Mo Li didn't know that when he was practicing swords, a small boat came rickety by the island lake.

As soon as the boat landed, a sharp and piercing voice came from the boat: "Oops!

This place is really difficult to walk, if I hadn't come here to find Young Master Tu, I wouldn't have come!

It's really exhausting the slave family, and the legs are about to break. ”

Eh, I hate it to death, and the slave's feet are going to blister! ”

A very charming-looking man, with his hands crossed on his waist and his mouth kept complaining, walked ashore.

I saw that he was holding a feather fan in his right hand, stepping on a pair of upturned boots, wearing a fancy long shirt, a crane-headed high hat, and slender hair on both sides of his sideburns.

The face is coated with a thick layer of white powder, and the vermilion lips are combined with a rich pungent smell, as well as a voice that makes the scalp tingle.

Before this person approached, the faces of the two girls who took care of Mo Li on the small building in the middle of the lake changed.

The text is ugly and ugly!

The head of the World Association!

Xiongba's right-hand man, no matter how big or small things in the world, will pass through him.

With such a powerful chief manager, his dress and special taste are really unacceptable.

Well?

Maybe not everyone can't accept it, but there is one person who can accept it, and that person is the master of the Tianxia Society!

At this time, Mo Li was still practicing swordsmanship, and he didn't know that Wen Chou was coming.

"How did he get back here?"

Bai Yi frowned, his face was a little puzzled, and he asked Tsing Yi in a puzzled tone.

"How do I know?"

Tsing Yi shook his head, his expression was mixed with a little disgust, and he said in a disapproving tone: "Bai Yi, you go and inform the young master and tell him that Manager Wen is here." I'm going to see what Mr. Wen is doing here? ”

"Well, okay!"

Hearing this, Bai Yi glanced at Wen Chou, and quickly ran towards the maple forest.

Seeing this, Tsing Yi adjusted his emotions, slowly walked in the direction of Wen Chou, and said loudly from a distance: "Manager Wen, what is the so-called matter of coming here today?" ”

Tsing Yi's tone of voice was not very friendly, you must know that as Mo Li's personal maid, except for Mo Li and Xiongba, who is this like this.

"Eh, it's Tsing Yi, I haven't seen you for many days, it's really getting more and more beautiful!"

Wen Chouchou pinched his orchid fingers, and his voice was very sharp, just like the eunuch after the cleansing.

A trace of disgust flashed in Tsing Yi's eyes, but soon he hid it in the depths of his eyes, and looked at Wen Chougou with a smile: "Mr. Wen, you are laughing again, where is Tsing Yi so beautiful!" ”

"Huh!"

Wen Chouchou heard Tsing Yi's praise, a weird smile rose on his face, and after covering half of his face with a fan and laughing for a while, he said: "Oh, you little girl is really good at talking, I like it." ”

"Manager Wen, don't say that, if the young master hears it, he will misunderstand."

Tsing Yi flashed a trace of anger, and his tone became a little cold, obviously a little unhappy.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my bad!"

Manager Wen also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly apologized to Tsing Yi.

He knew the proportion of Tsing Yi in Mo Li, and remembered that there was a maid who bullied Tsing Yi, and after being bumped into by Mo Li, the maid disappeared from the world the next day.

The corpse of the maid was finally disposed of by him.

However, Wen Chouchou still feels terrible when he sees the miserable appearance of the maid.

Although Mo Li is very kind, if he starts a fire, even the male gang leader will let him score three points.

"By the way, Tsing Yi, where did the young master go, why didn't you see him here?"

Wen Chouchou thought of the purpose of coming this time, and hurriedly asked about Mo Li's situation.

"Young Master, in the maple forest in the distance, if you are in a hurry, you can go over and find him by yourself."

Tsing Yi thought for a while, and felt that Bai Yi had already notified Mo Li at this time, so he told Wen Chouchou the location of Mo Li.

Sure enough, after Tsing Yi finished speaking, she saw the figure in white appear in her sight, and nodded slightly at her.

"Then I'll go find the young master myself!"

Wen Chouchou walked towards the woods with lotus steps.

After Bai Yi came over, he saw that Wen Chouchou had already walked away, and said in an extremely disgusted tone: "It's obviously a gentleman, but he just dresses himself up as a girl, it's really a shame for a man!" ”

After speaking, she also spat in the direction of Wen Chou, as a sign of disgust.

"Stinky girl, you're not afraid of being heard by him!"

Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid, with the young master here, he doesn't dare to do anything to me?"

Bai Yi said with a fearless face, as if Mo Li was supporting her, and she was not afraid of anyone.

"You!"

Seeing this, Tsing Yi shook his head helplessly.

.......

"Oh, Master Tu! Ugly has come to see you. ”

Far away, there was a special voice of Wen Chou, which made people feel a little creepy.

Mo Li didn't stop the long sword in his hand when he heard this, but continued to use his swordsmanship without hesitation, as if Wen Chou didn't exist.

Seeing this, Wen Chouchou thought that Mo Li hadn't heard it, so he wanted to step forward and stop Mo Li, but he saw an extremely sharp sword light flashing in front of him in an instant, and a strand of hair suddenly floated down.

"Ahh

Wen Chou's body shook, and he froze in place, with a hint of horror on his face.

The face was already as white as a ghost, and it was even more bloodless.

"I'm scared to death of the slave family, I'm scared to death of the slave family, and the slave family is almost dead."

After about three seconds, Wen Chou's body suddenly took two steps back, patted his heart with his hand, made the appearance of a little woman, and slapped his heart.

"Hammer!"

A long sword sheathed sounded.

Mo Li slowly put the long sword into the scabbard, and his face was full of understanding.

The Thirteen Swords of Death really did not disappoint him, and the more he practiced, the more he could appreciate the power of this set of swordsmanship.

This set of swordsmanship is very strong!

He is strong, a sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is stronger than a sword.

If, the previous twelve swords were cast in a row, then the thirteenth sword was by no means as simple as one plus one.

As for the specific power, Mo Li doesn't know, but it shouldn't be much of a problem to kill the strong grandmaster.

This is a sword technique that leaves no way for the enemy to live, and at the same time does not leave it for itself.

It's really so-called, one move will feel life and death.

Hooking souls and killing people is exactly the characteristic of this swordsmanship.

All in all, it is a sword art that exists for the sake of killing.

Now the power of the thirteenth sword is so huge, it is hard to imagine what kind of power the fourteenth sword is in the future?

And the fifteenth sword is said to be able to destroy the world, I don't know if this is true or not?

With his eyes half-squinted, he turned to look at the edge of the woods.

I happened to see Wen Chouchou standing in place in horror, constantly patting his heart with his hand.

"Mr. Wen, do you have something to do with me?"

Mo Li's voice was unfazed.

"Hey, my eldest young master, it's not the slave family who is looking for you to have something, it's the master who has something to do, so let the slave family come and invite you over."

Wen Chouchou looked at Mo Li, with an aggrieved expression on his face, as if he had suffered a big loss.

After saying this, he cried with a sad face, handed a piece of hair in his hand that had been cut off by the sword qi to Mo Li, and said very aggrievedly: "Young master, look at it, in order to find you, the head of the slave family was almost cut off by you." ”

"Father looking for me?"

Mo Li directly ignored Wen Chou's words, pretending not to hear them, his eyebrows raised and he frowned, a trace of doubt rose on his face, and said, "Manager Wen, do you know what my father is looking for me?" ”

"Why is the male gang master looking for you, the slave family really doesn't know."

Wen Chouchou looked at his half-cut hair, and said in a somewhat sad tone.

"Huh?"

Mo Li saw that Wen Chougou really didn't know, and after groaning slightly, he said, "Since my father is looking for me, then I'll go over in a while."

By the way, Wen Chouchou, you go back and tell your father first, and say that I will be there in a while. ”

"Yes, young master!"

Seeing that Mo Li agreed, Wen Chouchou hurriedly agreed.

Mo Li glanced at Wen Chouchou, his toes moved, and he suddenly flew out like a wild goose, and soon disappeared from Wen Chouchou's sight.

Looking at the direction in which Mo Li disappeared, Wen Chouchou stomped his feet on the spot, and then left with him.

"The world will."

Mo Li, who left the small building in the middle of the lake, looked at the stone tablet at the end of the sheep intestine path, and read out the three big characters on the stone tablet in a deep voice.

Behind the stele, there is the ninety-nine heavenly steps leading to the main hall of the Tianxia Society, which means to the sky.

The forces that will stir up the whole world in the future, although they are still a little thin now, already have the momentum to dominate the world.

In the future, as long as the pig's feet are included in it, it will be the time for him to take off.

From a distance, Mo Li could see the majestic hall at the end of the top of the stone steps, and a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

If someone pays attention to Mo Li's eyes, they will find that there is a slight color mixed in it, obviously not taking the world into account.

There is no one here, though.

The location of the stele is the location of the Tianxia Hui Mountain Gate, because the distance from the heavenly steps is not very far, so no one guards it.

Standing in front of the stone stele, Mo Li looked at the countless disciples of the Tianxia Society standing on both sides of the heavenly steps in the distance, raised his steps and slowly walked towards the main hall.

"Stop, who's who?"

It's a pity that Mo Li took two steps away, and was stopped by a scolding voice.

Mo Li stopped and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It was found that the three disciples of the Tianxia Society had come out of the shadows and blocked Mo Li's way up the mountain in front of him.

Mo Li guessed that these three people should be the disciples guarding the mountain gate, so he didn't say anything, wanting to see what they wanted to do?

Seeing that Mo Li didn't speak, one of the thin people took two steps forward and scolded loudly: "What about you?

Can't you hear it?

Dumb?

Made, what does the old paper ask you about? ”

Seeing that Mo Li still ignored him, the disciple felt that his face was a little damaged, and he angrily pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed at Mo Li.

If Mo Li couldn't give him a perfect explanation, the long sword in his hand would definitely stab towards Mo Li's neck.

At first, Mo Li thought that these disciples who were blocking the way were just doing their duty to prevent strangers from entering the Tianxia Society.

Now it seems that Mo Li is obviously thinking too much, these people are used to being domineering, and they will use guns and knives if they disagree.

In this regard, Mo Lizhong despised the world established by Xiongba even more, if it weren't for the fact that Xiongba was his father, he would have wanted to unite the protagonists Fengyun and the two to destroy the world.

Whether a sect is strong or not can be seen from the disciples under the sect.

Now the arrogant appearance of these three disciples is simply arrogant.

A trace of killing intent began to rise from the bottom of Mo Li's heart, looking at the three guys in front of him who didn't know whether to live or die, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, and said, "You really want to know my identity?" ”

"What nonsense, if you want to say it, hurry up, if you don't say it, get out of me. Do you think there will be some kind of cat and dog in the world that can come casually? ”

Another disciple who was watching the play, seeing that Mo Li was still putting on a score, opened his mouth and scolded loudly.

Hearing this disciple's scolding, the sneer on Mo Li's face became even stronger, and his body exuded a strong sense of coldness, and he said in a cold tone: "My name is Xiongtu, and the gang leader of the Tianxia Association is my father, who do you say I am?" ”

"Haha!"

When the disciple heard Mo Li say that he was the son of the male overlord, he immediately let out a mocking laugh: "Just you, the son of the male overlord, what kind of international joke are you making."

If you are the son of the male gang leader, then I am not the gang leader of the World Association, brothers, do you say that what I said is right? ”

As soon as the words fell, the two people next to them also opened their mouths and laughed in agreement, looking at Mo Li as if they were looking at a fool.

They will not be young when they come to the world, and they have never heard of such a son as a hero.

Not to mention his son, Xiongba doesn't even have a wife, and the person in front of him is obviously a liar.

"From the truth, what do you want to do, if you can't come for a reason, then come with me!"

The disciple, who had been speechless, walked directly to Mo Li's side, stretched out his hand and put his hand on Mo Li's shoulder, and said in a somewhat cold tone.

"The world will be waiting for this goods, and I really feel sad for the hero."

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in Mo Li's hand suddenly flashed three times with silver light, and then he walked towards the heavenly steps.

"You..."

The three of them pointed at Mo Li with their fingers, their eyes flashing with a strong look of unwillingness, but their bodies seemed to have lost all their strength, and they couldn't make a sound out of their mouths.

"Poof!"

A moment later, a streak of blood appeared on each of the three of their necks, from which a trace of blood seeped out.

At the same time, the bodies of the three of them could no longer support it, and they fell to the ground softly.

At this time, no anomalies of the three disciples were found, and when they found out, Mo Li was already in the main hall.

Of course, that's a story for later.

Mo Li walked towards the top of the heavenly steps step by step, and when he passed through the square, he found that the disciples of the Tianxia Society were practicing martial arts.

The sound of exhalation and harmony in the face made people's breath stagnant, and the rich atmosphere of martial arts training made people can't help but want to practice with it!

Unfortunately, these did not arouse Mo Li's interest, he just glanced at it, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

When he reached the end of the stone steps, looking at the majestic palace in front of him, Mo Li's footsteps paused slightly, tidied up his clothes, and then continued to move forward, walking towards the power center of the Tianxia Society.