Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, Zang Feng didn't drink righteous qi and blood, and his hand involuntarily touched Zang Feng's sword again, Zang Fengjian seemed to feel Mo Wen's thoughts, and with a loud fight, Mo Wen put Zang Feng on his shoulder: "Thank you, senior brother!" ”

Feng Zhengning was in trouble, just waiting for Mo Wen's injury to improve, and then left, Mo Wen went on the road alone again, he knew his life experience, and what was waiting for him on the road ahead would be endless interceptions! He didn't keep Feng Zhengning either, because he was afraid of being involved. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Zhang Miao left, Mo Wen's whereabouts instantly spread in the rivers and lakes, and Zhang Miao added fuel and vinegar to exaggerate the matter of injuring Mo Wen, but he didn't know that because of this, it brought endless disasters to the Imperial Sword Gate.

……

"My son is hurt? Wounded in the hands of Edgeworth? In the dark room, dozens of people knelt in front of Mrs. Qin and trembled.

Zi Yao's face was painful: "Madam, there is already news of the young master's whereabouts, I will go to find him, even if I am broken, I will never let him be hurt in the slightest!" ”

Madam Qin's face was extremely calm, but everyone knew that this was a precursor to her outburst: "Listen to me, I will say my words one last time, find him, find him before they hurt him, if I hear the news of his injury again, I will let you pay with your lives!" ”

"Yes! Madam! ”

"Edgeworth? Great, Edgeworth hurt my sons, and I want their lives! From today onwards, I don't care what method you use, within three days, I will see a hundred heads of the Imperial Sword Gate. ”

……

"Is the news from the Edgeworth Gate true?"

Shadow replied, "I'm not sure yet, but I've already sent someone to look for it according to the place said by the Edgeworth, and I'm sure there will be news soon." ”

……

"Haha, the Edgeworth Gate is really self-defeating, I'm worried that I can't find a reason to deal with them, find all the masters, and give me a bloody bath of the Edgeworth!" There was a hint of playfulness on the face of the ancient style.

At this moment, both good and evil are looking for Mo Wen with all their might.

And the most anxious is Mrs. Qin, because he is Mo Wen's biological mother, Mu Zi'er, who has not seen his son for more than 20 years, and finally has the news of his son, but he heard the news of his injury.

Mo Wen also understands his situation very well, now he walks on the rivers and lakes like walking on thin ice, his life experience has not yet been figured out, it may be that the rivers and lakes have been too calm over the years, Mo Wen is like a stone, making the whole lake a layer of waves.

After walking for a whole day, Mo Wen stopped at a small teahouse, which was very small, but gathered a lot of martial arts people.

"I didn't expect that the disciples of the Imperial Sword Gate had found the remnants of the Demon Dao first." One sighed.

Another laughed and said, "What if you find it, haven't you been able to kill it?" ”

"I've heard that Zhang Miao injured that Mo Wen."

"Hahaha, you are all hearsay, I have really seen it, Zhang Miao and his eight junior brothers were seriously injured, he was just bragging, I don't think they were injured, it was Mo Wen who injured them."

"My God, according to age, Qin Xiangtian's son is only in his early twenties, that Zhang Miao is a disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, and there are eight people to help, how powerful is this."

"Yes, you said that if we people go to kill him, we won't die at his hands, right?"

"Hmph, coward, there are so many of us, are you afraid that one of them will not succeed? The world only knows that the Imperial Sword Gate is powerful, one of the nine major factions, which of our people is worse than them, kill Mo Wen when the rivers and lakes become famous! ”

"That's right, that's right, hahaha~"

Mo Wen sipped tea alone, listening to the people around him, his heart was slightly shocked, it seemed that his situation was not good, Mo Wen turned around and looked, there were at least more than 20 people from the rivers and lakes gathered here, even if he had the ability to reach the sky, it was difficult to resist.

At this moment, one person sighed: "It's just a pity that Mo Daoyuan, Lingyun Sword's reputation in the rivers and lakes is afraid to be ruined by his 'son'." ”

Mo Wen chuckled in his heart for a moment, and couldn't help but listen carefully.

"I heard that many sects have found the Zixiao Sword Sect, and Mo Daoyuan is under a lot of pressure."

"Speaking of which, Mo Daoyuan is also very wronged, he is just kind to adopt a child, how can he think that he will be Qin Xiangtian's son?"

"Ha, Mo Daoyuan actually knew that it was Qin Xiangtian's son, and he had an agreement with Qin Xiangtian back then......"

"Agreements? What protocol? How did I not know this? ”

"Twenty years ago, when Qin Xiangtian died, I watched from a distance, Mo Daoyuan and Qin Xiangtian whispered a few words, Qin Xiangtian jumped off the cliff and committed suicide, and then Mo Daoyuan had a son, what kind of agreement do you say?"

"So that's the case, no wonder Mo Daoyuan has been closed for the past few days, it turns out that there is a ghost in his heart, I really can't imagine that the dignified Lingyun Sword is so despicable."

"If you want me to say, Mo Daoyuan is afraid that he will not have the face to see people, adopt the remnants of the Demon Dao, and call him Lingyun Sword, hypocrite."

Mo Wen slammed the table, startling everyone: "What are you doing!" ”

"Mo Daoyuan's martial arts righteous path, how can you talk about it, only talk about people behind your back, how can you not say how many demons Mo Daoyuan has killed over the years." Mo Wen's face was indignant.

A man with maroon hair sneered, "Who is Your Excellency?" What do I have to do with you? ”

"Hmph, Mo Daoyuan is someone I respect, and no one is allowed to talk about it!"

"Haha, I'm just going to talk about it, how are you doing?"

"Look for death!" Mo Wen jumped up, and the Zangfeng sword scrambled out of its sheath, but in an instant, the tip of the sword was already between this person's neck: "If you dare to speak disrespectfully, die!" ”

At this moment, a person's eyes widened, and he pointed at Mo Wen's hand and trembled a little: "It's him, it's him, it's him!" ”

"Who?"

"He's holding the Hidden Blade Sword, he doesn't ask!"

In a word, dozens of people stood up suddenly, and at the same time touched the weapon, Mo Wen smiled coldly: "Good eyesight, it is indeed a hidden sword, don't ask in the next place!" ”

"How daring! In front of so many of us, we dare to show our identities. ”

Mo Wen said disdainfully: "You are just a group of rabble, what am I afraid of, I will only talk behind my back, a bunch of outright martial arts scum!" ”

"Don't ask! Don't be arrogant, this is your place of burial today. ”

"Hahaha~" Mo asked and laughed three times: "Then what are you waiting for, do it!" ”

There was a roar, but none of the people made a move, all of them were waiting, waiting for the first one to make a move, Mo asked them to be reluctant to move: "Very good, if you don't do it, I will do it." ”

The Hidden Blade sword slammed the brown-haired man out of the way.

This action also annoyed everyone, everyone glanced at each other, shouted and rushed to Mo Wen, Mo Wen tightly clutched the Zangfeng sword, Dad, use my blood to wash away your innocence.