Outside the border gate, on a very small and very small road.

The old shopkeeper Li Mo is like a great enemy.

The ranger on the other side who claimed to be Murong Yu, Li Mo actually believed it from the moment they met.

Although I don't know what Fang Pang looks like, but Murong Yu, the name of the jade-faced son, how could he Li Mo not know, after all, the notice board on the right side of the gate of the border gate is covered with this person who was listed by Emperor Daxuan as the top of the list of 100 rangers and martial artists, for him Li Mo, it is such a high-ranking figure who will never have any dealings with him Li Mo in his life.

But when the big man on the notice board really stood in front of him, Li Mo was inexplicably nervous, very nervous, the kind of nervousness that he had never had, not that he was afraid of his reputation as a great and even more high-ranking Emperor Xuanxian, who wanted Chrysostom to make a decision to order killing, not to mention that he was afraid of the sword in his hand that was also declared outside.

Li Mo suddenly regretted it again at this time, the kind that regretted it very much, regretted that he should not have coveted those silver taels, and risked the wind to stay overnight in this very big and famous ranger in his own small restaurant.

If there was no food, wine and accommodation that day, there would not be such a dilemma as now, and no one would have robbed him of his little Li leftovers from him.

Xiao Li Yu glanced up at the old shopkeeper, and after the ranger in front of him who had seen the second side reported his name, he Li Yu roughly knew who was on the other side.

After all, it is Li Mo who often tells the protagonist of his story, and he Li Yu has expressed his yearning for such a ranger wandering the rivers and lakes in front of Li Mo.

It's just that the old shopkeeper at that time would always pat his Li Yu's little head, the kind that doesn't hurt or sound, and then glances at him Li Yu, and says, "Why don't you wash and sleep quickly, how can such a character take a fancy to you Xiao Li Yu?" and take you to wander the rivers and lakes, and all kinds of flowers have passed, and the flowers and leaves don't stick to your body? Do you Li Yu know what flowers are?"

Then Li Yu would slump, because he Li Yu really didn't know, even if it was a chewy and not esoteric profound, it was still heard from the mouths of those drinkers who were running around all year round and occasionally staying.

But at this time, the protagonist of his Li Mo story came to Li Yu, but Li Yu could feel Lao Li's unhappiness, especially unhappy, and there was also nervousness, especially nervousness, even when he faced those weird drinkers in the restaurant a few days ago, he was not nervous.

Xiao Li Yu seems to think that this is probably the most nervous time for Lao Li.

Especially the hand holding his Xiao Li is getting tighter and tighter.

Li Yu, who is only twelve years old, is actually not stupid, he can be the master of the house at the age of thirteen here, and he can go into battle to kill the enemy at the age of fifteen.

And how can he be in the restaurant for many years, he is not stupid.

So Li Yu knows why the old shopkeeper is nervous, and it is precisely because he knows that he Li Yu is happy, the kind that is really happy.

Looking up at the man who was very famous and so big that he was scared to death that many people in the Great Xuan Dynasty were named knights in the world, and he Xiao Li was the one who set an example in the past, and he couldn't wait to become the other party, and asked softly: "What, what are you talking about, why can't Xiao Li understand." ”

Murong Yu looked at this talented little clever ghost, who was extremely good, and could even be regarded as a very good little clever ghost, so he naturally pretended to be stupid.

So he walked into two more steps, about ten steps away from the room between the two, and one more step away from the old shopkeeper Li Mo would not be indifferent.

Then he looked up at Li Mo, but he didn't say anything, and then looked down at Xiao Li Yu, and asked a question that he didn't want to do at all: "Are you afraid of those Huang Kui riders?"

Xiao Li Yu's eyes were full of disdain, how could the people of the Great Xuan Dynasty be afraid of the people of the small border country? Not to mention that the small country was still subservient under their Great Xuan Dynasty, if they were not arrogant at all, they would dare to claim to be from the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Suddenly, Li Yu was stunned for a moment, and thought about it a little more, could it be that this ranger who was famous in the Great Xuan Dynasty was a native of Huangkui who was no different from those Huangkui barbarians.

Xiao Li was very frightened after thinking about it, after all, he Xiao Li was born to be a great mystery, and he was to be a great mystic ghost when he died.

I'm afraid that if Murong Yu at this time knew how many strange thoughts Ding Da's baby Li Yu had, would it be a mouthful of old blood spurting out.

Murong Yu bent down, leaning forward but barely the same height as Xiao Li Yu, so Murong Yu looked at Li Yu, who was now at his average height, and said softly: "Not only now, but also for a long time, this world will not be peaceful, now it is just Huang Kui's soldiers, and there will be more other soldiers in the future, and then the world will be very chaotic, and the chaos will be even more chaotic than the pot of porridge that your Xiao Li cooked." ”

On the night when Murong Yu walked into the Jiuxian Building, Li Yu was boiling porridge by himself, and the first time the eldest girl got on the sedan chair, Li Yu was hesitating how to eat, so he handed his bowl of porridge to Murong Yu, who was the only one except Xiao Li and Lao Li at that time.

At that time, Murong Yu gave a thumbs up and praised him, "Ranger style, heroic!"

"When the time comes, there will be disputes and bandits in various places, where should you Xiao Li and Lao Li go? Go to the mountains to avoid chaos? Aren't you throwing yourself into the bandits' den, looking for death, and going to the countryside? You Xiao Li is more or less a little person who has some knowledge at the border, don't you know what those officials look like, this is what they look like now, and when the chaos starts, won't it get even worse?"

So Li Mo held Li Yu's hand tighter and tighter, how did he not know that what the ranger on the other side said was not true, so Li Moyou, who was going to speak, closed his mouth, just as Xiao Li was worried about him Li Mo, how could he Li Mo not worry about Xiao Li? Could it be that when he Li Mo was like now, he would run away like he is now?

He Li Mo is a person who buries his neck in the soil, and he is not afraid of death, but no matter how mature Li Yu is, he is still a child who has not grown up in his Li Mo's eyes.

Murong Yu stood up, if he was an ordinary person, he wouldn't be so patient, after all, he was delivering pies, the kind that could stone people to death if they fell from the sky.

Where do you need to hesitate?

However, Murong Yu really likes this child, talent is one of them, treating people and things, and kindness in his heart is the second, the former determines whether the path of a monk on the mountain is a road or a thorny path, while the latter determines how high this road can be and how far it will go.

Therefore, there is a difference between the talent of the mountainside and the qualification of the mountaintop.