Just as Mochizuki and the others were talking, suddenly there was a gust of wind outside the window.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible power swept across.
Almost instantly, Mochizuki and the three frowned.
“Ok?”
“Could it be that the junior has arrived?”
“Is it here so fast?”
Mochizuki River whispered in a deep voice, his old eyes were full of murderous intent.
“Good to come.”
“Since it has arrived, then we will go and take his dog life.”
Ishiyelong gave a gloomy eyebrow, sneered, and raised his knife.
However, just as the three of them were preparing to go out, a powerful and majestic sound swept from outside the hall.
“One of the six pillar nations of China, Mo Wuya, son of the King of Fighters, came to visit.”
“Please also the Lord of Sword God, come out and see you!”
…..
“…Please Sword God, come out and see you~”
…….
The sound of vigor resounded like a rolling thunder.
The entire Sword God Palace was shaking under this voice.
After hearing this, Ishiyelong and others were all taken aback.
“what?”
“Mo Wuya?”
“Son of the King of Fighters?”
“What is he doing?”
The three of Mochizuki River were stunned, with eyes full of doubts.
Due to historical reasons, Chinese and Japanese martial arts have little contact.
However, Mochizuki and the others had undoubtedly heard of it, one of the six pillar kingdoms of China, the name of the King of Fighters.
But the son of the king of fighters, a younger generation, they have never even heard of it, let alone have any contacts.
This is so good. Why did you come to visit the Sword God Palace suddenly?
“Could it be the lobbyist sent by Huaxia Wushen Temple to plead with Ye Fan?” Sword God frowned.
“Don’t guess first.”
“Just call them in and ask about the specifics.”
Ishiye Ryuichi was impatient, so he didn’t want to figure it out, so he directly invited Mo Wuya into the Sword God Palace.
No one knows what the hell the king of fighters’ son was doing when he came to the Sword God Palace.
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At this time, Ye Fan was walking around the streets of Dongjing with Liang Palace Yingyue.
The clean and tidy streets stretch out to the horizon in this way.
On both sides of the road, there are pedestrians like weaving and towering old trees.
The city of Dongjing has the prosperity that a big city should have, but it also has the quietness that is rare in a city.
Here, you can’t hear the whistle like boiling water when traffic jams.
There are no pedestrians walking in a hurry.
The pace here is slow, and everyone seems to be enjoying life attentively.
A couple was taking pictures on the side of the road, and they smiled knowingly when the shutter was pressed.
There are also old people passing by, feeding the pigeons stopped at the intersection.
Haruhi Yingyue seems to enjoy this kind of life very much, along the way, he bounces and talks like a sparrow in June.
The pink skirt flutters in the wind.
Who said Dongjing’s cherry blossom trees hadn’t bloomed yet, and the girl in front of her was the cherry blossoms in full bloom on the streets of Dongjing.
“Master, I really envy you.”
“Be free to do whatever you want.”
“There is no shackles of the family, nor the shackles of the teacher.”
“Like the cherry blossoms, drifting freely with the wind.”
Haruhi Yingyue said softly.
Ye Fan chuckled slightly when he heard it.
“I came from a poor family, and in the eyes of others, I am a mean countryman and a useless son-in-law.”
“Over the years, people who laugh at me are everywhere, but you are the first one to say that they envy me?”
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