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Chapter 113: Coercion

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"This is not impossible." Old Monster Jing glanced at it, nervously Huang Wan, and said.

"Then you say it quickly, I'm almost dying of anxieties." Huang Baiwan completely disregarded the status of both parties, and hurriedly urged him when he heard Old Monster Jing say there is a way.

Old Monster Jing stretched out his hand, hooked his index finger towards Huang Wanwan, and said, "Come here, I'll tell you."

"Oh." Huang Wanwan looked around subconsciously and stretched his ears.

"We just need..." Then, Old Monster Jing's voice became inaudible.

Naturally, Mo Bai would not know what was happening in the Yellow Mansion, he was cultivating magic artifacts. When he put the artifact in the storage ring, he heard someone knocking on the door of the wing room.

Divine Sense peeked out slightly, and it turned out that it was the little servant in Qingshan who led the way, knocking on the door cautiously.

Mo Bai stood up, put away the "fish scale formation", and opened the door from inside. Seeing Mo Bai coming out, the Qingshan servant hurriedly bowed to Mo Bai: "This hero, my master would like to invite you."

He raised his head and looked at the sky, and the lights had already begun to shine.

It seems that the one who should be here is still coming, Mo Bai nodded, and said to the Qingshan servant: "Lead the way."

"Yes. Please come with me, heroes." The Qingshan servant turned around and walked out with Mo Bai.

The two came to a magnificent attic, four stories high, with lanterns hanging high, bright and magnificent. However, it corresponds to the fact that the surrounding area of the attic is quiet, and the voices of Mo Bai and Qingshan minions walking are clearly audible.

Mo Bai secretly reserved his mind, and his divine sense kept visiting the surroundings. After a moment, he was taken aback for a moment. There was no trace of aura fluctuations around this attic.

What does this Huang million want to do? Logically speaking, there should be an ambush. Mo Bai wondered for a while. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, touched his nose, and thought secretly.

Entering the entrance of the attic, Mo Bai saw the servants shuttle back and forth. But Mo Bai could see that they were all secular people, with no cultivation base at all.

The more this happened, the more disturbed Mo Bai's heart became. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, he hesitates whether he should leave now, there is no need to take this muddy water. But does his Huangfu mansion really seem so peaceful on the surface

Just as Mo Bai hesitated for a while, a clear voice rang around him: "Why are you still here?" Mo Bai was taken aback, is there anyone he knows here

Raising a glance, he found that Huang Bing was looking at him not far away, with doubts in his black beautiful eyes.

Seeing Huang Bing in full costume, Mo Bai's heart suddenly dropped.

At this time, Huang Bing had already circulated the blue silk of the shawl, jade floured cheeks, and wore a pale yellow robe on her body. Look at her, like Mo Bai, come to Huang Wanwan’s ●31 novel app download address● banquet. Thinking about it this way, Huang Baiwan did not deceive him.

"You... My father would not invite you to this banquet, right?" At this time, a faint fragrance accompanied Huang Bing to Mo Bai's body, stretched out a jade finger, and pointed. He said.

"Uh." Mo Bai touched his nose, shrinking back and said, "Exactly."

"I really don't know, what the hell those two old guys are doing." Huang Bingdan's lips trembled lightly, and he put his hands back, muttering softly. Afterwards, he put his hands back, twisted his head, and said to the maid beside him: "Let's go, ignore this pesky guy."

After speaking, Huang Bing walked in with the maid toward the attic.

Mo Bai stood there, looking at Huang Bing's figure, his eyes flickering constantly.

"Knight, let's go in. The banquet seems to be about to begin." The Qingshan servant who had been standing by his side urged Mo Bai to say.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Bai nodded silently and said, "En."

As soon as he entered the attic hall, Mo Bai couldn't help but stunned. There were two seats placed one left and one right on the main banquet guests in the hall. Huang Wanwan and a middle-aged man were sitting on top of each other.

At this time, Huang Bing was sitting down. The lower right seat opposite Huang Bing was empty. Needless to say, it must be Mo Bai's seat.

After the Qingshan servant finished the report, he retreated.

"Are you Zhao Tian?" Mo Baigang wanted to step forward to meet his master. At this time, the middle-aged man sitting on the right-hand chairperson asked.

"It's my humble person." Mo Bai replied lightly.

Seeing Mo Bai's attitude, a cold light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the introverted aura on his body suddenly rushed towards Mo Bai.

Mo Bai's expression suddenly changed. In fact, when he first stepped into the attic, he saw the middle-aged man and he was secretly prepared for it. Because he couldn't notice the fluctuation of this person's spiritual energy, but his heart jumped a few times involuntarily, and a kind of uneasy emotion emerged spontaneously. This may be the first time that Xiuxian has felt this way for so many years.

When the yellow-clothed middle-aged man asked him, Mo Bai was ready for defense.

Just when Mo Bai thought it was appropriate, a coercion oppressed him from the middle-aged man.

Mo Bai's breath suddenly exploded, tightly surrounding him.

However, the coercion of the middle-aged man came very quickly. A light touch with Mo Bai's breath, directly penetrated, and instantly came to Mo Bai's body. Mo Bai was imprisoned on the spot, as if he was pressed against a huge boulder, he couldn't move at all. His face felt even colder, and a strong wind blew Mo Bai's face. Mo Bai was taken aback, and suddenly he was shocked in a cold sweat.

"Ah!" With Huang Bing who was sitting beside him, Mo Bai felt a lightness on his body, and everything that seemed like a talent had never happened before.

He stared blankly at Huang Bing who was making a squeaky voice, and saw that she pointed at himself, and said with a face full of surprise: "Is this your original face?" Mo Bai was surprised inwardly, stretched out his hand, and touched his own. On the face, it was discovered that the transforming juice had been transformed by the middle-aged person. Restored his own appearance.

Looking forward, the middle-aged man was stroking the long beard in front of him and looking at him with a smile.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Mo Bai glared at him and asked. Although his cultivation is far from that of the middle-aged man, he was so close to death just now.

Mo Bai knew very well that as long as the other party stretched out a finger, the power he produced could not be resisted by him now. But Mo Bai was born with arrogance, facing the opponent's behavior, naturally he was very unhappy.

But Mo Bai was not a reckless person, he realized that the other party was not malicious. If not, he may have been lying down here, unable to even speak.

"Being a guest at the host's house, you don't need to hide it. This is disrespectful to the host's house." The middle-aged man in yellow shirt picked up the glass in his hand and drank it. Said lightly.

Naturally, Mo Bai would not be so stupid as to really pursue the responsibility of the middle-aged person, after all, the other party's cultivation base was unfathomable. Although he was unhappy in his heart, he could only endure it in front of the middle-aged man.

His eyes flickered, and he clasped his fists and said, "Senior, it's just the younger generation, please forgive me."

"It's okay, you sit down." The middle-aged man waved to Mo Bai and said.

After Mo Bai thanked him, he walked towards the empty seat and sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, Huang Wanwan, who was sitting on the side, patted his palms, and heard the sound from outside the attic: "Serve!" (to be continued) (end of this chapter)