These casual cultivators speak very directly and are completely unsympathetic.

Every word, like a needle prick, fell on the bottom of Mo Fan's heart.

Is this contempt for yourself?

Treat them with courtesy, and you will take revenge.

To be honest, if it weren't for his father's teachings, Mo Fan would definitely not be able to help but fight with them.

However, my father said that these people are very arrogant and self-conscious, and if they want them to agree, or even cooperate well, then they must come up with extraordinary means.

Fall to the ground.

Mo Fan also glanced at the old grandson with a special glance.

He was very deep, and his expression was not too moved, but he just held the wine glass and poured it into his mouth one after another.

It's like a thing of heaven and earth, and nothing can cause him the slightest ripple.

This is indeed a master.

And if you want to get close to him, or even want to lead this group, then it is inevitable to show a certain strength.

"Mo Fan, they despise you."

Seeing Mo Fan deflated, to be honest, as a wife, Nie Jingwen felt very uncomfortable.

However, she couldn't pass the inner hurdle.

Whether it was or is now, she has never been able to accept the fact that she has such a husband.

Of course, she couldn't have fallen into the trap, so she just walked over, shook her head slightly, and said with a sigh: "These people are all friends brought by your father, but it seems that they are not so friendly to you." I don't know what your father told you, but if you want to control the situation tonight, you have to show some ability. But according to what I know about you, I'm afraid it's a bit overwhelming. ”

"Little master."

As soon as Nie Jingwen finished speaking, the other subordinates also ran over.

After all, it is the territory of the Mo family, and these people eat and drink for nothing, and they actually come to spread wildness, and the Buddha is also angry.

Including Zhang Xiaochun, when people crowded over and wanted to argue.

"Smack!"

A slap in the face, fly!

"Bang!"

One punch and a fall to the ground.

"Da-da-da-da."

A few thighs swept over, and the people under them all flew out sideways, and finally fell to the ground.

Some have even vomited blood from their mouths.

They were all ordinary people, without any professional training, and in the face of the bigwigs in the scattered cultivation world, they didn't have the slightest power to parry, and they overlapped there one after another like arhats, crying and wailing in pain, extremely painful.

"You guys, it's a bit excessive!"

Nie Jingwen was immediately angry, but she lacked confidence.

Because these people look like savages, they are very arrogant and domineering.

Moreover, there is no distinction between men and women, as long as you oppose them, even women will be beaten.

After all, the forty or fifty-year-old cooking aunt lying on the ground is the best proof.

Therefore, Nie Jingwen said while retreating, but after all, husband and wife are of the same heart.

From beginning to end, she never let go of Mo Fan's hands, trying to drag him away.

This made Mo Fan very pleased.

It seems that she still has her own in her heart.

It's just a knife mouth tofu heart, in addition to a hard mouth, the heart is as gentle as water.

Mo Fan took a deep breath, since they had to mess around, it seemed that they had to show it as well.

In fact, when he first came into contact with them, Mo Fan could already clearly feel that the strength in their bodies was very abundant.

This is much more powerful than the people of the Zhongnan Sect or the Ancient Martial Arts Association that he has contacted before.

I can do it with two or three achievements before.

And there are many of them, I am afraid that they will be at least more than fifty percent, and when the power of the grandmaster level is displayed, I don't believe that they are not convinced!

"You dare to hit me poop?!"

But.

Before Mo Fan had time to take the next step, the angry Mo Beibei roared angrily, and after saying a word in a milky voice, no matter how Xiaohui beside him pulled, a walking meteor directly impacted him.

And among this group of loose cultivators, there is also a young boy, about eight or nine years old, who is older than Mo Beibei. He has been nurtured since he was a child and has a certain combat effectiveness. Seeing Mo Beibei rushing over, he was full of confidence, and immediately struck each other with his fists, and after a sonorous crisp sound, it was unbelievable that a puff of smoke and dust was brought up from around the two little guys!

Between the fog, it is not real!

"Babe!"

Seeing this, Nie Jingwen suddenly shouted heartbreakingly.

Nie Jingwen didn't know where these loose cultivators came from, but in terms of their style of acting, they were not fuel-efficient lamps.

Beibei, this stupid child, I feel sorry for your father, so you won't come out and fight hard, you are still a child, how can you fight with them.

And Mo Fan was curious, he didn't act rashly. Bei Bei has taken the elixir that she has refined twice, if she is equal in strength, she can reach the level of 20% of all her strength, and she may be a little inferior to others, but compared to this little boy, it should be more than enough, right?

"Oh my God!"

At this time, Xiaohui was so surprised that she covered her mouth, and tears couldn't help but flow. She was instructed by Brother Fan to take good care of Beibei, and now that she is fighting with others, her life must be in danger.

As for the rest of the subordinates, they were all weeping bitterly.

But only the casual cultivators continued to eat and drink, and even said mockingly: "There is really no one in this Mo family, and you actually let a little child come out to take the lead?" ”

"I said two fat people, you start lightly, that's a little girl, don't shave other people's faces."

"This little girl seems to be Mo Fan's daughter? There are few good goods in the family. ”

“……”

In the hearts of these loose cultivators, dealing with Bei Bei is as easy as pinching an ant to death.

Although they despise Mo Fan, they don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, so this is the territory of the Mo family.

And their relationship with Mo Zhenguo is not bad, there is no need to make blood spills, just teach a lesson.

Since this is not their ultimate follower, let's find it again.

Anyway, after eating and drinking, each went back to his own house and found his own mother.

Soon.

Seconds passed, and the smoke and dust were all scattered.

A figure flew out.

When they were spinning in mid-air, those loose cultivators shook their heads and sighed and said, "You stupid boy, you have all said to let you take it easy, isn't this going to beat people to death?" ”

"Forget it, he's this kind of character, after all, we didn't provoke this little girl, she wants to die herself, can we still stop it?"

Listening to the words of the scattered cultivators, this made Nie Jingwen even more heartbroken, and she was already beating Mo Fan with tears like rain: "It's all your fault, you see what you have brought your daughter into, I warn you, if Bei Bei has anything to do, I will fight with you!" ”

"Bebe, babe, woo, woo, woo......"

And Xiaohui couldn't stop crying, at this moment, she was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do.

The key is, how to explain to Mo Fan?

Originally, Mo Fan was also frowning, but his eyes were so sharp, when he saw the rapidly declining figure, his frowning brows instantly relaxed, and he said tastelessly: "It seems that you people in the Scattered Cultivation Realm are nothing more than that......"

……