full of resentment towards Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng looked at him pretending to be joking: "Why, can't bear it?"''

Sikong Lang didn't answer his question, but asked: "You are... Mo Qingfeng, the young master of Qingyuan Cult?"'

Mo Qingfeng didn't say a word, only sneered.

Sikong Lang continued: "Your opponent is me, let him go, I will fight with you!"''

Mo Qingfeng laughed: "Do you think...you can negotiate terms with me now?"'

Sikong Lang also sneered: "Haha, I didn't want to negotiate terms with you, I just think...with the identity and status of Young Master Mo of the Qingyuan Sect, it's not worth meeting an ordinary disciple of the Four Great Sects, and he will never be a Bully villain!''

Hearing this, Mo Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "You mean... I'm afraid of you?"" Of course I don't think you're afraid of me, but... I'm the one who crusade against the Qingyuan Sect this time The leader, so... your opponent is me. ''

Mo Qingfeng snorted again: "But... I just don't want to fight you. I think... I want you to watch this man die more than this!" Mo Qi stretched out his hand to hold his life gate.

"You devil, if you dare to touch him, I will destroy your Qingyuan Sect today!" Sikong Lang's eyes were already bloodshot.

"Oh? Really? That depends on whether you have the ability...''However, I still want to continue this game...'" Mo Qingfeng immediately increased the strength in his hand.

Mo Qi found that his eyes were completely pale, his facial features were twisted together in pain, his body was shaking like a sieve.

Seeing this situation, Sikong Lang knew that Mo Qi would surely die if he continued like this, so he shouted immediately without thinking: "Wait a minute!"

Mo Qingfeng let go of his hand a little and turned his head.

"Aren't you going to play a game... so, how about you let him go and I'll do whatever you want?" Sikong Lang almost blurted out this sentence without thinking too much.

Mo Qingfeng and Mo Qi were startled almost at the same time when they heard this.

He can do this for this man, haha... It's ridiculous, it's getting more and more ridiculous... It turns out that this man is sentient, so what about me, what kind of existence do I have in his heart... Heh... ...sarcasm, really irony!

On the other hand, Mo Qi lowered his head lower and lower like a guilty conscience, unwilling to meet his boss Si Konglang's sincere eyes.

He was scared, really scared, all of this... is his own fault.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes gradually turned red, he curled the corners of his mouth coldly, and said to Sikong: "Haha, okay... this idea sounds very good to me. Then...you can use up your internal strength first." '

Hmph... I want to see what you can do for him...

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Lang frowned deeply, but after seeing Mo Qi's miserable situation, he finally gave up his heart: "Okay, let him go first..."

Mo Qingfeng slammed Mo Qi aside: "Hero, hurry up... Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I won't go back on my word."''

"If you break your promise, I won't let you go!''

After Sikong Lang said this, he put all his strength into his hands, ready to slap towards the main meridian point on his left chest.

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng subconsciously threw a silver needle, which happened to stab Sikong Lang's right wrist, and the force of his palm was deflected, so that his palm could not be slapped down.

Sikong Lang just felt a tingling pain in his right wrist, before he realized what was going on, Mo Qingfeng laughed and said: "Heh...he is really a kind and righteous person, I am really moved for him...but ...I don't want to continue this game with you now.''

"You!" Sikong Lang's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Mo Qingfeng grabbed Mo Qi lying on the grass with his bare hands, luckily flew to the edge of the cliff, and said to Sikong: "Tsk tsk tsk...I don't want to see anything else today, I just want to see how your little lover fell Down this cliff!''

Sikong Lang quickly followed him, stopped a few meters away from Mo Qingfeng, and shouted: "Why are you playing tricks on me, why are you trying to kill him!"

"Hmph... no reason, I want anyone to die, I have to die... Especially, to be able to slowly torture you group of so-called Baidao people, I have... an indescribable joy in my heart."''

Mo Qingfeng grabbed the panicked Mo Qi, grinned at him, his eyes like sharp swords met his, and smiled softly: "Hmph...go to die!"

"Sikong Lang, save me!" Mo Qi yelled in despair, and was already pushed by Mo Qingfeng with his hands, and fell off the edge of the cliff.

"No!" Sikong Lang exclaimed, he didn't think too much at all, and jumped off the cliff without thinking about his own safety.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qingfeng seemed to have stopped breathing, and felt that a tight string in his heart was finally broken... But, he didn't want to see Sikong Lang smashed to pieces... Even if he forgot him, he Never had love for him.He just knew that if he died... something would be lost.

Mo Qingfeng gave a wry smile, Yun Gong jumped forward, and jumped in the direction where the two fell off the cliff just now.