Moyun Mountain, west of the cold bamboo mound, stretches for nearly ten miles, perennial thick shrouded in the four seasons like spring. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut due to the endless emergence of fierce beasts in the mountain, tigers and leopards are rampant, resulting in no one occupied.

A two-meter-long crocodile was lying on its stomach by the Hunhe River, squinting and opening its mouth, as if resting comfortably. Beside her lay the carcass of a tore open female deer, dark red blood gradually soaking into the soil.

At some point, a sturdy black shadow had climbed up a thick elm tree, and after finding that the giant crocodile was still not moving, the black shadow kicked up, straddled the back of the giant crocodile, twisted the cold scythe in his hand, and plunged into the head of the crocodile.

"Roar!"

The Crocodile was in great pain, struggling and roaring, and its hideous tail full of edges and corners smashed into its back. However, the strength of the person behind him is also extraordinary, and the dead rider sits on top of the giant crocodile, and the sickle is inserted deeper and deeper, and the blood fountain gushes out.

"This beast has a lot of strength. The young man struggled to hold down the crocodile's thick neck, and only to blow a loud whistle.

"Cover the moon, come!"

When the words fell, a white mastiff rushed out of the jungle, running with the momentum of thunder, the bloody mouth opened violently, and the fangs in the mouth bit the neck of the giant crocodile, and kept biting.

After half an hour, the earth-breaking crocodile, which weighed hundreds of pounds, finally stopped struggling, lay powerless on the ground, and gradually lost its vitality.

When the young man stood up, he was already sweating profusely, and his face had not yet faded his childishness, he shook off his white robe, and looked at the blood stains on his robe, and he couldn't help muttering: "I'm going to be preached by my mother again......"

This person is Wu Moxie, the little fat man who was stinking and not dried up back then, after nine years, he is like a newborn calf, and he has practiced a good physique.

Wu Moxie carried a rattan basket on his back, and the basket was filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs, which were used for the Lu family to treat diseases.

A few years ago, Lu suddenly contracted a cold, his body became gradually weak, and he was bedridden all the year round.

Fortunately, the mastiff dog Shayue, who also does not have a physiognomy, seems to have some special talents, and its dog nose can always find all kinds of natural treasures in the mountain, so that every time Wu Moxie goes up the mountain, he can return with a full load.

Wu Moxie carried the corpse of the earth crocodile on his shoulder, and walked down the mountain with the moon and skillfully.

Every day, you can see Wu Moxie wandering in Moyun Mountain, which has almost become his second home.

That's right, Wu Moxie's cultivation is following the old path of his father Wu Cao, but there is an element of helplessness in this.

Although he summoned a demon spirit, a soul priest who had no soul was unprecedented in the clan, and there was no soul method for him to cultivate at all, so that Wu Moxie now had a brute force, but he was not even in the initial realm.

Wu Moxie went down the mountain, and as always, in front of his house, there was a young girl in a red shirt.

"Brother Mo Evil!"

The red-shirted girl stood up, looking excited, waving her hands in the air.

Seeing the girl, Wu Moxie touched his nose, but the moon next to him looked quite hostile, and let out a whining sound, and the bright fangs were also slightly bared out at this time.

"Cover the moon, be quiet!" Wu Moxie knocked on the mastiff's head.

"Second sister Aya, is your father's injury better?" Wu Moxie asked with a smile and came to the side of the red-shirted girl.

"Well, thanks to Brother Moxie's rehmannia root, Dad has been able to get out of bed. The girl in the red shirt showed a row of bright teeth, and her smile was like a warm breeze.

Wu Moxie listened, took off the basket, took out a few medicinal herbs inside, and handed them to the girl in the red shirt.

"You take these centuries-old stalks back and boil them into soup for your father, and they should be cured. ”

The red-shirted girl took the few crocus ginseng that was still stained with mud with both hands, her eyes widened, and she felt a little overwhelmed that Wu Moxie had sent such precious medicinal materials at will.

This is a hundred-year-old safberry, take it to the market and sell it, and one plant can at least fry a thousand taels of silver.

He just sent it out in one go?!

The red-shirted girl took a deep breath, her pretty face flushed slightly, and her eyes immediately lit up, and she actually stepped forward and hugged Wu Moxie in a few steps.

"I know that Brother Mo is the best!"

Feeling the slightly bulging hillside on the girl's chest, Wu Moxie's face suddenly stiffened, and he was busy breaking away from the embrace of the red-shirted girl, and for a while he was a little incoherent, and sneered: "This ...... It's nothing, your father, I'm glad I'm healed, isn't it......"

The red-shirted girl sneered, winked at Wu Moxie, who was standing in place awkwardly, and said, "No matter what happens in the future, I will stand on Brother Moxie's side." ”

"That's right, Wu Aya. ”

Wu Moxie blushed and scratched his head, took out a few medicinal herbs from the basket again, and said, "Give this to Wu Huaitian for me, I beat him to a serious injury a few days ago, and I can't help it." ”

"It's obvious that they came to find trouble first, why do you sympathize with him?" Wu Aya was slightly angry, but she still took the medicinal herbs honestly.

"After all, they are all from the same clan, and I don't want to make the relationship so stiff in the future. Wu Moxie said.

"Okay. Wu Aya took small steps back and beckoned. "Then I'll go. ”

Wu Moxie nodded, staring blankly at the graceful figure in red clothes leaving, before turning around and entering the house with a little reluctance.

Even if he knew that every time Wu Aya waited here, he was just waiting for the precious medicinal materials he had picked from the mountain, but even so, coming into contact with a graceful girl who had developed well in all aspects could make the simple-minded Wu Moxie feel much lighter.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of light coming in from the window illuminating the corners.

Wu Moxie shook his head, and after hearing a few faint coughs on the bed, he hurriedly walked up, helped Lu Shi up, and said distressedly: "Mother, why don't you light the lamp?"

"Isn't this saving money?" Lu's countenance was as old as if he had aged twenty years after nine years.

"As I said, you can get a lot of money by selling these medicinal herbs in the market, why do you save this?" Wu Moxie lit the oil lamp on the table, finally bringing some light to this lifeless space.

"You keep this silver so that you can get your daughter-in-law, otherwise, with our family's conditions, who will marry your daughter-in-law?" Lu Shi drank two sips of water and felt better.

"Cut, don't marry, I'm not rare. ”

Wu Moxie pursed his lips, but suddenly thought of something, his face was slightly gloomy, and said, "Wu Aya didn't come in to see you?"

Lu Shi didn't speak, and after seeing Wu Moxie's pale face, he couldn't help but grab the latter's hand, and said with a weak smile: "I'm not her mother, as long as my son cares about me, it's better than anything else." ”

Wu Moxie came down silently, and after seeing his mother's pale face, he got up and said, "I'll go and cook medicine for you." ”

"Don't worry. ”

Lu Shi pulled Wu Moxie to the side of the bed, sighed, and asked, "Mother asked you, do you blame your mother?"

"How come, why do I blame you?" Wu Moxie said a little inexplicably.

"Your father is a well-known Soul Seeping Realm Priest, but your mother gave you a physique without a soul, and you can't even cultivate. The Lu family looked at his son dotingly as always, and stroked Wu Moxie's face.

"That's God's fault, it has nothing to do with you, the child has never complained. Wu Moxie smiled and comforted: "What if the soul has no appearance, do you see that the little cubs of Uncle Hutian's faction are not the same as being beaten all over the mountain by me?"

"That's good, what my mother is most worried about is that you will be bullied, but my mother will not be able to continue to protect you. Lu's pale face was flushed, but it was this flush that made Wu Moxie's heart uneasy.

"Mother......

"You have grown so big, my mother's only regret is that I couldn't hand over the emperor-level remnant soul that your father brought back to you. Lu Shi took out an emerald green pendant from his chest, gently placed it in Wu Moxie's palm, and said, "In the future, wear this jade pendant on your body, if you miss your mother, just look at it." ”

"Mother, why are you talking these words!" Wu Moxie's heart swelled with endless panic, and he clenched Lu's cold hands in panic.

Lu Shi smiled lightly and said, "Look at you, you've come back dirty again......

Wu Moxie, who realized something at this time, had burst into tears, his lips couldn't help shaking, but he couldn't speak anymore.

"Boom ......"

Outside the window, there was a thunderclap and a deafening sound, and in an instant, the downpour fell like water bursting the embankment, and there was an uproar.

"It's raining. ”

"Your father is too lonely in heaven, and he misses me......"

My mother taught the little fat man not to flick when he had tears, but Wu Moxie couldn't cry at this time.