I saw a huge tent in the middle of the avenue ahead, and under the tent, there were hundreds of people in the distance.

Even the distant hills, tree tops, and trees in front of them were crowded with people of all shapes and sizes.

All eyes seemed to be focused on Mo Xiaohe.

Mo Xiaohe was puzzled for a while.

Although the country of Jiling is very different from the wind and rain of Great Xia, the country is peaceful and peaceful. In the eyes of the people of the Quanzhen Spirit Realm, this place is a purgatory on earth.

However, when the Great Xia Dynasty allowed the people to interact with the Instrument Spirit Kingdom, it had set a rule with many forces of the Instrument Spirit.

This rule is clear, no man's land is the only area where the machine spirit and Great Xia interact, this place is not owned by anyone, and the Great Xia and the machine spirit forces work together to maintain law and order, and no one is allowed to rob or steal, or even fight.

And this avenue is the only avenue leading to the no-man's land in Guilin, and there are countless traders and heroes who come and go every day, which is an important avenue.

However, on this avenue, how can there be a group of people swaggering, standing firmly in the middle of the road, blocking the way?

Is this a robbery and robbery?

Don't the people of the Great Xia Divine Pavilion care?

On the mountain of Guilin, Cangsheng, who is known as the Great Devil, is still blocked by outsiders on his way home? Isn't he very powerful?

After thinking about it, Mo Xiaohe suddenly opened.

I'm afraid this is the ghost of the big devil Cangsheng himself. He specifically found someone to block the road, just to block the road for money. This shameless Cangsheng, no wonder others call him the big devil.

It's a scoundrel home!

The two young men in the center of the tent who were lying comfortably on the couch and had the girls pressing their feet were probably his sons, or his apprentices, right?

One of them turned out to be the son of Yuan Zilou? No wonder he called himself Mr. Fourteen in the morning, saying that he was a little apprentice of Cangsheng, and it turned out that they were all in the same group!

Mr. Fourteen, Fourteen! Such an ugly number turned out to be a joke on himself!

Cangsheng's little apprentice, the lord of Guilin, go to your grandmother, just to let yourself accompany him and join the gang and block the road to rob?

What kind of road is his sister, how could she have a relationship with such a shameless person as Cangsheng? Give yourself so much money, just so that you can come to this Cangsheng and live such a messy, obscene and despicable second half of your life?

Mo Xiaohe regretted that he didn't react in the morning, and kicked over this squishy Yuan Shazi!

Looking at the appearance of these two people, Mo Xiaohe immediately thought of the money in the rich restaurant. I'm afraid they are all the same, two fools who regard human life as a mustard, hypocritical and inhumane!

The two fools and the big devil are born, and naturally there are two foolish apprentices!

There are nearly 100 people standing in the rear, unable to see the strength clearly, but the coercion is compelling, I'm afraid it is the slave of the big devil Cangsheng, right?

I am not afraid of the Great Xia Divine Pavilion, nor am I afraid of the people of the entire Instrument Spirit Country, I dare to rob the house without concealing it in broad daylight, what a big deal!

The people of Shili Street didn't dare to do this!

The big devil Cangsheng is worthy of being the big devil!

Mo Xiaohe secretly glanced at Feng Suyun, the fierce woman behind him, who was also stunned by the arrogant and domineering girls who treated her husband, and kept glancing at her husband, it seemed that she was also cowardly, and wanted to smear oil on the soles of her feet.

At the same time, I also admired the man surnamed Li Mingshout even more. What a man, still unmoved. A good man with chivalrous and tenderness, he is chivalrous when he treats bullies, and he is tender when he treats his wife and children

Mo Xiaohe, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was even more shocked at this time.

In Great Xia, there was a fat man who accompanied him to rob the rich and make a fool of himself. In the machine spirit, there is an iron-clad Li shouting to accompany him to fight against bullies, what more can he ask for in life?

Running through the rivers and lakes, a sword and a thought are courageous, isn't that the case?

If these people insult themselves, draw their swords and chop them up!

It's just that the paths are different, and it's just that they don't conspire with each other.

Therefore, Mo Xiaohe's face remained unchanged and continued to move forward.

"Anyone who is interested should come and drink together!"

"Mr. Fourteen is here with his skinny horse!"

I saw that in the tent in front of me, Yuan Shazi was like a fool, he stood up with great interest and greeted the crowd, and then waved to Mo Xiaohe enthusiastically, "Mr. Fourteen, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Let's have a drink together, and then go to Guilin, right?"

The crowd suddenly became agitated, and their hot eyes were focused on Mo Xiaohe.

Mo Xiaohe suddenly opened his mouth, and suddenly realized, he was right, and it was so!

Mr. Sir, it was originally a very respectful word, and when it came out of the mouth of this fool, there was no respect at all. This is clearly a flirtatious tone?

Fourteen?

Abominable.

Mo Xiaohe likes to rob the rich a little, but never helps the poor; occasionally likes to bully officials, but never oppresses the people; he is not a man, nor is he a good person like a gentleman.

He just likes to be lazy, he doesn't want to work hard, he doesn't want to mess around, and he can be comfortable and comfortable.

But no matter what, it will not be the same as this group of scoundrels, but maybe not small, and those who may not be dirty.

It's just that the Tao is different, and it is just that they don't conspire with each other.

Drink with him?

First of all, remove the word "Mr. with a full of flirtatious tones" from his mouth!

Growing up in Shili Street, Diaomin Village, coming out of Diaomin Village, Diaomin Mo Xiaohe, who was in rags and old clothes and had messy long hair, is still the same as Diaomin in Shili Street.

His neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes moved, staring at people, and his tone was the same as Mo Xiaoyan's, faintly, "Fourteen, your mother's head! Sir, your father's ass, drink your grandfather's wine!"

People in the poor mountains and remote Shili Street generally speak like this, either your mother or your father, or your grandmother or your grandfather.

"At the behest of my sister Mo Xiaoyan, I came to Cangsheng and asked for money. ”

"If you want money, get out of the way." ”

"Don't want anything, just let me go up, or give birth to the shouting warehouse. ”

Mo Xiaohe didn't think he was scolding, he just used some bad words to say what he wanted to say, that's all.

Mo Xiaohe reported his sister's name, and he didn't want to borrow Mo Xiaoyan's three words to deter the people in front of him. He just said simply, in clear, simple and clear words about the fact that his sister asked him to come to Cangsheng.

Because the book says that you should speak logically, to the point, and to be simple and clear. He thinks that his two paragraphs are very clear and clear.

He doesn't think he's a great genius, he's just a kid without a father and a mother, who wants to find his sister and save an uncle.

He's ordinary. If it weren't for the letter of his sister, he wouldn't think he would be able to go to Guilin Mountain, and he would still be the so-called Mr. Fourteen. But now, at the same time, he also disdains to go to Guilin Mountain.

If he went up to Guilin Mountain and just lived such a despicable and obscene life of robbing houses and houses, he could turn around and leave. If Cang Sheng does have a way to save Uncle Ying, then say something else.

If they have to give money to get by, he doesn't have to give. Because he is very rich, although the money was given by his sister and Cangsheng, but in his own hands, he has it. He's lazy and doesn't want to think about anything else.

If you can get by without money, then they get out of the way, he doesn't want to drink with them.

If you don't give it, then call Cangsheng out.

It's that simple and that's it.

But Mo Xiaohe didn't expect that as soon as his two words came out, everyone in front of him was looking at himself with a look that made him very uncomfortable.

Mo Xiaohe can understand this kind of look very well. Because when he looks at Lao Wu, the demented brother of the Anan family, he often uses this kind of look.

There is no hostility in this kind of look, on the contrary, there is a hint of kindness and pity. It seems that no matter how hateful people in the world are, they all have compassion, they all have compassion for the pitiful?

Everyone in front of them laughed and laughed, fell down, and was stunned, and no one answered.

"Brother Li, do you have any money on you?"

Even though he was very uncomfortable to look at by these eyes, Mo Xiaohe still shouted for the friend Li who he had just met, "This group of deflated third-class people may have to collect money from you before giving it." If you don't have money, I'll give it to you. If you don't want to give it, you can kick the fuck together. ”

The Feng Suyun was stunned, and put one hand on Li Shou's waist, as if she was pinching the flesh of the man's back.

It seems that Li Shou, who is honest, honest, honest and brave, is grinning at the moment, smiling stupidly, and laughing so much that Mo Xiaohe doesn't understand, "Young man, this group of people is not coming for me. I'm so old that I don't have to burn this troubled water. ”

The man who was pinched by his mother-in-law quickly trotted over, took the two children away, and slipped away.

Mo Xiaohe, who was left sitting alone on horseback, was puzzled.

The sea of people on the avenue, the hill, and the top of the trees in front of them was also full of confusion.

Mr. Fourteen, the future monarch of Guilin, meets the three forces of the future rivals.

If this fourteenth gentleman is a scholar who has fortune and makes decisions. Shouldn't it be personable, and the three major forces are hidden in the light words, and each of them competes in speech?

If you are a talented and promising son, shouldn't you shout at the three major forces for 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, let's wait and see in the future, in order to show your great ambition and self-confidence?

If he is a master of martial arts and overturning rivers and seas, shouldn't he take a step forward, jump off all the slaves of the three major forces in front of him with one punch, and establish his majesty with iron-blooded means?

Otherwise, how can you attract many talents and people from the Instrument Spirit? How can you establish your prestige among thousands of people?

Why, is it really a Diao Min who sits in a well and watches the sky, with rat eyes, and is stupid and has never seen the world?

As soon as you open your mouth, it is your mother and my father, your grandmother and my grandfather?

Listening to his tone, he didn't seem to know that he was the apprentice of the great demon Cangsheng?

This big devil Cangsheng, what kind of medicine did he buy in the gourd?

To have such a soul torn apart, and so mindless and visionless, he can only scold his mother's splash skin to be the lord of Guilin?

Is there a mistake?

But the people don't know. The deflated three Mo Xiaohe in front of him, who can't get on the table, is indeed the fourteen apprentices that Cangsheng wants to accept.

It's just that this apprentice is very ordinary, so ordinary that he thinks he is ordinary. Therefore, he didn't expect to die, he was really Cangsheng's apprentice, and he was really the future lord of Guilin, and he was really high in the eyes of the world.

However, Yuan Shaziyun, who was scolded by Mo Xiaohe, was light and jumped off the bed.

As everyone knows, one person dies when one jumps.