Immemorial War God

After seeing that kind of huge battle, besides being shocked, the miser also felt an additional sense of unfamiliarity and reverence towards Mo Feng, and did not dare to approach him. However, Mo Feng's current attitude allowed him to understand that Mo Feng was still that Mo Feng.    

    

"Where are we going now?" The miser supported Mo Feng up to a mountain, and asked after watching Mo Feng keep the puppet inside his storage ring.    

    

"To the Xuxu Empire." Mo Feng looked into the distance as a bright light flashed past his eyes.    

    

"Xuxu Empire?" The miser was stunned. What are we going to do there?    

    

The two empires are in such a tense situation. Mo Feng is so powerful, his talent is so abnormal, the Yan De Empire will definitely not let him leave, otherwise, he will be treated as a traitor of the Empire.    

    

However, before he could finish his words, the miser had already shut his mouth, turned to look at the battle with his mouth twitched, what empire's imperial family, all those late stage Astral Soul Realm experts had been killed, who was Mo Feng still to be afraid of?    

    

Looking at Mo Feng, the miser swallowed his saliva. Mo Feng's growth was simply too terrifying, completely beyond his imagination, and now that he thought about it, it was simply impossible to accept. Especially seeing Mo Feng's dying look, his heart felt even worse.    

    

"Mo Feng, you …"    

    

"Go and call the fatty back." The miser took a deep breath and looked at Mo Feng apologetically, but before he finished, Mo Feng had said with a faint smile. The miser was startled for a moment, then gratefully looked at Xu Feng and took out a sound transmission jade. At the same time, Mo Feng gave the mischievous aura of the miser's big fatty, and the miser gave the sound transmission jade over.    

    

"Swoosh."    

    

The two of them waited quietly. After half the time it took to brew a cup of tea, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them. The miser looked at the enormous figure in front of him and the corners of his eyes twitched.    

    

He didn't know when Mo Feng had gained such an important friend. Looking at it now, it was indeed worthy of the name of the big fatty, this body was just too huge.    

    

"Lord?" The big fatty's eyes appeared and landed on Mo Feng's body, and after being stunned for a moment he shouted out with uncertainty, he did not even dare to confirm that the person in front of him was Mo Feng.    

    

"Do I look strange?" The corner of the big fatty's mouth twitched. Even so, how could he be so optimistic?    

    

"Master? What's the matter with you? Can you recover it? " The fatty's expression turned serious as he asked worriedly. If it wasn't for Mo Feng, he wouldn't have been able to condense the golden body, and it was even difficult to break through to his current realm. Mo Feng was his life mentor, and seeing Mo Feng become like this made his heart ache.    

    

"Don't worry, it won't be long before I can recover." Mo Feng continued to laugh lightly, his current state of mind was extremely good, really good, was there anything more happy than the Heavenly Monarch's Will becoming stronger? Furthermore, he had obtained so many storage rings. With those items, his elemental energy would be raised to a whole new level and he would be able to continue forging puppets.    

    

The fatty nodded slightly, but he did not say anything. The worry in his eyes did not decrease at all.    

    

"Big fatty, I'm going to leave the Yan De Empire now. Are you coming with me?" Mo Feng asked with a faint smile. The big fatty had always been his friend in his heart, so he respected the other party's choice when it came to friends.    

    

"Lord, what do you mean by this?" The fat guy suddenly looked upset.    

    

"Are you trying to get rid of me? Don't even think about it! "    

    

Looking at the fat Mo Feng, he laughed, then shook his head and turned to look at the miser.    

    

"What about you?"    

    

"I …" The miser looked at Mo Feng for a moment, and then immediately became confused. After taking a deep breath, he spoke.    

    

"I'd like to see the outside world, but …" He hesitated.    

    

"If you have something to say, just say it." Mo Feng slightly restrained his expression and said.    

    

"Mo Feng, is our previous agreement still valid?"    

    

Mo Feng frowned, after that he remembered that the miser had helped him to find a spoon in the Evil Realm's assessment, the miser had asked him for a favor.    

    

"Speak." He gave the miser a deep look. Now that he had settled this matter with him, it seemed that his opponent was not weak. At the very least, he would need Astral Soul Realm to solve the problem.    

    

"I must solve this problem, or else I will never be at ease for the rest of my life." The miser took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice. Then, he bowed and cupped his fists.    

    

"I know that I don't have the ability to help you right now. When your left and right arms are not qualified, you can help me with this matter. My life is yours."    

    

Mo Feng frowned when he saw the miser's words. The miser's words instantly brought the distance between the two of them, and in his heart, the miser was just a friend who shared hardships with him.    

    

"Speak, what is it?" Mo Feng did not say that he was a friend, so he did not need to say such words. In terms of relationship, he was never a blabbering person.    

    

"I want you to help me kill someone." The miser stared straight at Mo Feng and said.    

    

"Who?" Mo Feng asked, he was not surprised at all by the miser's request for help. What he needed was definitely something that he could not do, other than treasure hunting or revenge, there were no other extraordinary things.    

    

"The son of the general of the border, Zhang Yulong!" The miser clenched his teeth as he spoke. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with endless hatred.    

    

Mo Feng frowned, the son of the general of the border, killing this person would be no small matter, but then his gaze turned ice-cold. He had already killed so many royal families, how could he be afraid of killing the son of a general of the border? It was fine if they killed the general!    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Mo Feng patted the miser's shoulder and said. The miser heaved a sigh of relief, cupped his fists to Mo Feng and thanked him before they left together for Red Sun City!    

    

Chiyang City was not a border city, but it was the territory of the General of the border.    

    

"miser, what have you done with this Zhang Yu Rong?"    

    

Along the way, the fatty grew up, Mo Feng sat on his shoulder comfortably and asked the miser.    

    

The miser remained silent. Mo Feng did not ask again, but the miser would definitely say something if he wanted to say it. He would not say a single word if he didn't want to say it.    

    

"I have to start from when I was in Starchild's Realm. At that time, I had a perfect family, with a wife and a daughter …"    

    

"Scum."    

    

After hearing what the miser had to say, a vicious look flashed across Mo Feng's face. The miser had lived a very happy life in the past, he had high innate talent and he also had a genius beauty's wife.    

    

However, his beautiful life was ruined by Zhang Yulong that day. Zhang Yulong had taken a fancy to the miser's wife's beauty, but not to his beauty, not to his dog blood, but to the miser's cultivation and talent. Not only that, the miser's daughter's talent was also very good.