The next day, the first rays of sunlight in the morning spilled into Mo Wen's eyes.

Mo Wen rubbed his eyelids and opened his eyes dimly. I found myself lying on the bed in the wooden house. Mo Wen vaguely remembered that he was full of food and drink last night, and he was very comfortable, so he fell asleep outside unconsciously.

There was also a little fox lying beside him......

Thinking of this, Mo Wen looked around and found that there was no trace of the little fox.

When the wooden door was opened, the barbecue grill outside was still there, but the charcoal fire underneath had long since been extinguished. If it weren't for the fact that this barbecue grill was still here, Mo Wen would have thought that he must have been dreaming about spending a good night with a fox yesterday.

After thinking about it, for the first time in his third life, he gave one...... Fox!!!

Mo Wen suddenly felt a little crying without tears......

If Mo Wen's thoughts at this time were known to the little fox, the little fox would definitely be angry and angry.

What is this, I just lay down with him for a night, and I didn't do anything, what kind of first time is this......

However, Mo Wen is just thinking about it casually.

After counting the days, he has been training in Tianluo Forest for three months. The purpose of the trip to Tianluo Forest was also very good.

His cultivation has broken through to the middle stage of Qi Building. At the same time, the Mo Evil Sword can also be mastered very well, and he can also use some of the swordsmanship he practiced in the second life.

It can be said that when encountering a strong enemy, there is no problem with one's own means of preserving one's life.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen felt that it was almost time to go back.

According to what was said before, after three months, the fairy flower will once again invite twenty strong people of the younger generation of Great Xia to enter the Qin Emperor's mausoleum together.

In this regard, Mo Wen is also very hopeful, there must be many opportunities in the mausoleum of Emperor Qin.

Although Mo Wen now has a memory bank of the Second Rebellion, Mo Wen does not want to miss any opportunity that can make him stronger.

Moreover, he was alone in his first life. At this time, Mo Wen understood that no matter how strong a person is, his ability is limited after all, and there will still be many things that cannot be done in this world.

Only when a group of people is strong, is it really strong.

And by bringing these powerful forces together, they can do whatever they want and make any rules they want.

This is what Mo Wen thinks at this time.

is also what Mo Wen wants to do at the moment, that is, to establish his own independent team in this world.

Do your bidding, use it for yourself.

And to implement these two most critical points. One is people, the other is wealth.

In terms of wealth, he still has some unused pills, and five first-level cores and three second-level cores.

These things can be used as cultivation resources to buy the team.

As for people, it seems that only Zhou Yuan and Xia Que can be used, and it depends on their wishes.

............

Mo Wen's mind is constantly planning the direction of the future.

Great Xia Imperial City.

A young man dressed simply, with shaggy hair hanging down his neck, and a bearded face, walked down the streets of the Imperial City.

And this person is Mo Wen who returned from Tianluo Forest.

Although I washed before I came back, I didn't have a special knife to trim the hair on my body, so I didn't care about it.

Although there is also a prop on the body, you can't shave it with the Mo Evil Sword.

Let's not talk about the spirit in the vessel, if you make a small hand when trimming the stubble, with the sharpness of the Mo Evil Sword, it is extremely normal for the neck to fall off like this.

Mo Wen didn't dare to play around like that.

Although he doesn't look bad, no one seems to care too much about himself. So don't ask about it. It's not too late to clean up when I return to the imperial city's home.

Because of this, if you don't take a closer look, others won't be able to recognize this man walking on the streets of the Imperial City.

After all, one is a rich man from the Mo family, the largest family in the imperial city, and the other is a young man with simple and unkempt clothes. No one will associate these two people with you.

At this moment, a figure appeared and flew out from the Phoenix Tower. He fell to the ground with a thud.

Ben's clean white robe was now stained with dust and some blood on the ground, and there were some wooden scraps of the tables and chairs in the Phoenix Tower pressed under his body.

Then a few people flew down from the second floor of the Phoenix Building.

One of them was dressed in a yellow robe and held a folding fan, showing the demeanor of a generation of handsome sons.

Behind the yellow-robed man, there were a few people standing respectfully, and at first glance, the man in front of him was obedient.

For these things, in fact, it is not uncommon in the imperial city. Bullying the weak with the strong, bullying the small with the big and this kind of thing happens from time to time, especially in the restaurant, Mo Wen is not surprised by this.

Don't ask if you want to leave directly, you don't want to be nosy.

But at this time, a few more people came out of the building. The person who came out was also dressed extraordinarily, and at a glance, he knew that he was a rich son of a certain family.

At this time, one of them bowed to the yellow-robed man, and then looked at the white-robed man lying on the ground not far away with a proud disdain, and said extremely viciously:

"Third prince, why bother to give him face again? A cheap bone like Zhou Yuan, if he doesn't break his skin and break his shins, he doesn't know the pain. If you dare to provoke you, it's best to beat him like Na Mo Wen, the meridians will be wasted, and he will be wasted for life. ”

Mo Wen, who wanted to leave directly, heard what the people in the crowd said. The whole person was suddenly stunned, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Zhou Yuan......?"

Mo Wen's pupils dilated, and he looked at Zhou Yuan in disbelief who was surrounded by the crowd in the distance.

In Mo Wen's memory, Zhou Yuan and Zhou Yuan were chic. This is the image that Zhou Yuan gave to Mo Wen.

It has always been Zhou Yuan who provoked others to find the stubble, and he had never been beaten from the building to the street.

What's more, with the Zhou family's background in the imperial city, there are few people in the entire imperial city who dare to bully him openly.

Mo Wen turned his head and looked angrily at the people at the entrance of the Phoenix Tower.

"The third prince of Great Xia, Xia Hongyi ......!"

Mo Wen saw the yellow-robed young man in the center of the crowd at a glance, and then his hands suddenly clenched into fists, gritting his teeth and spitting out these words.

The three princes of Great Xia are siblings with Xia Yunxi, the princess of Great Xia, and both of them are the same raccoon dog.

On weekdays, Zhou Yuan definitely has nothing to do with these three princes, but today he was inexplicably humiliated by him on the street, thinking of his affairs with Xia Yunxi, Mo Wen suddenly understood.

I was afraid that Zhou Yuan noticed something, so he went to Xia Yunxi to talk about the theory, but was directly stopped by Xia Hongyi.

"It's all because of my own ......"

Thinking of this, Mo Wen was even more furious.

Mo Wen would never ask others to help him, but if someone treated Mo Wen sincerely, Mo Wen would repay him tenfold and hundredfold.

This is the code of conduct since Mo Wen III.

In this Zhou Yuan, Mo Wen saw what true brotherhood was.

"You can bully me, but if you dare to touch my brother, I will definitely find you desperately!"

"Even if you are a prince and princess......"

Mo Wen seemed to have heard Zhou Yuan's stubborn words one by one, which was admirable and very distressing.

"Zhou Yuan......"

Mo Wen held the Mo Evil Sword in his hand, pushed away the crowd, and slowly walked over.

Looking at Zhou Yuan, who was lying on the ground with scars on his face and in a mess, Mo Wen, who had always had tears and did not flick, couldn't help but have his eyes a little red and moist, and his eyes were full of eyes.

At this time, Zhou Yuan was also stunned when he saw Mo Wen coming.

He ...... It's back!"

Although Mo Wen's image was full of sloppiness at the moment, Zhou Yuan also recognized this good brother at the first time.

"I'm back......"

Mo Wen slowly helped Zhou Yuan up and said softly.

Cautiously looked at the wounds on his body, for fear that a little bit of hard work in his eyes would hurt him.

The group of people at the gate of the Phoenix Tower not far away were also stunned when they saw this scene.

Where did this goods come from, daring to save people in front of the three princes?

One of the rich sons stood up and said directly to Mo Wen arrogantly and rudely:

"Hey, where did it come from? Go away, can't you see that our Royal Highness the Third Prince here is teaching a dog?"

"What ...... you say?"

Mo Wen turned his head slowly, and his expression suddenly became very cold. An endless aura of darkness loomed in his eyes.

Like the infernal endless cruelty, the deepest part of the ocean is cold......

"How dare you say it again......?"

The rich boy felt like he had arrived in a world of endless darkness and nothingness, and the whole world was isolated. He was the only one who was standing in front of him, opening his bloody mouth and being extremely vicious.

"I ...... I say...... He's ......"

The rich boy was so frightened that his legs were constantly trembling, but he still spit out a few words in his mouth.

Mo Wen put down Zhou Yuan, and often walked here step by step with the Mo Evil Sword in his hand.

At this time, Mo Xie's sword had already been pulled out of its scabbard by Mo Wen, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground all the way, and brilliant sparks continued to appear, and there was a squeak that pierced the eardrums.

Just when everyone was ready to go, ready to welcome.

Suddenly, an arm flew out sideways.

Everyone in the audience watched in amazement as this arm soared in the air until it hit the ground.

The audience was silent, and everyone was stunned......

"Ah...... Ah......h

Then, a scream suddenly came out from the front. Then the arm on the ground and the blood on the right shoulder of the rich kid suddenly splashed out.

Just a sword, an instant, between lightning and flint.

An arm is thus separated.

No one could see exactly what was going on.

Including the strongest person in the field at the moment, the third prince Xia Hongyi.

Everyone looked at Mo Wen's extremely cold face, and they all felt endless fear.

......

"You...... You?"

"You don't ask ......!"

At this time, someone finally recognized the bearded, unkempt young man in front of him.

Then another person boldly said: "Don't ask, if you dare to go forward under the palace of the third prince, you are not afraid of being punished?"

Seeing that the man in front of him was actually Mo Wen, the fear in everyone's hearts suddenly decreased a lot.

For a long time, Mo Wen's uncultivable waste quadrant has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if the name of the poet immortal was famous before, it would not affect his waste name in the slightest, and people's hearts are so realistic.

You don't have to slap them in the face with your own strength, they will never wake up for the rest of their lives.