"Description? Isn't it the best proof that Brother Tianya has been running around with you? ”

Qiao'er heard this, and tears of anger were about to pop out.

She didn't know that Tianya and the little beggar were married earlier, but when she knew, Tianya always chased the little beggar, how could she be willing? .

The two women fought like that, and in the end, it was the little beggar who came out of skill and beat Qiao'er, who came to find trouble out of jealousy, to run away.

Watching Qiao'er leave, the little beggar swayed for a while, fell directly into the inn, and fell into Mo Chuchen's house with a snap.

Mo Chuchen raised his head and looked at the roof with a big hole, and after looking at the little beggar who was "lying on the ground", he simply crossed his legs and cultivated on the spot.

This night was not peaceful, many people were eyeing outside, just to see if the little beggar was dead, if the little beggar had martial arts secrets, then their morality would be lower.

Mo Chuchen was silently guarding over there, and some people who were not strong did not dare to step forward easily, those who were strong in martial arts didn't care about a beggar's martial arts at all, that is, those martial artists who were not high or low lingered outside the door for a long time.

Early the next morning, the roosters raised outside the inn began to crow, and the people in the rivers and lakes were either depressed or full of fighting spirit to start a new day.

This night, Mo Chuchen solved a total of seven or eight people who tried to pick up cheap, and no one could see his moves clearly, only that those who tried to get close would be silently beaten away.

No matter how high or low the kung fu is, without exception, it is Mo Chuchen's unfathomable strength that makes those people in the rivers and lakes not kill people and seize treasures.

The little beggar was in a coma for a long time, but finally awoke when she opened her eyes, and was greeted by a blue sky, a broken roof, and a cold wind.

She sat up, only to realize that she had been lying on the wooden floor all night, and it was no wonder that she felt strangely cold when she woke up.

At first glance, it's really not without gain, good guy! Just three meters away from her, in a square shelf bed, the man in black was sitting cross-legged on it, he was wearing black clothes, his facial features were handsome, beside him, it seemed that even the air was frozen, and time and space were frozen.

The little beggar took a deep breath, it was the first time she had seen such a handsome man, not to mention that he was earth-shatteringly handsome, but there was a feeling of quiet years around her, and there was no concern.

"What's your name?" The little beggar sat down on a chair next to him and poured himself a cup of herbal tea.

"Wind is free, what about you?" The man next to him didn't open his eyes, his voice was clear and quite nice.

"Me? My name is Mo Lan, and I ran away from marriage. The little beggar did not hide his affairs: "Yesterday there was a fight on your roof, and you didn't have a good place to live, and I can compensate you." ”

"You'd better take care of the store first." Mo Chuchen took the sword and pushed the door open, and the moment he pushed the door open, the originally lively inn seemed to be quiet for a moment, and then, everyone was busy again.

For Mo Chuchen, a martial arts master who suddenly appeared, most people in the rivers and lakes will subconsciously be a little afraid.

The temperature in the inn is slightly cold, most of the guests are a school of rivers and lakes painting style, look at everyone's weapons varied, look carefully but most of the shape is the same, but the material is different, the appearance of the weapon is also different.

This is thanks to Bai Xiaosheng's weapon list, as long as there are divine weapons that are famous, all kinds of high-imitation weapons will emerge in endlessly, and the original owner's set of "school uniforms" is a reason, these weapons are also "mass production" type.

Often, fledgling and people with little money will buy pirated copies, and as long as there is a little fame, the master will disdain to copy other people's things.

"Wait a minute, why are you helping me?"

Mo Lan chased and inquired, went downstairs all the way, came to the counter, and proudly dropped a dozen full taels of silver.

Mo Chuchen tilted his head, thought lazily for a while, and replied: "Look at you and do whatever you want, there is no reason." ”

After saying that, he returned the deposit and walked out with his legs raised.

Hearing this answer, Mo Lan grinned, her dirty face looking silly.

"What a good one, young man, let's go together?"

"It's fine."

Mo Chuchen had no objection.

He will save Mo Lan, and that is because Mo Lan is the admirer of the Son of Fortune.

At the same time, she will also die tragically because of saving the son of luck.

Mo Lan's personality was not so cheerful when she met the son of luck.

The reason is yesterday, the decisive battle between Mo Lan and Qiao'er.

In this battle, although Mo Lan narrowly won, she almost died at the hands of those onlookers, she was a demon who crawled out of a mass grave.

After the experience of nearly being killed, Moran changed.

She is ruthless and acts both right and evil, and is called a witch because she later kills her fiancé and Qiao'er.

Looking at the entire rivers and lakes, only Lan Xingyu, the son of luck, was able to look as usual after learning about Mo Lan's name and treat him like a friend.

For this reason, she is willing to sacrifice her life for Lan Xingyu.

Those who are confidants die, and Lan Xingyu is the confidant of Mo Lan for the rest of his life.

No matter what, things have fallen on his head, Mo Chuchen is always not good to stand idly by, and besides, Mo Lan is not the kind of demon who wantonly kills in the early stage, she was obviously assassinated by those villains, and her personality will deviate.

"So where do you want to go next?" Mo Lan followed directly, she has wandered over the years, and nothing else has grown, so she has honed her cheeks quite well.

"Go to your house." Mo Chuchen replied casually.

"What? My home? Mo Lan immediately retreated.

"Don't worry, I'm just helping you solve the marriage contract problem by the way."

Mo Chuchen seemed to sense Mo Lan's thoughts, and Li Ke added: "As long as your strength reaches the level of a first-class knight on the way back, your family will definitely not force you to marry someone else." ”

"Will this work?" Mo Lan was not very confident when he heard this: "I haven't grown in the past two years since I came out, and I want to become a first-class knight in a few months?" ”

"Why not?"

Just as the two of them left the inn and walked all the way to the north of the city, a half-meter-high scimitar suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of the two of them.

"Stop, you have to pass through here, leave the money!"

On the two-meter-wide road, there are no stalls and vendors, only a table and a chair, on which is a thin middle-aged man, who is holding a bowl of spicy noodles, feasting.

After speaking, he put down the spicy noodles in his hand and patted his stomach, only then did he raise his head and look at the two people who were blocked by his knife.

"Hahaha, what kind of combination is this?"

Zhang San stared at the combination of a teenager and a beggar for a long time.

This street has been dominating for a long time, and no matter who passes by, he needs to leave money to buy the road, because this road, this street is really built by his family.

Usually people who know the roots basically don't pass by here, so outsiders like Mo Chuchen and the little beggar will come to this place in a daze.

"What? Do you want money or not? Zhang San asked.

"What about being rich? What if you don't have money? Mo Chuchen asked with a smile.

"It's like, what's the matter with you?" When Mo Lan opened his mouth to speak, Zhang San had already stood up.

He moved as fast as a flying swallow, and instantly appeared in front of the two of them, waving the knife on the ground, and popping out a knife aura at Mo Chuchen and Mo Lan.

That sword qi contained a sharp killing intent, and it rushed invincibly towards the two of them all the way.

Zhang San's sword technique is not the best in the world, but it is by no means idle, otherwise he would not have been able to collect any protection fees here all these years.

Mo Lan looked at the sharp sword qi, his head was a little dazed for a while, and he was about to dodge, but he saw the young man next to him raise the sword hidden in the scabbard in his hand, and his palm shook slightly.

A faint sword aura jumped out and shattered the sword qi, but instead knocked the defenseless Zhang San to the ground.

When Zhang San faced this sword qi, he realized that the man's martial arts in front of him were definitely above him.

After being knocked to the ground, Zhang San hid to the side in a panic, and it was not until the two of them left that he dared to return to the table and pour himself a pot of wine to suppress the shock.

"Brother Feng, why don't you just send him to the government?" Mo Lan was very puzzled, she saw that the three points were clearly blocking the road and robbing, and the behavior was really hateful.

"Actually, he's unlucky." Mo Chuchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he gradually informed Mo Lan about Zhang San's matter.

It turned out that this Zhang San was originally a nearby resident, and when he was supposed to build the road to this section, he didn't have enough money, so the catcher below fooled Zhang San, saying that he wanted him to build the road by himself, and everyone could buy him road money in the future.

As a result, for the sake of a stable income for future generations.

Illiterate Zhang San began to smash pots and sell iron to spend money to build roads.

After the road was repaired, those catchers denied it one by one, and asked Zhang San to ask for money based on his own ability.

He also told him conclusively, how could they issue a voucher and let ordinary people give him any money to buy the road? This is not in line with the laws of the Great Pear Country.

How could Zhang San, who had suffered a dumb loss, give up easily, since he let him make money with his ability, he really set up a chair to buy road money next to him.

At the beginning, they also made trouble to the prefect's side, and after learning about Zhang San's matter, this matter was over, they couldn't let Zhang San make trouble all the way to the city lord's side, so in line with the idea of spending a little money to keep him safe, Zhang San was able to be safe and sound here.

"Although it's pitiful that he was arrested and deceived, he can't hurt anyone!" Mo Lan was even more dissatisfied in her heart.

"Although the knife qi looks scary, it is just like a piece of paper, and it will break when it is pierced, but it is just a temptation." Mo Chuchen didn't care about this insignificant passer-by.

"How do you know?"

"This involves a martial arts, which teaches people how to bluff and scare off the enemy.

If you want to learn, I can teach you. ”

"That's good! Of course I want to learn! Hearing this, a happy expression appeared on Mo Lan's face.

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On the way back with Mo Lan, Mo Chuchen taught Mo Lan how to hide her skills to confuse the public, and by the way, he used her internal skills to help her dredge several meridians and give her top-level internal skills.

With these helps, coupled with the assistance of medicine, Mo Lan's skills are growing rapidly every day, and her internal force is transformed into true qi, and true qi is mixed in that move, causing extremely powerful destructive power.

In less than two months, Mo Lan was barely a first-class knight.

On this day, the two of them rode in a carriage overnight in the wilderness, just crossed the small bridge, and when they passed a dilapidated temple, there was a burst of guqin sound inside.

[It's the big boss] The blue flash butterfly hiding on the hat trembled slightly [Hua Lin Rong]

"Is that her?"

Mo Chuchen frowned, and looked at the dilapidated temple with deep eyes, the fire in the temple was shining, and there was a faint shadow in it.

Hua Linrong is the driving force behind the tragedy of the son of luck, she looks like a young girl in her twenties, but in fact she is already an old woman in her fifties and sixties.

The white-haired and childlike face is her standard, and her martial arts are also very complicated, basically she has studied all kinds of strange exercises in the world, and the knife techniques of Badao Villa fell into her hands under her deliberate arrangement.

[nozuonodie, the big boss is too messy because of the fusion exercises, and often loses his mind because of the conflict of internal forces, in the final duel with the son of luck, she could have almost killed the son of luck Lan Xingyu, but at that time, the madness suddenly attacked, and she was directly killed by the son of luck. 】

The small system secretly thought, how else to say that it is a child of luck? If it weren't for Hua Linrong's greed and learning messy, she wouldn't have failed.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with this?" Mo Lan naturally heard the sound of the piano.

In her opinion, in the middle of the night, the ancient temple is deserted, and everything will be demonic.

"There's a master inside."

Mo Chuchen drove away directly.

In the end, he decided not to mess with the plot of world consciousness.

If he had killed Hua Linrong in advance.

Where does the child of luck come from to sharpen his heart and strength?

Come to think of it, the world consciousness will also be very distressed.

Of course, Hua Linrong's character is always the kind that Mo Chuchen can't see.

Therefore, he directly threw Hua Linrong a doom aura.

"What a master?"

Mo Lan looked at the ruined temple that was gradually moving away, and she saw a woman in a pink skirt walking out of the ruined temple.

At night, the woman's white hair fluttered, and in her hand was an ordinary guqin, like a ghost at night, cold and miserable.

The woman looked at Mo Lan with feeling, smiled at Mo Lan, and was so frightened that she hurriedly hid back in the carriage.

"She seems to have seen me just now! Still smiling at me, that expression is still terrifying! Mo Lan muttered to herself, a little skeptical that she was dazzled.

"She did see you, but that's fine, she's not waiting for you."

Mo Chuchen said and continued to catch the car, this Hua Lin Rong came here in the middle of the night to play the piano blindly in the wilderness for fear of disturbing the people.

She came here because she wanted to do business with Bai Xiaosheng, and Mo Chuchen just happened to be here.

If it wasn't Mo Chuchen who was driving, Hua Linrong would have done it a long time ago.

Fortunately, because Mo Chuchen's skills are unpredictable now, Hua Linrong didn't want to make extraneous branches, so she ignored them.