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“Public losers? Lu?”
Hearing the names of the 2 clan, white clothed youth murmured, but it seemed that there was no jealous expression on his face for the name of the 2 clan.
“If the reception is not good, it is indeed a mistake of my tribe. Today is the day when my tribe is younger, and it is also a grand event for our Mo. I hope you can understand.”
At this point, the face of white clothed youth suddenly became cold, and his voice became cold: “But, my Mo people, can’t you turn to discipline?”
“We don’t want to cause any trouble, but it’s no wonder I was bullied.” Qin Yichen was just shrugged and looked helpless.
“Hehe, that’s a big breath.”
The white clothed youth’s eyes were slightly gloomy. From the tone of Qin Yichen, he didn’t notice the respect of the foreigners to the Mo!
“Aren’t you looking for someone? Try it with me, how about I take you?”
After paused, the silver youth’s eyes narrowed slightly, said.
“What to try?”
Lu Xiaoguan frowned, asked.
“Since you are both class survivors, then follow the rules of the class and naturally test the artisan’s way.” White clothed youth laughed, looking so proud.
Hearing this, both Lu Xiaoguan and the Gongyi converted their faces.
If this guy said that he tried Spirit Power, then they simply didn’t care. After all, Qin Yichen’s Spirit Power was placed there. Although this young man had broken through to the prefecture level, they had enough confidence in Qin Yichen.
But if it is better than the artisan’s way …
In their impression, Qin Yichen not at all has portrayed anything after being out of the public losing race, how can it be compared with the Mo people who grew up in this fiercely competitive environment!
“Just as you said.”
However, before they refused, Qin Yichen’s voice was already ringing.
“Okay, kind!”
Hearing Qin Yichen’s offer, there was an unexpected expression on the white clothed youth face.
“pa !pa! ”
With this young pats hand, many people from the black crowd, came up with 2 giant trees. At the same time, the black crowd is also looking towards this side.
“Well? Is Mo Xun trying to compare them to artisans?”
“Cut, I don’t know which brat who doesn’t understand the rules. It is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Although Mo Xun is not my younger generation Number One Person, his strength can definitely rank in the top 5! “
“Ridiculous!”
A path of loud noise also rang from the sea of people. The many Mo people were all looking at Qin Yichen with a playful look.
“100-year-old Kuigang?”
When the people carrying the giant tree approached, Lu Xiaoguan pump suddenly shrank, cry out in surprise.
The 100-year-old Kuigang is one of the best choices for carving by artisans!
Among the Lu people, there is a place dedicated to the cultivation of Kuigang trees. However, because the requirements for the growth of Kuigang trees are too harsh, and because of the extremely slow growth, they produce very few quantities.
Only some Old Guys and younger generations are qualified to use these things.
However, in the Mo race, they only used a rare material that seemed to be farce, and they used these rare materials. It can be seen that the rich and imposing of the Mo race are far better than their 2 races!
As for Lu Xiaoguan’s reaction, Mo Xun seemed to have expected half of it. His eyes were as if he were treating a few country bumpkins, full of disdain.
In the middle of the crowd, there is a high platform.
On the high platform, five old men wearing black robes stood up, their eyes were deep. They just stood there quietly, a vague wave, but they kept rippling from their body.
These five old men are Elder of Mo nationality!
As for what happened over there, they also learned through clansman’s obituary.
However, they also do not mean to stop at all.
In their view, Mo Xun’s approach is in line with their appetite. If they were not worried about the stigma of bullying youngster, they would have taken the initiative.
Those who dare to stalk the wild among the Mo people, in the last ages, rarely meet one!
“despair!”
Soon, two pieces of about one zhang long and one meter of 2-year-old kuigang were placed on the left and right sides of two people.
“Boy, you still have one last chance. If you give me a hoe now, I can forgive the rudeness before!”
Mo Xun laughed at the corner of his mouth and smiled at Qin Yichen.
In this attitude, they are not regarded as the etiquette of the Banmen nobles at all, and some are just self-centered pride!
“I hope that your craftsmanship will be as powerful as your tongue.”
Qin Yichen glanced at him, and in a word, he let the latter swallow the rest of the ridicule.
“Good! Good!”
As the most dazzling genius among the younger generation of Mo people, He has been so ironic, even more how, this guy is just a foreigner.
Mo Xun trembled with anger, his fingers nodded Qin Yichen a bit, and his eyes were full of gloom.
As if, he is already thinking, what to do with this guy after letting this guy know what is happening after viewing the sky from the bottom of a well!
After all, they are the same people of the Benmen family, it is not easy to tear their faces and die, but if they let them go too easily, it is difficult to vent their hatred.
“That guy, is it courting death?”
“Doesn’t he know that Mo Xun’s Spirit Power has been promoted to the prefecture level? He is a spirit-breaking guy, what compares to Mo Xun?”
“It’s ridiculous that he dare to compare with Mo Xun, but he has entered the unity of man and god several times!”
“Hehe, presumably they don’t even know what it means to be a human being?”
In the amusement of a path of teasing, the sound of ridicule sounded without any suppression.
“hmph! ”
Later, Mo Xun didn’t quarrel with Qin Yichen anymore, because he found that the benefit of the latter’s tongue is not a level with him simply. Instead of touching a covered in dirt, it is better to end the farce quickly Shame them!
“shua shua !”
A bit of cold glow flickered in Mo Xun’s hand, and then, his palm quickly danced on the 100-year-old Kui Gangmu, a trace of sawdust falling down quickly.
“It is indeed Mo Xun. It seems that he still has reservations on the big contest just now!”
“His … Looking at Mo Xun, he seems to want to carve Puppet Beast!”
With the movement of Mo Xun, the crowd became quiet after 2 noises, each and everyone Mo clansman, staring at Mo Xun’s hand intently, for fear of disturbing the latter, or What was missed in general.