C660 Come to Second Star City
C660 Come to Second Star City
"Humph!" Liu Yuanbi saw that he could not beat Liu Ruomei, so he snorted and stopped talking.
"Second Younger Brother, what Fourth Younger Sister said makes sense. We should all fight against the enemy now. Even if there is anything wrong with that servant, we have to wait until we return to the city." Liu Shengfei suddenly spoke, which made Liu Yuanbi slightly stunned. Why did Yang stand on the side of that wretched girl? But when he saw Liu Shengfei's look, he immediately understood. Yang was using that brat first, then slowly settle the score. It was better for Yang to be smart.
At this time, Lu Zhanchang let out a breath of turbid air. His eyes were like lightning. "Fourth Miss, do you know how he survived?"
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When he returned to his room, Feng Yimo seized the opportunity to cultivate. When he saw Liu Yuanbi, even if he had obtained glory for Liuyu City, he would not let him go. That night's incident was like a thorn stabbing between the two of them. It could not be erased or erased. He had to have the ability to protect himself.
The innate true qi in his dantian was growing stronger and stronger day by day. It was entrenched in his depleted spiritual sea, but unfortunately, it could not replace his spiritual power. Currently, the most important thing was to stand out in the Martial Tao Slave competition and fight for Hsingyi Mansion.
There were 314 cities in the entire Hsingyi Mansion, and each city had at least 15 participants. Small cities like Liuyu City, Pengjia City, and other small cities all had 15 participants. The cities that were ranked in the front were at most 30 participants, and there were more than 5000 people in total. These martial artists were all carefully selected from each city, and there was no lack of Xiantian martial artists among them.
This depended on the ability, ability, and courage of each city. Whether or not they could recruit Xiantian martial artists would depend on whether or not they could. The price of a Xiantian martial artist was much higher than a Nascent Infant Late Period!
Although Feng Yimo was confident that his current strength would not lose to a Xiantian warrior, the world was vast and full of wonders. It was better to increase his cultivation to the maximum.
While he was cultivating the Mixed Origin Arts, he took out the Spirit Crystal from his purse and held it in his hand. He used his weak devouring power to absorb some of the weak spirit energy contained within, hoping that he could absorb some of it. He didn't ask for anything else. All he wanted was to be able to develop his mind consciousness and open the three Storage Bags.
However, just as he circulated the devouring power, the Xiantian True Qi produced by the Mixed Origin Arts was completely absorbed. He had no choice but to stop devouring it. He smiled bitterly in his heart.
It seemed that he still couldn't do it. He could only put away the Spirit Crystal and focus on cultivating the Mixed Origin Arts.
Four hours later, Feng Yimo discovered to his surprise that the innate true qi devoured by the devouring power was actually left in his meridians, repairing the damaged meridians at an extremely slow speed! Although it was extremely slow, like a snail crawling, it allowed Feng Yimo to see hope.
In the midst of his joy, Feng Yimo hastened his cultivation. When the innate zhenqi was accumulated to a certain extent, he would immediately circulate the devouring power and endure the pain, devouring everything clean. This cycle repeated without any fatigue.
Two days passed quickly. Feng Yimo even ate in his room. He asked the waiter to deliver the food to him. He did not leave or leave his room, but only recovered less than 1%.
On the morning of the third day, Liu Ruomei came to Feng Yimo's room. "It's time to leave."
"Yes, Fourth Miss!" Feng Yimo replied. He got up and picked up the bag. He went outside and said, "I'm ready."
"Okay," Fourth Miss said. Liu Ruomei turned around and left Feng Yimo with a graceful back.
Because she met First Young Master and Second Young Master, Fourth Miss gave up Feng Yimo's horse. She thought that the young masters could let the injured Nascent Infant Late Period warriors ride the horse, but Liu Shengfei spent money to buy a carriage with a hood. Using the horse, he and Liu Yuanbi sat in the carriage.
Liu Ruomei looked at the two of them with dissatisfaction. She paid for a carriage that wasn't slow and let the three injured men sit in it. The group of seven rushed to Xingyi City.
It took them more than half a day to travel five hundred miles. Feng Yimo looked at the huge city and was secretly shocked.
The city wall of Xingyi City was eighty feet tall and was made of huge black rocks. Each piece of rock weighed thousands of pounds. No one knew how long it had been there. It was grayish-brown in color. If one looked closely, it was made of blood. The entire city was in the shape of a square. It was three hundred miles long and two hundred miles wide. There were seven to eight million residents in the city. It could be said that it was very lively and noisy.
They were approaching the east gate. The city gate was three hundred zhang wide and eight zhang tall. It was majestic and majestic.
At this time, most of the people rushing to the city gate were representatives from different cities. Each of them was arrogant and full of people. They were the young masters and young ladies of the various city lords. They were accompanied by slaves, warriors, and carriages. They were huge and luxurious. Only the Liuyu City side was in a miserable state.
"Yo, could this be the Liuyu City's team? Why are they in such a sorry state?"
Just as Liu Ruomei and the others were about to enter the city, a disharmonious voice suddenly sounded. It was as if no one else could hear it. The voice was loud and heroic. It attracted the attention of many people to look at Liu Ruomei's side.
They only had a carriage with a hood, and only a horse with a horn was pulling it. The other carriage was an extremely ordinary one. The rest of Feng Yimo and Liu Ruomei were walking, so they naturally did not fit in and were very uncomfortable.
"Peng Mingshang!" Liu Ruomei gritted her teeth and her eyes were burning with anger. She really wanted to bite that person.
Someone from Pengjia City? When Feng Yimo heard Peng Mingshang, his eyes narrowed. A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes. His right hand involuntarily grabbed the hilt of the Blunt Slow Sword.
"Haha, Fourth Miss of the Liu Family? You are a young lady from a big family. Why did you show your face? Why did not Maidservant serve you? Look at you. You are covered in dirt and dirt as if you are begging for food. It is really hard on you. Right. Where are the martial artists who are participating in the competition? Could it be that you've achieved something? Could it be that he is the only kid? Tsk tsk, your Liuyu City is too useless. You don't even have any decent warriors. I advise you all to go back quickly. Don't make a fool of yourself! Hahaha! " Peng Mingshang said proudly.
The reason why he said that was because he saw Liu Ruoyun lying in Liu Yuanbi's tent with her messy clothes. He thought she was Liu Ruomei's maid who was sleeping with Liu Yuanbi. He saw Liu Ruoyun was as beautiful as a flower. When he saw her lust rise, he raped Liu Ruoyun. He took this opportunity to cut off the face of Liuyu City and angered Liu Ruomei even more.
"Peng Mingshang, return my fifth sister's life!" Liu Ruomei's eyes were red and she jumped towards Peng Mingshang to take revenge for Liu Ruoyun.
Peng Mingshang was feeling proud when he heard Liu Ruomei's words. He was stunned. Fifth sister, the fifth miss of Liuyu City, Liu Ruoyun? She was dead?