The rich bloody aura spread in the forest, and was soon blown away by the breeze of the past, cutting off the crane in the clouds, the hungry ghost in the color, and saving the innocence of thousands of girls, Mo Qingge's face was light, and his eyes swept over a place with dense shade without a trace, and the corners of his mouth gently hooked a meaningful smile.

When he fought with the crane in the clouds, another uninvited guest came to this dense forest, and this uninvited guest not only had a very good concealment skill, but also had reached the innate level of cultivation.

There are not many innate masters in the Tianlong world, of course, except for those with names and surnames, there may not be those who are hidden and penanced and have no reputation, so Mo Qingge can't judge the true identity of the person through simple characteristics.

Temporarily pressing the doubts in his heart, Mo Qingge jumped down the trunk with the frightened girl, and then let go of the left hand on the girl's shoulder, and the beautiful girl was slightly stunned, then flew into Fan Chuan's arms and sobbed.

"Xiaoxiao, don't cry, it's all because your father is not good, so you will be kidnapped by the gangsters, and now that the bad guys are dead, Xiaoxiao doesn't have to be afraid anymore. Fan Chuan stuck the willow leaf double knife on the ground, hugged his daughter as if caring for a rare treasure, and comforted him softly in a gentle voice, looking like a loving father.

It wasn't until the girl's mood stabilized that Fan Chuan showed an apologetic smile to Mo Qingge, and then bowed his hand and said: "Fan Mou has heard his way for a long time, and he also gave his name, I didn't expect to meet Murong Gongzi here today, thanks to Murong Gongzi's help and rescue of the little girl, Fan Chuan is grateful." ”

Mo Qingge raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly understood that Fan Chuan, the wind-chasing knife, must have mistaken the "Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade" that he used to be suitable for his talents as Gusu Murong's "The Way of the Other and the Other Body", and then regarded him as Murong Fu's heart is higher than the sky and his strength is thinner than paper.

After understanding the origin, Mo Qingge suddenly felt a sense of ridicule, shook his head, and said with a solemn face: "Brother Fan misunderstood, his surname is Mo, and he is not a Murong son." ”

"Ahem...... It's Fan who recognized the wrong person, don't blame the son, don't blame the son!" Fan Chuan's old face flushed, and there was a slight embarrassment between his eyebrows.

Seeing that Mo Qingge's expression was not displeased, he said with gratitude: "Fan's wife died early, leaving such a baby daughter, today she was captured by the lewd thief of the crane in the clouds, if it weren't for the help of the son, it would definitely be difficult to escape the doom, Fan's cold house is not far away, the son might as well go to the cold house to rest for a while, Fan is also good to do the friendship of the landlord, talk about the gratitude in his heart." ”

The beautiful girl named Fan Xiaoxiao stopped crying at this moment, and secretly looked at Mo Qingge with a pair of wonderful eyes, her eyes flashed with a little expectation, and her pretty face, which was slightly pale due to excessive panic, also gave birth to two crimson and seductive clouds.

Although the hero's routine of saving the beauty and the beauty sacrificing her life is very exciting, Mo Qingge misses the innate master even more, so he smiled and declined: "Brother Gu's kindness is in my heart, but there are still important things to do, so it is inconvenient to stay here, and I hope that my brother will forgive me." ”

Fan Chuan was stunned when he heard this, and immediately regretted it: "The son has important things to do, and Fan doesn't dare to force himself to stay, so let's do it, if the son has time in the future, he can come to Fanjiazhuang ten miles to the west, and then Fan will definitely sweep the couch to greet him, so that he can entertain the son." ”

"If you have time in the next day, I will definitely go to visit, the mountains and rivers will meet, Brother Gu, we will have a period later!"

The words fell, Mo Qingge's figure flashed away, disappeared in place, this divine dragon's light skill of seeing the beginning and not the end made Fan Chuan shocked again, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighed: "Fan Moudao No one in the younger generation can go out of North Qiao Feng, South Murong is left and right, now after seeing this Mo Gongzi's martial arts, he knows that he is just sitting in a well and watching the sky, underestimating the heroes of the world, this Mo Gongzi's martial arts are only above North Qiao Feng and South Murong, and never below them." ”

Fan Xiaoxiao held a feverish pretty face, her eyes were misty, and she whispered: "Master Mo is not only high in martial arts, but also very handsome!"

"Hahaha...... That girl doesn't have spring? Could it be that my family Xiaoxiao is moved by a certain hero who saves beauty?" Fan Chuan quipped.

Fan Xiaoxiao's face flashed with embarrassment, glanced at Fan Chuan, stomped his feet and said coquettishly: "Dad, how can I have it? You are talking nonsense, people will ignore you in the future!"

"Okay, good! Daddy doesn't talk nonsense, doesn't talk nonsense, hehe......."

Fan Chuan, who didn't have the majesty of his father, said with a complicated expression after his hippie smile: "In fact, for a dragon and phoenix among people like Mo Gongzi, fame in the rivers and lakes is just an idle matter, such a person is far from being able to climb to us, Dad knows that Xiaoxiao has a good impression of him, alas, but ......"

Fan Chuan wanted to speak and stopped, the girl's face changed when she understood what she meant, and then her eyes pursed her lips and she was silent.

Rubbing his daughter's little head lovingly, Fan Chuan sighed secretly in his heart, although he knew that Fang Cai's words were very cruel to his daughter who was just starting to fall in love, but he still had to say it, otherwise it would be too late to regret it when he was deeply trapped.

Turning his eyes, as if he had thought of something, Fan Chuan said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, Zuo Zimu, the head of the East Sect of the Boundless Sword, posted a few days ago to invite Dad to go to the Sword Lake Palace to watch the disciples of their Boundless Sword East and West Sects compete in martial arts and swords.

Hearing this, Fan Xiaoxiao's sluggish mood improved slightly, and she nodded, which can be regarded as a response.

......

After walking unhurriedly to the south for another kilometer, Mo Qingge stopped in a place facing the stream and leaning back to the woodland, turned around for a long time, his eyes flashed like lightning, he squinted at a corner of the forest, and said with a smile: "It's not a hero's work to hide his head and show his tail, there is no one else here, Your Excellency has been with me for so long, don't you want to show up?"

There was no echo in the forest, and the sound of insects and birds was still there.

"Since Your Excellency doesn't want to show up, then I have no choice but to find you out!"

In the faint voice of words, Mo Qingge's hands were lowered, and a huge and incomparable momentum naturally rose from his whole body, followed by a majestic qi machine like a sea of smoke born out of thin air, falling from the sky, without being abrupt at all, between the rise and fall of the momentum qi machine, it converged and fused together, forming an inexplicable powerful aura.

In an instant, the flowers and trees that were floated by the mountain wind immediately stopped, the sound of insects and birds dissipated without a trace, and even the fluttering and free air flow also stopped, and within a radius of ten zhang, fell into a strange and inexplicable silence, as if time and space were frozen, solidified into an immovable and unchanging eternal realm.

Only Mo Qingge's robe is windless and automatic, and the hunting sound is wild, which becomes the only moving scene in this still picture.

If the old man in Xuanyi Chu is here, he will also sigh at Mo Qingge's outstanding talent, and the word "pressure" is decided to this point, which can be said to be the most exhaustive, contemptuous and aggravated, and what is owed...... It's just a fire.

With a sneer, Mo Qingge swept his hand across the air, and the grass around him broke off one by one, rising from the ground, straight like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the sky.

With a turn of his hand, the spiral energy suddenly appeared, rolling the air flow in all directions, wrapped in green grass, and "woo woo" flew out, slamming on a big tree not far away with a thick waist, and the tree was instantly shattered and exploded as if tortured by a thousand knives.

In the splash of wood chips, a gray figure flew up like a sharp arrow, crossed his hands, crossed in front of him, and flicked them to the left and right, and two feminine palms fluttered out like a spring breeze, pushing away the splattered sawdust and sliding past both sides of his body.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed mysterious man shouted, and turned his palm into a fist in time, and the fist was counteracted, and the strength of the fist was condensed and entangled, like a pillar of air.

"Bang!"

In the deafening loud noise, the fierce fist smashed the energy tornado, and the wild dance was wild, and the weeds seemed to shoot like random arrows, bringing a "Xiuxiu" sound, and submerged into the woodland, rocks, and trees.

Although a punch dispersed the energy tornado, the chaotic energy that could be reversed was still shocking, and the gray-clothed mysterious person's blood boiled, and the figure fell to the ground, staggering back a few steps, leaving a few chaotic footprints of different shades.

There was a thick look of shock in his eyes, and before the mysterious man in gray could regain his breath, a little water and silver line had already come into view.

A drop of water!

Nei Xiu reached the realm of the gray-clothed mysterious man, and his eyes were already like eagle's eyes, so he also saw the true face of the watery silver line.

At the moment when this drop of water broke through the air, a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly appeared in the heart of the gray-clothed mysterious person, so he didn't dare to be slack, and used his true qi with all his strength to between his hands, and his hands turned lightly, secretly in line with the mysterious law of Zhou Tian Xingchen Dou's transformation, and laid down a strict and thick qi in front of him.

"Boom!"

Hong Zhong Da Lu's voice sounded suddenly, that small drop of water seemed to contain the power of the ocean, the strength was incomparably strong, and the strength of the mysterious man in gray cloth in front of him was under its impact, and it collapsed layer by layer, disintegrating inch by inch, stirring up gusts of wind.

The body shook suddenly, and the face of the mysterious man in gray under the face towel first appeared a strange flush, and then turned pale.

At this moment of life and death, the gray-clothed mysterious man's hands suddenly converged, his five fingers stretched like the first bloom of a lotus, and at the moment when the layers of energy completely collapsed, he successfully resisted the seemingly small, but in fact extremely terrifying water droplets, Rao was so, and was still pushed backwards by the powerful strength it contained, and the soles of his feet drew two deep furrows on the ground.

A muffled sound came out, but it was the back of the mysterious man in gray who hit a tree, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood splashed out irrepressibly, staining the gray scarf on his face.

Seriously injured, the mysterious man in gray was not only not angry, but he was relieved in his heart, just because the drop of water that almost killed him was finally weak and fell to the ground.

Raising his head, he saw that Mo Qingge was slowly raising his sword finger, pointing at himself from afar, his strength would not be released, and he wanted to come out of it, even though he was more than ten zhang away, the mysterious man in gray still had a subtle feeling that there was nowhere to escape from the heavens and the earth, and then he thought of the mysterious method that the other party had just shown, and he dared to let him make a move, so he hurriedly stopped it.

"Childe and slow hands, and slow hands, the old man has no malice, no malice!"