Chapter 111: Zheng Ye's accident

Since Mo Yi bought Tianxin Bishuijian, Zheng Zheng never appeared again. For a time, Mo Yi didn't know whether he was more happy or disappointed.
Could Mo Fei look at Mo Yi who was absent-minded and ate his food, holding his chin and asking: "One one, are you thinking of Zheng Yi?" Mo Yi rolled his eyes and hated: "Why do I miss him? What is he worth? I think so.
"Muffy:" ... "People in love are so awkward.
"Although Zheng Zheng is a bit silly and a bit silly, but I can see that he really likes you.
"Is Mofei blinking his eyes.
Mo Yi raised his head, looked at Mo Fei, and said rudely: "Master, he is not a little stupid, a little stupid, he is stupid and stupid, stupid and stupid can't stand it!" Mo Fe shrugged, "Okay, Tomorrow is the talent contest. You really want to dance with me. You regret it now. I think Zheng Ye ... seems to mind you dancing! "Mo Yi closed his eyes and said," Ignore what he does, I Need to worry about his feelings? "Mo Fei looked at the determination of determination, helplessly said:" Okay.
"The two were eating, and the communicator in Mo's hand rang.
Mo looked at the information on the communicator in his hand, his face was cloudy.
"What's wrong with you?" Mo Fei looked at Mo Yi and asked.
Mo Yi pursed his lips and calmly said, "Zheng Ye remitted 10 billion to my account.
"Muffy:" ... "It's very generous!" One by one, you should be happy if someone gives you money. Whoever gives me money will be happy.
"Mo Fei looked at Mo Yi's ugly face.
"Who wants his money, and I don't know where to ask for it. I'm not rare, it's amazing to have a strong background, is it amazing to take out 10 billion yuan casually?
"Mo Yi said indignantly.
"One by one, if you are not rare, give it to me. Although it is a little less than 10 billion, I don't hate it.
"Is Mofei blinking his eyes.
"Master, I'm going to practice dancing.
"Mo Yi ignored Mu Fei's request and stood up.
Could he nod his head and said, "Go, go.
"Is Mofei looking at Mo Yi's back and secretly sighing, 10 billion, 10 billion! Zheng Zheng is more generous than the guy in the building, stupid also has stupid benefits! At least it is flickering!" Just gone? "The building came over.
Looking at Mo Fei asked.
Couldn't nod his head, and said, "Yeah!" He lifted his head, looked at the building, and asked suspiciously, "You've been strange recently!" The building looked at him and asked: "Strange ? What is weird? "Mofei touched his chin and said," I think you seem a little scared one by one.
"Why should I be afraid of him?" The building asked indifferently.
Could Fei tilt his head and look at the building, and said, "This is to ask you!" "You feel wrong.
"The building is not authentic.
He shrugged and said disdainfully, "You don't want to admit it.
"The building took a deep breath, and he was embarrassed to say that he was intimidated by the drunken ones that day.
"That's right! Zheng Zheng just gave Mo Yihui 10 billion yuan.
"Mo Fei is looking at the building sincerely.
The building frowned, saying something weird: "Where does Zheng Ye get so much money.
"Maybe I asked Marshal Zheng for it."
Asked Mo Fei doubtfully.
The building shook his head and said, "The relationship between Marshal Zheng and Zheng Ye is not very good. Moreover, Marshal Zheng is not like someone who will give Zheng Ye 10 billion to please his lover.
Mo Fei blinked and said, "Don't care how the money comes, as long as it is money.
"The building pursed its lips and said nothing.
Couldn't he open his eyes wide and stare at the building, his eyes were full of hope.
The building looked at Mo Fei's eyes and asked, "What do you look at me like this?" Mo Fei smiled implicitly and looked at the building innocently. "The Zheng Zheng gave 110 million yuan as pocket money, and you just Do n’t think you should show it?
Could n’t you rub your index finger and thumb? If you do n’t bleed, I will let you see the blood.
Building: "..." The building looked at Mo Fei and deducted 80 billion yuan from the account to Mo Fei's account.
Could he look at the number coming from the building, he would be happy first, and then sighed deeply.
The building looked at Mo Fei and asked a little puzzlingly: "What's wrong with you?" Mo Fei looked at the building with sorrow. "I'm thinking that stupid is also a stupid benefit! Stupid people, how much to their lover, smart It ’s different, leave half for half, no, half for nothing.
The building was black-faced and looked at Mo Fei. "Under my hands, there are still many people to raise, but the grandfather's side also has Xingbi.
Mo Fei blinked and looked at the building innocently, and said, "I just by the way, you don't need to take my heart into mind. I'm not talking about you.
"Building:" ... "The building grinded its teeth and turned to leave.
Could it be that looking at the eighty billion star coins on the card, he smiled like a rat who had eaten Jane's.
Murphy walked into the dance room.
In the dance room, Mo Yiqing's white shirt, green silk into the ink, light and agile figure like a swallow, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, round, flowing and flowing, Gu Panshenghui.
When he saw Mo Fei coming in, he stopped.
Could Mo Fei hold his arms and look at Mo Yi, and said, "One by one, I now understand why Zheng Ye cares so much about you dancing in front of people. One by one, you can jump in front of people, and Zheng Ye's rivals can turn several times. He didn't have much hope. If you dance again, he will be hopeless.
"Mo Yi's face was faint." Master, I'm not as powerful as you said.
"Muffy shrugged," said: "Some, some, there must be.
Mo Fei sat down, two of them played the piano, and one danced for the last rehearsal.
"Mo Yi, I have something to tell you.
The building hurriedly entered the dance room, interrupted the performance of the two, and watched Mo together.
Mo Yi frowned and said, "Three princes, what do you want to say? Say.
The building was silent for a while, and said, "After Zheng Ye left that day, he concealed his identity and went to the arena for a life-and-death fight.
Mo Fei raised his head and squinted his eyes. The gladiatorial arena was reserved for the rich. The place was full of human life, and the gladiators were bloodthirsty masters, who died in countless days in the arena. .
"What did he run there for?" Murphy asked suspiciously.
The building looked at Mo Yi and said, "I think he probably lacks money.
"Mou Fei:" ... "The gladiatorial court is indeed a good place to make money, but that's a life bet! Zheng Zheng, this guy, is too desperate! Mo Yi took a deep breath and said:" He How's it going? The building sighed and said, "He fought a hundred battles in three days, and the last gladiator field released a sixth-grade Greenscale Snake. The snake died. It is said that Zheng Zheng also fell, leaving only Breath.
The building glanced at Mo. "If no one later recognized Zheng Ye's identity, the people in the gladiatorial court wanted to rely on his money, and they didn't want to save him. When the people in Marshal Zheng knew it, they took him. come out.
Mo Fei blinked, and said with a little horror: "He is still alive.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Master, the three princes have said that there is still a breath. Since there is still a breath, it is not so easy to die. How can he die so easily for thousands of years? The building looked at Mo Yi, and said, "Zheng Ye seems to be not bad. One by one, do you want to see him, after all, he is for you ..." Mo Yi stood up sharply, "He was trying to kill himself, What does it have to do with me? Did I want him to fight death? Did I kill him with only one breath? Why did he lie on me if something happened? "Building:" ... "Looking at Mo Yi, he said," One by one, don't you be so excited.
Mo Yi exhaled, "I'm sorry, Master, I'm a little tired. I'll take a break.
Mo Fei nodded and said, "Okay, go and rest.
Mo Fei looked over at the building. "What's wrong with Zheng Ye?" "The building shook his head." Marshal Zheng found three pharmacists in the past, and the situation now seems less optimistic.
Mofei frowned. "I only saw that guy stupid before, but I didn't see that he was still dead.
The building sighed and said, "I don't know, he would be so crazy.
Mo Fei rubbed his hands and asked: "He is participating in the battlefield of the Centurion King? The building nodded and said, "Yes.
"Muffy is holding his forehead with a headache. The King of Fighters requires the contestants to fight a hundred battles in a row. If they win, the gladiatorial court will give the contestants 10 billion yuan.
Continual battles will consume a lot of participants. In the final stage, the gladiatorial field will send out real strong players. There are many people who have won more than 90 games in a row, but it is difficult to win a hundred games.
"I have a video of Zheng Zheng's game here. Would you like to see it?
The building asked.
Could he nod his head and say, "Okay.
Mo Fei called up the image, only to find that the beginning of the image was the final scene of the battle, Zheng Zheng was covered with blood, but his eyes were shining, and the bright eyes seemed to burn his eyes.
"Is that Zheng Zheng?" Mo Yi stood behind Mo Fei a little trembling.
Mo Fei found that Mo Yi actually stood behind him, and Mo Fei nodded his head and said, "Yeah! Zheng Zheng is dressed like this and mixed into the arena."
"Mo Yi squinted and said irritably:" He is really ugly.
Nodded his head, and said, "Yeah!" It's ugly.
"The two were talking, a single-headed one-corner snake running out of flames, one fighting one by one, the scene was extremely bloody.
Mo looked at Zheng Zheng on the screen and said angrily: "The injury is so serious, it should have been confessed, what is it to support it? He bears many burdens, and he is so wayward, he just doesn't know the so-called .
Mo Fei glanced at Mo and said, "He can't admit defeat!" Winning ninety-nine games, there are only one billion prizes, and one hundred games, there will be 10 billion.
"Mo Yi pursed his lips, his eyes darkened.
The battle continued, and they both saw the wounds on Zheng Zheng's body, hot blood, the ferocious roar of the star beast, and the audience's fierce applause, intertwined, people could not help but be shocked.
Looking at Zheng Ye's wounds, Mo Yi looked away and closed his eyes deeply.
"ended.
"Mo Fei's voice rang in Mo Yi's ear.
Mo Yi opened his eyes with relief, but only saw that Zheng Ye was dying on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Mo Fe asked, looking at Mo Yi's ugly face.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth, his face ugly and said, "What can I do, the injured person is not me.
"Is Mofei looking at Mo Yi's expression and stop talking.