The old man was thundered by Mo Chen's snort like a sow's dystocia, and it took a long time before he jumped off the carriage unhurriedly.

Nor was he worried that this man had been sent by some people to carry out the assassination. Assassination on Bifrost?As long as a person with murderous intent to kill the descendants of God stands on it, it will vaporize instantly, which is why some people disappear on Bifrost for no reason. There are no exceptions!

Well, at least not for now......

Those who are not descendants of God do not have the promise of God or their descendants, and if they walk on the road without the promise of God, they will be punished by heaven, and the effect will be immediate in a short time! But I don't know where this bastard came from, it seems that he slept on the road for a while, and he fell asleep in Bifrost?

That's right, I'm asleep, and from time to time I make a sad and happy humming sound. In the autumn night, I still slept so comfortably on the cold road. The old man was even a little jealous of the strong body of the kid in front of him.

After walking over, the old man slapped Mo Chen's face vigorously with his hand like a prank, and his hands hurt after two slaps, and the kid's face was stunned and not red. The old man thought depressedly, what is this kid's face made of, so thick that it makes people feel inferior......

"Hey, silly boy, wake up!"

"Wait a minute! It's not dawn yet, what are you doing getting up so early?" Thinking it was his grandfather Mo Xuan, Mo Chen replied vaguely, and after removing the hand on his face, he suddenly had an idea. His grandfather has already passed away, and he is not in the small town of Yoria now, so who is the person who is slapping his face now? While his head was still thinking about it, his body immediately reacted sharply, and his body sleeping on his side immediately jumped up, and his mind came to his senses after a few quick backflips.

"Who are you?" Mo Chen's eyes widened, and he asked the other party vigilantly.

The cold light of the bright moon presented the appearance of the other party in front of him, and in front of him was an old man who looked different and sassy.

He wears a brightly colored canvas vest, a black belt, a pair of beige bell-bottoms, and a coffee-colored cowboy hat. It would be perfect if you could pair it with some thick smoky makeup. It's not an exaggeration to say that he comes from some third-rate unknown post-era punk group, but in Mo Chen's opinion, he is more like an old-fashioned rural non-mainstream ......

"Don't be too nervous, boy, I'm just an old man driving a carriage, but the old man wants to tell you an important thing, that is, you are in our way. The old man pursed his lips, not the slightest surprise at Mo Chen's movements, he just cocked a thumb with a jade ring and pointed behind him, yawning in boredom.

Mo Chen's gaze passed through the old man and extended to the carriage more than ten meters behind him.

Even if he had never seen the world and had grown up on the edge of the desert, he knew that the carriage in front of him was full of luxury and nobility, and that it had the same temperament as the bard named Deanna for twelve years. Comparing a carriage to a human being was something that only he Mo Chen could think of. Of course, it is good for bear children who have never seen the world to use the words luxury and nobility.

Eight pure white horses pull a carriage made of unknown material, which glows brightly but not harshly at night. Its curtain turned out to be a chain of jewels, like the Milky Way across the night sky at this time. Not only that, but the size of the carriage was equivalent to the stone house where he used to live, so it was no wonder that it was pulled by eight good horses. If you change to a normal horse, when will it be eight!

What made Mo Chen even more speechless was that the faces of the group of horses were all wearing masks made of pure gold, and every time the horses shook their heads and snorted, the masks reflected a dazzling gold under the moonlight.

In fact, Mo Chen also wanted to show a momentum, and shouted loudly at the old man: "The road is so wide, how do you walk and what does it matter to me? I just sleep in the middle of the road! Isn't the two sides of the road so wide? Do you have to pass through here to be comfortable?"

That's what I thought in my heart, but unfortunately the reality was like this-Mo Chen lowered his head and consciously flashed to the side, making it look like I was a good dog and I wouldn't get in the way. The impoverished life had long since worn away the bloody nature of his age, and the gorgeous carriage alone bent the spine of his self-esteem. He didn't bother himself, and was willing to act as a passerby.

The old man jumped into the carriage, drove to Mo Chen's side and stopped, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, next time look at some places to sleep." If it weren't for my old man's kindness, you wouldn't have to wake up this time. ”

Mo Chen didn't know why, raised his head and asked with a full rustic feeling, "Why don't you wake up?"

"How can you wake up after being trampled into a meatloaf!?" the old man said with a smile, pointing to the group of horses that were nearly two and a half meters high. The leading horse seemed to understand the old man's words, and showed Mo Chen how to brand his own footprints on the ground with hooves the size of a bowl.

The hoof prints on the ground made Mo Chen's back suddenly cold, and his body subconsciously took a few steps back.

The carriage roared away, and Mo Chen stood there with his head shrugged. It wasn't until the carriage disappeared into the night ahead that he came back to his senses. "Oh no, forgot to ask him if this road leads to Hiranibullah...... Alas, forget it, let's go back to sleep! Maybe I'll meet someone again tomorrow. ”

After the last profound lesson, Mo Chen did not sleep in the middle of the road anymore, found a comfortable ground at the very edge of the road, found the backpack that had just been thrown aside, and padded it under his head, looking at the inky night. Counting the bright stars in the sky, my consciousness gradually dimmed.

At the moment when the Sandman pulled him into his arms, the sound of horses' hooves sounded not far away, and after a while, he calmed down again.

A thought popped up in Mo Chen's fuzzy head at this time, it turned out that no one left this road at night, why didn't he find it before?

This time, Mo Chen was still woken up by a slap, opened his bloodshot and angry eyes, and looked at the person who disturbed his sweet dream.

What kind of person is the most annoying? The guy who disturbs people's dreams! What appears in front of him is still an old face with amazing resolution! The old guy with a lump of eye droppings in the corner of his eye, and the old man's face is very unpumped no matter how you look at it, this face is really born with various skills, that is, to make cheap mockery and hate......

The old man stood in front of Mo Chen again very obscenely at this moment, and at the same time quietly put the hands that were still faintly painful behind his back. Looking down at the kid who can train his face to such a thick skin, his heart is full of admiration.

The anger blew away Mo Chen's only reason, and he bounced high off the road, and a whip leg whipped off the head of the old man. The angry Mo Chen didn't care about the question of whether he was noble or not, whether this person could afford to provoke him, at this time, he had only one thought in his heart, first smack the old man and then talk about it!

Just as his leg was about to kick the old man, Mo Chen found that the person in front of him had disappeared. After his feet staggered to the ground, Mo Chen immediately turned back to observe the old man's position, and the old guy was actually half a meter away from the original position, and he had that cheap smile on his face from beginning to end.

Didn't you wake up, I was so young that I had such a disease as dazzling? I couldn't even grasp the distance clearly? After a blow failed, Mo Chen didn't want to strike again, just glared at the old man with angry eyes.

"I'm in your way again??"

"No, no. ”

"And what are you waking me up again?"

"I just wanted to test the thickness of your skin. The old man said his inner thoughts very unkindly.

“......”

What answered him was Mo Chen's fist. This kind of slut is always old, and such an age has not been able to make him break his slut and eliminate it, but it has made the slut more and more penetrate into the bones, and the heavy responsibility of slutty excretion from the body will be left to me!

When Mo Chen's fist was almost next to the old man's face, there was a clear touch on the fist, but the old man disappeared again. Mo Chen, who rushed forward with all his strength, couldn't contain his strength, and his face made the most intimate contact with the ground.

Before fainting, the last thought flashed through Mo Chen's mind, this time it was not that he was dazzled, but that this old guy really disappeared from the place!? At the same time, the strange scream of the unscrupulous old man faintly sounded in his ears.

"Eh, such a dish?!I actually fainted like this, I thought it was a master! But this cheek is really thick, and such a heavy force can't scratch it at all. I really admire the old man. ”