Immemorial War God

"Shh!"    

Right after he asked, Mo Feng immediately made a gesture to keep quiet, causing the Xin'er to immediately shut up. He could only suppress his curiosity and stand quietly at the side to see what Mo Feng was up to.    

"Bam!"    

After waiting for an hour, he saw that a door had been opened on the tough wall of the Beast Battling Arena.    

"This …" Xin'er looked at the door open in shock, then looked at Mo Feng even more surprised. This was still the first time Mo Feng came to the Gold Sale Cave, she had stayed in the Gold Sale Cave for so long yet didn't know there was such a backdoor, how did Mo Feng know about it?    

"Da!" Not long later, a figure walked out from the back door, his face covered with a cloth so no one could see his appearance. The man who closed the back door could not move anymore, he turned and looked at Mo Feng and the other two, a cold light flashed past his eyes, he did not say a word, and his figure disappeared in a flash.    

"Chase after him."    

"Shua!"    

Mo Feng's voice resounded, and in a flash, he disappeared from where he stood as a purple shadow. Xin'er was stunned for a moment, and before he could come to his senses, Mo Feng was nowhere to be seen.    

"Shua!"    

The masked man that came out from the beast battle arena stopped at a rooftop, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he looked at Mo Feng, who had just appeared opposite him.    

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my path?"    

"I mean no harm. I just want to trade you something." Mo Feng laughed lightly. Only now did the Xin'er catch up, and looked at Mo Feng with a face full of astonishment, then at the masked man with a stupefied face. Deal? What deal? Are you familiar with them?    

"I don't have anything good to trade, so don't block my way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." The masked man said coldly as he turned around and left.    

"Is that so? I wonder how much capital the Heavenly Sacrifice Golden Horn Deer was in the deal? " Mo Feng said indifferently, he did not move, as though he had already taken care of the masked man.    

Whoosh. The masked man's body returned to his original position, looking at Mo Feng's face filled with killing intent, he unhesitatingly took out his sword, feeling suspicious of how Mo Feng seemed to have been waiting for a long time, there was no need to speak anymore, the threat had to be removed!    

"You'd better think it through before you act." Mo Feng said coldly, as he pulled Xin'er over.    

"Ah, let go!" Xin'er shouted in shock and patted on Mo Feng's chest. This was already the first time he had taken advantage of her.    

"Can you leave the two of us alone? She is Red Dust Inn's number one card, I can guarantee that the entire Gold Sale Cave will know about you before tomorrow! "    

The masked man did not utter a word, he stared straight at Mo Feng, his killing intent continuously flowing out. Mo Feng had a cold smile on his face, as though he was not afraid of the masked man disagreeing.    

After a long while, the murderous intent in the masked man's eyes finally disappeared.    

"What do you want?"    

"demon leather cloak!"    

"What!" The masked man's pupils shrank as he could not help but say:    

"How do you know!"    

Mo Feng slightly smiled and said:    

"You don't need to worry about how I know. I only need to know, demon leather cloak, how many star stones do you need before you make your move?"    

The masked man looked deeply at Mo Feng, and said coldly:    

"Since you know of the demon leather cloak, then you should also know that this demon leather cloak is already damaged. Furthermore, this is my family treasure, I cannot trade it with you."    

"I want the damaged ones as well. As for the heirloons, don't you think those words are laughable?" Mo Feng sneered. In the Beast Fighting Arena, there was not a single good thing that could survive, but heirlooms was even more laughable.    

The masked man's gaze turned cold, and his face under the mask turned incomparably gloomy.    

"I need the demon leather cloak. Give me your conditions." Mo Feng said indifferently, he did not have the time to talk nonsense.    

"Alright." After a long while, the masked man finally loosened his grip.    

"If you agree to a request from me, the demon leather cloak will belong to you."    

"What condition?"    

"I want Wang Yanqing's life!" The masked man growled, full of hatred.    

"Oh?" Mo Feng raised his eyebrows, why did Wang Yanqing get into an enmity with him?    

"Can you tell me why?" Wang Yanqing still owed him something, but it was along the way, but he was still curious about the reason behind it.    

"Do you want to know? "Ha!" The masked man laughed at himself and said:    

"He raped and killed my wife a year ago. The reason I came back to the beast fighting arena this time is to accumulate enough star stones to hire and murder him!" After he finished speaking, the masked man's eyes were filled with endless killing intent and hatred.    

"Do you have the strength to kill him?" The masked man stared intently at Mo Feng, demon leather cloak was something that he had obtained through a stroke of luck, he had always kept it as a treasure and prepared for the events there. He did not think that Mo Feng would take out much of the star stones, and he even more so did not want to take action against him.    

"No problem." Mo Feng said indifferently, he was just about to collect the interest, he did not expect Wang Yanqing to be not only shameless, but also this kind of trash, then he really shouldn't live in this world anymore.    

"I hope you have the ability." The masked man snorted, as if doubting Mo Feng's capabilities. After all, he was just a teenager, if not for Red Dust Inn, he would not even trade with Mo Feng.    

Mo Feng laughed noncommittally, the masked man stared at him for a while, then said:    

"May I know your name?"    

"Mo Feng."    

"Mo Feng?" The masked man frowned, he could not remember who this person was, but he shook his head. No matter who Mo Feng was, to be able to be together with the head plate of the Red Dust Inn, he must have a huge background.    

After nodding slightly, the masked man slowly took off his mask. Since Mo Feng had already found out his identity, there was no point hiding it anymore.    

"You!" When Xin'er heard the conversation between the two, he was stupefied. She saw that the masked man had taken off his mask, revealing a rather handsome face. However, a scar on his face instantly affected his beauty.    

"Qian, Gan Jianqing!" Xin'er gaped at Gan Jianqing. Shouldn't they have died in the Beast Battling Arena? How could he still be alive and well!    

"Miss Xin'er, do you think that I should have died in the Beast Battling Arena?" Gan Jianqing looked at Xin'er and said indifferently. Xin'er nodded her head, shouldn't this be the case? This was something that thousands of people saw.    

Gan Jianqing did not say anything. He took off his clothes, revealing a circle of bloody gauze, and then untied it. There was a bloody hole, from which he could see the sky on the other side.    

"Hiss!" Xin'er opened her eyes wide and sucked in a breath of cold air.    

"Then you, didn't you join up with the Beast Battling Arena to deceive the audience!" Xin'er then asked in shock, the Beast Battling Arena always advocated for fairness in battles, how could this happen? The battle didn't seem to have any flaws. They were clearly dead. How could they have fooled so many people?    

"It's actually very simple to feign death. I wonder how many methods of feigning death are grasped in the Beast Battling Arena." At this time, Mo Feng's voice rang out, and the Xin'er looked at Mo Feng in shock, as if asking if that was really the case.