A hundred years ago, Xia Zhenren rectified the land where Great Xia was located, established the Divine Pavilion, and forcibly incorporated all cultivators into the Divine Pavilion by coercion and temptation. The four countries, including the Mo tribe in the northeast, the Su tribe in the southeast, the Xue tribe in the northwest, and the Sheng tribe in the southwest, felt threatened and raised troops to attack.

It was also at that time that Xia Zhenren's apprentice Qingfeng, who is now Zhang Ze's fourth senior brother Qingfeng, slaughtered all the Shenyin masters of the Southeast Su Clan, and most of the masters of the other three kingdoms.

The first battle of cultivators ended in Great Xia victory.

Since then, although there have been major wars between Great Xia and Shikoku, there is still constant friction in private. The conflict eventually erupted, and so the second great war began again.

The second great war had no cultivators, only mortals, and in the end it still ended with the victory of Great Xia.

The second war ushered in a sixty years of peace on the borders of both sides... During this period, there were only small frictions, and there were no major contradictions.

It was also these two wars that left the people of the Four Kingdoms with an indelible hatred for Great Xia.

The Su people are okay, they follow the way of a gentleman, worship literature but not martial arts, most of them are low-key, and they don't like to take things out of the table to talk.

It's not the same in the northeast... This kingdom respects the elderly, so every young person has heard the old man mention all kinds of insults to the Mo people in Great Xia over the past hundred years.

Almost every young man of the Mo tribe who has a little talent has been to the frontier that is far away from Great Xia, and has made moves with the so-called Great Xia Iron Horse.

They had long been gritting their teeth with hatred for the Great Xia people in private. Therefore, how can they easily endure this big fat man to bury them? For this group of people, it is already the greatest limit to endure this big fat man's wild drag for a long time.

Therefore, the group of seventeen people of the Mo clan turned their faces to the fat man with a brush, and they were menacing.

The Mo clan took the lead this time by a young woman, surnamed Li and named Mo. The figure is also slender, and the appearance is also handsome, if the standard of Cangsheng's evaluation is scored, this woman's curly posture can also be scored a seven.

"If you want to invite us to drink, and if you want to see the amount of alcohol we Mo people, we can give you this face. ”

Li Mo's words and deeds have the graceful demeanor of everyone's ladies, and he does not lose the majesty of the Mo people at all, "But you also have to give us face." The best wine in the world is naturally the Haoju wine of the Soul Country. The immortal who broke through your Great Xia Forbidden City, his younger brother, Mo Xiaohe, the emperor of Guilin, is on Guilin Mountain. The Haoju Pond on Guilin Mountain is full of Haoju wine. ”

Li Mo snorted, "If you can get a pot of wine from Haoju Pond, I will accompany you to drink it and get drunk." ”

What she meant by this was not wine, but the uproar was about face and the Forbidden City, and it was a lot of nonsense about Guilin's mountains and pots, in fact, she was transferring contradictions.

What she means is to say, fat man, you are awesome, what do you like, the emperor of Guilin Mountain, his sister broke the gate of your house, and your master didn't just let go of his fart. If you have the ability, you can go to Guilin Mountain to grab wine, and go to the top to blow up and blow up.

In addition to the Great Xia, Sioux, and Mo tribes, there were also one or two Sheng people who were close to the no-man's land, as well as the Snow people, and there were also some young people from small forces in the local Spirit Country... The fish and dragons were mixed, and they all cheered up.

There was a lively look.

...

The fat man from the reckless people didn't understand what Li Mo meant.

The fat man knew about the war between Great Xia and the Mo tribe for a hundred years, but he had never participated in the war, let alone seen the war... He can only spank when he is full of food and drink for a day, how do he know that this is the hatred of the Mo people against the Great Xia people.

Besides, fat people are skinny. He originally loves to blow up and drink, so he wants to shout at the other party to drink. But what kind of moth is this? What are you talking about?

He always felt very uncomfortable. But his brain is not very good, and he can't say why he is uncomfortable.

But as long as he feels uncomfortable, that's enough. He doesn't care if the other party is male or female.

"Is your brain watery?" the fat man stood up with his hands in his trouser pockets, his head and chin facing the sky, only his eyes were pointing downward, and he stared at the latter like a wolf, "Tell you to drink, drink if you want, and pull down if you don't drink." If you want the girls to chirp a little woman who can't drink, it's nothing. If you want to say that you don't like to drink me, then it doesn't matter what the does. ”

The fat man's jaw and thighs began to shake again, "But you fucking pull the Forbidden City again, and you talk about Guilin Mountain, what kind of fucking calf?"

The two sides immediately put on a stance.

There were sixty or seventy young people in Daxia, and there were seventeen young people of the Sioux ethnic group.

Li Mo is a woman in the end, with a weak foundation, she only stared at the fat man in a daze, and her chest fell together.

...

In the past hundred years, how many strong and weak people have the Mo tribe killed?

On the frontier, how many innocent warriors died tragically under the iron cavalry of the Great Xia?

Today is a no-man's land, with only one no-man's land for a few hundred miles to rest, and they have no choice but to live in the same room. But they have long formed a deep hatred for each other, why not keep a low profile, it is best not to speak.

But what does it mean that this fat man is still acting so arrogantly and unscrupulously in front of his enemies?

Knowing that they are enemies of each other, what does it mean to bury others in a condescending way?

It's good if I don't knock you over.

But if you reply with words, you will curse people, and you will deceive people too much, right?

.....

"Come, I'll drink with you. Suddenly, a young man rushed out of the Mo tribe.