Chapter 306: The Idol of the Drunkard

Chapter 306: The Idol of the Drunkard

"I can only say that fifteen years ago, I could still see Murong Ding a few times, and in the past fifteen years, I haven't seen him again!"

The drunkard shook his head.

To say that Murong Ding has become the head of the first family in this Cangwu City, but as an alcoholic, the elite of the three major forces, he has indeed not seen Murong Ding in the past fifteen years.

"Then tell me everything you know!"

Mo asked and sighed.

From the drunkard, I knew that Murong Ding should have a daughter, the girl named Xue'er that Mo Wendao had seen.

"Then I'll talk about it!"

The drunkard was a little embarrassed.

If you count it up, the drunkard and Murong Ding are not a few years old, in this Cangwu City, both of them belong to the genius level, but Murong Ding is a very famous genius in the entire continent.

As a man of the year in the mainland, Murong Ding challenged countless forces more than 20 years ago, of course, they were all challenges, characters of the same level, until a figure of the same continent appeared.

On the two continents, the geniuses of the younger generation collided!

Murong Ding has always maintained an undefeated record, so if it was broken, his opponent was still at the same level as his cultivation, and that opponent was Mo Chengkong.

"Think about it back then, Mo Chengkong, the number one madman in the mainland, how domineering!"

The drunkard sighed.

It's just that in his eyes, there is a trace of respect, the respect that the strong should have, that competition, at that time, not many people knew, and the drunkard was one of them, one of the few people.

"What happened?"

Mo asked curiously.

Since the drunkard knows, Mo Wendao doesn't know something, this is also related to his father Mo Chengkong, which is even more arousing Mo Wendao's attention.

"Wait until I recall!"

The drunkard said displeased.

This thing has passed, so many years, all these years, he has lived by drinking, and it is inevitable that he has a little unclear memory of the previous things, and he needs to recall.

Without waiting for Mo to ask and urge again, the drunkard had already recalled that part of the matter, it was rumored that Murong Ding Mo Chengkong had fought with each other, and although he was defeated, he became a friend.

"Rumors?"

Mo asked, frowning.

If this is just a rumor, then this authenticity, but we need to consider, how much is it?

Mo asked the information he got from the letter left by his father, Murong Ding and his father should be friends worthy of life and death, but when they came to the drunkard, they became rumors.

"However, it didn't take long for this rumor to be confirmed!"

The drunkard continued.

Many people thought that Mo Chengkong, who suddenly appeared, would have a mortal enmity with Murong Ding. However, in a year, the two of them challenged thirty-six second-grade sects and five first-grade sects in a row, and finally Mo Chengkong was chased and killed by seven first-grade sects.

And Murong Ding returned to Cangwu City, no one knew why, Murong Ding suddenly returned to Cangwu City, and did not appear again until it was opened in the Land of Trials.

"What did they do to be hunted down by so many sects?"

Mo asked, puzzled.

He couldn't find out what his father had done to be hunted down by so many sects, Mo asked and guessed that it was related to his mother.

"I don't know about this, but eighteen years ago, Mo Chengkong reappeared!"

The drunkard said with a look of envy.

Mo Chengkong was chased by the seven first-grade sects, as well as countless second-grade and third-grade sects, but he disappeared almost, and in two years, when he reappeared, it was a trial once every twenty years, and that time once again proved what is called the number one madman in the mainland.

With the strength of one person, he carried the disciples of the top ten first-grade sects, but there was no one who could take his move, and after entering the place of trial, he did not come out again, and more than ten years passed like this, without any news, and it became a fleeting meteor, only at that time it was the most shining.

Under the joint blockade of the Yipin Sect and the major forces, there are not many things that can be handed down, except for some witnesses.

"So 'Mo Chengkong' is trapped in the land of trials?"

Mo asked.

He already knew that the last news about his father, before he disappeared, the place he entered was the place of trials, but that one place, after entering, did not come out, it seemed a little bad.

When Mo Wendao was in the Valley of the Poison King, he also knew that the place of trial, although he didn't know how it was formed, it was a treasure land, which was opened every twenty years, and if he didn't come out within three months after entering, it seemed to stay in it forever.

"I'm afraid that there will be more than one luck!"

The drunkard sighed.

For the sudden appearance, such a madman in the continent, the drunkard still has great respect for his deeds, if Mo Chengkong can come out of the land of trials, the number one master on this continent must be him.

"Or Murong Ding's situation!"

Mo asked, reminding.

After learning the final result, that is, his father entered the trial land and never came out again, Mo Wendao felt that the only clue really fell into the hands of Murong Ding.

You must know that his father can disappear for two years under the pursuit of so many first-grade sects, and after entering the land of trials, those who are worse can come out, how can his father not come out?

"I'm so excited!"

The drunkard apologized.

Thinking of some things, the drunkard was inevitable, a little excessive, and forgot that Mo asked, it was Murong Ding who wanted to ask, not Mo Chengkong.

The drunkard then said just now that Murong Ding also entered, and after the place of trial, it seemed that something had happened, but he came out, but after returning to Cangwu City, he basically never came out, at least the drunkard didn't see it.

"Then how can I meet Murong Ding?"

Mo asked, he wanted to know.

As for the place of trial, Mo Wendao will definitely go to investigate, there are still almost two years before the place of trial opens, and it is impossible for Mo Wendao to go right away.

His father should, he won't leave useless clues, Murong Ding is sure that he knows something. There is another thing, that is, Mo Wendao will solve the matter of his father's finger marriage.

"Through Miss Xue'er, it may be possible, there should be no chance for a normal visit!"

The drunkard gave the answer.

If you want to visit Murong Ding in a normal way, this method will not work, the head of the drunkard family has the experience of visiting in the past and not seeing it, even if Mo Wendao is more peculiar, it is estimated that he will not be able to see it.

On the contrary, it can be passed, the drunkard guessed, Murong Xue is Murong Ding's daughter, if she leads the way or spreads the word, it should not be difficult to meet each other.

"Drunkard, to what extent is this Murong Ding's cultivation?"

Mo asked again, asking a question.

If you want to be able to challenge so many first-grade sects with his father, you should also have some strength, Mo asked and doubted his father, twenty years ago, he could fight with the mortal stage.

"How do I know!"

The drunkard shook his head.

He hadn't seen Murong Ding, how could he know what was going on with his cultivation. However, Mo Wenwen asked so many questions, and then connected Mo Wendao's sudden appearance.

The drunkard thought of it, Mo Wendao was in 'Food for the Sky', and said that his surname was Mo, and he had the same surname as Mo Chengkong, and the drunkard had a little doubt, and felt that Mo Wendao should have a little connection with Mo Chengkong. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked so much about Murong Ding.

"Drunkard, how did you get this poison?"

Mo asked curiously.

Regarding the matter of Murong Ding, Mo asked about the same thing, but how the drunkard was poisoned, he was still more curious.

"Can you not talk about this?"

The drunkard said embarrassedly.

Even the slightest suspicion he had about Mo Wendao had become a little confused by Mo Wendao's questioning, and the fact that he was poisoned was really unbearable.

"If you don't say it, this poison is not finished, you can't blame me?"

Mo asked and sighed.

It seems that Mo asked how he was poisoned in order to find out if there was any poisoning for the drunkard.

Hearing Mo Wendao say this, the drunkard paced back and forth, his face changed back and forth, and after walking for a quarter of an hour, he made a fist with his right hand and slapped his left palm, as if he had made a big decision.

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