When laughter came, Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw a young man in black robes, pulling a little girl, squeezing in from the crowd.
A familiar face couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Qiuyue finally thought that this young man had left some impression on her.
"You, the second time you went to Kunshan and provoked a spirit fight, weren't you killed by someone else's spirit?"
Qiuyue looked at the young man in black robe in astonishment, it was Ye Duoduo, and couldn't help but scream in surprise.
However, she finally said the words.
Ye Duoduo looked Qiuyue up and down with a smile.
"Hehehehe——"
"President Feng, are you okay?"
"Master is very good."
Qiuyue nodded.
Immediately, he pulled Ye Duoduo's sleeves and whispered.
"You weren't killed by someone else's soul?"
"Come on, don't offend this doll."
Qiuyue was cultivating her soul power behind closed doors. She didn't know anything about what was happening in the outside world these days.
I only thought that when Ye Duoduo went to Kunshan the second time, he was destroyed by the soul of the former head Han Biao.
However, Ye Duoduo is still alive. She knew that Ye Duoduo could only face the Kunshan faction's pursuit and provocation of fighting spirit.
Once discovered by the Kunshan Sect, they will definitely be destroyed by their souls.
"Ah yo——"
"What, you want a hero to save the beauty?"
There was no hint of coldness on his face.
However, Mo Han's face turned gloomy for a moment, and he laughed strangely, holding the Ice Spirit Fruit in his hand.
"I have bought this Ice Spirit Fruit, so get out of here."
"Hey, I would like to advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, you can enter the royal capital, but you can't get out of the royal capital."
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo looked at that arrogant and domineering face and smiled lightly. Too lazy to talk to him. He raised his hand and launched the Wind Wheel Technique towards Mo Han. A sudden surge of suction force forcefully sucked the Ice Spirit Fruit from his hand.
"You bastard, you are provoking a soul fight and want to destroy the soul."
Ye Duoduo activated his soul power, and Mo Han's expression changed and he shouted angrily.
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen magicians rushed towards Ye Duoduo like hungry tigers and wolves.
"boom--"
Ye Duoduo looked calmly at the dozen magicians who were rushing towards them. He casually waved his sleeves and robe, and a wisp of rich soul energy surged out and hit the chests of more than a dozen magicians.
The powerful and rich soul energy directly knocked these magicians flying backwards, hitting the crowd heavily, and bursts of wailing sounds could be heard.
"Ah yo——"
More than a dozen magicians were all defeated and injured by Ye Duoduo.
Mo Han was startled and was about to yell. But he saw a figure flashing past, and the young man in black robe appeared in front of him, with a slender palm gently covering his chest. An indifferent voice sounded in his ears.
"This is the Alchemist Association. There are many people and it is noisy. However, you are a scumbag in the trading area. On behalf of President Murong Dan, I will help clean up."
A wisp of rich soul energy suddenly burst out against Mo Han's palm.
"Pfft——"
In the trading area, one after another looked at him in astonishment, watching Mo Han's soul hurt so much that he flew backwards.
"Pfft——"
A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and his body was spread on the ground for more than ten meters before it stopped.
Ye Duoduo used his soul power at will, but his soul was defeated and injured. Those who were watching the fight felt a sense of surprise in their hearts.
"ah--"
Mo Han's character is very poor. After all, he is still a devil master with three rounds of soul rings. Unexpectedly, he couldn't withstand Ye Duoduo's soul power. He couldn't even catch it in one round of soul fighting.
Surprised, people could only cast pleasant glances. Sympathizing with Ye Duoduo's spirit fighting style, he was afraid of offending that old man Mo Zhongyu. He is just a protector.
In the Alchemist Association, only a few people dared to provoke him. Most of the people were somewhat afraid of this old man who had an eccentric personality and was protective of his shortcomings.
"Ye Duoduo, you..."
"well--"
"You're in trouble!"
"Quick, follow me."
Qiuyue was only surprised that Ye Duoduo activated his soul power and provoked a soul fight.
Looking at Mo Han lying on the ground in the distance, wailing constantly, he could only quickly hold Ye Duoduo's hand and speak in a low voice, looking a little anxious.
Ye Duoduo was pulled by Qiuyue and did not resist. He glanced sideways at Mohan, who was still shouting not far away. He took Man Ling'er with his backhand and followed Qiuyue out of the noisy trading area.
The three of them held hands and squeezed out of the crowd.
Qiuyue didn't stop, she pulled Ye Duoduo and ran outside towards the Alchemist Association.
Ye Duoduo was helpless for a moment, broke away from her delicate hand and smiled at her.
"Hehehehe——"
"Hey, isn't he just a useless person, a useless and mediocre second-generation boy? Does he need to be like this?"
"well--"
"This doll is indeed useless. However, his master is the elder of the General Assembly and his status is not low. He is very popular in the capital city."
"He is very defensive. If this kid goes to complain, you will suffer. The old man will definitely not let you go."
However, Qiuyue didn't know that Ye Duoduo was not afraid of the sky or the earth, but he was also afraid of an elder of the Alchemist Association.
"President Feng Xiang, isn't Mo Zhongyu an elder of the union? Are you still afraid of him?" President Inova - it seems he is also an elder of the union. Why are you still afraid of him? "
Chen Yaoxing
Ye Duoduo frowned.
"Master is only a fourth-level alchemist. Mo Zhongyu is a fifth-level alchemist. In terms of alchemy skills, although there is a difference in level between him and the vice-president, is he still one level higher than the master?"
Qiuyue sighed.
Ye Duoduo suddenly realized.
In the Dahua Empire, there are more than a dozen alchemists of four levels. There are only a few alchemists of the fifth level.
The alchemist level is promoted. Some alchemists with weaker talents and potential may stay at this level for the rest of their lives.
Similar to how Ye Duoduo attracts the transformed spirit fire and relies on the help of Changduo's soul body to improve his level, I'm afraid he is the only one on the Wuzhou Continent.
The difference in soul power level between a four-level alchemist and a fifth-level alchemist, a four-round soul ring demon master and a fifth-level demon master is just one soul ring lower.
"Hey, don't worry. I can take care of myself. Just now, I couldn't stand this kind of scum, so I activated my soul power and started a soul fight. I didn't want to hurt his soul."
"Hehehehe——"
"It's okay, don't worry! An elder won't do anything to me? Even President Feng Xiang won't say anything?"
Ye Duoduo looked at Qiuyue, with worry and anxiety on her pretty face, a look of helplessness.
But he didn't expect that activating his soul power and provoking a spirit fight just to help would cause Qiu Yue to worry. I can only offer words of comfort.
"oh--"
"It's okay. Boy, you have such a strong tone. In the capital city, there is no such thing as soul-damaging my disciple. You said it's okay, I said you're okay, what's the matter?
Suddenly, a sneer came from the general hall.
Some of the people accompanying him rushed over quickly and aggressively.
The leader was an old man wearing an alchemist's robe, and he was obviously wearing a snow-white crescent moon on his chest. A cauldron of alchemy furnace, with five rays of snow-white light shining, the pattern is obviously that of five levels of alchemists.
The robes were shaking and the light was shining, which was very dazzling.
"Ah--"
"A five-level alchemist."
People coming and going stopped in their tracks when they saw that honor, their faces full of awe, and they were also very envious.
Qiuyue saw the old man coming, and her pretty face suddenly changed. It’s never too late to complain in my heart.
Why did this old immortal come here all of a sudden?
"oh--"
"He is Mo Zhongyu."
