"Fu Lao, do you mean that Mo Xiaochuan is back?" You Hantian's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and grabbed Fu Lao's arm, and asked eagerly.

"That's right, the young man I found in my mind just now is the Mo Xiaochuan you told me. I didn't expect Mo Xiaochuan to be young, but his formation level was so high. It's amazing. Although he is currently in a hostile state with Mo Xiaochuan, it does not affect the rich elder's appreciation of him.

"Good, good, good. You Hantian rubbed his hands together excitedly, and his excited expression was overflowing.

However, the rich old man just shook his head slightly, it seemed that he did not have the optimism shown by Youhantian, and he himself was worried in his heart. This is also the worry that he had after seeing Mo Xiaochuan and understanding Mo Xiaochuan's formation control techniques.

Because, Mo Xiaochuan, his surname is Mo.

Except for the Mo family, he really couldn't imagine that there was any other family that could cultivate such an excellent young powerhouse.

Moreover, if it is true that the Mo family also sent people to the world to practice, it means that the Qin and Han Continents, which have been calm for nearly 50,000 years, will fall into a turbulent era again.

It will be filled with death, calamity, and endless wars.

People came out.

The rich old man suddenly turned around.

Mo Xiaochuan had already appeared at the door of the Qiu family's mansion.

"Mo Xiaochuan, you killed all these people in our Meng family?" Fu Lao and Youhantian had not yet spoken, but Meng Yuanchang first opened his mouth full of resentment.

"Oh, do you mean this puddle of rotten meat on the ground? You are embarrassed to say that they are your Meng family, and you still don't help them collect their corpses. The corners of Mo Xiaochuan's mouth twitched, and he smiled slightly, as if he was pulling a homely thing, and said to Meng Yuanchang.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't say that it was okay, he mentioned the mess of meat again, which made everyone in the Meng family, who had just vomited, look for it, and their attention returned to the broken corpse again.

And so a new round of vomiting began. However, this time, some members of the enemy family also joined the ranks of vomiting.

Because, if they didn't know that the slimy minced meat on the ground was human, they would only be disgusted at most, but when they knew that those things were human flesh, how could they still control the regurgitation in their stomachs.

"Okay, Mo Xiaochuan, since you admit that you killed these people, then, our Meng family must let you pay for your life. You must be broken into pieces to comfort their spirits in heaven. Meng Yuanchang stared at Mo Xiaochuan viciously and said through gritted teeth.

"Huh...... You know, dogs that bite people don't bark. If it weren't for Youhantian, you think that you dare to stand here and talk to me like this, I'm sorry, people must have self-knowledge, and to be a dog must have the consciousness of being a dog. I can't be a house, I can't do the things of the Lord, and I don't want to break my pants and stretch my legs first. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at Meng Yuanchang fiercely, and spit directly on Meng Yuanchang's face.

Today's relationship is no longer whether you die or I live, do you still need to worry about anything emotional?

Not at all.

"You, you, you ......" Meng Yuanchang trembled with anger, pointing at Mo Xiaochuan's lips trembling, unable to speak.

Suddenly, Meng Yuanchang felt a flower in front of him.

Then, with a crisp sound of bones breaking, Meng Yuanchang's hand pointing at Mo Xiaochuan sent a heart-rending pain.

The finger he pointed at Mo Xiaochuan was broken, and it was broken alive.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, no matter how tenacious the cultivator's nerves are, they can't change this latent instinct.

"I have a very bad habit of hating people pointing fingers at me. In order not to let people point their fingers at me in the future, I usually choose to make his finger useless. Mo Xiaochuan was still standing in front of the enemy's mansion and said to Meng Yuanchang lightly.

"Also, don't look at me with such resentful eyes, I'm afraid I can't help but pull out your two eyeballs as bubbles. Looking at Meng Yuanchang's eyes that he was eager to devour himself alive, Mo Xiaochuan added.

When Meng Yuanchang heard this, he trembled with fright, and hurriedly took his eyes off Mo Xiaochuan. He didn't even dare to glance at the direction of the entrance of the Qiu family's mansion.

Mo Xiaochuan sneered disdainfully, and then turned his eyes to Youhantian and Fu Lao.

Meng Xuan'er saw Mo Xiaochuan humiliating her father like this, and naturally hated it in her heart, so she couldn't help but look at Youhantian dizzily. Seeing that Youhantian's eyes had been staring at Zhuang Xiaoxian's body, Meng Xuan'er gently shook Youhantian's arm.

At this time, Youhan genius came back to his senses. Seeing Meng Yuanchang's situation, he knew what was going on.

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, Mo Xiaochuan knew his relationship with the Meng family, not only brutally killed the Meng family guards who stayed here and abused and humiliated the enemy. Moreover, in front of himself, he broke Meng Yuanchang's fingers. This is clearly a rhythm that does not take itself into account.

Youhantian's small eyes narrowed, and his eyes looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a terrifying look: "Mo Xiaochuan, have you gone too far?"

"No, I don't think anyone who does something wrong should be punished, I think it's justified and fair. Mo Xiaochuan plucked out his ears and stared at Youhantian in surprise, looking like you are an idiot.

"So that means that you don't give me the face of Youhantian?" Youhantian said gloomily, and suddenly there was an extra long sword in his hand that was cold and full of aura.

The long sword of the best spiritual weapon, Mo Xiaochuan just skimmed the corner of his eye. Although in the eyes of others, the long sword of the best spiritual weapon is already a magic weapon that he has pursued all his life. But for Mo Xiaochuan, who has enough materials, he will wholesale and retail pseudo-immortal artifacts at any time, it is really not enough.

"Give you face? huh...... While I was away, let my house slaves attack the enemy, how did you give me face. Mo Xiaochuan looked at Youhantian disapprehantly, and said with a faint smile.

"You mean to say that I'm going to give you face, haha...... Give you face, this is the funniest joke I have heard this year, I don't even give you the face of the first jade, two Jiao and three sons in the Qin and Han Continents, why should I give you Mo Xiaochuan face, I can give you two more words, it is already your greatest glory, and it is enough for you to brag about in the Qin and Han Continents. ”

"In addition, I need to remind you that Fu Lao is my senior, not my house slave. ”

At the beginning of the day, he spoke, with a sense of superiority. Finally, when the rich old man was mentioned, his attitude was a little humble.

"Oh, so that's the case, the same words, I also want to give it to you, you are neither my son, nor my grandson, in my eyes, you are just an ant-like thing, what qualifications do I have to let Lao Tzu give you face, is it, Lao Tzu should be used to you. "Mo Xiaochuan is like this, you respect me a foot, I respect you. If you slap me, Lao Tzu will give you a fist back. So much for.

Mo Xiaochuan's words made the people around him who watched the excitement can't help but pout the corners of their mouths.

Now, the entire Yunmeng Town, if you dare to say this to Youhantian, your mouth will be dirty, and it will be Mo Xiaochuan. Even the one in the town guard mansion, the first person in Yunmeng Town, who was recognized as the first person in Yunmeng Town, even if he had the backstage of the Tianxing Sect, did not dare to say a word out loud to Youhantian.

After all, Youhan Tian is the only son of Youquan Sect's Supreme Elder Youdeyi, and he has only gotten a baby son in the past thirty years, and he is not comparable to a disciple of the Tianxing Sect.

Then, everyone was also relieved, how could anyone who even dared to kill the peach blossom boy of the Yanshuang Sect care about the son of the Supreme Elder of the Youquan Sect.

However, the more fearless Mo Xiaochuan was, the more confused the rich old became, and the more he doubted the correctness of his guess.

"You, Mo Xiaochuan, you dare to call yourself my Lao Tzu. You're so daring. Do you really think that if you have cultivated so high, you can do whatever you want? You must know that there are some people on this continent who cannot be offended by your high strength. You Hantian raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at Mo Xiaochuan from a distance and said sharply.

No matter where he goes, and when has he been abused and humiliated in such a face-to-face. Moreover, it was in front of the woman he liked, which made Youhantian unbearable.

Only when Mo Xiaochuan dies can he wash away the humiliation on his body. But he himself knew the gap between him and Mo Xiaochuan, so he naturally didn't dare to pounce on it at will, his biggest reliance was the rich old man.

"Hmph, it seems that you have forgotten what I just said. Mo Xiaochuan saw Youhantian pointing a sword at him, his eyes narrowed, and his voice instantly became cold. A tiger leaped in front of Youhantian, and as soon as he reached out, he grabbed Youhantian's arm holding the sword.

"Ah, rich old man, save me. Looking at Mo Xiaochuan's cold and ruthless eyes, You Hantian found that he had never felt that death would be so close to him today.

This guy is simply a madman, no wonder he dared to kill Peach Blossom Boy with impunity, because, in his will, there is no such word fear at all. As long as it is what he wants to do, he will do it even if it costs anything.

It is precisely in this way that people like Mo Xiaochuan are even more terrifying. Because their behavior has always deviated from orthodoxy and has no rules to follow.

"Mo Xiaochuan, please stop. Seeing that Mo Xiaochuan suddenly attacked in front of Youhantian, the rich old man felt a pang in his heart, and his body was vertical, blocking in front of Youhantian. At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, he met Mo Xiaochuan's claw.

"Bang" The two forces collided together, Mo Xiaochuan's eyes shrank, and his body shook back rapidly, only to stop retreating at the door of the enemy's mansion, leaving only footprints ten centimeters deep on the ground. This footprint has been spreading for fourteen or fifteen meters.

And after the rich old man took Mo Xiaochuan's claw, he also looked like Youhantian had been shocked back five or six steps, and his face changed blue and red, and finally returned to its normal color.

2017 is quietly gone, and 2018 is coming. The fisherman wishes you a happy new year, all the best, good health, and good fortune.

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