Transmigration Book

"Cough cough." It was still Mr. Ji, who finally resisted the urge to snatch his apprentice, and coughed a few times reservedly, reminding the noisy and red-faced brothers to pay attention to their image, "Looking at this, I'm afraid we can't stay here any longer. I'm taking a break here. Why don't you go to the courtyard and make a forum for the young people while the spirits are active now."

Only then did everyone react.The urge to roll up his sleeves for a fight suddenly cooled down, the hand that brushed his sleeves made a sharp turn, changed to a motion of gently tidying up his cuffs, and sat back in his armchair in a dignified manner.

"I heard that there is still a young man today who was also sent into the mansion by the Foreign Spirit Race..."

"If you're talking about Chu Fengyang, I think I know him a little bit."

A foreign spirit master just mentioned Chu Fengyang, but was interrupted by Mo Ziqi with a smile.

Today is different from the past, he is no longer that soft-spoken vagabond boy, but the quasi-successor of the Mo family, the first family in Zhongdu, a genius who has reached the level of Lingzun at a young age.Even a foreign spirit master in the realm of a master has to pay attention to and consider his attitude.

It's just that they didn't have much contact with Mo Ziqi, and it was rumored that Mo Ziqi was a ruthless person with a volatile personality, so he was a little uncertain about what he meant.

"You and Chu Fengyang are old?" Zhao Lao asked in a timely manner.

"There is not only the old, but also the enmity." Mo Ziqi said bluntly without hesitation, "When Mingxi and I went to find the Qianhuan Tinder Flower, it was this kid who played tricks behind the scenes and brought people from the Feng family. The new enmity Adding up old grudges, there will always be time to settle."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but fell silent.

Originally, he thought that he would not be able to receive such a talented apprentice like Murong Mingxi, so he would settle for the next best thing, and it would be okay to accept Chu Fengyang.Who knows, the experience behind this young man is even more shocking than his blockbuster achievements.

The Mohists in the central capital.At least in this generation, it will definitely not decline, but will become more prosperous.And the Mohists were originally the only power standing at the top of the continent.Who would easily come into contact with someone who "has an enmity" with the Mohist family?

Not to mention the current young man of the Mo family, but he is a ruthless master.Rao had to think twice because of their connections and status, so as not to bring disaster to the family.

They haven't had any contact with Chu Fengyang yet, so selling Mo Ziqi to save face is a sure thing.

"Ah Qi, do you really have a grudge against Chu Fengyang?" Murong Mingxi, holding three dumplings in his arms, landed on the back side by side with Mo Ziqi, asked in a low voice.

Mo Ziqi didn't fool a few old foxes, but it aroused Murong Mingxi's worry, and he couldn't laugh or cry.Avoiding the seriousness and consolingly, "It's not the kind of hatred you think. Don't worry, I'm fine."

The time to be truly blinded by hatred is over.

In his last life, he killed Chu Fengyang who was one step closer to the top, avenged Murong Mingxi, and ended those painful pasts.

In this life, he will not let Chu Fengyang go.It's not that he didn't let go, but that Chu Fengyang once said: As long as Murong Mingxi comes into contact with the Foreign Spirit Race, he and Murong Mingxi are destined not to be friends.

"It's fine. You see, you are always tense on weekdays. It seems that if you relax a little, you will lose something. With Ah Qi's ability, I am sure that everything can be done well. Don't push yourself Too tight and tired."

Mo Ziqi was taken aback, he didn't expect Murong Mingxi to say that.

He always thought that he had disguised himself well in front of Murong Mingxi.Even if he is not perfect, he should be a gentle, thoughtful, high-spirited young genius.But it never occurred to him that Murong Mingxi saw right through him from the very beginning, seeing the anxiety hidden in the deepest part of his heart with a single glance.

Mo Ziqi's eyes fluctuated with emotion.With trembling fingertips, he caressed Murong Mingxi's concerned eyes.The eyelashes subconsciously fluttered across Mo Ziqi's palm, making the softest part of Mo Ziqi's heart itch uncontrollably.

His Mingxi.That's it, eat him to death.Tell him life after life, he is reluctant to let go.