Volume 1: Origin, Origin

Chapter 32: The City of the Remnant Moon Meets the Gentleman

The mountain village is not big, the lights are swaying, it is very peaceful and warm.

The hunting party and the juvenile burial returned to the village just before dinner, just in time.

In fact, it's nothing if you come back late, you will keep the meal, it's different from the world of real monks, in this world equivalent to mortals, the wife is at home to take care of the family, and the husband is out hunting or farming, because not everyone is suitable for hunting, most people in the village are mortals, and the men of the hunting team must at least be in a heavy physical realm, otherwise there is no basic condition for hunting demon beasts, and the lowest beasts can easily kill a mortal.

Survival is not easy.

"Come, Xiao Fu, eat a piece of tiger meat, this is your Uncle Mo's favorite food, it's delicious!

The man drank wine happily, ate meat, stretched out his hand and handed it to the young man, he looked at the funeral as if he saw his own little cub, Mo Li. His little cub was already a monk, and he was about the same age as the burial and had a good temperament, but he hadn't been home for months.

The man's name is Mo Dashan, and he is the captain of the hunting team in this village called Yuexi Village, "Yuexi Village" is the name of the village, a very beautiful name, and the funeral feels that this kind of life is more beautiful and nostalgic, but he doesn't need this kind of life now, so he is only a passerby.

"Uh-huh, eat more and grow your body. ”

This is an ordinary mortal woman, with an ordinary face, simple clothes, and a caring voice, which makes the funeral heart warm.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang. ”

Mo Li's mother has no name, only a surname. The burial is now like a big boy next door.

It's just that Fu looked at the wine in Uncle Mo's hand, and Uncle Mo also noticed it, maybe it was because he drank the wine, or maybe he was wrong, Uncle Mo jumped up all of a sudden, pointed at Fu's nose, and shouted angrily, "Little rabbit cub!

The burial was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Uncle Mo drunk on the table, and then saw the big wine jar next to the corner of the table, and immediately cried and laughed.

"Xiao Fu, don't mind, this man is just hard-hearted or very soft, his son hasn't been home for some days, maybe he misses his son, you are the same age as Xiaoli, he treats you as him when he is drunk, and he is like this to Xiaoli. ”

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang hurriedly came over to clean up, and did not forget to explain the funeral.

"It's okay Aunt Zhang, I envy you, such warmth, I think Mo Li also likes this kind of life. ”

The burial is very sensible, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but look at the burial a few more times, and suddenly felt that the funeral hair was very dazzling, such white hair, I think there must be a profound story.

"Xiao Fu, Aunt Zhang doesn't know whether to ask, why is your hair white?"

"Innate. ”

The burial was very peaceful, but Aunt Zhang felt that the burial was hiding a lot, maybe it was a woman's intuition, especially a woman who was a mother was more careful about everything, this child.

Seeing the burial, she didn't want to say much, and Aunt Zhang didn't want to ask again, "Xiao Fu, you will temporarily stay in Xiaoli's house tonight, and tomorrow when they go to Wanyue City to trade goods, Auntie will come to call you." With that, he helped Uncle Mo back to the room.

Fu looked at the flickering fire in the house, and suddenly his eyes were cold, and a crack parted in the night, a blood-red light flashed, the shadows of the distant mountains collapsed, and a blood-red drifted into the sky, disappearing.

Got up and went into the house, and didn't pay attention to what it was, just as a little episode.

Under the cover of the thick night, a large number of black-clothed people appeared around a city, hiding murderous intentions. If Yingjie saw these people, he would definitely go crazy, but unfortunately he couldn't come anymore and was buried in the depths of the forbidden land forever.

"As planned. ”

"Yes"

The men in black are like a disciplined army, cold and efficient

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A touch of fish white appeared in the east, and the dark night gradually faded.

"Little burial, we set off. ”

Uncle Mo shouted and was buried in a row, and the burial woke up from his cultivation, he didn't sleep all night, he was cultivating all the time, just to become stronger, he got out of bed and walked out quickly.

"We're a little far from Wanyue City, and we still have a round trip, so let's go early. "To a certain extent, the monk can eat little or no food, and there is no problem in not eating a meal.

"Child, father, go early and come back early!" Aunt Zhang stood at the entrance of the village and watched the hunting team and told Uncle Mo.

"Good!"

The hunting party carried the goods and hit the road with the boy in white.

On the way, I also met people from other villages who were also going to Wanyue City, thinking that it was to thank the villages for a long time to form a tacit understanding, after all, more people are safer, this is the survival material of their respective villages, but there can be no problems.

However, the team in Yuexi Village is the most eye-catching. Because the white-clothed and white-haired burial is in the hunting team of Yuexi Village, it is impossible to attract attention in such an area. Fortunately, there was nothing peaceful along the way, and the group finally approached Wanyue City, and it was time to separate.

"Uncle Mo, thank you for taking care of me these days, I'm going to find my family. ”

The family buried must be the rich man's home in Wanyue City, Uncle Mo thinks so,

"Little burial, then we are destined to meet again. ”

Such a man is also bold, waving goodbye, he never thought that he was buried with them all the way, he should be a person with his little cub.

What Mo Dashan didn't expect was that he actually said that in the future, Fu Zhen and Mo Li will become all the way, so let's not talk about it for the time being.

After separating Uncle Mo and his party, the funeral quickly changed its direction and walked towards Wanyue City from another direction.

At the same time, his appearance has changed, the same white hair and black eyes, the same upright posture, the same handsome face is just more bewitching, a pair of red phoenix eyes, fair and shiny skin, exquisite facial features, a very beneficial and beautiful young man.

It's just that there is no expression on the face of the burial, and the white clothes have turned blood-red, filled with a thick atmosphere.

This time is the true face of the burial, bloody, white-haired, ruthless pupils, and a demon alive.

Wanyue City is the largest city outside the nine main cities of Lingfeng County, unexpectedly there is no grade, the area is very large, the city wall is magnificent and tall, and there are countless inscriptions on it, which is thought to be related to the existence of Montenegro.

But the entire Eastern Heaven didn't dare to ignore this city, not even less than the main city of Lingfeng County, so I won't say much about the reason here.

There were guards at the city gate to check it, but the burial walked through the flow of people, but no one stopped him, as if he didn't see him, that is, he had such a strong strength, a strength beyond ordinary people's cognition.

In this way, the burial easily entered the Wanyue City, and there is no pressure at present. In fact, someone discovered him from the time he stepped into the Wanyue City, and the concealment of the burial himself was indeed extraordinary, but that one was very strong, and he captured his qi in an instant, after all, he was an acquaintance. However, it is the existence of that person that makes it possible to be buried in Wanyue City as if he was at home, and he can be "unscrupulous".

The funeral car walked through the streets and pavilions, and no one really noticed him, as if he was a wandering spirit floating outside the world, with nowhere to go.

Finally, the burial stopped in front of a tavern, which was a tavern of some years, and there were not many customers and it was a little deserted.

"Hey, you bumped into the master, apologize!"

This is a young man in fancy clothes, with the appearance of "I am a gentleman", his eyes floated to the top of his head, his nostrils were facing the sky, he was arrogant and domineering, and he yelled without looking at the funeral, "Don't hurry up, otherwise I will kill you, destroy your whole family, kill the man, sell the woman to the Qinglou, let her life is worse than death, hehehe." ”

"This boy is miserable, he actually ran into this bully. The passers-by on the side whispered when they saw this scene, and their eyes seemed to be sympathetic.

"It's just, alas, it's really a bad thing, and no one cares if such a person appears. The man sighed, and it was very vague.

"Forget it, let's go, don't watch the excitement here, be careful of getting into trouble. ”

Fu glanced at the person who was quietly talking and didn't dare to step forward and slowly disperse, and then looked at the scoundrel who touched the porcelain, his face expressionless.

The bully young man didn't care about other people's discussions at all, and seemed to be even more arrogant, "See no, see no, no one will come to save you, accept your fate, obediently apologize to Young Master Ben, if Young Master Ben is happy, maybe he will let you go, hum!"

"Are you sure?" Fu didn't care about those passers-by, just some mundane, but he was not good-tempered, and there were people who dared to treat him like this, and he really didn't know how to write dead words.

The cold voice was like the cold breath of a frost dragon, which made the young man stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, and he turned his head to glare at the burial, and was about to make a big "obscenity".

However, I didn't expect, "You TMD, you, you, you, just ...... ......"

The face of the young man in Chinese clothes changed drastically, and he suddenly slurred his speech, his face was shocked and then depressed, like eating a dead child, and then he looked resentful, "Damn! It's actually you a cold-blooded ghost! Lao Tzu didn't step on shit when he went out today? Why is TMD so unlucky!"

"Aren't you tired of living like this? Ignoring the young man's series of nonsense, a pair of demonic Danfeng eyes looked coldly at the young man in Chinese clothes, this kind of gaze made people hairy.

"Get out, sir, I'm comfortable and chic, and besides, I'm a fool and I'll kill you, and you cold-blooded person live a depressed life. "The two used to know each other, and they are still acquaintances.

However, looking at the unchanging and ruthless eyes, the young man in Chinese clothes suddenly had no temper, as if he couldn't provoke this guy, it was better to go first, bullies are also afraid of perverts, this is a complete pervert.

"Don't go yet, I have something to tell you, come in. "The burial walked into the tavern, and he didn't look at the young man in Chinese clothes, this is not a discussion but an order, and the funeral is domineering.

"Damn!" the young man in the costume scolded in a low voice, and then he was buried in the tavern.

It's really spineless

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