In the Tiger Roaring Building, the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing, the original noisy sound only disappeared in an instant, and in the entire hall, only Mo Wen, and the sound of the Confucian student pouring wine and picking vegetables, halfway through eating, Mo Wen suddenly laughed: "Xiao Er, another pot of wine!"

Mo Wen didn't hear a response for a long time, and couldn't help but turn his head strangely, the shopkeeper was standing by the counter in a daze at this time, looking at Confucius stupidly, Mo Wen slapped the table: "Little Er!!"

At this time, Xiao Er came back to his senses, cautiously ran to Mo Wen's side, and asked almost silently, "Guest officer...... What more could you want?"

Mo Wen frowned slightly: "Xiao Er, another pot of wine!"

Xiao Er nodded, walked quickly, Mo Wen couldn't help but look at Confucius again, seeing that this person didn't look fierce and vicious, and the people in this Tiger Roaring Tower didn't look weak, how could he be so afraid of this person?

After a while, Xiao Er brought a pot of wine and put it on the table very slightly: "Slow use of the guest officer!"

Mo Wen was about to hand the empty wine jug to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper had already run away, Mo Wen didn't pay attention, the flask slipped from his hand, and there was a crisp sound, which attracted everyone's sideways. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Confucius frowned a little and turned his head: "When I eat, I don't like other sounds. ”

Mo was stunned, what do you mean? Is this a warning to yourself: "I'm sorry, I missed it at the next moment, and I was disturbed." ”

"Well, just pay attention, forget it this time!" After speaking, Confucius turned his head and continued to eat.

Mo Wen was a little unhappy in his heart, what do you mean by this time, is it possible that you are not careful for the second time, and you still want to kill me? But fortunately, Mo Wen is not a troublemaker, and he doesn't care, but the mood for drinking is gone: "Xiao Er, settle the bill!"

As soon as he didn't think about this, Confucius said impatiently again: "I said it, the voice is quieter!"

When Mo asked, he suddenly became energetic: "Hehe, I'll settle my account, you eat your wine, it's irrelevant to each other, and the sound below doesn't seem to be loud, right?"

"In my ears, I'm already a little irritable. ”

"Is that so, why don't you find a secluded place, why come to this noisy restaurant?" replied Mo coldly.

"It seems that your little baby is quite unconvinced, okay, I still have a rule, as long as someone can pick me up three times, I will avoid it when we meet in the future!"

Mo Wen was about to settle the bill and leave, but at this time he sat down again: "Willing to learn!"

Originally, Wang Yin's death was already very unhappy, but now that he was robbed again, he was even more unhappy, Confucian put down his chopsticks, slapped it violently on the table with one hand, and a piece of wood at the corner of the table shot at Mo Wen like a sharp blade.

Mo Wen pursed his lips disdainfully, but when the wood chips came to his eyes, they suddenly became a pile of small fragments, which originally looked like sharp blades, but at this time they were like flying needles.

The corners of Confucius's mouth raised, and he took another piece of wood, Mo Wen knew that he could stop the first time, it was already almost to the limit, this time it seemed that the attack was more fierce, his feet kicked the ground, he quickly retreated, and the sword of Zangfeng was unsheathed, and he made a Tai Chi in front of him, blocking all the sawdust.

"Hehe, it seems that you still have some ability, you have passed these two tricks, and you are trying the third trick!" Confucius also left his seat at this time, his body was extremely fast, Mo Wen just turned his head to see that the Confucian had already arrived in front of him, and slowly pushed it out with a palm.

Mo Wen was already unable to dodge at this time, so he had to bite the bullet and meet a palm, his palms touched, Mo Wen immediately felt bad, a very strong internal force passed through his palm, straight into the body, Mo Wen had a sharp pain in his chest, and the internal force of Confucianism frantically destroyed Mo Wen's organs.

Confucian Sheng slowly withdrew his palm and clapped his hands: "Tut-tut, I thought I could make an exception, but I still couldn't take my three moves!"

Mo Wen burst out with a mouthful of blood, spit on the ground as if it was mixed with some fragments of internal organs, knelt on one knee, and held on to it with one hand to prevent himself from falling, while constantly operating the internal force to fight against the air flow in his body!

Confucius had already walked out of the restaurant, but when he saw this, he stopped: "Huh, you have some perseverance, then I'll see how long you can last!"

Mo Wen's eyes were already a little blurry, and the hand supporting him on the ground was also trembling, and a voice kept echoing in his heart, fall down, I can't hold it, all the pain of falling down is gone.

Just when Mo Wen was about to lose his strength, a black shadow appeared in the Tiger Roaring Tower, a dry palm against Mo Wen's shoulder, Mo Wen felt that someone was helping him, looked back, smiled bitterly, and fainted.

This black shadow is none other than the shadow that Gu Yue asked him to send Mo Wen into the capital and mysteriously disappeared: "You are too heavy......"

Rusheng sneered: "Hmph, when did you also have compassion, disturb me to eat, I didn't kill him with one blow, it's already considered mercy, besides, Shadow, although you are the person next to the demon lord, it seems that you can't control me, right?"

"That's right, but you should be glad that he didn't die, otherwise you will have a chance to taste the methods of the demon lord!" the shadow threw down this sentence, grabbed Mo Wen, and quickly swept away with light skills.

Confucian frowned, he didn't understand what the shadow said just now, could it be that this kid is the head of the demon lord?