Walk into the tower, a strong sense of nostalgia rushes to the face, hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, the tower is elegant and simple, no damage, the tower body is an octagonal nine-level dense eaves structure, the layout is rigorous, the wood and stone inlay structure forms a bay, from the bottom to the top according to the proportional decrease, there is a wooden ladder ring to climb up.

Seven Stars Floating Nine Towers are open on the first floor, neatly placed in three layers, hundreds of items, most of them are ancient books of martial arts, most of the authors are of unknown origin, Mo Lanjiong did not find a trace of the soul source bead.

Each time the tower is raised, the things collected are more and more precious, and at the moment, Mo Lanjiong only has the last silver tael left, but the soul source bead does not know which layer it is, so he has to give up for the time being.

When Yuwen Tuo saw Mo Lanjiong, he was still sneering.

Wan Gambling City and Gigai Avenue are only separated by a Takicheng Street, which is the largest gambling place in Pingcheng, and you have to get one or two silvers to start with.

In the evening, Mo Lanjiong came to the Ten Thousand Gambling City alone, the golden dragon jade carving plaque outside the city is particularly eye-catching, the square stone wall is carved with Yunling Eight Beasts, the city is brightly lit, the mahogany attic is meandering, the blessing cage embroidery is all over the wooden platform, the blue lotus green pond is decorated below, the breeze blows away, and the Ling Ling flutters.

The attic has long been dotted with people, hundreds of purple wood and gold silk garden tables are standing in the winding pavilion road, Mo Lanjiong walked into the pavilion road, and two water spirit girls were greeted by them, who looked so beautiful and beautiful.

"This son, are you here to pester or enjoy tea and enjoy the night?"

The night view of Wan Casino is famous, and the red lotus water tea is also a major feature, and many rich children come to enjoy it.

"I only have one or two silver, and I want to find a quiet place to enjoy the color, I don't know if I can?"

Mo Lanjiong has been sensitive to people since he was a child, this ten thousand gambling cities are an excellent place, if he can secretly understand it, wouldn't he be happy!

"Childe has seen the outside, Wan Casino has always valued guests, please come with me!"

Subsequently, the two girls took Mo Lanjiong to a remote pavilion, surrounded by frogs and rippling blue lotuses, which was rare and elegant.

"Childe, this is the Qingchi Pavilion, one of the many pavilions in the Ten Thousand Casinos, the pavilion is remote, but it is very quiet, I wonder if Childe can be satisfied?" one of the girls in the pink skirt whispered, her voice was extremely pleasant, and Xue Rou's eyes looked at Mo Lanjiong without a trace of chill.

"Thanks... Thank you!"

Although Mo Lanjiong has lived in the mountains since he was a child and does not admire beauty, he is also a little shy in the face of such a beautiful girl.

After a while, the two girls made a pot of red lotus water tea for Mo Lanjiong.

"Behind the Ten Thousand Casinos, who is the master?"

Looking at the elegant color, Mo Lanjiong felt a little curious.

It didn't take long for a white-clothed young man from far and near, slowly pacing towards the Qingchi Pavilion, Mo Lanjiong raised a trace of vigilance, and faced this person, who actually had the cultivation of the eighth stage of the source soul.

"Huh?"

The young man in white sat on the pavilion chair, brushed his sleeves and picked up a green jade cup, filled Mo Lanjiong's share, and drank it himself.

Mo Lanjiong frowned, and a white feather fan in the hand of the white-clothed young man caught Mo Lanjiong's attention. The twelve white feathers are tightly inlaid with fan bridges, and the fan blades are wrapped in silver knives, reflecting dense curtain spines, which is obviously a very rare weapon.

"In Xia Zhang Bin, I usually enjoy the night here, this time I disturb, the son doesn't mind!" The young man in white looked like snow, but he didn't have the slightest chill.

Mo Lanjiong's heart sank, the person in front of him was actually Zhang Bin!

"I have admired the name of Zhang Gongzi for a long time, and I am in Xia Mo Lanjiong. Mo Lanjiong picked up the porcelain cup and bowed in respect.

Unexpectedly, he met Zhang Bin here, and because of Yan Xue'er's incident, Mo Lanjiong left a trace of heart.

Zhang Bin raised his eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed in his ice blue eyes.

......

As Yan Xue'er said, Zhang Bin did not make things difficult for others, and after saying a few words, Zhang Bin walked away.

It was late at night when he returned to the Prison Tomb Mansion, and Mo Lanjiong saw that the lights were still on in a room in the mansion.

"Strange... Why hasn't Yan Xue'er slept yet?"

Opening the door of the house, Mo Lanjiong hurriedly lit the candle, and the ice blue divine stone in his hand was faintly glowing, this was bought for a whole piece of silver, I hope Yan Xue'er likes it.

After pacing, Mo Lanjiong still came to the door of Yan Xue'er's house:

"Yeon... Yeon, did you sleep?"

In the middle of the night, Mo Lanjiong was nervous, afraid that Yan Xue'er would misunderstand.

There was not a trace of movement in the house.

"Are you there? ”

Mo Lanjiong couldn't help frowning, Yan Xue'er wouldn't have an accident, right?

In order to help herself, Yan Xueer endured a lot of gossip from the outside world. From the moment he stepped into the prison mausoleum, Mo Lanjiong did not forget Yan Dianyu's instructions.

"Bang!"

The door of the house was suddenly pushed open, and there was a burst of fragrance, and Mo Lanjiong flashed into the air.

"Yeon Xue'er, are you there!"

The room was clean, full of the fragrance of a girl, but Yan Xue'er was still nowhere to be seen.

"Oops!"

If something happened to Yan Xue'er, Mo Lanjiong couldn't forgive herself.

"He... What is he going to do!"

Not far from the loft, Yan Xue'er tightly covered her cherry mouth, looking shocked.

As a guard, Mo Lanjiong did not return sooner or later, and Yan Xue'er sat in the verandah, angry.

As early as before, Yan Xue'er saw that under the shadow of the window, Mo Lanjiong was pacing back and forth, very weird, and now she was sneaky, and she also got into her own house, if she was in the house......

At this moment, Yan Xue'er couldn't hold back any longer.

"What are you doing!"

An angry rebuke came from behind him, Mo Lanjiong looked back, and Yan Xue'er was looking at herself angrily.

"Yan Xue'er?" Mo Lanjiong was relieved and grinned, but in Yan Xue'er's opinion, there was a trace of weirdness.

"Smack!"

With a slap in the face, Mo Lanjiong's face suddenly turned red.

"You... You beast!" Yan Xue'er's eyes twitched and she cried.

Yan Xue'er never thought that Mo Lanjiong would be such a human-faced beast!

"No, I..."

Mo Lanjiong was about to explain, and another slap came over:

"Get out! Get out of the Prison Mansion!"

Mo Lanjiong's face sank, clutched the divine stone tightly, and turned to leave.

For several days, Yan Xue'er never went out, during which Yan Dianyu also came to visit once, but was turned away.

Mo Lanjiong never expected that this matter would make Yan Xue'er misunderstand so deeply.

Finally, Mo Lanjiong put down a letter outside Yan Xue'er's house, and the letter explained everything at that time.

In the end, Mo Lanjiong took out the divine stone in the package, and the clothes given by Yan Xue'er had been washed.

Pressing the two on the envelope, Mo Lanjiong slowly walked away and left the Prison Mansion.

As for what will happen in the future, Mo Lanjiong doesn't want to think about it.

......

Oak Avenue, Night Whispering Pavilion

The girl in black stood respectfully behind Zhang Bin.

"Oh, you said he had left?" Zhang Bin'e raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

The girl in black has come out one by one what has happened in the past few days.

"Let's go down!" Zhang Bin turned around, his silver lips curling with a subtle arc.

Under the scorching sun, Mo Lanjiong walked through the streets and alleys towards the outskirts of the city, and many sons recognized him, and there were bursts of ridicule and sarcasm.

The flame sun skimmed through the shadows of the buildings, and it was already setting in the west.

Walking on the dirt road on the outskirts of the city, Mo Lanjiong felt cold for a while, there was nowhere to go in the city, and now he was making a living everywhere, and he had no direction for a while.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

There was a stiff sound of hammering iron in the distance, and following the sound, Mo Lanjiong walked towards the barren ridge on the outskirts of the city.

"It's closed, let's come back another day. ”

Next to the furnace, a burly alchemist sits, smashing the solidifying red iron.

The refiner was dressed in a brown robe and covered with hair, and under the scorching sun, a long scar was reflected on the side of his face.

"Do you need a helper?"

Mo Lanjiong was sure in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

The refiner put down dozens of pounds of hammers:

"It's a chore. ”

The tone is as cold as iron, without a hint of emotion.

Then, the refiner picked up a giant iron dart and continued to smash it.

"The condition is very poor, if you don't mind. ”

The refiner raised his head and glanced at Mo Lanjiong, a gleam flashing in his eyes.

"I... Don't mind!" Mo Lanjiong's face was resolute.

......

In the months that followed, Mo Lanjiong took on the role of the iron furnace, and the refiner remained silent.

"The molten iron is too stiff, heat it up!"

Listening to the refiner's accusations, Mo Lanjiong kept adding fire refining stones to the furnace.

Although these days are hard day and night, three meals of coarse tea and light rice, but they are also fulfilling.

The blacksmith shop is located in a muddy place on the outskirts of the city, and it is rarely visited on weekdays, and occasionally some mountain bandits come to eat and drink, and most of the refiners are familiar with it, and there is no friction.

A corner of the courtyard was full of iron tools, and Mo Lanjiong was puzzled, and asked the refiner, only saying that he kept it and sold it.

Right now, it's freezing and cold, 9 to 5, and there is no one around the barren mountains.

One day, a group of people dressed in purple fox fur were ushered in outside the shop, led by a snow-clothed and jade-dressed son, and it was bitterly cold outside, and a group of people stepped straight into the courtyard.

Mo Lanjiong was boiling water in the house, unaware.

"Master Han, how is the progress of the things I explained to you half a year ago?" Brother Gongzi looked arrogant, and he didn't take Han Yu in his eyes at all.

"I didn't. ”

The refiner did not raise his head, and carved the sigil on the weapon in the bunk alone.

"What!"

Hu Fengxue's yin and yang were weird for a long time, his eyes widened, and Emei twisted the sticky snow into a splash.

"In a few months, when the martial arts competition starts, you dare to trick me?" Hu Fengxue grabbed the refiner's collar with an angry expression.

"Take your hands away!" The refiner's right arm burst with green tendons, and directly pushed Hu Fengxue on the iron platform:

"I don't care about you. ”

The refiner still had a cold expression, and his right hand immediately let go.

Seeing a movement outside the courtyard, Mo Lanjiong immediately broke down the door and saw a group of people next to the blacksmith shop, as well as Hu Fengxue who was lying on the side of the stage, panting.

"Master Han, this is..."

Looking at this scene, Mo Lanjiong frowned.

"Boy, who are you!"

Hu Fengxue struggled to get up, Han Yu alone was uncomfortable enough, and a young man appeared at this moment.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Hu Fengxue was full of anger.

"Who are you and why are you causing trouble here?" Mo Lanjiong's face was gloomy.

"Presumptuous! dare to talk to our Young Master Hu like this!"

Behind him, the group of people ushered in, their faces full of ferocity.

"Alright, let them go. The refiner said in a deep voice.

"You two... I remember you!"

Pointing at Mo Lanjiong and the others, Hu Fengxue held his breath and caught fire, and everyone supported him and left in embarrassment.

Hu Fengxue is a well-known playboy in Pingcheng, and he and his father Hu Yiao set up a green building in Pingcheng to collect ill-gotten gains.

This person is arrogant and domineering, but he is good at attaching power, and often takes advantage of the invitation of Qinglou to befriend the children of major families, and has a lot of dealings with him.

The Wutan Alliance has been developed for a hundred years, and it is united by the seven martial spirit families of Pingcheng, and it takes turns to take charge in one fell swoop for five years. The powerhouses of the previous martial arts competitions will be invited by the martial arts alliance to become a member of the martial arts league.

The martial arts league symbolizes the supreme honor, is the dream of many warriors, since three years ago the ghost less case, the martial arts league recruited strong men, all those who joined the alliance, all won an amethyst.

coincided with this year's participation in the competition of Wu She, the son of the leader of the Wutan League, and Hu Fengxue and Wu She have always been good friends. However, as the son of the leader of the alliance, Wu She's military resources were mediocre, and he learned that a few years ago, a refiner came to the outskirts of the city and made a living from casting, so he ordered Hu Fengxue to visit secretly and cast a soul fixing needle.

Mo Lanjiong didn't know about this.

When she offended Yan Xue'er, Mo Lanjiong was full of guilt, once upon a time, she had the appearance of fairy snow by her side. I thought that the Prison Mansion was a new destination, and Yan Xue'er was the one to protect.

Thinking of this, Mo Lanjiong smiled bitterly.

That kind of life doesn't belong to you in the first place.