Chapter 798

Three days later.

When Zheng Feiyue learned that Ming wangzong came, he knew that it was the seventh of Ming wangzong.

Although the quarrel in the Ming King's Hall did not flow out of the door, the deep-sea fish controlled by Zheng Feiyue got news from some secret channels.

The seventh brother of emperor wangzong of the Ming Dynasty was not simple. He resisted the pressure of the whole high level and killed an impending war in the cradle.

The whole Ming wangzong high-level didn't like him. They thought he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and it was difficult to achieve great things.

Zheng Feiyue appreciated this man very much.

In this world, people who follow the crowd don't know how many. In the end, they just disappear from everyone. On the contrary, there are not a few people who go against the current. There are different circumstances and natural encounters. Many people who are scolded as deviant have always been an example for future generations to praise and learn from.

Of course, this seven elder brother is greedy for life and afraid of death or deviant. I don't know until I've seen him.

The old seven came and asked the immortal bar at the door to inform him that it was the seven elders of the Ming wangzong who visited and had something to see shopkeeper Zheng. There was no great Friar's airs.

Zheng Feiyue has always been respected by people. I respect people by a foot. I went out to meet people in person and welcomed people into the immortal bar.

Lao Qi was very interested in this fairy bar and specially asked Zheng Feiyue to accompany him around. He looked around the box and yard, which was very similar to those tourists visiting the history museum on earth.

After the visit, the host and guest took their seats.

Li xiner came slowly, poured two cups of tea, smiled at Lao Qi, turned and left.

Old seven sighed, "it's beautiful, it's beautiful."

Zheng Feiyue said with a smile, "she's just a servant girl making tea and pouring water. She's not worth the praise of the seven elders!"

Seven was about to speak when he heard the sound of broken cups in the kitchen, mixed with a woman's low curse.

He laughed and said, "shopkeeper Zheng, your words make people angry. It's not a gentleman's style, but I want to state that what I said is beautiful, not her, but the scenery in the yard."

The voice fell, and there was another sound of smashing things in the kitchen.

Now it's Zheng Feiyue's turn to smile: "what's the beauty of the broken yard? Don't you say she's not as good as the broken yard? It's not a gentleman's style, ha ha ha!"

Old seven looked embarrassed.

Li xiner finally couldn't help it. He poked his head out of the kitchen and shouted, "talk about things and drink tea. Two big men make fun of me and a girl. Is it interesting? Is it human? Ah!"

Old seven couldn't lift his head when he was scolded, but he did make a mistake. It's hard to say a few words when he was scolded. He looked up unexpectedly, Ho!

Shopkeeper Zheng was calm and calm. Facing the sudden scolding of the strong wind, he looked calm and calm. After sipping a sip of tea, he raised a glass to the girl from a distance

Old seven made an instant evaluation: this person is very shameless, even to the point of spitting on his face. It's really difficult to deal with!

After scolding, Li xiner ran to the bar to stand guard. When someone came to the Internet, he was busy for a while. When he was free, he dragged his chin in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The old seven calmed down and said politely, "shopkeeper Zheng is tolerant and intelligent. He has created such a big foundation. I admire him."

"Where, where, the seven elders are quick thinking. They are the pillars of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. My little skills can't be on the table." Zheng Feiyue said.

Old seven smelled the speech, and a wry smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "to tell you the truth, I came to find shopkeeper Zheng this time, and I took on a great reputation. There is a great momentum between the senior management and me."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Zheng Feiyue asked knowingly.

The old seven didn't want to say more, shook his head and said, "in short, I'm not optimistic about the war between Ming wangzong and magic weapon Zong. I'm looking for shopkeeper Zheng today. I also want to ask a matchmaker to help make peace."

Zheng Feiyue showed a sudden expression, took a small sip of the tea cup and said, "it's not that I don't want to help. It's a little difficult."

"Why is it so difficult?" asked old seven.

Zheng Feiyue put down his tea cup and sighed: "I personally hope to avoid this war, but the magic weapon sect is now as powerful as a rainbow. You should have heard the comments on the street when you came, not to mention a Ming King sect. They even have the courage to fight with the six major sects at the same time. It's difficult to persuade peace at this time."

Lao Qi said positively, "the so-called three thousand days of inflammation is just a gimmick, which you and I all know. The Ming wangzong doesn't want to fight, not because he doesn't dare to fight, but because he doesn't want to lose both sides, and then be taken advantage of by other sects. I hope shopkeeper Zheng understands this."

"I understand, of course I understand." Zheng Feiyue nodded repeatedly, "but I understand it's useless. It has to be understood by the magic master. Do you understand what I mean?"

The old seven shook his head and said, "if they want to go to war, they will go to war long ago. My five brothers have been locked up in the magic weapon sect. The life card is not broken, which proves that the magic weapon sect dare not completely tear his face."

"Well... Maybe." Zheng Feiyue shrugged.

The old seven showed a smiling expression: "shopkeeper Zheng doesn't need to act. You and the magic weapon sect are grasshoppers on the same rope, a small alliance of righteousness. We don't know what the intention is."

Zheng Feiyue narrowed his eyes. The seven elders were smarter than he thought.

"Ha ha, this has nothing to do with me. When the magic weapon sect wanted to establish its prestige, Juyi alliance just popped out. Leader Mo naturally wanted to seize this opportunity and spend some time. I'm just an errand runner."

The old seven shook his head and said, "Mo Qinghai has a mind and ambition. He can't think of such a means. Looking at the world, only shopkeeper Zheng can have such thinking!"

That's beautiful.

Zheng Feiyue couldn't help laughing and said, "the seven elders are really a wonderful person. For your sake, I'll go to the magic weapon sect myself, but I can't guarantee whether it can be done in advance."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Zheng." old seven bowed his hand.

"It's easy to say."

Zheng Feiyue got up and continued the tea for the two people. He said with a smile, "the seven elders came here not just to seek peace? You and I are like old friends at first sight, but it doesn't hurt to say anything."

The old seven said with a smile, "shopkeeper Zheng is quick to talk. I won't hide it. I just ask: is Wang Po in the magic weapon sect?"

When he finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zheng Feiyue.

Zheng Feiyue looked as usual and didn't reveal anything worth pondering. He just smiled and said, "I don't know where Wang Po is. Why did the seven elders ask me?"

"The Ming Wang clan searched the whole East bank, but I didn't find the trace of Wang Po. I can't think of any other possibility except the magic weapon clan. I'm here today to find out." the old seven said.

Zheng Feiyue: "the seven elders suspected that people were in the magic weapon sect, so they went to the magic weapon sect to ask. I have already said that whether Wang Po was alive or dead, good or bad, has nothing to do with me."

"How do you explain the five hundred bottles of Tianmo pill?"

Old seven suddenly raised his voice. His words were sharp and aggressive!