"Sixth uncle, it's been three days and three nights, can't you figure it out?"

On the official road three hundred miles northwest of Chang'an, Mo Li's face is full of wind and dust, and he doesn't know how much wind and sand he has encountered in black, and he has turned into ashes.

As for Yin Liting, his appearance is even more unbearable, his stubble is rampant, his expression is haggard, his eyes are full of bloodshots, and his robe has become tattered*** It is so much better to call Huazi.

Since coming out of the Fu Ji Restaurant in Chang'an City that day, Mo Li has gone all the way to the northwest with Yin Li Pavilion, and has followed him for three days and three nights. This Yin Liuxia is really like losing his soul, except for eating and sleeping, he doesn't say a word the rest of the time, either he rushes wildly, or he sits still, and Ren Moli doesn't care about anything.

The word love is really hurtful too much.

At this time, the sky was dark, the sun was about to sink, but in front of the two of them was a bustling market town.

When Yin Liting heard this, he looked up at the sunset in the west, sighed abruptly, and said, "Where did you bury her?" ”

Mo was overjoyed, this was the first time Yin Liting had taken care of him in the past three days.

He said: "Miss Ji violated the door rules, and the exterminator did not allow her to enter Emei's grave, so I buried her outside Huayang Yizhuang." ”

"Huayang...... Huayang ......"

Muttering the name of this place, Yin Liting sighed faintly again, and said, "I'm tired, you accompany me to drink a bar." ”

He didn't wait for Mo Li to answer, and when his figure shook, the person had already performed light skills and entered the market town.

Mo Li hurriedly followed, his martial arts were a lot higher than Yin Li Pavilion, and he was not afraid of losing it, not long after, Yin Li Pavilion looked at a wine stall, sat down, and said: "Shopkeeper, I want two jars of wine, ten catties of beef, and some side dishes with wine." ”

The stall was set up by a middle-aged man in his forties, he looked at Yin Liting's clothes, and couldn't help frowning: "Go and go, where is the name of Hanako, go while going, don't delay me in business!" ”

"Wait!"

Mo Li, who walked in, saw him drive away, raised his hand and slapped a silver ingot on the table, with a soft 'snap' sound, the boss saw the silver, and a touch of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Yo, sir! You are seated, but what do you want to eat and drink? The shopkeeper's attitude is extremely humble, and the impatience of Fang Cai is like two people.

Mo Li sat beside Yin Li Pavilion and said, "Just follow my sixth uncle's words, if you have a lot of money, just serve the wine, and I won't make up for you if it's not enough." ”

He didn't mean to embarrass the boss, it was not easy to open the door to do business, and no one wanted to receive beggars.

It's one thing to be dirty and smelly, the key is that there is no money, who wants to deal with poor ghosts?

"Yo, it turned out to be your sixth uncle, that's the villain's eyes."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "That young master and your sixth uncle, the two guest officers will wait for a while, and the wine and food will come later." ”

He hurriedly went down to prepare, and after a short time, he served two jars of wine, peanuts, beef, cucumbers and other dishes.

Yin Liting didn't say much, picked up a jar of wine and opened it, and poured it into his mouth.

He has deep internal strength and a long vein, and he poured half of the altar in one breath, and then stopped, and shouted loudly: "Good wine, good wine......"

With that, he burped, and a red glow jumped up his cheek.

After all, the Wudang faction is a line of Taoism, although not all the disciples in the sect are monks, but when they go to work and rest, they are still in accordance with the model of Taoist monks, among the Wudang Seven Heroes, there are few alcoholics, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu and Mo Li and others, they don't drink alcohol on weekdays, where do you drink good and bad wine?

Mo Lizhong understood that what Yin Liting was drinking was not wine, but the sorrow in his heart, he was willing to vent, and Mo Li naturally accompanied him.

He picked up the wine jar and poured a big sip to himself, in the northwest place, the wine was extremely strong, Mo Li only felt that with the wine in his stomach, a spicy feeling rose from his stomach, and he was hot all over his body, but there was no other pleasure in it.

"Do you have a crush on someone?" Yin Liting asked.

"No, no ......" Mo Li subconsciously denied again and again, he is not yet an adult, where would he be interested in someone?

"None? Hahahaha......"

Yin Liting laughed for a while, poured another sip of wine, and said: "You are also going down the mountain twice, there are few famous heroes with good experience in the rivers and lakes, and you even killed Yang Xiao, and was respected as a sword god by the people of the world, and you don't even have a favorite person, it's really a shame...... Well...... Shame on the faces of our Seven Heroes! ”

Does the sword god have to be interested in someone?

Mo Li pursed his lips and poured a big sip of wine, only to feel that the wine was on his head, his brain was groggy, and some words were not spit out and unhappy.

He said: "Sixth uncle, the disciple has nothing else to ask for in this life, only wish martial arts and swordsmanship, and can look at the back of the master and ancestor, and his wish will be enough!" Besides, a manly husband, why bother without a wife, the end of the world is full of grass! ”

"Stinky boy, are you persuading your sixth uncle, or are you harming your sixth uncle?"

Yin Liting shook his head and smiled, and said, "When I was young, I was just like you, and I wanted to achieve something in swordsmanship, but the master and his old man's cultivation was like an abyss and an ocean, unfathomable, how could we be mortals side by side?" ”

Mo Li nodded subconsciously, with his current cultivation, the depth of his internal strength, the thickness of his qi and blood, in the world, fighting alone, I am afraid that except for Zhang Sanfeng, there is no second person who can stand side by side, but he has been unable to peek into the depth of Zhang Sanfeng, when he returned to the mountain that day, the other party's Tai Chi all kinds of divine power are by no means something that he can compete with in this realm.

"So practicing martial arts and learning martial arts, don't be in a hurry, you stinky boy really don't have a confidante?" Yin Liting asked again.

After a few sips of wine, Yin Liting seemed to forget his troubles, and returned to his original appearance on the mountain, he always disregarded the identity of the elders, and mixed with the three generations of disciples, among the seven heroes, he had the best relationship with the juniors, but although Mo Shenggu was the youngest, he was young and old, and ordinary disciples did not dare to approach.

"No, no, the disciple has always been clean and self-conscious, for fear of insulting our Wudang reputation."

Mo Li shook his head again and again, but the wine was rising, he paused, and said, "But I have also met a few women." ”

"That's right!"

Yin Liting laughed, drank all the remaining wine in the wine jar in his hand, and said, "Don't you know, among our seven senior brothers, those who got married all met by going down the mountain and traveling around the rivers and lakes, let's hear about it?" ”

He showed a very gossipy look on his face, Mo Li sandwiched a piece of beef, put it in his mouth and chewed it gently, while thinking carefully, he said for a while: "When I first went down the mountain, I met two women from martial arts families in the northwest, they happened to be in danger, and the disciple rescued them, and one of the other party's mother also put forward a request to give away all the family property if they wanted to get married, but the disciple was concentrating on martial arts at that time, and he really had no intention of caring about it, so he politely declined. ”

"Politely declined?! You stinky boy! ”

Yin Liting said in a tone full of hatred: "Do you know how many young heroes in the rivers and lakes dream of experiences and encounters?" ”

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ps: Recently, the plot has been a little dull.,I'm sorry.,But it's still written according to the outline I have in mind.,Although I really want to write about Ba Si Pa vs. Zhang Sanfeng in one chapter.,But I also have to foreshadow.,Forgive me......