With the faint morning light, Mo Tear walked forward slowly. He paid special attention to his feet and the sides of the road, God knows when the crazy Taoist would jump out from under his feet again?

Suddenly, Mo Tear felt the wind behind him, looked back, and sure enough, the dogskin plaster-like figure, standing behind him with a hippie smile, holding a wine gourd in his hand, took a sip from time to time, and then swayed.

Mo Tear has long known that his shabby gourd is actually filled with water, and he has asked him before why he can plant a water hyacinth to make himself like eating wine, and his answer is as profound as ever, "If wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk." ”

Now looking at this sloppy Taoist who keeps shaking, Mo Tear feels a little relieved, there is such a person who ran him over several streets with a kitchen knife, and finally didn't even touch a hair, by his side, can he not feel at ease?

Mo asked with a tearful smile, "Crazy Zhou, you have lived in my place for so long, it's time for you to repay the favor, go, on behalf of our sect, beat that bullshit first, and come back and invite you to eat roasted sweet potatoes, how about it?"

Since he became acquainted with this crazy and sloppy Taoist, Mo Tear has never called the other party's predecessor again, like such an elegant word, if it is used on him, it is simply a blind dog in the previous life, and a lack of heart and eyes in this life, so he simply called her Zhou Crazy, crazy, and his image.

Zhou Yong didn't care what others called him, after all, even if he dug out his nose and sometimes had to stuff it into his mouth to taste the taste, how could he care about these chicken skin trivialities.

Zhou Yong snorted and said happily, "This is troublesome." If you are indiscriminate, you will beat the kendo wizard who has been at the top of the list for a long time, and report it out of the sect stupidly, I am afraid that you will be impatient. Although the roasted sweet potatoes are delicious, I don't know how to fight, and I don't know how to play with swords, so how can I do it?"

Mo Tear was a little surprised, and asked, "Didn't you say that if you defeat that wizard who has been at the top of the list for a long time, there will be no more people who will come to us for trouble?

"Stupid, really stupid. Zhou Yongdao, "Naturally, you want to fight with him alone, but you don't want to fight secretly and casually." And you must be upright and upright, and the greater the momentum, the better, what are the three religions and nine streams? It is best for the authentic sects to know that if you are lucky enough to win, you will be able to make a name for yourself all over the world, and people will dare to come to you for trouble. It is said that when the person is in a good mood, he should praise the ants on the ground, and if he is in a bad mood, he will be as ruthless as killing pigs and sheep. ”

Mo Tear immediately felt that his bad idea was still so unreliable, if he really lost, wouldn't it be possible to lose his life?

Ink Tears asked again, "I compete with that person, what are my chances of winning?"

Zhou Yong said with a smile, "I don't know, it depends on your luck! After all, it is not impossible to kill the master with a random fist." ”

Mo Tear was even more unsure in his heart, so he asked again, "What is the weakness of the other party?"

Zhou Yong said as if he was talking in a dream, "You will know if you compare it, I will tell you a thousand things and ten thousand here, it is better for you to try it yourself." Don't be afraid, dying is the hardest thing. ”

Mo Tear smiled, I really don't know if the madman is really crazy this week, or is he pretending to be crazy and stupid? I will actually believe his words, and Mo Tear also feels that he has almost lived enough, and his brain is about to fail.

But when there is no way, the most unlikely and dangerous way is also a way after all. It's impossible to pretend to be a ghost all day long to scare those little gangsters, in case a knowledgeable person comes, once he is recognized, do you still expect those tattered beggars to charge into battle?

As we walked, the sky grew brighter, and the streets gradually became lively, and all kinds of shouts filled the entire street.

Passing through this street, you will come to Zhongye Street, the largest central street in Tiandu, on this street, there are large and small sects, banners cover the sky, but the comedians on the street are becoming more and more rare, compared with the place they passed before, it seems extraordinarily quiet and heavy.

Mo Tear realized that after talking so much along the way, the most important question has not been asked, where does that person live?

Without waiting for Mo Tear to ask, Zhou Yong muttered, "Don't look at the peaceful and lively appearance of this day, it is actually a mixed place, the dragon clan, the fox clan and people of other races may have just passed by us, except for a few races that are naturally beneficial to the human race, they rarely appear in the sky, basically all other races, there are people stationed here in secret, so be careful." The most worthless thing here is human life, if you have no power, no power and no strength, you will be like the dust on the ground, to be trampled on. And that Wang Ren still did not join the rare talents of the Heavenly Sect, but the various sects competed for the top of the Jiaoding, it is said that at that time, in order to compete for this Tianzong talent, the Heavenly Capital fought against hundreds of sects, and the blood flowed like a river. In the end, it was the Tiandu City Lord who came forward to settle the matter. Now, he has become the chief sword-wielding elder of one of the largest sects, the Wushuang Sect. ”

Mo Tear looked curiously at this sloppy Taoist who was sometimes extremely sober and sometimes crazy, and was very curious.

Mo Tear nodded dumbly, and said stupidly, "Understood." ”

Zhou Yong smiled and scolded lightly, "You understand a fart, understand? Just the two of us, a nobody leading a mentally handicapped young man, to challenge the long-standing Tianzong wizard, it is simply wishful thinking, and if you can't even see the progress in the face, you will be driven out by them like fools." ”

Mo Tear gave him a fierce look, and said flatly, "So you know it too." ”

"It's natural, and that's not all I know. Zhou Yongtian said shamelessly, "Don't look at this day, the door is open at this moment, accepting visitors from all over the world, bustling and prosperous." But more than 100,000 years ago, the city was thick with high walls, every inch of land and blood, the bloody atmosphere was sky-high, the blood stained the rivers and rivers for thousands of miles, the dead and injured countless people, the mourning was endless, and the corpses were piled up like a mountain. It is said that at that time, millions of unjust souls have survived for a long time, and the resentment is soaring, and for hundreds of years, this place has been reduced to a dead city, and no living soul dares to enter, and no inch of grass is reborn. A hundred years later, a Dao Faqi person, set up 18,500 supernatal Jiao, chanted the mantra of the past for decades, and finally drove away the soul of ten thousand wrongs, and now the stone tablet engraved with the inscription of the mantra in the east of the city is the best witness. ”

These days, legends like such long-standing demons and monsters, Mo Tear is almost calloused, and it is estimated that this Zhou madman was probably a storyteller before he went crazy, and he was able to tell this kind of bizarre and nonsense ghost and god stories so vividly, in heaven and earth, probably he alone can do it.

Mo Tear ignored him at all, let him say it alone, his lips were dry, he would naturally shut up, if he interjected, it would be more difficult for him to be interested, as if there was an inexhaustible flow of water, and a sense of endless talk.

Seeing that Mo Tear didn't care about himself at all, he didn't feel unhappy, he reached out and grabbed his head that could shake out two catties of dandruff, and suddenly his eyes lit up, straight ahead, and said with a smile, "Look, look! Chunmanlou is open today! It is said that this year's newly assessed Oiran is in this." You know, how difficult it is to open a Fengyue place on this street that only sells art and does not sell yourself, do you want to take a look?"

"Not interested. Mo Tears said calmly, when he thought of that Fengyue place, he was terrified, remembering that in Willow Leaf City, he was almost taken into the water by the cunning stupid boy Qi Fan, and almost pierced Xiao Mu on the spot, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

Zhou Yong said with an ugly face, "How can you not be interested? Are you still a normal man? Think of me back then! But the dream lover among countless girls, and countless women treat me for me?"

Mo Tear couldn't help laughing, this is the funniest joke he has ever heard, and he doesn't pee to dry you like this, maybe his skin is thicker than the city wall of Tiandu, so he can tell such a shameless joke.

Zhou Yong rubbed his palms, quickly stumbled forward, and said vaguely, "Go and see, maybe there will be any sexual encounters?"

Mo Tear snorted again, muttering in her heart If you are a girl with slightly longer eyes in the world, I admire her for her good psychological quality when I see you not retreating.

She looked ahead, looking at the crowd of handsome young men, handsome young people, huddled together, looking up high, looking at the graceful woman with pink hair in the attic, and chanting one after another.

Before he could look up, he looked at an old man with white hair and hunchbacked crutches, looking up at the attic with his head raised and looking at the attic stupidly.

Mo tearfully looked at him dumbfounded, and sighed in his heart, at such an age, but there is still such a Yaxing, it is really old and strong.

The hunchbacked old man on crutches seemed to understand what Mo Tear thought, sighed lamentingly, and said in a weak voice, "Young people now! Sure enough, the old man is full of energy, old man, I want to go home, why do I block the road? But to be honest, that girl is good-looking, and she doesn't seem to be familiar with my old wife when she was younger." ”

Mo tearfully turned his gaze hurriedly, and the old man patted his arm, and said earnestly, "Young man, I think you'll forget it, right?

Mo burst into tears and smiled, thinking that this old man is really naughty, does your wife know that you are like this?

Mo Tear looked left and right, and finally found the figure of Zhou Maniac under a tree, originally called the most joyful, why is he asleep again now?

Mo Tear sighed, forget it, this guy is unreliable and much more unreliable than Gou Jian's ordinary pig teammates, it is the ultimate to be able to inquire about so many useful things in his mouth, if he really lets him accompany him to finish his life, I am afraid that this Zhou madman who talks about begging for death all day long, but can't die, can run much faster than when he chased him with a kitchen knife.

Mo Tear kicked Zhou Yong's foot casually, and said casually, "Crazy Zhou, don't really starve to death, if you are really hungry, go back." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked slowly, holding Bai Yuan tightly in his hand, his heart was very bottomless, if he really couldn't even see that prestigious kendo master, then he could only break through.

On the top of the pavilion, the pink ribbons hung all over the place, fluttering slowly, I have to say that in this place of fame and fortune of the sect, there is a place to relax and relax, which is a beautiful thing.

In addition, in the land of other sects, all high-rise buildings are piled up with jade, but this singing and dancing Chunmanlou is made of huge nanmu with exquisite mortise and tenon structure, which is simple and solemn, but does not lose its elegance, which is extremely rare.

On the street downstairs, the crowd was boiling, and when the pavilion was held, all kinds of people had gathered, all kinds of people raised their heads and screamed, just to win the first Oiran on the beauty list and smile.

Above the attic, the Oiran, slender hands like onions, white as jade, holding a Luo fan, slightly covering his face, turning his head to look, the eyes that look through the autumn water, like a lotus flower in the water, are lovely.

Just a glance at him this time, it caused countless people downstairs to be full of spring, and the screams were even more cracked, even the old man who was in a hurry to go home but was blocked outside, accidentally saw it, and Gu Jing Wubo's heart was violently moved, and he was more than ten years younger.

And in those eyes that looked through the autumn water, he was quietly staring at a black figure, looking at the other party's calm side face, looking at each other as if he had no external objects, always slowly ~ moving forward, never glanced at himself, then stomped his feet angrily and jumped down.

Mo Tear suddenly stopped, a graceful posture, fell lightly in the air, and finally, landed accurately in front of Mo Tear.

Thousands of eyes fell on him, and the sea of people with spring hearts was moving quickly here.

Mo Tear took a few steps horizontally, and the face-covering Oiran also took a few steps horizontally, always blocking in front of Mo Tear, Mo Tear glanced at the other party very calmly, and said indifferently, "Girl, you are blocking my way." ”

Suddenly, the world-famous Oiran smiled and said, "Brother Mo Tears, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I've grown a lot taller, but I'm still so ruthless, I don't know my sister anymore." ”

Ink Tears listened to this gentle voice that could make people feel extremely familiar, and before he could think carefully, he saw a silky tender hand, grabbed Ink Tears, jumped over, and flew out directly to the pavilion.

Mo Tear was still stunned at the moment, and the flies, flies, and dogs who had originally arrived like jackals, tigers and leopards watched the two of them pass over their heads and ascend to the pavilion. Unconsciously, looking at the ordinary man you are not familiar with, he emitted a fierce angry light.

Some are silently jealous, some roar loudly, and some are extremely envious. Everyone is wondering how old that ordinary man should have been in his last life. What kind of luck did you have to die in this life?

Mo Tear only eased her mind a little now, a pair of round and confused eyes, looking at the girl in front of her unscrupulously, gradually, she became more and more flustered in her heart, and said tentatively, "Are you Longyi?"

Once the most "treacherous" woman of the dragon clan, now the dragon of the human oiran, nodded with a smile.

Mo Tear was so frightened that he took two steps back, scratched his head in embarrassment, and lowered his head slightly nervously.

Zhou Yong, who was holding his head in his hands and leaning on the tree and falling asleep, suddenly pulled out a thin slit in his eyes, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "What an adventure? Maybe I can still get wet." ”