"Drink! I can't imagine that when I leave, Yunzhi's girl will also shed tears for me, hehe......" Outside a tavern in Panhai Town, Zhang Mojun smiled and thought about the scene of separating from Yunzhi and the others soon.

"Brother, what are you smiling at?, are you going to see my mother later?" Xiao Ling tilted his little head and asked inexplicably.

When Zhang Mojun heard Xiao Ling's words, his heart was sad, he hadn't seen the jade demon red for a long time, and his heart was really tight, "I also want to see her, to be honest, I really miss your mother a little?"

"Brother, I miss my mother very much, but I don't know what my mother looks like now, so it's all nonsense, brother, you say, my mother looks as beautiful as Sister Yunzhi?" Xiao Ling touched her little head, with a worried face, she was really worried that her mother was as small as herself, so she wouldn't grow up in the future.

Zhang Mojun realized the demon killing intent, and his strength increased greatly at this moment, thinking that there were no powerful monks in this town, so he didn't do much modification, and while the two of them were talking, his feet had already stepped into the door of the tavern, and this tavern was the one he had been back to.

As soon as the body appeared at the gate, it was found by the little girl who was busy with work, the little girl couldn't help but feel ecstatic, she had a good dream last night, and woke up secretly happy for a while, knowing that she would encounter good things today, but she didn't want it to be Zhang Mojun, who she thought about all night.

Hurriedly handed the wine and food in his hand to a guest, turned around and trotted towards Zhang Mojun to greet him, "Gong, Gongzi, you are here! Come here, what do you want to eat? I'll get it." The little girl blushed and spoke with some excitement.

Zhang Mojun listened to the other party's words, puzzled for a while, and thought: "I count this time, and it is only the third time I have come here, and I am not a regular visitor, but listening to the tone of this girl in front of me, it seems that she comes once a day, um! ”

Thinking about it, I looked at the little girl, her body was much taller than last time, and she was more beautiful, without half a point of spiritual power fluctuations, unlike the monk who cultivated higher than him, she was sure that she was just a weak woman, and when she saw this, she said: "Hmph! ”

As soon as he sat down at an unmanned table, Xiao Ling on his shoulder saw that the little girl's face was red, and he didn't think much about it and said, "Sister, have you drunk a lot of wine?" Her voice was not small, and it attracted the attention of many guests for a while.

"Hahaha...... This little baby is really interesting, not big, but the voice is not small, interesting! interesting. Not far away, an old man who was drinking squeaked and praised, he was a Heroic Soul level monk, his entry into the Tao was too shallow, and he didn't recognize Xiaoling as a ginseng, and so did others, as for ordinary people, they were not surprised, and everyone in the mainland was not surprised.

"I, I, I haven't drunk, and I don't drink. The little girl replied in a whisper. Zhang Mojun noticed that the little girl's hands were trembling slightly when she spoke, and there was a wound on the bowl, which was obviously smoked by something, and the wound had not yet healed.

"Well, you can bring me a jar of turtle scripture wine, two plates of spirit turtle meat, and a few more dishes. "With the experience of last time, this time he called out two names, so as not to make fun of everyone.

"If my sister has chicken legs, help me get a few of them, and I don't want any wine. Xiao Ling shouted after Zhang Mojun. At this time, a guy in the hall noticed Zhang Mojun, he suddenly stood up, and shouted: "Zhang Mojun, it's actually you little thief, but it really makes me find it so hard, come and die." ”

Saying that, with big eyes, the fierce man walked towards Zhang Mojun, he was really angry, until the day he heard that Zhang Mojun stole the Tianxing Sword, he was looking for the other party, and now he just heard the news that the Tianxing Sword had been taken by a disciple of the Proud Sword Faction, but at this juncture, he was biased against Zhang Mojun, which was really unacceptable, so he wanted to slaughter the other party to relieve his anger.

Zhang Mojun hadn't moved yet, but the little girl next to him didn't know where she got the courage, and suddenly opened her arms in front of Zhang Mojun and said, "This uncle, there is no Heavenly Star Sword on the son's body, so you will spare him, right?"

"Where is the little girl, go to the side of death!" The person who came was angry, waved his big hand, and the little girl's body slammed, and slammed into an empty table next to her, "Ah!" She screamed, and hurriedly covered her waist, feeling that her waist bone seemed to be broken, and she immediately sat on the ground in pain, gritting her teeth and not crying, but the tears flowed loudly.

Hearing the movement, a woman in her thirties suddenly walked over, glanced at the little girl on the ground angrily, and saw that the angry person was taller than her, so she didn't dare to get angry, and said kindly: "Well! Daoist friends have something to say, something to say, people in this hall don't understand the rules, and they still want to ......."

"Don't worry about Lao Tzu's idle business, get out of the way!" The angry man ignored the woman, finished speaking, raised his big hand and slapped Zhang Mojun's head, wanting to slap the other party into mud, but he didn't want to raise his hand to the air, and his brain was heavy Zhang Mojun's demonic killing intent, "Ah!" A scream, his eyes rolled to the ground and he lost his breath.

The woman saw that the man was dead, and Zhang Mojun had not moved from beginning to end, as if it had nothing to do with him, the woman didn't know if it was him, and she didn't dare to disturb for a while, "Come on, this guest has drunk too much, drag him back to his house?" ”

The woman left, the little girl struggled to stand up, looked at Zhang Mojun with pitiful eyes with tears, she knew that if she left like this, she would be beaten severely, and she longed for Zhang Mojun to save her, but she was worried that the other party was not the opponent of the hall owner, and she was afraid that she would lose this job, so that her mother's illness would not be cured.

The little girl followed behind the owner of the women's hall, silently praying that the master of the hall would be lighter and not take her life, she knew very well that the monk did not take mortals seriously at all, and when he was in a bad mood, he could kill him if he wanted to, and he would not be said no.

Entering a deserted inner room, the woman turned around suddenly, her face full of anger, "Okay, you Qiu Zi, you actually let the owner of this hall lose face in front of everyone, see that you are a good scar and forget the pain." ”

"Pavilion, hall owner, Qiu Zi knows that he is wrong, he will not dare in the future, he will not dare in the future. The little girl named Qiu Zi knelt on the ground with her legs and replied in a frightened voice.

"Hmph!" the women's pavilion owner waved his left hand and slapped Qiu Zi's left face, "Smack!" Qiu Zi was forced, her body tilted, her head fell to the ground with a bang, her hands covered the swollen left side of her face, she didn't dare to cry, her whole body shrunk into a ball, and she convulsed for a while.

"Don't you dare, I'm going to come back, tell you! This month's salary is canceled, and there will be no next month, and if you want to earn money to go back to your mother for treatment, it depends on the mood of the owner of the museum, hum. The woman was still angry as she spoke, and kicked Qiu Zi on the ground.

"Bang!" The woman kicked on a hard object, startling her to retreat a few meters away, only to find that Zhang Mojun appeared next to Qiu Zi at some point, and she kicked a big flying sword stretched out by the other party.

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