"Little beauty, how about going to the Getaway with our five brothers?" A guy who was so ugly that he didn't know how ugly he was said with a straight face, and put his head close to the little dragon girl.

"Long'er, deal with them, let's go to Huashan to see the excitement."

Chen Mo glanced at the five clown-like things and whispered, and as soon as the little dragon girl put her hand on the long sword on the table, a cold light stabbed towards the guy who spoke.

Although this ugly guy is ugly martial arts, he is impatient, as soon as he saw the little dragon girl draw the sword, he grabbed a bench easily, but the little dragon girl's sword speed was originally ranked among the top few in the Condor World, and after Chen Mo passed on her Nine Yin True Scripture General Outline, the cold light of this sword suddenly flashed and stopped, and the other four ugly guys who were originally evil on the side saw the ugly eight monsters who were talking showed a red line in their throats and fell backwards.

"Wow, you dare to kill my eldest brother, brothers."

The four ugly guys each took out a strange-shaped weapon and rushed up, Chen Mo slowly picked up the wine jug and stabbed the wine into the glass, watching the silver glittering wine against a sword light flashing, when he stopped the wine jug in his hand and poured it, the wine glass was full, and the sword light also stopped.

"Choke, choke."

The two long swords were put into the sheath, and the little dragon girl who got up and sat down and was still tranquil drank a cup of light tea silently, and only then did she whisper after putting it down:

"Brother Mo, let's go."

Xiaolongnu simply said that she was by nature, but no matter how simple a person is, she will explode under the provocation of someone, a year ago she would rather commit suicide because of her innocence, and a year later someone provoked her to end up being the end of five ugly guys;

This is the reason why Chen Mo is not prejudiced against Li Mochou, especially when she walked alone in the rivers and lakes, the disciples she killed did not know how much, and finally fell into the reputation of the red practice demon, and Lu Zhanyuan would not know these things, but later abandoned Li Mochou because of that reputation. So his family was killed, and Chen Mo didn't feel anything strange after reading the novel countless times.

Xiaolongnu generally doesn't do anything, but as long as she does it, she will kill her, she doesn't allow anyone to tarnish her reputation, as Chen Mo's wife, how she and him are together has always been in mind, she doesn't regret the original choice and that incident. But once someone wants to have a crooked heart towards her, she will completely wipe out all possibilities.

Chen Mo's own killing intent is great, so he doesn't feel strange that Xiaolongnu occasionally breaks out to kill, and even he is a little happy, so he doesn't worry that Xiaolongnu will be deceived.

took Xiaolongnu down the mountain, and he was always teaching her the ability to walk the rivers and lakes, so Xiaolongnu is still like a Qingli fairy, but she is not an idiot like in the novel.

Chen Mo stood up and took the little dragon girl's little hand. After taking a look at the remaining four ugly people who held the weapon in their hands to keep attacking, when he and Xiaolongnu walked out of the shop, Xiao Er and the shopkeeper, who were scared to hide behind the counter, slowly looked up, and the four ugly guys' bodies trembled, and their throats were all exposed and fell to the ground instantly.

"Kill Someone"

Xiao Er looked at the corpses of the five ugly people on the ground in horror and screamed, at this time, a golden light and shadow shot from outside the door of the small store fell on the counter with a bang, and Chen Mo's voice that had gradually faded away came slowly:

"These five people are the five ugly people on the Tibetan side, you can report to the official. Maybe there will be a few silver rewards, and if they are rare, they will be dug and buried. ”

The Tibetan Five Chou is a disciple of Darba under the throne of the Golden Wheel. Compared with ordinary martial arts people, it is already good, but compared with the little dragon girl who can fight with the golden wheel with swordsmanship alone, she is just an object to die.

The reason why he let Xiaolongnu do it Chen Mo has his own plans, he entered the Condor and changed Yang Guo's life, so he doesn't know much about the future of the Condor World except for some major events, Xiaolongnu is his wife, and he doesn't have to worry too much about doing things in the future. You can't let the little dragon girl become a little vase.

Killed the five ugly people on the Tibetan side, the little dragon girl felt uncomfortable but was able to endure it, and walked up along the foot of Huashan Mountain. However, the two arrived at the top of the mountain in half a day, and as soon as they found a cave, Chen Mo saw three pheasants weighing one or two catties huddled in the corner.

"Haha, Long'er has a good mouth today."

Chen Mo smiled happily when he saw these pheasants, his figure swayed, he grabbed the pheasants in his hands, killed the chickens in the snow and plucked their feathers, and then found dry branches in the surrounding woods and set up a fire to start a barbecue.

The craftsmanship of the top chef is not in vain, as bursts of fragrant smell began to come out, the ingredients in Chen Mo's hands began to be brushed inside and outside the roast pheasant with a brush layer by layer, and the aroma spread along the entire Huashan mountain top with the mountain breeze.

"It smells so good." Xiaolongnu looked at Chen Mo's constantly churning pheasant and smiled.

"It really smells good."

As soon as Xiaolongnu's voice stopped, a voice came with a figure rushing by, Chen Mo kept his hands and looked at the white-haired old beggar who was licking his mouth outside the door, he glanced at the old beggar's hands with one finger missing from the corner of his eyes, and said lightly:

"If you want to eat roast pheasant, you have to beat me, otherwise there is no way."

The Nine-Fingered Divine Beggar, Hong Qigong, will appear in Huashan, otherwise Chen Mo would not have visited here, his purpose is to fight with the strongest people in the middle martial arts world to achieve a more perfect improvement of martial arts perception, he has learned the eighteen palms of the dragon, and he doesn't care about Hong Qigong's martial arts;

He just didn't expect Hong Qigong to be attracted by his roast pheasant, so he pushed the boat down the river and wanted to try it with Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong glanced at the pheasant that had become golden and dripping with oil, and as soon as his eyes moved, he grabbed the pheasant on the fire, Chen Mo backhanded, and a few sword fingers sealed Hong Qigong's palm, and the little dragon girl took the grill with a smile, and saw that Hong Qigong's body wanted to break through Chen Mo's blockade like a swimming dragon.

After more than a dozen temptations in a row, Chen Mo's body blocked Hong Qigong like a ghost, and Hong Qi, who originally just wanted to compete for food, was stunned for a moment, and his hands gradually increased his strength to fight with Chen Ming.

Chen Mo kept his sword fingers and only sent out more than twenty finger strengths, but the power was not worse than his thirty-six finger strengths, Hong Qigong's gradually increasing palm strength gradually began to roar, and a faint dragon-shaped energy began to roll towards Chen Mo from his palm.

Chen Mo's body was like a lightning flash, but Hong Qigong was as steady as Mount Tai and displayed the Eighteen-Way Dragon Descending Palm Technique, Chen Mo had eaten Ouyang Feng once and was unwilling to fight with Hong Qigong for internal strength, and the sword pointed out more quickly and sharper, and Hong Qigong's palm kept turning back and forth, left and right, and the seemingly ordinary palm often completely sealed the direction of Chen Mo's sword finger attack.

The two fought on the top of the mountain, and Chen Mo still didn't force Yiyang's fingers out of his fingers, but his sword finger speed became faster and faster, and gradually thirty-eight sword finger shadows flew up and down, constantly piercing Hong Qigong's dragon-shaped palm power, and he was getting closer and closer to Hong Qigong's body. (To be continued......)

PS: I'm home, thank you for supporting pineapples these days, and calm down and think about how to write the plot in the next two days.