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Murong Xiaoye is a celebrity in Feiyun City, one of the eight beauties, and is the object of countless young heroes chasing. Now he is standing docile behind Yitian with a sweet smile on his face. [..com]

Withdrew his gaze, Ma Zhiyuan looked at Yitian and asked, "What's the point?,1

Yitian smiled and said, "I want to talk to you about something.,1

Ma Zhiyuan said indifferently: "What's there to talk about between us?"

Yitiandao: "There are many things you can talk about, such as tomorrow's competition. With the team you are currently joining, you are the one who cannot reach the finals. You have become the support of the team but also their chess pieces..."

Ma Zhiyuan snorted: "You want to lobby me to join your team, you underestimate me too much."

Yitian smiled and said, "I didn't underestimate you. I came because I respect you. I watched the preliminaries from beginning to end. There were several outstanding people on the court, and you were one of them."

Ma Zhiyuan said coldly: "So what?"

Murong Xiaoye was a little unhappy with Ma Zhiyuan's indifference and pride, but Yitian did not react much.

Youth frivolity, this is the Xikou that every person with a little strength has. Ma Zhiyuan does have the strength of being proud, but in Feiyun City, he is not yet a top corner. "On the preliminaries, among the several outstanding figures, do you think you can squeeze into the top three? Compared to Gongsun Weiwo, the one from Tiantong Sect, and Feilong, who do you think you can rank?"

Yitian's words were a bit unsightly, as if he was saying that he was not as good as Gongsun Wei and others.

"Dare you underestimate me?"

Ma Zhiyuan's face changed suddenly, and a sharp murderous aura spread rapidly.

Yitian seemed to have not seen him, turned his head and looked out the window, and the murderous aura emitted from Ma Zhiyuan's body instantly dissipated.

At that moment, Murong Xiaoye was extremely surprised, and Ma Zhiyuan's face changed drastically. He suddenly stood up and glared at Yitian, and acted like he was facing a great enemy.

"I can't be angry. This is a restaurant and a place to drink. I've been here for so long, so why don't you invite me to have two drinks?"

The smile of the mi-man on Yitian's face makes people unable to guess his thoughts. At least Ma Zhiyuan can't see through it, and he is wondering in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Ma Zhiyuan sat down slowly and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Yitian waved his hand and said, "Xiaoye, pour wine."

Murong Xiaoyelian moved lightly and poured wine for Yitian and Ma Zhiyuan himself.

He picked up the wine glass, Yitian sipped it carefully, and smiled and said, "You must have fun in life, don't wait for your white hair to remember the past. Come on, I'll give you a cup of 0."

Ma Zhiyuan hesitated and then drank it all in one go.

"You are from Huoling City, and you have returned from learning art in Yunzhou?"

Ma Zhiyuan stared at Yitian's eyes and saw him asking with a smile, but he was not in a state of anger, "I have left my hometown since I was a child and went to Yunzhou to learn art. This time I heard about the news of the Borderless City, so I came back to try my luck.

Yitian did not completely believe it, but he did not ask too much, and talked straight to the point.

"This rematch is very fierce. There are only one or two Xuan Emperors in a team. Not to mention advancing, it is not easy to survive. Your team is just a mob, and there is not much friendship between you and them. If you really want to enter the boundless city, you might as well cooperate with me. With your current situation, there will definitely be other forces coming to you. But whether you can deal with those forces alone depends on your ability.,1

Ma Zhiyuan retorted: "For you to cooperate, I must be cautious at all times. Moreover, the Ruisuolou, the one you represent, seems not very strong."

Yitian smiled and said, "You are a smart person. You should know that if the Nangong family and Xuanyang Palace come to you, with your current cultivation strength, even if you join them, you will be just a puppet who obeys orders. In addition to the two giants, how many forces can be compared with Ruifeng Tower in Feiyun City? Those external forces may not be weak, but strong dragons do not suppress local snakes. You are also a member of the Fire Empire. Are you willing to join those external forces?"

Ma Zhiyuan snorted: "I can still defeat the enemy on the field with my own strength."

Yitian sneered: "If that happens, you will definitely die. The Nangong family and Xuanyang Palace will not allow people like you to leave alive."

Ma Zhiyuan said disdainfully: "Strange words."

Yitian was a little unhappy. Ma Zhiyuan was indeed an amazing year of strength, but his youthful and self-willedness were also one of his major shortcomings.

"Your swordsmanship is very sharp, but unfortunately you don't understand the situation in Feiyun City. This martial arts competition is just a yin plan. People like you are just victims of yin plan."

I stood up, Yitian left, and I didn't want to waste my talk with Ma Zhiyuan anymore.

Murong Xiaoye was a little surprised and said softly: "Feiyu..."

Murong Xiaoye said calmly, "Give him some time to think about it. After thinking through it, you can find me with Ruifeng Tower. Otherwise, he will be willing to die.

Murong Xiaoye looked at Ma Zhiyuan, and his eyes were filled with regret, as if he was feeling sorry for him.

Ma Zhiyuan felt Murong Xiaoye's eyes, but he didn't understand the meaning, and he couldn't understand what Murong Xiaoye was regretting.

At this time, Yitian had already gone downstairs.

Murong Xiaoye looked at Ma Zhiyuan and sighed: "Idiot, if you miss such an opportunity, you really have to wait to die."

Ma Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and snorted: "Do you dare look down on me?"

Murong Xiaoye felt hateful about Ma Zhiyuan's pride, and really wanted to slap him and wake him up. "There is only one chance. If you think you are extraordinary, I can only tell you that it is best not to meet us on the field, otherwise you will definitely die."

Ma Zhiyuan said angrily: "Is that so? Then I want to give it a try."

Murong Xiaoye cursed: "Idiot, if Feiyu wants to kill you, you will be a dead person just now, a big idiot."

Murong Xiaoye was so angry that he threw down this sentence and flew away. He wanted to slap him to death for such a guy who didn't get into the oil and salt.

Watching Murong Xiaoye leave, Ma Zhiyuan said to himself: "Look at me, you will regret it."

Withdrew his gaze, Ma Zhiyuan's face changed, because there was an old Taoist priest who had just sat in the place where Yitian had just sat.

"Who are you?"

The old Taoist priest stared at Ma Zhiyuan and snorted: "The successor of the Thunder God Sword is indeed stupid. If it weren't for your old ghost master's sake, I'll slap you to death now."

When Ma Zhiyuan heard this, he blurted out: "How do you know where I am?"

This old Taoist priest's clothes are exactly the crazy Taoist that Yitian had seen before. Its origin is very mysterious. "Before dusk, you can get to Ruifeng Tower, or I will take back the Thunder God Sword and abolish your cultivation."

The voice of the crazy Taoist voice was full of anger, which made Ma Zhiyuan very dissatisfied and asked: "Why?"

The old Taoist snorted: "It's better to die in the hands of my old Taoist swear by me. Do you know why Murong Xiaoye scolded you just now? Do you know that before the preliminary round, Murong Xiaoye was only a junior martial emperor, but now she is a senior martial emperor. You are so conceited that you have the ability to upgrade to two levels in seven days."

Ma Zhiyuan was surprised and said, "In seven days, it is impossible to be promoted from a junior Martial Emperor to a senior Martial Emperor.

The old Taoist cursed: "So you are stupid. Murong Xiaoye followed Nangong Feiyu and was promoted twice in just seven days. She just called you an idiot because you didn't know how to be polite."

Ma Zhiyuan was shocked and surprised, and could not believe it at all. After all, this was unreasonable. "Nangong Feiyu's father, Nangong Yun, was promoted from a military general to a senior martial emperor within a month. Please use your pig brain to think about it carefully. What's going on."

Amid the roar, the old Taoist flashed away, leaving Ma Zhiyuan sitting there in disbelief, looking disbelief.

At the corner of the street, Yitian stood under the shade of the tree, looking at the old Taoist who flashed, with a smile on his face Murong Xiaoye stood beside Yitian, feeling quite surprised by the old Taoist appearance, "Boy, how about we discuss a deal?"

Squinted his eyes slightly, the old Taoist looked at Yitian and laughed.

Yitian asked with a smile: "What kind of transaction, let's hear it."

The old Taoist looked at Murong Xiaoye and said, "I will sell you a favor, and you can do me a favor, how about it?"

Yitian smiled and said, "It depends on whether your favor is valuable. It will be easier for me to help this."

The old Taoist said, "You are satisfied with my favor. I will ask Ma Zhiyuan to join your team. You can help me get Changkong Wuji and Yi Qianjun out."

As soon as this said, Murong Xiaoye suddenly moved and asked: "Where are they, what happened?"

The old Taoist scratched his head and hesitated: "These two boys are not lucky and are controlled by Young Master Feifan. They should appear in the rematch tomorrow. The boy Changkong Wuji was soft-hearted, and Xu Hongying fell into Young Master Feifan. He could not compete with him. He wanted to protect Xu Hongying's safety and could only work hard for Duan Tiande's imperfect ghost."

Murong Xiaoye said anxiously: "Then isn't his current danger?"

Yitian frowned slightly and pondered: "There is no danger for the time being. Young Master Feifan came to them just to hide his strength. This rematch is extremely dangerous, and it is not so easy to get Changkong Wuji out."

Murong Xiaoye worriedly, "What should we do?"

Yitian was silent for a moment and comforted him: "You don't have to worry too much. Although Changkong Wuji is Xuanhuang, this time, in order to compete for the boundless city, Xuanhuang is not very useful. Young Master Feifan can only use them in the rematch. When the rematch is over, Changkong Wuji will lose his value and will be fine at that time."

The old Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid those two kids can't stand this rematch."
Chapter completed!