Chapter 2 Broken Sleeves
Although the registration time for the beast hunting event is tomorrow morning, there are already many people gathered around the city lord's mansion at this time. Once the Hunt event starts, you can sign up immediately.
The city lord's mansion is resplendent and splendid, like a palace, but outside the city lord's mansion, there are many people talking and laughing.
"Hey, have you heard? This beast hunting activity has even alarmed the people of the five major families!" several people gathered around and whispered.
"What is this! I've heard that even some clans are here to visit! What are the five major families?" Someone was not convinced, and immediately responded.
"In short, no matter what, this beast hunt will definitely be extremely exciting!"
While everyone was talking, another person came. Among them, a group of teenagers with generally dark purple costumes are particularly outstanding. The leader was a young man with a grim face and a handsome face. About seventeen or eighteen years old, with handsome eyebrows and elegant eyes, he already has the appearance of a celebrity, but he still has the youthful air of a young man. Standing quietly in the square in front of the wide city lord's mansion, he lowered his head intently and looked at something.
"Huh?" Someone sighed lightly, followed the prestige, and saw a young man in a black power suit leaning on the pillar of an inn, looked at it for a while, and quietly jumped onto the eaves, and shouted: "Han family, do you remember me?"
His voice was very loud, and the group of teenagers in general dark purple clothes naturally heard it, and they couldn't help but look at him in surprise when they heard it.
"Han Yinxue, I'll call you!" The young man in black couldn't help but be a little anxious when he saw that the leader of the Han family didn't seem to see him, and shouted loudly.
"Noise!" Han Yinxue frowned slightly, turned sideways, and walked away, still without turning her head.
The young man in black scratched his head, smiled, and said to himself, "It's okay, I thought I was deaf!" Han Yinxue suddenly turned around and glared at him viciously, and said coldly: "Mo family, no one will treat you as a dumb person if you don't speak." ”
The corners of Mo Cheng's mouth outlined a shallow arc, and with a slight jump, he fell from the high eaves. He patted his clean suit, pretended to dust off the ashes, and walked steadily towards the cold snow.
"Don't be so outward! I've known each other for so long. Mo Cheng didn't walk fast, but he came to Han Yinxue in less than two steps, and without saying a word, he hooked his shoulder.
"I'm not familiar with you, don't be close. Han Yinxue seemed to be very disgusted with Mo Cheng, and dodged Mo Cheng's grasp without a trace, and then moved three steps and said, "Stay away from me and keep a safe distance from me." ”
Mo Cheng touched his nose in embarrassment and didn't say anything. But that aggrieved look made Han Yinxue chill for a while.
As for the many disciples of the Han family who were watching the show on the side, they forced themselves to laugh, laughing at their senior brother being molested, looking gloating.
When did the eldest disciple of the Mo family and the eldest disciple of the Han family retribution, obviously they learned from childhood, and the ugly thing to say was that they grew up wearing the same pair of pants, but I don't know why the relationship is so bleak.
Perhaps, it is really because of the halo on Mo Cheng's head - the name of "broken sleeve"?
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"Oh my God, aren't they from the Han family and the Mo family? They actually came?" The people in the distance looked at the two people in the field in surprise and discussed.
"Yes! Mo Cheng, the word is pulling. The eldest disciple of the Mo family, who has been married to Dan, has an unknown true strength, but it is by no means something we can offend. Han Yuan, the word Yinxue, the eldest disciple of the Han family, is on par with Moziwan's strength. Both of them are dragons and phoenixes among people, and with them in this beast hunting activity, let's not think about anything, let's obediently kill a few more demon beasts to temper our strength!" At this time, a scholar in Tsing Yi was squeezed out of the crowd, and he read unhurriedly.
Mo Ziwan naturally heard what the scholar in Tsing Yi said, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, look at it...... Another acquaintance.
"Brother Dugu, you're here too!" Mozi looked at Dugu Yun with a smile and said. Mo Ziwan no longer paid attention to the cold cold snow, but walked slowly towards Duguyun.
Dugu Yun, the word envy immortal, the second young master of the Dugu family. Because he was born in a scholarly family, he also learned a lot of complicated etiquette, has profound knowledge, and is known as "Dugu Encyclopedia". Dugu Xianxian does not like to cultivate, and often spends a lot of time on the postgraduate entrance examination, so he has not married for a long time. The strength is also worse than Mo Cheng, Han Yuan and others.
Dugu Xianxian looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was also handsome, his facial features were upright and harmonious, and his long hair was tied up by a cyan belt and tucked behind his head. His eyes were a little ethereal, and a few fine lights flashed from time to time. No one knows what he's thinking. Dugu Xianxian always had a faint smile on his face, and he looked gentle no matter who he faced. His smile is as warm as a spring breeze, and it is easy to bring good impressions.
Dugu Xianxian, like Mo Ziwan, is alone and no one else follows.
In his white and slender hands, he was holding a thick book, the words on which were obscure and difficult to read, and ordinary people could not read them.
Dugu Xian Xian saw Mo Zi walking towards him, and couldn't help but stare at him vigilantly, and said sharply: "Stay away from me, you are dead and have broken sleeves." ”
Suddenly, Mo Ziwan's face turned green. He hung his head, turned around suddenly, and walked backwards, his expression was very rich, and his grief-stricken appearance made everyone laugh.
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"Huh, where is the City Lord's Mansion!?" On a wide street in Falling Sky City, Qin Jiangci was riding a big donkey in confusion, not knowing which way to go to the City Lord's Mansion.
Although the vendor who sold rock sugar gourds before had already told him the approximate location of the City Lord's Mansion, there was no map after all! The Falling Sky City was so big, it was really hard for a road idiot like Qin Jiangci.
I don't know if Qin Jiang has gone around for the first few laps, but he can't find the City Lord's Mansion for a long time.
"Hey, are you going to the City Lord's Mansion to participate in the beast hunting activity!" Just as Qin Jiang was scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry, a clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.
Qin Jiang was stunned when he heard this, nodded heavily, and responded: "Yes! How do you know?" As he spoke, Qin Jiang turned his head around.
Behind him, a pretty girl stood. She didn't seem to be dressed up on purpose, and was dressed in a white dress that didn't look precious. The fair skin, the immature and stubborn delicate face always has a confident and vivid smile, which makes people unconsciously want to get closer.
The girl's bright eyes seem to be able to see through the autumn water, deep and calm, without a trace of waves. Joan nose, cherry lips, and delicate and perfect facial features. The three thousand green silks at the back of the head were tied up by a cyan ribbon and pulled into a ponytail, beating with vitality.