After Mo Beichen listened to this kind of nonsense that boasted and belittled others, he couldn't help but yawn, and his original anger was gone.

Seeing that the helper and thug's Hua Rong was on the verge of breaking out, a smile bloomed on Mo Beichen's thin lips, so bright: "Ah Rong, come here." ”

This call made the furious Hua Rong's momentum suddenly converge. Hua dissolved three steps and made two steps towards Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen patted Hua Rong on the shoulder to comfort him, and then said in a relaxed tone: "Ah Rong, a dog is a very cute animal, we can't despise a dog just because it barks happily." The so-called justice is in the hearts of the people. will befriend the kind of double soul knife 'lackey' that can't spit out ivory from the dog's mouth, which also shows that this dog does not have good dog character. We should not despise it, but ignore it. And, of course, the bunch of stupid dogs barking happily next to them. ”

After that, Mo Beichen's eyes glanced at the group of guests who were laughing the most just now.

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, finally understood, and grinned, his laughter was hearty and clear.

At this time, the atmosphere was very tense, only Hua Rong laughed alone, except for the angry Qi Shibao and Zhao Gou, and the group of spectators who were scolded by Mo Beichen, everyone else waited and watched.

However, suddenly someone at a certain table laughed out loud, and the laughter couldn't be suppressed, and this laughter began to be contagious, and a group of people who didn't want to talk to both sides of the show began to laugh, including Gonggong Wu's table.

Gonggong Wu smiled so much that his face turned into a flower, holding his stomach while laughing, Xia Lingran only smiled slightly, but the smile in the corner of his eyes was very thick. Mo Junyan's expression did not change, and his eyes looked at Mo Beichen in the field calmly.

"Sick tuberculosis ghost, you dare to call Lao Tzu a 'lackey'. You're looking for death—"

Before the words fell, the annoyed and angry Zhao Gou took out a double knife from behind his waist and slashed at Mo Beichen, the knife flashed, and when it was about to reach Mo Beichen's neck, the thug Hua Rong saw righteousness and bravery, and kicked hard at that critical moment, and kicked away the big man who weighed at least two hundred pounds with his feet.

Qi Shibao, who was already furious on the side, also made a move at this time, the bone spurs at the corners of the fan were all unfolded, and the tips flashed with green light, and the poison quenched on it was rotten, and this jade bone fan made him hiss.

Mo Beichen knew that the injuries after the flower dissolving medicine last night would no longer be in the way, so he was very relieved to let him deal with these two insidious villains. He quietly retreated.

This retreat, and retreated to the original position where he ate tea, the tea and vegetables on the table had not been taken away, Mo Beichen knew that he couldn't leave if he wanted to, so he sat down with peace of mind and continued to fill his uneaten stomach.

Some people here drink tea leisurely, and some people have ill intentions over there. Most of the people who live in the inn under Qiyinglou are people from the rivers and lakes who come to participate in the martial arts conference, some are righteous gentlemen, and some are well-dressed beasts.

Those who were scolded by Mo Beichen just now began to move, picked up the weapons they were carrying and started to move.

Of course, this method will not escape the eyes of the quick-eyed flowers.

He punches his left and kicks his right, and he solves one in two or three strokes.

Mo Beichen looked at a certain fool who was playing happily in the field, and secretly blamed him in his heart for being a moldy star, if he hadn't come into contact with him yesterday, he wouldn't have had to go so the road to the rivers and lakes at the beginning, and he was still watched by those old enemies.

Now the whole second floor is in chaos, some people are injured, some people are bleeding. This is a bloody case caused by a plate of white chickens.

It's a mess, it's a mess.

Mo Beichen was not the only one who sighed, the people who were still sitting quietly eating breakfast at the next table also shook their heads from time to time, and by the way, they kicked away a seriously injured person who leaned over.

Mo Junyan's table was the most relaxed, the two gray-clothed people protected one left and one right like a gate, and the fist style in the fight couldn't lift the corners of the clothes of the three people inside.

Looking at Hua Rong, who was too excited, Mo Beichen suddenly thought that the rules of Qiyinglou were - "The people of the rivers and lakes fight, the winner pays, and the loser protects himself."

This rule is set by Shen Laifan, and all staff must strictly abide by it.

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen hurriedly picked up his feet and ran, ran to the room on the third floor to pack his bags, and then ran back to his old position on the second floor.

Seeing that Hua Rong's whole body was fine, except for some sweat on his body, Mo Beichen shouted: "Ah Rong, beat them a few more punches and then let's leave quickly." ”

At this shout, not only did the people drinking tea next to him look sideways, but several people fighting in the arena looked at him angrily, and Hua Rong looked a little surprised and a little happy.

Hua Rong opened the two cannon fodder fiercely, and then turned his head and asked affectionately: "Chenchen, do you want to fly with me?!"

It's really "double stay" and "double fly".

Mo Beichen couldn't argue, and regretted his mistake just now.

I should have said, "I'll go first, you take your time."

Looking at the good people and bad people on the second floor all cast thoughtful glances, Mo Beichen didn't know whether to be angry or hateful to Hua Rong.

At this time, the clear water was also depicted as the turbid Yellow River, and the dead horses were said to be live donkeys.

Just as Mo Beichen wanted to shout the word "nonsense" when he was shooting the case, Qi Shibao, who was no longer jade-faced, suddenly raised a jade bone fan and attacked from the side.

It stands to reason that Hua Rong, who had seen Mo Beichen's kung fu yesterday, should know that Mo Beichen would be fine, but who knows, Hua Rong, who was dealing with Zhao Gou, turned around and shouted "Be careful" at Mo Beichen, and then quickly moved around.

At this moment, Qi Shibao's eyes flashed with a touch of essence, and he suddenly fanned back, and the bone spurs that were stretched out were as hideous as a demon.

The double knife is in the back, and the flying fan is in the front.

When Hua Rong dodged these two blows, his left arm was accidentally scratched by a bone spur at the tip of the fan, and then the wound began to turn black, corrod, and smoke.

At this moment, the scene suddenly quieted down, Hua Rong swept away Zhao Gou and Qi Shibao, escorted to Mo Beichen's front, and glared angrily at the five people who were still barely standing in the field.

"Today, Lao Tzu is not going to kill much, don't deceive people too much. Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if the emperor Lao Er is here, Lao Tzu will still kill you without leaving a piece of armor. ”

Hua Rong burst out of his mouth with these few words, his brows furrowed, he held back the pain in his arm, and confronted the five people.

Qi Shibao and the others were all frightened by Hua Rong, who suddenly looked cold at this time, and did not continue to do it for a while.

The corners of Mo Beichen's mouth hooked, and he said jokingly: "If the emperor is here, he will definitely treat you for a big crime of disrespect first." ”

At this time, he was secretly happy in his heart, you are really right, the emperor is indeed here.

However, if you don't keep the piece of armor, you don't need to do it.

Raising his eyes and looking at the five people with cruel expressions, Mo Beichen knew in his heart that Qi Shibao's poison was rare, and the antidote would not be able to be found if he had no intention. A few of them were waiting for the flower to melt into the poison before they could do it.

Hmph, if you want this stupid boy's life, you have to ask me if I want to give it.

Tearing the clothes of Hua Rong's left arm, Mo Beichen frowned and said, "Bear with me, I'll help you heal your injuries." It will hurt. ”

"Hmm. Lao Tzu is not afraid of pain. Hua Rong turned her face slightly and smiled at Mo Beichen, her eyes full of trust and dependence.

Mo Beichen was suddenly stunned by this gaze, and the original anger towards him suddenly dissipated, and the expression that had been condensed in his eyes suddenly revealed a little warmth like the ice breaking.

"You can't cure this injury, if you want to live, kneel down and beg us for forgiveness, maybe we will let you die. Qi Shibao laughed sarcastically.

"The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other. ”

With a light smile, Mo Beichen covered the gaze of others with his body, closed his eyes, and then opened them.

At this time, his eyes were completely blue, and the blue lines spreading on his forehead were faint. He stretched out a finger and stroked the corroded arm flesh, only to see a layer of black, rotten and rancid flesh being sliced open and flying out, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.

With the other hand, he pulled out a box of ointment from the baggage, and quickly scooped some up some and wiped it away from the flesh, at which time Hua Rong snorted and her body trembled.

After Mo Beichen wiped it evenly, he took out a small cylindrical box from the baggage, pressed a small button on the round surface, and pulled out a piece of gauze made of crystal silk from the side of the cylinder, wound it around the wound a few times and tied it firmly.

This series of movements was very fast, so fast that Hua Rong didn't have time to relieve the sharp pain just now, and the coldness of the gauze had already stopped the pain of the wound.