Immemorial War God

C310 Jing'an Hall Banquet



C310 Jing'an Hall Banquet

Mo Feng shook his head and sighed. The vibration king Palace was really looking down on this fatty, this future Young Master, too much.    

    

"Come on up." The fatty waved at Mo Feng, causing the corner of Mo Feng's mouth to twitch. He was not going to go in, he was afraid that he would be squeezed to death.    

    

He looked at the coachman and took the reins from him.    

    

"Let me do it."    

    

"How can I do that?" The fat guy opened his eyes and said immediately.    

    

"It's fine, it's good to sit outside." Mo Feng shook his head, signalling to the fatty not to say anymore. The fatty nodded slightly as his heart was moved. Mo Feng had always been taking care of his face.    

    

"Giddy up!"    

    

Mo Feng took his horse's reins and began to drive the carriage towards the imperial city.    

    

"Incomer, stop!" When they arrived at the entrance of the imperial city, the city guards rushed over to intercept them. Everyone who entered the imperial city had to verify their identity before they could enter.    

    

"It's me." Zhu Qiulan pulled open the curtain and said. When the imperial guards saw him, they immediately cupped their fists and said:    

    

"So it's Miss Qiulan, please come in."    

    

Zhu Qiulan nodded her head, she got off the carriage with the fatty and prepared to enter the imperial city. Mo Feng jumped off the palanquin and followed him in. After entering the Imperial City, no one was allowed to ride a carriage.    

    

"Halt!" The imperial city guards stopped Mo Feng.    

    

"The coachman is waiting outside. He's good at killing people in the Imperial City!"    

    

The fatty who was walking in front heard this and slapped his forehead. He immediately turned around and recognized Mo Feng as his coachman, and immediately tried to explain.    

    

"Mo Feng?"    

    

At this time, an astonished voice sounded out. Fatty turned around and saw a white-clothed youth walk out of the carriage, looking at Mo Feng with a face full of ridicule.    

    

"Gong Yizhou?" Mo Feng turned his head to look, and his eyes slightly narrowed. Gong Yizhou, the son of the Xing Chu Empire General, had entered the Jade Flame Gate to cultivate. He had already broken through his starburst and became a Successor Disciple.    

    

"Mo Feng, I heard you can cultivate again? You even went back to the Jade Flame Gate, I never thought you would be so useless, you actually came to be a coachman, you can't stay in the Jade Flame Gate anymore? " Gong Yizhou held a folding fan in his hand, and lightly fanned himself as he sneered.    

    

"Mo Feng? Is that the former genius Mo Feng? "    

    

"That five star genius, the Mo Feng who became the number one inner disciple of Jade Flame Gate at such a young age?"    

    

Many young elites from the imperial city came over, and upon hearing Gong Yizhou's words, they all looked over in shock, and started to discuss.    

    

"I never thought that a genius would actually come to the vibration king Palace to be a coachman. He's really fallen from grace."    

    

"He's finally able to train and actually came back to be a coachman. Trash is trash."    

    

"So it's actually trash like you." Hearing that the discussing imperial city guards knew of Mo Feng's identity, they sneered with contempt.    

    

"Trash, hurry up and f * ck off, don't dirty the entrance to the Imperial City!" The fatty's face was filled with rage when he heard this. Furthermore, it had tarnished the entrance to the imperial city? He had gone too far!    

    

"Hmph."    

    

When she turned around to look, she only saw Zhu Qiulan shaking her head slightly while looking at him, then turned to look at Mo Feng with narrowed eyes. From the fatty's mouth, she had found out a few things about Mo Feng, she really wanted to see what kind of method Mo Feng would use to resolve this matter.    

    

"Ai ai ai, no matter what, he is a former genius. You guys are going too far by speaking like this." At this time, Gong Yizhou came out to complain about the injustice, and turned to look at Mo Feng with a playful smile.    

    

"Since he's already crippled, why not let him enter and take a look at the imperial city's scenery and let him see what a genius is and what a difference is."    

    

The imperial city guards were stunned when they heard that. After a moment, they suddenly realised and looked at Mo Feng sarcastically. It was not bad to bring a monkey to play inside.    

    

"Go in." Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders. From the very beginning, he didn't want to attend this banquet, he had only come here with the fatty, so entering with his identity wasn't important to him.    

    

"Master" When the fatty saw Mo Feng's indifferent face, he did not feel good about it. He stretched out his hand wanting to say something, but Mo Feng's footsteps did not stop, and he had already entered the imperial city.    

    

Zhu Qiulan looked at Mo Feng with disdain. After hearing what the fatty said, Zhu Qiulan had thought that he would be powerful.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Pulling the fatty and entering the imperial city, Gong Yizhou sneered as he followed behind.    

    

The Fifth Prince held a banquet in the Jing An Palace. When Mo Feng arrived, he had already gathered a group of people, and without waiting for Fatty Hai and the others, he stood alone in a corner and did not say a word.    

    

When the fatty came in and looked all around for Mo Feng, he saw him sitting in a corner with his eyes closed as he rested.    

    

More and more people came to the hall, and it was getting more and more lively. Naturally, no one paid too much attention to the "nameless" Mo Feng.    

    

"The Fifth Prince has arrived."    

    

Almost everyone had arrived, and a hook-nosed man in a yellow finery came out, followed by several attendants and palace maids. The crowd clamored, then began to flatter each other.    

    

Mo Feng opened his eyes and looked at the Fifth Prince, sweeping his eyes left and right, but he could not see Dong Zhengyu, so he closed his eyes to rest.    

    

"Fight?" "Alright, I'll fight with you!"    

    

Suddenly, a loud noise sounded, a voice that was very familiar, Mo Feng frowned and opened his eyes, only to see a fatty glaring at a young man dressed in luxurious clothing, the two of them clashed.    

    

"What's going on?" Mo Feng stood up and walked over. Before the fatty could get up, he and the youth jumped to the center of the hall, each of them holding onto a weapon as they confronted each other.    

    

"Damn fatty, your parents are really heartless to give you that name, but you are even more shameless. For the sake of being able to get the upper hand, you shamelessly climbed onto Zhu Qiulan. The young man laughed coldly. The fatty's face turned green and purple, and she roared in rage as she attacked.    

    

"Don't even think about talking about autumn orchids!"    

    

Mo Feng frowned. The young man's cultivation was at the third level of stellar state, higher than the fatty by a level, how could the fatty win against him?    

    

clang clang clang *    

    

"Bam!"    

    

As expected, the fatty was quickly knocked back. He fell to the ground and started to bleed profusely. However, the fatty immediately stood up and roared as he charged forward once again.    

    

"No one can say anything about my autumn orchid!"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The fatty was knocked back once again. He fell to the ground and began to groan in pain. He struggled to stand up, but no matter what, he could not get up. Mo Feng looked at him with a cold gaze. He was deliberately bullying the fatty, yet he still mocked him.    

    

Taking a step forward, how could he not come out and seek justice?    

    

"Bam!"    

    

At this time, a loud noise rang beside their ears, causing everyone's heartbeat to slow down. Zhu Qiulan walked out, her face covered in frost, and looked at the fatty with a gentle gaze. She had always loved the fatty, but she did not know if the Fatty was truly in love with her.    

    

However, she did not stop him when he made his move. Love required actual actions to prove it. Moreover, his man definitely could not be weak. He had to go through a baptism of fire and blood.    

    

"You can laugh at me, but you can't touch my man!" Zhu Qiulan said coldly, his huge body leaping into the air, his movements extremely graceful, instantly rushing to the front of the young man.    

    

The young man's expression changed. He was absolutely not Zhu Qiulan's match, let alone fighting him, even just sitting on his ass was enough to turn him into meat paste.    

    

"Brother, save me!"    

    


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