When you are trying to push others into the fire pit, you are actually not far from the fire pit, the fire licks your cheeks, and one step further is doomed.

It's an old saying that has been passed down from time to time to time, and it has been passed down around every campfire, but those who have long been away from life between campfires have forgotten this obvious truth.

Everything is the same as in the original book, Kong Ci died at the hands of Xiongba, died at her wedding, and the news of her death spread all over the world along with the defection of the head of Feiyun Hall.

It had been a few days since the news reached Mo Ye's ears, and Wushuang City was now limited in manpower, and it was not very convenient to get the news, but this did not prevent these people from celebrating this late news.

Those who fall into hatred and have no way to take revenge for a while, and are unable to take revenge, will always rejoice in the misfortune of their enemies, just as they were the ones who killed Kong Ci.

However, Mo Xie did not show a trace of joy, but in the next few days, he practiced the exercises on the fragments of the Book of Heaven even more desperately.

Originally, he was already tired to death by doing it five times a day, but since he got the news of Kong Ci's death, he did it eight times a day, exhausting himself like a dead dog.

No one understands why he is so desperate, if it weren't for the fact that everyone around him firmly believes that he is the young city lord of Wushuang City, it is estimated that he will be the one who was robbed of his wife first and then lost his wife, and he can't even keep his wife's body, and he wears a big green hat.

However, if the people on the rivers and lakes are well-informed, they will know that Mo Ye and Nie Feng at this time simply went to two extremes, one practiced desperately, and the other desperately indulged, losing himself in the wine.

And if there was a God's perspective, he would know all the facts, and know the reason why Mo Xie was desperately studying the fragments of the Book of Heaven......

"The plot changes, the quest is generated. ”

"Mission, survive in the hands of Xiongba in ten days, don't try to escape, you can't hide. ”

The missions issued by the Holy Book are always very strange, especially this time - what kind of situation would cause an unavoidable encounter!!

a daddy!!

However, Mo Xie did not dare to speak disrespectfully to the Holy Scripture, at least when he was sober.

Therefore, in the face of this task, he had to cry silently......

I know that if I find something like heaven and earth, treasure sword and magic skills, I will be punished by heaven, right......

Mo Xie suddenly felt that he was being placed by the "Holy Scripture", from beginning to end, and the funny thing was that he was still unaware of counting the money for the "Holy Scripture".

He had already stepped into the trap from the very beginning of entering the Lingyun Cave, and now it was the time for the Holy Scripture to close the net.

This is going to play to his rhythm!!

You must know that in Mo Ye's original script, he should have used the method of "picking up heads" to get through the final battle, but now it's good that the owner of the head has come to the door.

Mo Xie decided to meet the enemy in Lingyun Cave, at least he still had a powerful helper here, and now it is estimated that the reward order for him, the young master of Wushuang City, has come out.

Mo Ye, who had finished the last pose, was sweating like rain, and every trace of muscle and bone was protesting to him.

He leaned against the rock wall and tilted his head over the firelight outside the cave.

There was the chatter and laughter of the diehards of the Twin Cities.

"I wish the world will betray another hall master!"

"How can one be enough?!Sooner or later, the hero will have to taste the taste of being alone!"

Fortunately, there was no obscene part in their remarks, Mo Ye thought comfortingly, slowly peeling his spirit away from this tired body.

His time is limited, he cultivates his spirit when his body is tired, and he cultivates his physical body when he is tired, all just to survive from his hands when Xiongba comes here.

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"Bang dang!"

Nie Feng was once again drunk on the stone steps in front of the Tianxia Hui Xie Jian Rock, he looked at the Tianxia Hui from this angle with drunken eyes, looking at the busy gangs, they were like a group of ants without their own consciousness, as long as the people above gave an order, they had to do this and that.

If he hadn't been accepted as a disciple by Xiongba at the beginning, I'm afraid that I wouldn't be much better than these people now......

Nie Feng thought boredly, but he didn't know why he didn't use his previous honorific titles, but called him by his first name.

Maybe it's because he's drunk......

Kong Ci's death, the rebellion of the brothers who grew up together, and the fingers of the heroes of the rivers and lakes...... All of this wears him out and makes him sad.

So he needs a drunk, preferably one that can't wake up, so that he can lie here and waste another day of his life without any reason.

Maybe only that's good......

Nie Feng raised his head, but he didn't see the scene he expected to see the flowing clouds obscuring the sun.

He saw a face, a majestic countenance.

"Feng'er, if you continue like this, you will be ruined!" Xiongba's forehead did not have even one more wrinkle because of Kong Ci's death, and there was no sadness in his eyes at this time. His eyesight is only the reflection of Nie Feng, and there is a touch of domineering momentum that only a superior person can have.

This may be the reason why I subconsciously used the word "Xiongba" just now......

Nie Feng smiled in a low voice, and reached out to grab the wine jar he had just left behind, but he grabbed it empty.

"Bang la click!"

The bully smashed the jar with a single finger in the air, and the undrunk wine flowed down the stone steps, as cheap as water for mopping the floor.

"Master, don't care about me......" Nie Feng wanted to say a few hard words, but when he came to his lips, he only said a sentence similar to an appeal, like a lost dog.

"The teacher sent you to Lingyun Cave to retrieve the Blood Bodhi for me, which is also the burial place of your father, go and pay respects. There was a hint of subtlety in Xiongba's eyes, but he quickly covered up the action of wiping his eyes with his sleeve, "I originally wanted Xiao Ci to go with you......"

After saying this, he turned and left, according to what he knew about this disciple, this task was decided.

"Lingyun Cave...... Father...... Xiao Ci ......" Nie Feng muttered, the shadow that blocked him from looking up at the sky at this time had disappeared, and it was a pity that there were no expected clouds in the sky at this time to cover the sun.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Nie Feng closed his eyes, his snort gradually became heavy, and he actually slept on the stone steps like this.

The servants of the Sweeper of the World carefully bypassed him, and no one cared whether he was dead or alive.