C34 Old fox, little fox

Thinking about that, Deacon Zhang was drenched in cold sweat, he was so terrified that his entire body was trembling, seeing the fear in Mo Feng's eyes, he did not say a word, and had already schemed for a life, he had no way to retaliate.

"Plop!"

Hearing this, the Quanshen was speechless, and turned to look at Mo Feng with a questioning look. Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders, and a black line appeared on the Quanshen's forehead, cursing him as an old fox, in his heart. He couldn't possibly say that he was wrong about helping him keep all his belongings, and he couldn't possibly pursue this matter unduly, otherwise, it would just be letting off the truth of being an outsider, and how he would manage the others when the time comes.

He could not help but have a headache. He was stuck between a little fox and an old fox. Both of them threw the ball to him, allowing him to kick it.

"Apologize to Mo Feng then." He waved his hand and said.

Deacon Zhang was elated so he immediately stood up. This move allowed him to escape from danger in an instant. Walking towards Mo Feng, the corner of his mouth turned into a sinister smile.

"Trash, you think you can fight me? "You're still a bit too inexperienced!"

Mo Feng's gaze turned stern. You want to let it go so easily?

"Shua!"

"Bam!"

He rushed forward and kicked Deacon Zhang's butt, the Deacon Zhang did not expect Mo Feng to make a move, and with a slight misstep, he was kicked to the ground. once again rushed forward and slapped Deacon Zhang in the face!

"Pah!"

The loud and clear slap resounded across the hall. Everyone's face twitched, they couldn't help but to raise their hands to rub their faces, this slap was much heavier than Quanshen's, when they heard the slap, their hearts jumped, they suspected that Deacon Zhang's head would be chopped off.

"Bam!"

Deacon Zhang's forehead heavily smashed onto the ground, his head was buzzing, and he was unable to recover his senses for a moment.

"Cough, cough, cough." His body twitched twice as blood flowed out from his mouth, followed by three teeth.

"You!" Quanshen opened his mouth, speechless.

"Little fox!" Because he didn't dare to touch Mo Feng. If he dared to touch Mo Feng, it would mean that he would never be able to regain his former glory, and would never be able to touch women, and would never have children.

"Ugh …" Deacon Zhang covered his mouth and stood up, his head still buzzing, he spread open his hands, which were covered in blood. Just as he opened his mouth, he felt air seeping out of his mouth, sensing it carefully, he immediately felt a sharp pain, seeing the three bloody teeth on the ground, Deacon Zhang's hair stood up.

"Beast!"

Quanshen hitting him is one thing, but you, a trash, actually dared to hit me, and you're even beating me up so ruthlessly! I'll take your life!

"Roar!"

Mo Feng watched as he rushed forward with a faint smile, like a cheetah. At this time, the Quanshen suddenly stepped forward and blocked his path.

"Bam!"

Quanshen grabbed Deacon Zhang's fist, his eyes cold.

"Deacon Zhang, what are you doing?! How dare you kill someone here?!"

"Quanshen, he broke three of my teeth!" Deacon Zhang was like a ferocious ghost, looking at Mo Feng with a ferocious expression, he roared.

"You asked for it!"

Deacon Zhang did not listen to Quanshen's words anymore, as he continued to watch Mo Feng's killing intent grow stronger and stronger.

"Breaking three of your teeth is still okay, but do you still have any teeth left?"

"Domineering!"

Everyone was stunned once again, the only person who dared to talk to Deacon Zhang like that, was Mo Feng.

"Deacon Zhang, calm down!" Even though he shouted loudly, Deacon Zhang did not listen to him. Mo Yi Bin was stunned seeing this, his eyes was full of shock as he looked at Mo Feng.

"Just what kind of power does he have that can make the Quanshen help him like this? Is this what he's qualified to be so arrogant for?"

"Phew! Phew!" Deacon Zhang was so angry that his chest was moving up and down. He looked at Mo Feng with his red eyes and did not struggle anymore.

"Quanshen, I am only helping him to temporarily keep his belongings. He has not only slapped my face, it is also your face, the face of the entire Alchemists Union!"

Deacon Zhang's righteous words did not know what to say. If he was too biased against Mo Feng, he would definitely make the decision.

"Hmph, temporarily taking care of my belongings." Mo Feng stood up and laughed coldly.

"You took it into your own pocket without my permission. You said you were temporarily taking care of it? "Okay, then give me your things, how about I temporarily help you keep it?"

Deacon Zhang's expression slightly changed. Mo Feng continued:

"It's already reasonable for me to steal from you, I'm already kind enough to smack you in the mouth!"

Mo Feng's argument was reasonable and irrefutable, but Deacon Zhang's anger was growing stronger. Did this mean that he had suffered a slap in the face for nothing? Just as he was about to speak, Mo Yi Bin pulled him back and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear,

"Bear with it for a while. Once he leaves the Alchemists Union, it will be his funeral!"

"Humph!"

Deacon Zhang looked at Mo Feng venomously, waved his sleeves, and left.

Mo Feng sneered, walked to the front of the counter, patted on the Common Level Pill Cauldron, and said to Quanshen:

"Do you mind if I use this pile of things to buy this Pill Cauldron?"

The Quanshen nodded his head, he did not even glance at the pile of things. For his life, he would agree to anything Mo Feng asked for.

Mo Feng smirked, placed the Pill Cauldron back into the storage bag, glanced at Mo Yi Bin, and turned to leave.

"Damn." Looking at Mo Feng's back, Mo Yi Bin's face darkened. He failed to sell the Pill Cauldron today and was slapped several times on the face, making him lose face.

"Master Hua, I'm begging you, my father is almost unable to hold on. I will definitely gather the remaining star stones for you slowly in the future. Please help me refine the pills."

Inside a great hall of the Alchemists Union, Pei Siyu and the woman stood in front of an old man, praying bitterly.

"8,000 star stones, I can't lose even one. Don't waste my time here without one." The old man's face was full of impatience.

"Master Hua, I beg of you, I really don't have that many Star Stones on me. I'll definitely make it up to you in the future!" Pei Siyu stopped the old man, his eyes turning red. Eight thousand star stones was a huge sum of money to a rogue cultivator like her, her father wouldn't be able to hold on for more than a few days.