To the north is desolate, to the west is fierce, and to the east is the sea.

The south is Jincheng. The city is densely populated, and the flow of people coming and going is considerable, it is not difficult to confirm the news of the fierce beast riot in the Fifty Mountains, there are several pairs of warrior teams in the middle city who specialize in hunting in the Fifty Mountains, and they received a message from the Flying Eagle not long after they left the small city.

'Fierce beasts riot, come to the rescue. ’

I heard that the flying eagle was exhausted when he arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, and the City Lord's Mansion sent people to go straight west that night, which can be described as a hundred thousand urgent.

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Since entering Jincheng, Fu Cheng has become more and more impatient, at first Mo Weiyang thought that he was not used to the new environment, and then he went around the tavern, and then he vaguely remembered that the master mentioned that his birthplace seemed to be here a long time ago.

The sound of impact sounded from the courtyard again and again, and Fu Cheng swept the big tree in the courtyard with the side chop of the leg wind, but unfortunately although the tree was some years old, it was still not as thick as the fifty mountains, but it was a little stormy after three or two strokes.

"Xiaocheng."

Mo Weiyang's voice just fell.

"Click-boom-" The tree in the court fell to the ground with a thud, and Fu Cheng turned around to collect his legs.

It is not difficult to split a tree without using any external force, even a martial artist at the bottom of the stream can do it with some methods, but at the age when Fu Cheng's skeleton has not yet grown, it must be that the mastery of strength and qi has already been introduced.

However, compared to the boxing method given by the master, it was just a simple kick for him.

"The trees here aren't as sturdy as the ones in the mountains, but you can't help but toss them."

Mo Weiyang avoided the big tree that fell nearly three feet thick in the courtyard, and then said, "I saw a good yard on East Street, let's go and live there tonight." ”

Fu Cheng frowned and asked, "The fierce beast really rioted?" ”

Although there is already a lot of noise outside, Fu Cheng does not have contact with people if it is not necessary.

Except for Mo Weiyang.

Maybe it was because the white tiger he met last time left too much impression on him, or maybe he had been more seriously injured before that, which made him a little sharper and paranoid about the beast.

Listening to the tone, it is more likely that he will explode first before the beast goes berserk.

Fu Cheng, who spoke, always looked at the other party's eyes, like freshly refined glass, bright and transparent, making it impossible for people to say words against his will.

I can only nod in the affirmative.

"Shall we go back?"

You can see that he is trying to calm down, but obviously it doesn't have much effect.

Mo Weiyang staggered his steps at the same level as him and said, "I can't help when I go back, I won't go back." ”

"I can kill them."

Look at him standing there fixedly, stubborn and fierce in a tone like a little wolf that has just stretched out its claws.

Mo Weiyang had no choice but to stop and ask, "Do you remember the thunder two days ago?" ”

Fu Cheng was stunned, and Mo Weiyang continued: "It's what you think." ”

"You mean Master!"

From here to the west, even if it is the power of ten thousand acres of thunder, it is nothing more than that, Fu Cheng's tightly clenched fist trembled uncontrollably.

If Mo Weiyang hadn't followed Tanglin Xi into the depths of the Fifty Mountains more than three years ago, and had seen him subdue a black snake that was about to turn into horns, she wouldn't have believed it.

That man had mastered the power of God.

Fu Cheng was still standing in place stupidly, and Mo Weiyang shouted, "Let's go." ”

When I went back to the room to pack up my things, I couldn't help but be stared at by the boss when I settled the room money at the inn, and I couldn't, so I had to consciously hand over the money for a century-old tree.

Jincheng is very large, there is a city gate in each of the four directions of the east city, the west city, the south city and the north city, and the middle city located in the middle is small but it is the center of the whole Jincheng, and there is only one inner city gate that communicates with the south city.

East Street is a main road in Dongcheng, and when they arrived, it was already dusk, and there were not as many people here as Zhongcheng and Nancheng, but with the mountains and rivers at its back, the place was bright.

There are people carrying axes and firewood on their backs, and gray-white smoke rises from the rows of small chimneys, and it looks warm in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Now, this is it." Mo Weiyang pointed to the small courtyard full of weeds in front of him and said.

Fu Cheng looked at the empty door: "The door is not locked?" ”

"I guess I forgot."

Mo Weiyang said jokingly.

Fu Cheng pushed open the door and realized that he had forgotten this, there was nothing clean inside, what to do with the lock.

I formed a habit in the mountains, ate and slept, slept and climbed (Lintian Peak), and then ate, sleep, and climbed again after climbing. Suddenly returned to the crowd, but Mo Weiyang didn't know what to do.

Fu Cheng is not used to it, since a special big sandbag was rearranged in the new courtyard, he didn't care about what it was like outside.

That momentum reminded Mo Weiyang of the legendary martial arts idiot, referred to as "martial idiot".

The spirit of playing sandbags every day to practice skills is not something that everyone has, and Mo Weiyang still decided to integrate into the big collective of the city.

Find some fun places, eat and drink something delicious one by one, and bring Fu Cheng a few interesting toys by the way.

Thinking of Fu Cheng's complicated face when he saw the puppet toy for the first time, and he couldn't wait to reconcile the baby fat on his face, Mo Weiyang happily bought it again and again, but unfortunately only the effect of the first time was more obvious.

When I saw Yun Shangji and his party again, it was already the second day of the full moon festival, Mo Weiyang squatted on an old grocery stall in the corner to pick up a script, from "Interesting Facts of the City Lord's Mansion" to "How the General Was Made" There are all kinds of wonders, the content is simple and coquettish, not to mention the god level in another place, at least you can mix a little pink.

"What a layman, what is there to read in these ruffians' broken books."

The crisp and delicate timbre is so recognizable that it may be difficult to find a second person, Mo Weiyang looked back at Zhong Ni'er behind him, dressed in a pink Xiao Luo shirt, with the pink beads on his head, cute like a little princess.

Mo Weiyang smiled and teased, "Who are you?" ”

Zhong Ni'er stared at Mo Weiyang with wide eyes, and looked at Mo Weiyang again, dressed in a green cloth robe, with a simple bundle of hair, and a face and figure that did not look good.

It's so ordinary, so ordinary that Zhong Ni'er really begins to wonder if she recognizes the wrong person.

Mo Weiyang took out two pieces of broken silver and gave them to the owner of the grocery stall, and when he turned around, he saw Zhong Ni'er standing there alone, and she was really helpless when she was thinking, this little girl probably never looked at her directly.

"What about your senior brother, why didn't you see them?"

finally realized that Mo Weiyang was teasing her, and the little girl blushed and didn't answer.

"It's not like it's lost."

"Who said I was lost, they got lost." The voice is full of breath and sounds very convincing.

Well, it looks like it's really lost.

"What about Fu Cheng?" After a while, Zhong Ni'er remembered her intention.

It turned out to be looking for someone.

Mo Weiyang said: "Be at home." ”\f

Zhong Ni'er followed behind and snorted: "Isn't your family not here, how can you say that there is?" ”