The Daomen is like a mixed soup, and there is everything in it.

There are both authentic pork, fatty beef, and fresh onions, ginger and garlic, but at the same time, there are also some large intestines that have not been shaved clean.

Fang Mo's current level, pork is not comparable, beef can be mixed together, and he himself is fresh green onions, ginger and garlic.

As for the Wang Wentian in front of him, it is......

I haven't shaved my yet, and I don't even count as a large intestine.

The reason why he said this is because this thing actually wants to turn the laws of the world upside down, who does he think he is? The master of the world?

The state has national laws, and it will not shield anyone, let alone make anyone sad, but he just stood up.

Of course, this can also be explained by an innate sense of justice.

It's just that this sense of justice may have changed the taste, and it has long lost its freshness and fatness, and turned into a gushing out of the intestines......

It's unspeakable, but it stinks.

The reason why he thought about it like this was that Fang Mo was completely impressed by the few words he said after he came, as well as the actions that made this family so fierce.

This made him feel no better.

"I'm not pure-minded?" Wang Wentian was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard a big joke, he pointed to his nose and said, "Look at me, how much is it worth all over my body?" I'm afraid you'll say I'm not pure-minded? Furthermore, do I have a heart? Hell, I can go down, but until then, I'm going to accomplish my goal. ”

"If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better get out of the way, or don't blame me for being rude! A mere ghost official dares to control my affairs, hasn't anyone told you that in this world, Maoshan magic is the most mysterious and powerful? ”

Wang Wentian laughed disdainfully, and he didn't even want to look at Cai Wenji and Fang Mo again.

Plain, stained his ears.

These two people have a fart relationship with him, so he doesn't care whether these two people are dead or not, what they think, he came here just to take this family to take revenge, to turn everything upside down!

This mentality makes his blood surge!

Fang Mo stood up, blocked in front of him, looked at his hand that had been stretched out to his waist, and said lightly: "Don't be delusional about taking out your demon gourd, I also have that thing, and besides, yours is only a few decades?" ”

From the beginning, Fang Mo remained silent, but that didn't mean that he hadn't paid attention to this person's movements, he had been carefully observing this person.

Especially the gourd at the back of the other party's waist made his pupils shrink, not because he was afraid, but because of this kind of thing, it was really difficult to see.

The demon gourd, also known as the demon gourd, has a lot of things in it, like a black umbrella, which can make the hundred ghosts become small, and then get into it.

When you need it, you can just release it.

Actually, this is a means of raising a little ghost, and it is not very clever, but the other party has been putting his finger on his back waist as if he were nothing.

From this point, Fang Mo could tell that Wang Wentian had a great value for the demon gourd, and seemed to regard this thing as his biggest magic weapon.

Fang Mo was very disdainful.

Such a thing, if it can be called a magic weapon, then he can simply be called a spiritual treasure of one of the founders of the Daomen, full of treasures.

However, he has a more introverted personality, so naturally he will not easily open his mouth to ridicule others, not to mention, this is the first time he wants to start fighting with someone, and he is not nervous, it is definitely fake.

As for the villa area, it was just that he took advantage of it and won the victory with the legendary mouth, and there was really nothing to praise it.

……

"Hold the grass!"

"Brother, did you hear just now, this person seems to say that there is a ghost official nearby? That...... Is it more powerful than ghosts? ”

Zhao Jingzong's face was full of surprise, and he quietly spoke to Xiao Xiang.

"I don't know, but since the eldest brother is here, it means that there is no danger at all, not to mention, the ghost official, he also brought an official word, and when our life is not over, he will not take care of us."

He was so calm that Zhao Jingzong couldn't believe it.

After looking Xiao Xiang up and down for a long time, Zhao Jingzong was sure that Xiao Xiang in front of him was definitely not possessed, and then he shook his head and said: "I really don't understand you, I am obviously afraid of death, but I want to pretend to be very calm." ”

He clearly saw that Xiao Xiang's legs were shaking involuntarily, and the amplitude of the shaking was definitely not eroded by the cold, not to mention, not only was it not too cold in this room, but there was also a kind of stuffiness.

Zhao Jingzong, a person who is not often active, has begun to sweat, but he has never dared to leave, and now he is let go, and he will definitely not leave.

Following Fang Mo, although he might see a terrifying scene, if he didn't follow him, this person wouldn't be a good person at first glance, not to mention, he could also make a ghost, he was naturally afraid to die.

However, he was extremely smart, and when he saw the two people looking at each other there, he hurriedly pulled Xiao Xiang to the side.

In fact, Ye Chengcheng has been by their side all along, but they didn't find out, and she also knew that she was not suitable for being involved in such a scene, so she agreed to Fang Mo and followed these two people, if the two of them were in danger, she would also remind them.

Yes, just a reminder, it won't be possible to shoot.

Because once she makes a move, something big will happen, especially in front of this kind of Maoshan outcast, she can't expose herself in the slightest.

Even if he didn't think about himself, Ye Tingcheng had to think a little more for Fang Mo.

……

"You...... How do you know?! ”

Wang Wentian looked at the little guy in front of him in shock, he didn't know that he had always had such a small habit, that is, subconsciously touching the demon at the waist.

Now that he was discovered by Fang Mo, he was stunned at first, then shocked, and finally he quickly held a peachwood sword in his hand, and in the other hand, he was holding a gourd.

Treasure solemnity? No, he doesn't have any momentum at all, and he's not even as powerful as ordinary people.

But because of this, Fang Mo added a bit of a weird and extremely defensive sense to him.

Because only people with superb skills can return to the basics, looking like a second-rate person on the street, but in fact, it will shake the world when it is moved.

On the contrary, those guys who pretend to be fairy wind bones have no ability at all.

"You're going to do it with me?"

Fang Mo shook his head with a smile, and continued: "I advise you, it's best to take back your two magic weapons, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless later, when the time comes, your treasure will be completely scrapped." ”

When he speaks, he is very confident.

This made Wang Wentian even have a feeling of absurdity, he felt that he was not facing an adolescent child, but like a thousand-year-old monster.

This feeling made him a little afraid to act rashly, but the baby did not take it back, but pinched a trick at any time, if Fang Mo moved, he would definitely be able to release a spell at the first time.

He couldn't figure out Fang Mo's strength, so he could only test it like this, if he knew how high Fang Mo's strength was, it would be easier to deal with.

"I advise you not to have anything to do with him."

Cai Wenji also walked over at this time, she looked at Fang Mo with a smile, and then said to Wang Wentian: "If I'm not mistaken, the treasures on his body are all from the current Daomen's leading figures, do you feel that these things in your hands can withstand a few strokes?" ”

Surprise!

Wang Wentian was sluggish again, if it weren't for Fang Mobu taking advantage of people's danger, this guy would have been knocked down by him twice.

When facing him, he dared to be in a daze, which is simply not taking himself in his eyes!

But he also knows that this is the other party is reestimating himself in his heart, to see if he can cope with the next scene, if he feels that it is not possible, he is afraid that it is possible to run away immediately.

Since he is an outcast, there must be no discipline or anything.

"You ......"

"Hold the grass!"

"Forget it, this is my first time, defeated and defeated, if you don't fight, you won't fight!"

Wang Wentian wanted to test it, but Fang Mo didn't know where to pull out a short sword, like a dagger, but the blade of the sword on it, as well as the thick perception, proved that this was not a dagger, but a short sword.

On the short sword, there are several words.

Most of them belong to ancient compilations, but there are three words, which are very eye-catching.

Heavens!

The treasure of the Daomen Town, the Daozi Daoist disciple of the world, after encountering it, at least he has to pay attention, and Wang Wentian can be sure that what Fang Mo is in his hands is definitely not a fake.

Because, the peachwood sword in his hand was sending him a dangerous signal, and it seemed that if he dared to shoot at will, he would be dealt a fatal blow in the next moment.

So he didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly made a gesture of defeat and retreat, and after saluting, he turned around and left.

"Don't be too arrogant, although you have so many magic weapons, I will definitely come back to you, dare to hinder me Wang Wentian from doing things, you are afraid that you are impatient!"

Before leaving, Wang Wentian also put down a cruel word.

……

Outside, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

I don't know when, a black cloud like a fig leaf covered the moon, making the moonlight, which was still a little bright, instantly turn into a cloud of darkness.

Wang Wentian ran out of the corridor at a very shocking speed, if anyone saw it, he could see it, and his face was full of horror at this time.

Then, he took a deep look at the upstairs, and said with an embarrassed wry smile: "I almost peed my pants, but fortunately I didn't do it directly, otherwise I would have died here today, I'm afraid that the other party has a million ways to deal with me, right?" ”

The Heavenly Sword is not so simple.

Although it looks like a sword and seems to represent a certain authority, the most terrifying thing is that this sword is very demonic, and when the owner encounters danger, it will instantly turn into a bloodthirsty killing sword.

This is a word of mouth in the Daomen, and it is also taught by his old immortal master, he doesn't believe it, it's all made up.

Moreover, he himself is still a person with very keen perception, and he can clearly feel what a terrifying killing intent there is on the sword in Fang Mo's hand, if he dares to make a move, I am afraid that it will not be able to come out in a few minutes, and it will be completely finished.

"I'm a ghost!" Wang Wentian spat fiercely, and said with an unhappy face: "Lao Tzu doesn't want to see you in this life!" ”

The cruel words were put down, but how could he, such an undisciplined person, really go to Fang Mo's trouble?

Not to mention whether he has this kind of ability, even if he has, he will definitely not easily anger that sword.

The evil nature of that sword was widely spread among the Daomen, and he did feel that he was just a line away from death.

And again.

Daomen has always protected the short!

After beating the small ones and the big ones, and beating the big ones and the old ones, there is always one, and he can't bear it.

If it was before, even if he could leave, he would definitely be a mouthful or something, but because of some of his ideals, he was beaten into a rebel by his master, and naturally, there was no one to support.

To put it simply, Fang Mo killed him in vain. And if he dares to kill Fang Mo, he can guarantee that the other party can definitely find him easily, and it is possible to kill him with a slap.

"In this world, there are so many bear children, Lao Tzu has met them inside the door, and now he has met another one, and this bear child is better than my master's...... It's still fucking ruthless, and the backstage is even harder, and my scalp is numb when I think about it. ”

Wang Wentian ran away.

……

Fang Mo didn't expect that Wang Wentian would run away the moment he took out the Heavenly Sword, in fact, he just felt a little itch on his back, as for this sword, for him, it was just an itch.

What the? Evil?!

I'm sorry, Fang Mo has seen too many evil things since he was a child, but he really hasn't seen his sword powerful.

Moreover, his master and the old man had never told him how dangerous this sword was. In fact, even they didn't know why a sword that could easily manipulate people's hearts would be so well-behaved after getting it in the hands of the side, but for the sake of their own face, they naturally didn't explain.

This naturally led to the fact that Fang Mo felt that this was just an ordinary guy, usually used to tickle and tickle, plus he could peel an apple or something, which was quite good.

If his master and the old man knew that he treated Tianfang Sword like this, I am afraid there would be no way to do it, because he also behaved like this in front of the two of them.

There is no way, this sword is in his hand, and it is so well-behaved that it doesn't seem to be an evil sword, but it is the most righteous sword, so righteous that he doesn't even want to unsheath it.

"Go and take those poor creatures, they should be a little more well-behaved by now." Fang Mo shouted comfortably as he spoke, then took out a talisman and threw it away.

In an instant, the room brightened, as if at this moment, the sun had risen, and everything was living in an extremely bright light.