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Pingzhou Pingyang City Mo family separated

Under the dark blue sky, the sun had just risen over the horizon, and a little sunlight shone into the Mo family's training ground and hit everyone's faces. Mo Xi sat in front of everyone, his eyes closed, and the spiritual power in his body flowed rapidly, starting the first week of the day. The twenty-four people in front of him were also sitting in place, operating and regulating the spiritual power in their bodies.

From his father's consent to the official establishment of the shadow, Mo Xi only took a month, Mo Xi visited the five cities of Pingzhou: Mucheng, Yancheng, Qingshui City, Wuyang City, Pingyang City and the villages under the city, excavating and hiring talented cultivators who were within the range of the family could pay, but many of the people who could be caught were recruited by the academy and the imperial army, Mo Xi could only carefully look for the fish that slipped through the net, among the twenty-four people recruited by Mo Xi, there were people who were abandoned by the ten major families, there were also people from small and medium-sized families, and cultivators from villages under the city.

Due to the particularity of the Mohist exercises, none of these people can cultivate. Mo Xi bought the exercises of each family at a high price for them to practice.

In Pingyang City, the situation of the Mo family is becoming more and more severe, the other nine families are targeting and suppressing the Mo family more and more seriously, and the business of the shops is getting worse and worse.

Mo Xi opened her eyes, then stood up. Everyone was also done on Sunday, and all stood up. Mo Xi's bright eyes swept over everyone, and then said with a rainbow of momentum: "Today we practice physical arts, in the practice of both sides, there are no move requirements, but you can't gather spiritual power to attack, and you can't use any weapons, the first to hit the opponent's vital side wins, two in a team, start now." 〞

As soon as Mo Xi's words fell, the twenty-four people instantly entered the battle posture, Mo Xi watched the fight of everyone, and said, "The attacker should pay attention to using feints to make the opponent misjudge, leak flaws, and then attack quickly. Defenders should be observant, react quickly, and block in time. Pay attention to your speed, your strength. Under Mo Xi's guidance, everyone gradually entered the state, and the speed of shooting and defending became faster and faster.

"Don't think this kind of training is useless, when it comes to the actual battle, you are not bare-handed, you have a killing weapon in your hand, and the speed and precision of your shot will make the target unguardable. The Shadow Order is not a mercenary group, nor an army, it will be an arrow in the night, killing people silently and at the least cost. I don't want to lose my good companions in the future because of your laziness now. Got it? Mo Xi said.

"Understood," shouted the crowd in unison.

Under Mo Xi's leadership, everyone has been cultivating for a month.

Pingyang City Mojia Inn

At noon, it was supposed to be the time for people to eat, but there were only a dozen people on the first floor of the Mojia Inn. Little 200 was bored in front of the counter, lazily lying there and napping. At this moment, a shadow hung over Xiao Er's head, and he raised his head and was looking at the person in front of him. The man's face was covered with scars, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if they were shining with cold light. There were several burly men standing behind this man, but these people were headed by the man in front of them.

Xiao Er looked at this group of people and knew that several of them were not easy to mess with, so he hurriedly said respectfully: "A few guest officers, eat or stay in the hotel?" 〞

The man at the head looked fierce and scolded: "How can you stay in the store at this time, hurry up and present the signature dishes in the store, your grandfather and I are already hungry." 〞

Xiao Er listened to the man's tone, although he felt that the man had the intention of deliberately looking for trouble, but it was not good to say anything in person, so he had to swallow his anger, turned into a smiling face, and hurriedly beckoned a few people to sit down in a good position. The leader looked around the first floor, then pointed to a table with guests, and said proudly, "Uncle, I want to sit here." 〞

Xiao Er has basically confirmed at this time that these people are here to find trouble. He stepped forward and whispered to the guests at the table, "A few guest officers, I really can't help it, can you go to the next table for dinner, as compensation, this meal is free." Several guests at this table saw that those people were menacing, and the shopkeeper's attitude was also sincere, so they didn't say a word, got up and came to the wooden table on the side.

Xiao Er wiped down the table that had been vacated, and then said to the men, "Wait a while, and the signature dish will be served immediately." 〞

The man waved his hand and motioned for Xiao Er to step back. Then he started whispering with a few companions.

Xiao Er stepped back carefully, walked to the back kitchen, beckoned a guy over, and muttered a few words in his ear. After listening to Xiao Er's words, the guy looked solemn, and then quietly ran out of the inn through the back door.

Several men in the hall looked at the inn while talking, their eyes full of salivation. Xiao Er stood by the kitchen door and looked at these people.

The climate of the Apocalypse Continent has a great feature, that is, the climate of each state is the same, although Pingzhou is located in the southeast of the mainland, the current season is the same as that of other states. The time on the mainland is now the beginning of November, it is late autumn, the weather is already with a lot of cold, and the environment is bleak and sober.

Xiao Er estimated that the time was about the same, so he started to serve dishes from the back kitchen. The first signature dish, Yue Qinghuabai, was served on the table, and the man led by him picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. Xiao Er watched his expression change instantly, the man slammed the chopsticks on the table, and then Huo Ran got up, snorted, and scolded: "What kind of dish is this, so unpalatable, do you want to disgust your grandfather and me?" Xiao Er looked at the man, his face full of black lines. If you want to say that this signature dish is clear and white, the man who says it is unpalatable is really the first person.

Xiao Er knew that this man was deliberately making trouble, but he was helpless, so he had to keep silent and silently serve the second signature dish in the wind and snow. Xiao Er stood at the table, holding the wooden plate used to support vegetables in his hand. A young fair-skinned man on the seat picked up the chopsticks, tasted a mouthful of heavy wind and snow, and as soon as the dish was entered, I saw his eyes roll around, spit out the food in his mouth, and then scolded: "Lao Tzu has never eaten such an unpalatable dish." As he spoke, he gathered spiritual power on the palm of his hand, and when he raised his hand, he was about to slap Xiao Er, and the palm of the hidden spiritual power was about to hit Xiao Er's face, and a white light pierced his palm in an instant, taking him around half of his body. The expression on the man's face was uncertain, and this state did not last long, and the pain of struggle was distorted on his face.

The man in the lead turned his head to look at his companion, the muscles on his face couldn't help but shake a few times, he slowly turned his head and looked at the door. I saw a young woman leaning against the door frame, her eyes drifting towards the man, and the bottom of her eyes seemed to flow with a faint light. The man looked at the woman's whole body, in addition to a pair of stunning eyes, the figure was also extremely charming. When the man looked at this woman, his heart was a little rippling. But years of dangerous instincts told him that this woman was dangerous, and that she was the kind of person who ate people and didn't spit out bones. The woman twisted her body and walked towards the man. This woman must be twenty or three years old, but that charm is very good. In the hall, most of the men were fascinated and lost their souls. She walked over to the man in charge, her fingers running over his chest, and then landed on the table beside her. The man stared at the woman vigilantly, and kept muttering in his heart: Although he is not a strong person, he was also promoted to a four-star early stage spirit not long ago, this strength may not be anything in other places, but in Pingyang City, it is not something that a young person can underestimate, but today he can't control his mind in front of this woman. Before the man could finish muttering, a wooden chopstick pierced his throat in the blink of an eye. Blood gushed out, and the woman had already left him and sat down on a chair at another table.

At this time, five people, both men and women, hurriedly ran in from the door, looking at the situation in the hall, a little stunned, but fleeting. One of them came up to the woman, bowed his head and asked, "Leader Yue, what about the rest?" The woman called the moon just moved her beautiful eyes slightly, and she turned her head with a smile and beckoned Xiao Er to serve a pot of tea.

The man respectfully took a few steps back, turned, and made a neck wiping motion at the four.

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