This stick method actually gave Wu Erkai a feeling of invincibility. Wu Erkai, who didn't believe in evil, still slashed fiercely and kept attacking Zeng Wei.

Zeng Wei saw Wu Erkai turning over and over with a few knife moves, smiled slightly, and the dancing wooden stick struck towards Wu Erkai's head.

"Smack~" Wu Erkai, who was careless, was hit in the head by Zeng Wei's long stick, and in an instant, a stream of blood flowed from his head.

Wu Erkai touched the red blood on his head, and couldn't help but say: "You, you dare to hit me......" Before he finished speaking, Wu Erkai fainted.

"Cut, it turned out to be a waste, I thought it was a powerful pervert who was molesting my sister!

Wu Erkai's younger brothers watched Wu Erkai faint to the ground after being beaten, and then looked at Zeng Wei, who was scolding beside him, and couldn't help but tremble back and forth with some weak legs.

At this moment, Zeng Wei glanced at these people. "How many of you are also teasing my sister?"

I saw that several younger brothers shook their heads one after another, for fear that Zeng Wei would hit them on the head with a stick. Zeng Wei looked at the triple and quadruple scum of several fighters who were cowering from being frightened by himself, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "Why don't you hurry up and take your so-called boss to get out of here, don't you want to try my stick too?"

When several people heard that Zeng Wei was about to make a big move again, they hurriedly dragged Wu Erkai with one foot and hurriedly left.

Zeng's family, Zeng Wei shouted heartily: "Sister, I beat away those scum just now, you come out." Sister?"

Zeng Wei saw that there was no movement for a long time, and hurriedly knocked on Yinxue's door. But ten minutes passed, and still no one paid attention to him. "Sister, if you don't open the door again, I'm welcome!"

After that, Zeng Wei's spiritual power was attached to his right arm, and bang~ The wooden door that looked thick was smashed by Zeng Wei's punch in an instant.

But there were still people in the house, and Yin Xue had already left at some point. "Oh, my sister, don't give me anything to do!"

In the courtyard of Zeng's house, a young man with clear eyebrows and a height of more than 1.65 meters climbed out of the wall somewhere in the backyard.

At the rally, after Mo Lan walked around, he looked at the crowd around him who were still shouting, turned around and walked back. At this moment, someone tugged Mo Lan.

"Mo Lan, why are you going? You don't call me when you come out to catch the meeting, although I sleep a little dead, but this kind of thing, how can I not have my Wu Dalang!"

"Oh, it's Brother Da Lang, you're scared to death of me. In the future, can you stop calling people when others are thinking about problems? It will scare people to death!"

"Okay, okay, I didn't mean to. Besides, who knows you're thinking about it. Wu Dalang muttered a few words in a low voice.

"By the way, Mo Lan, do you have a fancy for something? give you some gold and go buy it. Mo Lan looked at the few ingots of gold in his hand, and shook his head with a smile, "Brother Da Lang, you better go buy it yourself, I don't lack anything." ”

Seeing that Mo Lan rejected his kindness, the honest Wu Dalang didn't think much about it, he also knew that Mo Lan's temperament also belonged to the kind of big grinning character, and after chatting with Mo Lan for a few words, Wu Dalang walked forward.

"Bang~" Suddenly, a young man with clear eyebrows accidentally bumped into Mo Lan. The young man hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm really sorry." ”

Mo Lan listened to the young man's serious apology, and hurriedly said, "Ahem, it's okay." Didn't I just bump it, my body wasn't that weak. ”

When the young man heard that the person who was hit by himself was so good at talking, he couldn't help but look up, only to see a handsome young man standing in front of him, and it may be the effect of Yan Yanjue's body refining, Mo Lan, who was only twelve years old, was about 1.7 meters tall.

He actually bumped into a little Zhengtai, and the young man took the initiative to pinch Mo Lan's face. "What a beautiful face, little brother, how did your mother give birth to you. ”

At this time, Mo Lan looked at the man who somehow felt a little strange pinching his face, and he actually felt a very enjoyable mood in his heart.

Mo Lan hurriedly took his hand away from the young man's hand, "Ahem, this brother, we don't seem to know each other very well, right?"

When the young man heard Mo Lan's reminder, his face turned blushing, "That, I'm really embarrassed, you look so cute, you pinched it without paying attention." ”

"......" Mo Lan was speechless.

"Forget it, count me unlucky. With that, Mo Lan turned and left. But the blushing young man followed Mo Lan all the way to the door of Wu Dalang.

"What the hell are you doing with me?"

"Little brother, I don't know what your name is?"

"My name is Mo Lan. ”

"Oh, then what is the relationship between you and Wu Dalang?"

Listening to the young man's questioning as if investigating the household registration, Mo Lan said impatiently, "Does it have anything to do with you?" With that, Mo Lan took the key and opened the door and slammed it shut.

"What kind of fierceness, I'm just asking, hum~ If you don't say it, you won't say it, you dare to dump me with the door......" After complaining, the young man left the place.

In the house, Mo Lan watched the man leave through the crack in the door, and also exhaled. "I'm going, how can I have that surging feeling for a man. Could it be that I'm not interested in women anymore, but ...... with men."

"Phew, what am I thinking! I'm a dignified seven-foot man, how can I be a friend, I have the ideal of having a group of wives and concubines! But this young man's hands are very good-looking, Qianqiansu finger~"

"I'll go, what's wrong with me, how can I always have the shadow of the young man in my mind. No, no, I can't like men, I still have to inherit the Mo family for my family!"

After that, Mo Lan sat cross-legged and ran Yan Yanjue, and began to cultivate. Although the power of the sun outside the house is very strong, there is a house in the house, and there is no fear of being burned by the power of the sun.

At the entrance of the village, on a carriage, a man with an average appearance, but a blue robe, with a fifth-order demonic beast "Berserk Demon Bear" printed on his chest, set off the identity of this young man.

"Third son, is it true that you said that there are Fighter level cultivators in this village?"

"It's true, Brother Wuji. It's because we can't beat that fighter, so we asked you to come over and help us teach that guy a lesson, this group of businessmen is really underbeaten, knowing that our Qile Village is also in a hurry, and they all came to Wutong Village......"

If Du Hai was here, he would definitely scold these three sons angrily, how could I be a cultivator of the eighth order of the Fighter Rank, how could I become a cultivator of the Fighter level when I got into your mouth!"

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