"Hey, don't mess around! You've messed up your cloaks! Damn...... Live for Lao Tzu...... Shut up!...... Bastard!"

In the dark night, a mysterious man in a cloak walked out of the woods, scolding and swearing while hurriedly tidying up the suddenly messy cloak, quite a bit of hooliganism.

The guests poked their heads out when they heard the sound, looked at them twice, shook their heads, and shrank back.

"Little beast, it's really giving you face!"

Mu Yanchen ripped off his cloak, revealing a bearded face, his face was full of anger, his right hand was green and tendonous, and his hand was pinching Pupil's neck, the latter immediately pretended to be a pitiful appearance and begged for forgiveness, but Mu Yanchen decisively refused to give face, and at the same time his palm increased a little force.

"Lao Tzu said that he couldn't cure you. Mu Yanchen smiled coldly.

Seeing that the cuteness was fruitless, the pupil tilted his head, and his tongue stretched out to pretend to be dead.

Finally quieting the little thing, Mu Yanchen straightened his cloak and stepped in lightly.

As soon as he entered the inn, he was greeted by the smell of wine, so strong that Mu Yanchen coughed violently, and the mercenaries sitting around laughed mercilessly when they saw this, laughing and asking the guy to add a few more bottles of good wine.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Mu Yanchen found an empty table and sat down, it was night, and the mercenaries who came to the inn to buy wine were not as congested as during the day. The guy walked over with a smile and handed him a notebook with the names of various dishes, and at the same time brought a few glasses of boiling water.

Mu Yanchen casually looked at the price and ordered a few delicious and sufficient stir-fries. The man saw that he looked cold, so he only accepted a silver coin.

When the food was served, Mu Yanchen took off the hood of his cloak, revealing the face with a long beard that had gone through vicissitudes. Seeing that this guy looked so old-fashioned, the mercenary was obviously shocked, this guy looked quite young, so old?

But......

"Friend, have a drink?" a mercenary walked across the table from Mu Yanchen, "My name is Rully, make a friend?"

Mu Yanchen frowned slightly, he knew that mercenaries had always had a bold personality and were not scheming, but this kind of temperament was obviously not to his appetite. He smiled back at the mercenary named Rully in front of him, then picked up the cup of boiling water and toasted him.

“...... Let me tell you, I hunted and killed three demonized animals last month, and that treacherous battle, tsk, if it weren't for a few brushes, I would have to give an account of my life there a long time ago. The smell of alcohol came up, and the mercenaries gathered together to brag about their awesomeness.

"What are you, I went deep into a demonic valley, didn't I come out safely? I also saved a chick by the way, tsk, that smell is really ...... **"

"Go, go, go, go! You guys are embarrassed to say, I think I just saw a few strong people from Zhongzhou a few days ago, although the lineup is not big, but it is terrifying enough, they went to the Moon Leaping Forest, and when they leave, they may be able to go to the Moon Moon Forest to pick up the leaks. ”

"This kind of thing is good to brag about, reveal their whereabouts, be careful that you are killed by people unknowingly! The fourth-order demon beast I killed yesterday is really difficult, the Xuanyin is so weird, if it weren't for Lao Tzu who broke through the Xuanzong realm a long time ago, it is not certain who will die or live in the end. ......”

"Stop, stop, stop, announce a big news! What do you mean?" a big man slapped the table in the midst of everyone's lively discussions, his face full of mysterious eyes.

Everyone was an old elf, and they didn't know what he meant, so they took out a few coppers from their bags and threw them into the wine glasses in front of him.

"I just got the news, today Heavenly Soul City released the news that the recruitment of Heavenly Soul Warriors will be assessed, as long as the strength is above the Xuanzong Realm, they can go to sign up for the assessment, and the time limit will end in one month. How about it, this news is worth a few dollars, right?" The big man pointed to the copper in the wine glass, and said proudly, everyone is a mercenary, exchanging their lives for money to make a living, and a few coppers are also a lot of wealth, and because of the remote area, you also have a little sense of pity between poor people.

Mu Yanchen listened intently while eating, and his heart gradually blended into the atmosphere.

......

The night is thicker, Mu Yanchen leans against the window, his heart is quite uneasy, perhaps he is used to being lonely for many years, and now he seems a little overwhelmed when he blends into the joy, and even his favorite night is boring.

Is loneliness so inviolable? Those who are accustomed to it may never have the slightest chance to learn to fit in.

Tonight, the moonlight is very silvery, spreading on the rolling forest waves, rising and falling, like that yarn, gently fluttering. The night breeze stirs up the deepest coolness in my heart.

"Let's go, I'll drink you again tomorrow. ”

"I didn't lose today!

"Lao Tzu's ...... The money is out again, damn it...... Yes, I have to slaughter a fifth-order demonic beast tomorrow......"

“......”

The swaying drunks walked out of the store one after another, and when Mu Yanchen looked from a high place, he felt like drunken ducks, funny.

"Alas......" sighed softly, and Mu Yanchen closed the window, keeping the last of the moonlight out.

He had just come out of the grassland for three months, and as soon as he came out, he was attacked by a group of crazy demon beasts, and the breath of the tower was everywhere, which made him faintly worried about the Feng family and the father who guarded the tower.

Out of the grassland, he knew that something had indeed happened to him when he fell into a coma at the bottom of the canyon, and that had led him to go to that ghost place in the grassland for so many years. To tell the truth, every day he cultivates Xuanli to satisfy his hunger, and occasionally takes out the reserve of dry food to reward his diligence, in those years, he compressed the cyclone no less than a hundred times, but now he is still in the Xuanshi stage, and his body's bearing on Xuanli is beyond his imagination. However, his combat power was comparable to that of a third-order monk, which could be seen from the fact that he killed a third-order demon beast.

Back on the bed, Mu Yanchen pulled down the curtain, sat up, and soon entered a state of cultivation, and a faint mist began to rise, gradually enveloping his body.

And so the night passed.

Vertical day.

"I heard that no, there are demonic demon beasts on the continent somewhere, and there are enough of them, they attacked the Lun Scorpion City in the north of the human race, killing all the monks inside, and there is also a powerhouse of the seventh-order Xuanhuang Realm......"

Your information is outdated for a long time, I heard people say, those monsters are all made by a hidden family, it seems to be called...... Feng family, yes! Feng family!"

"Feng family, so powerful?"

"But people have been guarding monsters for thousands of years, and this miscalculation has allowed them to run out, and I heard that they have also lost a few people, and their strength is in the Taixuan realm. Alas, such a family, it's a pity. ”

"This time, the alliance is going to hold a conference, called the "Ten Thousand Races Meeting", which is to let the young figures of various races participate in the competition to hone their ...... I heard that the Feng family will also come. ”

"Click!"

Mu Yanchen's fingers were bent, and the chopsticks in his hand were suddenly broken into four pieces.

"Feng Jia...... Will you come?"