Hearing the words of the south wind, Zhuge Chanjuan could only let go and sit upright, following the south wind's pointing and looking eastward, at this time the figure had already entered the imperial city.

"It's really him. Zhuge Chanjuan frowned slightly.

Nanfeng was also frowning, when he left, Mo Li was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was still a half-sized child, and now he has grown into a Chu Chu boy, tall and handsome, but handsome is handsome, but there is a sense of evil and debauchery between his eyebrows, wearing a placket green robe, decorated with colorful embroidery, embroidered with some messy flowers.

"What kind of cultivation is he?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked, people who practice qi will exude their aura when they control their aura, but for some reason, Mo Li does not emit any aura when he flies.

"I just became Taixuan not long ago. Nanfeng said casually, he is a clear-eyed person, and he sees it really, Mo Li just used a certain method to hide his complexion, and he is not cultivating to the point where he has no complexion to appear.

"Taixuan?" Zhuge Chanjuan was very puzzled, "Since you are Taixuan, how can you not see your complexion?"

"As soon as you use your body, your complexion will appear, and how to pick flowers to commit crimes. Nanfeng didn't speak well.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhuge Chanjuan didn't dare to disturb him, looked quietly, and waited for Mo to get closer.

Mo Li's body method is very elegant, as if walking against the wind, leisurely and free.

But this is just a layman's opinion, in Nanfeng's opinion, Mo Li's body method can only be regarded as inferior, in order to pursue good looks, he sacrificed speed, flashy, and put the cart before the horse.

Mo Li never hid his whereabouts this time, ignored the people below, swept straight closer, and landed on a roof on the east side of the courtyard where Concubine Huan was, waving his clothes back, tilting his head arrogantly, in the eyes of others, it was Yushu Linfeng, but he Nanfeng seemed to be fabricated.

Seeing him coming, more than ten people immediately jumped out below, including martial artists, Taoists, and monks.

When Mo Li was surrounded, the old monk led by him opened his mouth, first a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, and then a stinky and long exhortation.

Seeing that Mo Li was so depraved, Nanfeng had the heart to beat him, but after listening to the old monk's admonition, he felt that this old monk was even more underwhelmed than Mo Li.

In fact, Mo Li ignored this person's admonition, just looked around at everyone, and glanced at the courtyard where Concubine Huan was from time to time.

After the old monk finished speaking, Mo Li answered, "Why don't you see Gao Yang?"

Naturally, everyone would not have good words in reply to him, and they hurled insults loudly, intending to do it.

Seeing that everyone was about to make a move, Mo Li stretched out his right hand forward, "Wait, let me finish speaking." ”

Everyone only thought that he was weak and timid, so he didn't do it immediately, Mo Li took the opportunity to raise his anger and shouted, "Gao Yang, I'm here to steal your wife again." ”

This shout is made by lifting the air, the night is silent, not to mention the palace, I am afraid that half of Yecheng can hear it.

Hearing Mo Li's nonsense, Zhuge Chanjuan couldn't help laughing, but when she tilted her head and found that Nanfeng's face was ugly, she hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth and held back.

Where did everyone think that he would be so presumptuous, greeted him, and stepped forward to besiege.

As soon as Mo Li made a move, Nanfeng immediately saw the clue, the moves used by Mo Li were strange and changeable, and there were similarities with the swordsmanship used by Changle.

There are a total of fifteen people besieging Mo Li, most of them are light purple in the mountains, and only the old monks who preached in the cave are the ones who preached before, this group of people is naturally not Mo Li's opponent, and Mo Li has never hurt the killer, put on a cat play mouse posture, snatched one of the warriors' long sticks, and divided it into two, holding a section with both hands, and playing everyone.

It is said that beating people does not slap their faces, but Mo Li deliberately picked their heads and faces to beat, and after a few rounds, except for the old monk, the rest of the people were all bruised and swollen, and their heads were full of bags.

The reason why the old monk was not as embarrassed as everyone else was not because he was strong in martial arts, but because this person practiced kung fu so well that he never had a blue nose and swollen face even if he was beaten.

Mo Li had been laughing arrogantly when he did it, he didn't beat him randomly, but he beat whoever was not bad enough, and in the end everyone was beaten into pigs' heads, so he gave up everyone and only beat the old monk.

Seeing this situation, Nanfeng remembered that at this time, Yuan Kong, the abbot of Foguang Temple, had served as the protector of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and the person who came should be Yuan Kong's junior brother, and he had also practiced the eight golden bodies.

These eight golden bodies are Buddhist supernatural powers, although they also need to practice qi, but the supernatural powers they possess are not directly related to their own aura, in other words, although this person is a purple qi cave abyss, it does not mean that this person has practiced the eight golden bodies to the seventh level.

is to practice to the sixth level, Mo Li also hurt him very much, seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, Mo Li changed his way of playing, hitting all over his body, trying to find his cover door.

After fighting for a while, Mo Li also felt tired, the human body has hundreds of acupoints, and it took too long to search for them one by one, so he waved out a puff of medicinal powder with his backhand and sprinkled it on the old monk's face.

Seeing the opportunity, the old monk waved his sleeve to disperse the powder, and then waved his Zen staff and continued to fight with him.

"What is it?" Nanfeng looked at Zhuge Chanjuan.

"The powder is mixed with phosphorescence, when it is a spring poison such as spring night powder, this kind of poison only needs to be stained with a little will be confused, and the old monk is afraid that he has been poisoned. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

Nanfeng frowned again when he heard this, his nose trembled, and he didn't ask again.

The eight golden bodies can not only resist external attacks, but also have anti-poison effects, the powder did not hurt him, but it affected the guards below who held spears and opened bows, this poison is indeed domineering, but at this moment the work has been in chaos below, the poisoned guards threw their blades and ran away, the officials shouted loudly, where are those guards willing to listen.

After a few rounds, Mo Li laughed and spoke, "Master, are you from Foguang Temple?"

As soon as the old monk spoke, Mo Li stepped forward, sprinkled a handful into his mouth, turned to laugh and retreated, counting down loudly, counting from three to one, the old monk was poisonous, threw the Zen staff, and began to tear the robe.

"Go to Wanshou Palace, the Queen Mother is waiting for you there. "Don't leave the direction.

The old monk had poisonous hair, he had lost his mind, and when he heard Mo Li's shouting, he really followed the direction he pointed to and swept towards the Wanshou Palace, and everyone was shocked when they saw this, and they all gave up Mo Li and went to stop him.

Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, Mo Li was so unhappy, "I see clearly, it's the tall round-faced woman, don't make a mistake." ”

"Hahaha. Zhuge Chanjuan was hilarious.

"Aren't you afraid of moving the tires?" Nanfeng frowned.

Nanfeng's face was very ugly at this time, and Zhuge Chanjuan knew that he was really angry, so she hurriedly silenced him.

As soon as the person who practiced qi went, where was the guard below who was not far from the opponent, calmly in and out, and carried a young woman out, at this time the marriage was early, and he was already married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, although this person was a woman of high joy, he was actually not very old, but twenty-five or sixteen, and he was really good-looking.

It can be seen that this concubine wants to be stolen by Mo Li, and she doesn't struggle when she is carried on her shoulder, but she always has to do it, and she always has to shout a few times to 'let me go'.

Even if he succeeded, Mo Li did not leave immediately, carried the woman to the roof, and shouted again, "Gao Yang, I took your woman away, don't worry, I will send you back before dawn." ”

Gao Yang may have been drunk and not awakened at this time, or he may have woken up but did not dare to come out, or he may have considered the severity of going to Wanshou Palace to save the old lady, in short, he never appeared.

Mo Li shouted, and the woman began to struggle violently, she was not afraid of being stolen, she was afraid of being sent back, and if she was sent back, she would die.

At this moment, a huge black shadow appeared in the air, and Mo Li felt it and looked up.

Just as he looked up, a silver light fell from the sky.

The south wind saw it clearly, the silver light was a strange rope three feet long, followed by the rope fell is a white-headed ape, and then look up, there are two white cranes, one of them is empty, and the other white crane sits on a pair of young men and women, the woman is dressed in blue, when she is twenty-seven or eighteen, the man is much older than her, dressed as a Taoist.

Seeing that Nanfeng's expression was different, Zhuge Chanjuan guessed that he recognized people, "Do you recognize them?"

Nanfeng was angry at Mo Li's evil depravity and misdeeds at this time, and when he heard Zhuge Chanjuan's question, he just nodded and did not answer.

This white-headed ape is from Yingzhou, where it is the residence of the scattered immortals, this time the rope thrown by the monkey should be a fairy magic weapon, and after getting rid of it, it seems to have ears and eyes, and rushes straight to Mo Li.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Li hurriedly carried the woman to the ground, trying to dodge the silver rope with the help of the walled courtyard.

But as soon as he landed, the rope chased after him, and the waist was entangled, which was only three feet long, but after the upper body, it suddenly became longer, and dozens of bundles were bundled, and the dumplings were not separated from the bundle.

Tied like this, he naturally couldn't stand steadily, and he fell crookedly.

The woman was also thrown into a mess, sat up in amazement, and when she looked up, she found a strange-looking monkey in front of her, screamed, and fled in a hurry.

After so many years, the white-headed ape's cultivation has not improved significantly, it is still too Xuan's cultivation, when he fell, Mo Li was trying to stealth and get out of trouble, and after a few flashes, he couldn't get his wish, seeing him struggling, the monkey went up to beat him, to be exact, kicked him.

Seeing that Mo Li was captured and beaten, Zhuge Chanjuan looked at Nanfeng eagerly, but Nanfeng just looked at it with a black face and had no intention of making a move.

At this moment, the two people in the air jumped down, their clothes fluttering, and they were a bit fairy-like, but unfortunately today was the first day of the new year, there was no moon in the sky, and the black rumbling was not very good-looking.

"What is the origin of this man and woman?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked suspiciously, this woman's cultivation is mediocre, but she is a light purple mountain, but the man next to her has no complexion revealed.

"The woman's name is Lan Ling'er, and she has an enmity with me. The man should be her husband, his qi is silvery, and he should be a heavenly immortal cultivator. Nanfeng said that during the time when he had a feud with Lan Ling'er, Zhuge Chanjuan was arguing with him and was not with him.

Zhuge Chanjuan was surprised when she heard this, "Immortals can also get married?"

"The rules are all for the weak, and there are always some people who can disobey the rules. Nanfeng said casually.

When the two were talking, there was a noisy shout from the direction of Wanshou Palace, and the middle-aged Taoist explained to Lan Ling'er, and then drifted westward to Wanshou Palace.

"Look at how gentle people are to their own women. Zhuge Chanjuan glanced at Nanfeng.

"You can go to him if you like. Nanfeng looked back, and the middle-aged Taoist who was full of affection from the previous 'Ling'er' gave him goosebumps.

"Forget it, I don't like. Zhuge Chanjuan said with a smile.

Nanfeng didn't answer, and moved his gaze to Mo Li again.

At this time, Lan Ling'er was talking to Mo Li, to be precise, she seemed to know Mo Li, knew something, and laughed at Mo Li's cowardice and incompetence, and even her own woman ran away with others.

Mo Li changed his laughing expression, returned to the true colors of Hanako, greeted his ancestors, and insulted his daughters.

Lan Ling'er is not a good man and a woman, so she took advantage of Mo Li's inconvenience and stepped forward to scold.

"Does she know that Mo Li is your brother?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan, and when Lan Ling'er scolded Mo Li, she said, "You are all lowly embryos." ’

"It's possible. Nanfeng said casually, the same thing, men and women observe from different angles, Zhuge Chanjuan listened to what Lan Ling'er was saying, and he cared more about what Mo Li said, according to Mo Li's tone and words of scolding Lan Linger, he had a great hatred with Lan Linger, far more than Lan Ling'er caught him.

It didn't take long for the guards to come with Gao Yang in their arms, and those Qi practitioners who went to Wanshou Palace also followed the middle-aged Taoist here, there were outsiders present, Lan Ling'er didn't scold because of decency, but Mo didn't care about those, he still lay on the ground and scolded loudly.

Although Gao Yang is crazy, he is not stupid, he knows that he can't offend the immortals, his attitude is gentle, and he thanked him repeatedly.

The middle-aged Taoist had the face of a worldly master, said something inconsequential, and did not accept any reward, but only said that he wanted to take Mo Li away and make it measured.

The immortal spoke, how dare Gao Yang disobey, only to see that Xianyan Sansheng was lucky, and he wanted to invite a few immortals to spend a few days in the palace, and he could also express his dedication.

The middle-aged Taoist excused himself several times, and finally agreed.

Before the guards went to escort Mo Li, Lan Ling'er said to him, "Take you and let out the wind, I won't be afraid that they won't fall into the net......"