Seeing this person's dress, Mo Fei's expression was relieved, and his vigilance decreased slightly.

It turned out to be a hunter in the mountains, but this outfit was very shabby, but it was a little unworthy of this handsome archery.

Contrary to Mo Fei's expression, this young man with a frosty face, the moment he saw Mo Fei, his face was full of vigilance, and he looked at Mo Fei for a while, and then he hugged his fists and said, "Is Childe also here to hunt demon beasts in the mountains?" He saw the rabbit roasted on Mo Fei's shelf.

"Sort of. Mo Fei smiled: "Do you want to sit down and eat together?"

"No, no. After the young man finished speaking, he picked up the demon deer and was about to leave.

Mo Fei smiled: "Little brother, wait a minute, I've been in the mountain for a while, and I'm looking for a place to rest, I don't know if it's convenient?"

"This ......" the young man hesitated.

"I don't live in vain. Mo Fei said: "Little brother, wait here for a while, I'll come when I go." As soon as the words fell, the person had floated out ten meters away and disappeared in a flash.

The young man looked shocked, hesitated for a moment, and walked to the fire.

He had just put down the demon deer on his shoulder, and Mo Fei had already returned from the forest, and in each of his hands, he had carried a second-order demon deer.

"These two demon beasts are enough. Mo Fei put the demon deer in front of the young man and said with a smile.

"This, as long as the son doesn't dislike the little house. ”

The youth did not refuse this time. Not only because of these two demon deer, but also because of Mo Fei's strength.

"Eat this rabbit before leaving?"

Although the tone in his mouth was inquiry, Mo Fei had already torn off half of the rabbit meat from the grill and threw it to the young man, obviously not meaning to ask the other party's opinion.

The reason is very simple, this young man who only has a piece of animal skin around his body to keep him warm, is just cultivating in the mortal realm, and this question has given enough respect to the young man.

The young man was not an ignorant person, so he took the rabbit meat, thanked him, and was swept away.

Now, it was Mo Fei's turn to be surprised: This guy, isn't he an Orion, this method of arrowing, it shouldn't be very difficult to hunt these low-level demon beasts in this mountain, how can he look like a starving ghost is reincarnated?

In the evening, Mo Fei finally saw a few wisps of cooking smoke in the mountain col.

A strange feeling appeared in his heart, Mo Fei smiled, and followed the young man into this mountain village.

He knows this feeling, called wandering.

Where this is, how far away from the Sword Gate, Mo Fei didn't know, he only knew that he was not moving in the direction of the Sword Gate.

"After all, I still have to go. ”

Mo Fei sighed in his heart, he did not reject this feeling, and he was forced to flee, which was what made him unhappy.

"It's okay, since then, the rivers and lakes are free, and there is no need to worry about collecting points. ”

comforted himself in his heart, Mo Fei's dedication to strength deepened.

The rivers and lakes are free, this is a good saying, and there is another saying, which makes people in the rivers and lakes involuntarily.

He is not even a newcomer to the rivers and lakes now, but he has deeply realized the helplessness in this sentence, whether it is in Wuma County or in Jianmen, he has not done a few things that are pleasant.

Mo Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

At this moment, he told himself in his heart: From now on, I am free!

The grievances of the Sword Gate had become a thing of the past with Wu Song's death, and he didn't want to wait for any cultivation to succeed before returning to the Sword Gate to deal with those who had hurt him.

Because, after all, he is not a ruthless and murderous person, even if he was a little unhappy and aggrieved in the Sword Gate before, from the moment he left the Sword Gate, those people and things have nothing to do with him anymore, and everything will eventually fade out with time.

But will it really be dull? This is just Mo Fei's thoughts at the moment.

Many years later, when he met He Tianci again, he realized that some things were just buried by time, and when they were turned out of the dust of time again, these things became more and more brilliant.

Of course, that's an afterthought.

Ma San'er pushed open the fence made of wood and put the demon deer down: "Young Master Mo, the hut is shabby, let's rest, I'll cook." As he spoke, he observed Mo Fei's face.

"Put it here. Mo Fei also put down the demon beast, and said with an unchanged expression: "You go get busy first, I can do it myself." ”

Ma San'er nodded, although he didn't speak, but looking at Mo Fei's eyes, the trace of ice was a little less cold.

Without him, it was just because there was not the slightest disdain in Mo Fei's eyes.

Ma San'er took the demon beast into the firewood room, and Mo Fei was still standing in the courtyard.

This room, covered in snow white, reminded him of Fang Xiucai.

What Ma San'er said is really not a polite remark, this silver-covered house, like Fang Xiucai's thatched hut, has an extra yard surrounded by a fence, which is indeed simple.

Mo Fei had just walked outside the room and had not yet pushed the door.

Inside the room, a low cough suddenly sounded.

The old man's voice was tired: "Is San'er back?"

Mo Fei pushed the door in.

The smell of herbs filled the room, and it was strong.

Mo Fei walked quickly to a door in the middle of the house and lifted the curtain.

His brow furrowed.

An old man wrapped in a quilt stood up with his withered hands that seemed to be bones, and on the small cabinet beside the bedside there was a bowl with the residue of medicinal residue.

When the old man saw Mo Fei, her tone was a little surprised: "Oh, it's not San'er." ”

"Hello grandma, I'm a friend of Ma San'er. Mo Fei hurriedly said.

"Are you here to collect the friends of the demon beasts, you go to the main house and sit down first, here," the old man frowned, "The smell of medicine is too strong." She said again: "By the way, is San'er back?"

"It's back. Mo Fei paused for a moment, and then explained: "I'm not here to collect demon beasts, I'm here to spend the night." ”

The old man got out of bed and beckoned Mo Fei to sit in the main house, the weather was cold, and she trembled and lit a fire.

At this time, Ma San'er came in with a bowl of boiled medicine.

"Mom, why don't you call me when you get up. His tone was reproachful.

The old man took the medicine and said with some annoyance: "The guests who come don't know how to greet them, and they don't know the rules." ”

"It's out of the way, I'm bothering you. Mo Fei said hurriedly, looking quite embarrassed.

Only then did he know how bad he was, and he mistakenly recognized Ma San'er's mother as his grandmother.

But you really can't blame yourself for this, Ma San'er looks like he's in his twenties, people in the Guyuan Continent have a long lifespan, and his mother should be very young when he thinks about it, who would think that a woman who is forty or fifty years old at most will look like this.

Ma San'er confessed, and seeing that Mo Fei didn't care, there was more enthusiasm on his face, and he went out to prepare dinner again.

Mo Fei's embarrassment eased slightly, and then he looked at the old man carefully: his hair was a little gray, his appearance was as withered as her hands, almost his skin was draped over his bones, and his eyes were also very cloudy, he was simply an old man who was about to die.

If Ma San'er hadn't called her mom, he wouldn't have believed that the person in front of him was only forty or fifty years old.

The woman coughed and drank the medicinal soup.

Mo Fei thought thoughtfully: "Illness, how can a person be tortured to such a degree?"

If you think about it a little, it is not difficult to guess that the woman became like this because she was suffering from illness.

And the woman's words also confirmed this, sensing Mo Fei's gaze, she smiled bitterly: "Alas, the root of the old disease, it is my third son, those hunted demon beasts have never eaten a bite, and they have all been taken to change the medicine." ”

At this, there were tears in the woman's eyes, as if she remembered something sad.

Ma San'er is her third son and her only son, because the first two sons died young, and the youngest son supported the family when he was a teenager.

Ma San'er is one of the best hunters in this village, but no girl in the village is willing to marry him, because everyone in the village knows that his prey will either be taken to change the medicine, or it will be left to Aunt Ma, and Ma San'er himself is reluctant to take a bite.

Can you live a good life with Ma San'er?

Aunt Ma wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, obviously realizing that she had lost her temper.

"Ding, trigger the hidden mission, Aunt Ma's wish!"

At this time, the prompt sound of the system sounded in Mo Fei's heart.