Mo Mo felt that the sword was a million, and after humiliating Dao Mu, he was crushed to death. However, Mo Mo's arrogant behavior turned into a burden and dragged himself down.

The sand and dust are as strong as King Kong, and the sandstorm tornado is like a meat grinder, grinding a sharp sword into iron powder, and integrating it into the sandstorm tornado, which increases its power. The air cover of the death fight platform is endless, the ripples are like endless waves, and it feels like the entire death fight platform is about to be overturned.

Dao Mu could not bear the weight of his own despair, his whole body was cracked and his bones were broken, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his golden bones were shining. Dao Mu endured the pain, gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes burned, and he pulled out the scabbard on the ground regardless of the dozen swords inserted in his body.

Mo Mo was all around, the green light suddenly grew, and the vines grew wildly, tying Mo Mo into a dumpling.

This green light is the miracle light that Dao Mu exchanged for kindness.

"Planting?"

"Impossible!"

“......”

Mo Mo was incoherent, not waiting for him to break free.

Dao Mu has deceived himself and stepped up again, and the sword is swinging, the ghostly light seems to be a call from hell, and Mo Mo's head falls to the ground.

"Man, once there is a beginning, there is no end to the ......"

Dao Mu stood by the knife, his bloody eyes dimmed, panting, raising his hand to look at the golden sand into his bones, his face was white, and he was stunned.

"When I was a kid, I never thought I would be like this. At that time, I just wanted to be a cynical gentleman. ”

After a long time, his breath was stable, and Dao Mu smiled bitterly.

One by one, he pulled out the sharp swords on his body, clanged, and the sword light was bloody, and he threw it on the ground casually. Faltered, walked to Mo Mo's head and squatted down, red eyes and dead eyes looking at each other.

"Whenever I eat candy, my mom always talks about me. When I was a child, it was nothing to be fat, but when I grew up, I would be thin. However, some people are too fat when they are young, and when they grow up, they will be even fatter. ”

Dao Mu's eyes were half-narrowed, Mo Mo's eyes were as wide as goldfish eyes, resentment and unwillingness were intertwined, and his mouth was still open and closed, as if he was cursing Dao Mu.

Ding-woo ......

The remnant sword trembled, reuniting a delicate flying sword.

Dao Mu stood up suddenly, about to take the trophy. The sword had already flown away, and it was held by the young man of the Mo family who had never known him.

Boom, the flying sword trembled endlessly, and the sword intent swept through Jiazilou.

"Want to kill me?" Dao Mu looked around, and finally fixed on the young man of the Mo family, "Wait for me to reach the ground, welcome to the challenge." ”

Dao Mu shook his head and smiled lightly, the dantian was blazing, the wild dragon roared, and the blood eyes were bright, like the eyes of a ferocious wolf. At this moment, the volcano in the heart really erupted.

stepped on Mo Mo's head, his bones and blood splattered, his brain and medulla remained, and his eyes were intact and rolled in the bloodstream.

"Huang Fanxiao is the first light I found in this desperate world. Whoever wants this light to be extinguished, Mo Mo is waiting for the end. He grinned hoarsely, with a cold voice and a hideous and low face.

They all thought that Dao Mu had completely lost his mind, and the next moment, the volcano cooled down, returned to balance, was covered with heavy snow, and his expression was cold and flat.

"I hate killing. ”

Dao Mu took out a piece of sugar, peeled off the sugar coating, and held it in his mouth, sweetly dipping into the cold heart. The golden dragon hibernates in the dantian, yawning again and again, gushing spiritual power like a pillar, the dragon chanting is lazy and crisp, and the sword is happy.

At this moment, Dao Mu ascended to the high-level barge sword realm.

"Hey, this person's blood, brains and snot are like snot, it's disgusting. Dao Mu rubbed his shoes hard, and there was smoke under his feet, but he found that it was useless, so he simply threw his shoes and went on stage barefoot.

Offstage, the cowherd's mouth was wide open, the cigarette gun fell, and the precious tobacco was spilled on the ground, and he didn't realize it. After a long time, Fang was stunned, looking at the waiting for Da Zhuang around him, and seeing the Da Zhuang seemed to be commonplace.

"Has Ah Dao always been so bloody and violent? This picture can make me can't eat salty tofu brain for a year, this is a delicacy in the world. ”

When Hou Dazhuang heard this, he shook his head, patted the root of his thigh, and was about to speak, only to realize that a group of waiters had gathered around him. Their faces were full of shock, and even though they weren't themselves, Hou Dazhuang was also happy.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over everyone, he bowed his head, helpless with sadness, "The tragedy of my clan's uncle Mucang's family, have you all heard of it?"

"Uh-huh......" The cowherd picked up the cigarette gun, not too dirty, in his mouth, nodded again and again, and the attendants around him pricked up their ears and concentrated.

"Alas, the bloody and terrible scene was very unimaginable.

On that day, Ah Dao was only twelve, and in the face of such a scene, any twelve-year-old boy would be so frightened that he would lose his soul.

Ah Dao is different, he cries while picking up the body pieces and stitching them together. We cried until our eyes were without tears, and then we could not stop bleeding, so that the blood stained my eyes.

While shedding blood and tears, he sewed up the corpse, stitching up and restoring the whole house.

Uncle Li, the lord of the Immortal City, came to Muxing Mountain to ask for help, and when he talked about it, his voice and hands couldn't stop trembling as if he had a nightmare......"

"Listen to you, the things in front of you can't be more normal......" Cowherd sighed with a long sigh, all heard that Dao Mu was full of despair all his life, and listened to Da Zhuangyi, ninety is true.

On the family history, the ring wearers of the past generations have never appeared, such a butcher with a perverse personality.

"Fart!" Dao Mu shouted, "Sweet tofu brain is the right way." "His blood-stained and tattered clothes had been thrown into the bucket, and he walked shirtless and barefoot.

"Of course the tofu brain is salty!Sweet, can you eat it?!" The cowherd has never eaten sweet tofu brain, and when he thought of the tofu brain soaked in brown sugar water, he couldn't help but think of the burst brain pulp, and couldn't help but shudder.

"The tofu brain is salty, why not put some chili peppers and make hot pot. Vega, how can you be so weird?"

“......”

In the midst of the noise, the three Daomu have disappeared from people's sight.

The last ray of sunlight disappeared from Mo Han's corpse. Darkness falls, the night wind pierces the buildings, and the smell of blood fills the air, awakening the fear of some.

The darkness of the night is adding courage to some people, and at the same time adding fear to others. At this time, one can fully indulge oneself and melt into the darkness. But you turned your back on the light, and the shadow turned its back on you.

The three brothers of Mo Yi had a plain face, couldn't see what they were thinking, and turned around and left without saying a word.

Tong Tong looked straight at the direction of Dao Mu's departure, and suddenly felt that Tong Bohan's body was trembling, retracted his gaze, and took Tong Bohan away, but it was in the opposite direction from Mo Yi and the three brothers.

"Brother Mo Dan......" Mo Lin's eyes were rolling, and his words trembled, "Dao Mu is a mad dog, if you don't get rid of him as soon as possible, you will bite our Mo family sooner or later." ”

Hearing this, Mo Dan looked back at Mo Lin, his eyes swept over the others, and he casually stuck the flying sword on the ground, "You go and collect Mo Mo's body, bring it back to the clan, and give those old guys to appreciate and appreciate." ”

When the words fell, the person had gone, leaving a flying sword empty, and the ground shook and groaned. The voice was so solemn and long, as if it was sad, as if it was crying.

Mo Lin saw Mo Dan leaving, looked back at the tragic battlefield, and then looked at the direction where Dao Mu disappeared. After the death of the rabbit and the fox, his heart was filled with inexplicable joy. At this moment, he felt that he had grasped a glimmer of light for the future.

Elite Pavilion, Leather Elite.

There are a lot of new jokes every year, and there are many strange things, just one more demon this year.

Mo Mo, although he has not joined any sect, is from the lineage and is the actual controller of the eastern district of the outer city.

Dao Mu, from the executioner of Honghu City, from the beginning of the appearance of Cattle City, was mythical "The man who slaughtered the whole street".

One is a young man of the Mo family, the other is an orphan of Muxing Mountain, one has a big background like the Hanhai, and the other has a background like the sunset, one has a bright life and a bright future, and one has a bleak life and is desperate to survive.

The values are very different, and the conflict between the two is inevitable from the beginning.

Now that it broke out, Mo Mo died under the knife of Dao Muba.

The Great Sword of the Primary-Order Earth Sword Realm died under the sword of the swordsman of the Intermediate Sword Realm, and since then, the other party has broken through the shackles and reached the Supreme Sword Realm.

This is probably the biggest irony for the Mo family, and it is also the biggest provocation in thousands of years.

"When did Dao Mu learn to shepherd?" The feat of Dao Pastor's reversal cannot be ignored without that green light.

Pastoral Trial.

An exam in the theoretical fundamentals of pastoral teaching.

Dao Mu was pulled to the examination venue by Hou Dazhuang early in the morning, and there was still half an hour before the start of the exam. In order not to be recognized by others, the knife was put into the heart, and it was really much more effective, and the strange gaze was reduced by half.

Candidates either hold jade slips, or notes, or hold all kinds of pastoral books, babbling and reciting, or reviewing, or reciting.

Under the pressure of others, Hou Dazhuang couldn't stand it, so he took out the jade slip to review his homework. On the side, Dao Mu was lying on Ah Meng's back and snoring. At this hour, the sky was bright, and the morning sun lifted the black quilt, and the east was bright, giving birth to some light.

Hou Dazhuang is very disdainful of Daomu's behavior, and he knows that he doesn't listen to Daomu, in fact, there are many people who don't study and don't memorize. It's just that others are more or less restrained and pretending. There is no Taoist Mu who completely let go of himself like this, and blatantly sleeps on the edge of the examination room.

After all, who doesn't want to make a good impression on the Zhitianfu invigilator, maybe in the last round of the test, because the invigilator made a good impression, they can get extra points.

Half an hour later.

The morning sun shows sharp corners, and the golden rooster looks up to report.

When the invigilator of Zhitianfu finally came, Hou Da Zhuangxiong's eyes widened, and his face was bitter, "Ah Dao, this invigilator is the Mo family." Look at the middle-aged man, he seems to be a little similar to Mo Mo......" shook the Dao Mu in his hand, and his tone was anxious.

"Huh?!" Dao Mu rubbed his eyes and looked at the high platform, "Oh, it's really ......" The words fell, and Dao Mu lay down again, snoring and sleeping.

The corners of Hou Dazhuang's mouth twitched, and a lot of psychological words were supposed to be spit out. was swallowed directly by Dao Mu's lazy behavior, but forgot what to say.

"Whoa......" There was a long yawn, and the cowherd's lazy voice came from behind, "You guys are really positive." The cowherd's eyes were half confused, and his spirit was also very poor, sitting on the back of the big yellow cow, his body was shaking, and he could see that others were worried and anxious.

"Have you brought the clan traces?" Dao Mu slammed his body, his eyes shining, full of anticipation, and his decadence and laziness swept away.

"In the past few days, Young Master Ben, I have worked overtime to transcribe the traces of the two of you, and now I am so sleepy that I am dying. Cowherd took out two brand-new leather books, one handed to Dao Mu and the other to Hou Dazhuang.

Dao Mu took the book of the skin, and a faint smell of incense came to his nose.

"Is this a pee?"

Dao Mu was stunned, the book cover felt familiar and unfamiliar, this beautiful feeling had only been experienced in Li Wenshi.