Hei Wu was shouting, and suddenly heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from Wu Dalang's house, and couldn't help but wonder, who is this? It feels so familiar.

However, as a brainless Black Friday who only knows how to act violently, he obviously didn't think much about who the owner of this voice was. "Wu Dalang, you're looking for death, aren't you just a fighter-level cultivator......

As he spoke, a familiar figure walked out of Wu Dalang's house. Hei Wu looked at the thin voice, and his words couldn't help but tremble a little, "Village, village chief, why are you here." ”

"Black Friday, you are very powerful! you dare to bring so many people to the Dalang family, what do you want to do?" said the village chief.

"Ahem, Grandpa the Village Chief. I'm only here to accompany Brother Da Lang to learn from each other, these brothers of mine have been idle lately, and I heard that Brother Da Lang has a distant relative who is also a cultivator, so I ......"

"So you're going to slam the door?"

“......”

"Alright, don't talk about it. Black Friday, take your so-called brother to the confinement room for me for a month!"

The four or five young people who followed Black Five instantly turned extremely dark, "Village Chief...", they were asking for mercy, and Black Five said, "Let's go!"

"Grandpa the village chief, I'm really embarrassed just now. I, I didn't mean to throw water on you......" Wu Dalang said.

"Okay, don't play your little Jiujiu in front of me. But Mo Lan, I really haven't heard of Pingyao County you mentioned, maybe we're too closed. ”

"It's alright, Grandpa the village chief. If you haven't heard of it, I'm sure I'll find out about it myself one day!" After all, listening to what Wu Dalang said, this respected village chief is a fighting emperor!

The village chief looked at Mo Lan's confident eyes, and a hint of appreciation flashed on his face quietly. I thought to myself, "If you don't fall like this, you will at least be able to reach such heights as yourself in the future!"

"Alright, you two little ghosts. In the future, if you use me, an old man who has half a foot in the tomb, don't blame me for being rude!"

The two looked at the village chief who was far away, and hurriedly closed the door and exhaled. Mo Landao "It's worthy of being an old village chief who has seen all his life, just by looking at us, he knows that we are playing tricks." ”

"If it weren't for your plan, I would have accompanied you so crazy!" Wu Dalang said. However, although he said this, from the smiling faces of him and Mo Lan, he also knew that they must be very proud.

In the confinement room, Hei Wu looked at the few people around him with a dark face, and then looked at the smooth walls and roof, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "I really have nothing to do! Why is it that the lard is blinded and I can't even hear the voice of the village chief!hey~a month!ah~"

"Brother Da Lang, it is estimated that the Black Friday guy is going crazy when he stays in the confinement room! Haha, it's been three days. ”

"Whatever, what's the matter, Mo Lan, you continue to make moves! I didn't expect your combat power to be so strong!"

"Ah~oh~ah~" On this day, all kinds of cries kept coming from Wu Dalang's house, and some neighbors who lived around couldn't help but speculate, "Could it be that these two people are doing it?"

"What a powerful force!Mo Lan, I didn't expect your attack power to be so strong, look at my 'air punch'!" Hula, I saw a fist shadow quickly attacking towards Mo Lan's face, Mo Lan saw the situation, quickly tilted his head, and hit Wu Dalang's abdomen with a bang.

"Bang" Mo Lan, who was already possessed by the fighting spirit, instantly punched Wu Dalang in the abdomen with his huge strength of more than 20,000 catties.

"Puff" Sure enough, as Mo Lan thought, Wu Dalang was punched by himself and directly retreated several steps. Blood also spilled from his mouth.

"Come on, come again!" Wu Dalang shouted, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he struck at Mo Lan. Mo Lan looked at Wu Dalang, who was rushing towards him from left to right, and said secretly in his heart: "Good guy, Brother Da Lang's leg skills are really good, and he can actually do it at the moment when his left leg falls to the ground, his toes suddenly exert force, so as to be tired and erratic." ”

At this time, Wu Dalang's right foot landed on the ground, and his right hand instantly blasted out against Mo Lan's right shoulder. "Bang~" Seeing the situation, Mo Lan hurriedly straddled the horse, and his spiritual power suddenly attached to his right shoulder to defend against Wu Dalang's all-out blow.

With a swishing sound of breaking through the air, Wu Dalang's attack came in an instant, and his right hand hit Mo Lan's right shoulder with a punch. And his feet are still performing that strange footwork like a jumping god.

"Bang" At the same time as the fist hit Mo Lan's body, Wu Dalang only felt that his right hand was hitting a hard rock, and he actually made his right hand feel a sudden pain!

And at the moment when the shock force from Mo Lan's body shook Wu Dalang's right hand painfully, Mo Lan also gave up the zama step, and his right leg suddenly exerted force.

"Smack~" Mo Lan's right leg just kicked Wu Dalang's left shoulder and neck with an unstable center of gravity! "Poof", Wu Dalang was instantly kicked aside by Mo Lan and hit his head on the chair.

"Oh, I'll go, Mo Lan, you're so ruthless with your feet!" Wu Dalang screamed, and hurriedly rubbed his aching neck that was kicked by Mo Lan.

"Brother Da Lang is still here?" Mo Lan said.

Wu Dalang watched Mo Lan tie up his horse and wait for him, and his body couldn't help but tremble, "That Mo Lan, forget it today, another day, another day." After speaking, Wu Dalang entered the back room without looking back.

"Hey, that's a disappointment. Originally, I thought that Brother Da Lang could accompany me to play more!" With that, Mo Lan walked towards the kitchen.

And at this time, Wu Dalang, who was in the back room, couldn't help crying with a sad face, "Pit father, what the hell is this kid's fighting spirit, it's so powerful!

It turned out that Wu Dalang, who had nothing to do, looked at Mo Lan, who was at the same level as him, and couldn't help but think about fighting. Mo Lan, who didn't use the fighting spirit at the beginning, was still a little weaker. As a result, he said, "You fight for the soul, or you won't have dinner today!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Lan smiled weirdly: "Brother Da Lang, are you sure you want me to fight for the soul to possess my body, if you fail, don't eat dinner!"

"Cut~ Will I fail?"

Thinking of this, Wu Dalang couldn't help but want to whip himself up. Why is he so speechless with this broken mouth!

Listening to Mo Lan eating the food he made in the living room, smelling the familiar fragrance, Wu Dalang swallowed his saliva unconsciously. "Oh, the sins of heaven are still alive. Self-inflicted, purely looking for death!"

Thinking about it, Wu Dalang lay on the bed unhappily.

At this moment, there was a knock on his door.

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