Morning Mist was clearly not happy about Twilight's answer.

"It's not something you won't forget, is it?"

Twilight pondered for a moment, "I want to think about it...... I was probably thinking, 'Follow them to find Li Fenglan, probably this.'"

"Okay, let's not talk about it yet, what do we do now?"

"I think it's important to figure out where we are."

The two discussed for a long time and decided to go up the mountain and ask questions in the mountain bandit village.

This was actually a pretty tiger decision, and Morning Mist's reckless personality might have done such a thing, who would have thought that even Twilight Cloud thought it would be better to ask the mountain bandits.

By the faint starlight, the two of them walked up the hill one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After walking for an hour, they regretted it, when will they find the bandits?

Just as they were deciding to descend the mountain, they saw a light of candles coming from the middle of the mountain, apparently inhabited.

The two of them were overjoyed and rushed towards the bandit village.

This bandit village is not good-looking, but the defense is also tight, and it took them a lot of effort to sneak in.

After entering, I directly found a wooden house that looked the most magnificent, kicked open the door and walked in.

When I entered the house, I heard someone on the bed shouting, "Who!"

After the man finished shouting, a woman's scream rang out. The two of them thought that they might have found the right place, so they simply closed the door and whispered to the two dark figures on the bed, "Shut up, let me hear a little more sound, you two will die."

The man's shouting had alarmed the bandits, and by this time there had been sounds of talking and footsteps outside the house, and torches were gradually lit.

The man on the bed sneered and said, "You are so bold that you dare to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Morning Mist drew his sword and stabbed it, and the man was not ambiguous, he pulled out the knife under the pillow and fought with Morning Mist. It's a pity that his sword skills are too poor, and he woke up from a dream, and he was put on his neck with a sword by Morning Mist in only two rounds.

"Can you shut up now? I've already given you a chance, and if you're still disobedient, I'll chop you into noodles and eat them!"

Sure enough, the man stopped talking, and the woman hid behind the man and shivered.

There was a knock on the door and a loud question, "Master! Are you alright?!"

Morning Mist said impatiently, "If you want him to be okay, you can be quiet! Let me hear the movement, and even you will chop it up!"

No one shouted outside the door for a moment, except that some whispers could be heard, apparently they were trying to figure out a solution.

Morning Mist withdrew his sword, found a chair and sat down, and he asked the man on the bed, "I asked you a question, and you answered."

The man nodded.

"Where is this?"

"Baiyun Mountain."

"Where's Baiyun Mountain?"

"Huh?" This question is obviously a bit outrageous.

"Answer! Ahh

"In ...... To the north of Xiangyang, there are 100 miles away from Xiangyang."

The morning mist rubbed his temples and muttered, "We're really in Xiangyang."

The man plucked up his courage and asked, "Dare to ask the hero what happened when he broke into the village late at night?" Look at the book

"It's nothing, I'm just asking you something...... How many people are in your village?"

"Fifty-two."

"All in the stockade?"

"Eight people came down the mountain in the morning, saying that they had a fight with someone, and they haven't come back yet."

"Oh, I can't come back, I'm dead."

"You killed?"

"Yes...... I listen to your accent, from the northwest?"

"Yes."

"Why did the Northwest get here?"

"The owner of the money was killed, and the brothers came here to beg for a living."

"What's wrong with it, doing murder and overselling goods...... Let me ask you again, do you know Li Fenglan?"

"What?" This problem is even more outrageous.

"Don't you understand?"

The man quickly replied, "Yes...... I don't know, but I've heard of it."

"And where is she?"

The man was really speechless, speechless to the point of wanting to cry, this person has asked no questions from the moment he entered the door to the present. If it weren't for his martial arts skills, men would definitely think that this man was a madman.

"Hero...... The brothers have just arrived in the Central Plains for less than two months, and we have only heard about Li Fenglan from the rivers and lakes who have passed by, and we really have no friendship. We don't really know where she is."

The morning mist slumped into the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and kneaded the bridge of his nose, as if he was having a headache.

The torches outside were brighter, and it seemed that the whole village had gathered around the door.

The man on the bed saw that the morning fog did not speak, and asked cautiously, "Dare to ask the hero, what is the purpose of coming to our village?"

Morning Mist sighed, "yes, why...... Otherwise, what do you think of my skills?"

"You are strong in martial arts, I have never seen you so powerful in my life."

"How about me joining the gang?"

"What?"

"I said, how about I join the gang?"

"Isn't it a pastime?!" The man was a little annoyed, feeling that he had been being teased, and he was ready to break the net.

"Do I look idle? I'm serious."

The man was speechless: "A master like you can't be a fool, right?"

"I'm willing, I ask you, did you rob this woman in your bed?"

"No, she's my daughter-in-law."

"That woman, are you really his daughter-in-law?"

The woman replied, "Really, we have been married for many years." The woman also spoke with a thick Northwest accent.

Chenwu believed them, and he nodded: "I'm in the gang now, and I will have the final say in this cottage in the future."

The man finally couldn't help it: "Don't deceive people too much!"

Chenwu stood up and walked to the door, kicked the door open, and there were indeed a lot of people outside the house, roughly calculated, there must be more than twenty.

The men stared at the morning mist, and one asked aloud, "What's wrong with you making us home?"

"What are you shouting?" Morning Mist was a little dissatisfied, "Everyone is fine, I didn't touch him. That's the way you talk to the boss?"

Everyone looked at each other: Is there something wrong with this man? Coming to rob the stockade?

Chenwu pulled out his long sword and looked at the mountain bandits: "That's it, we don't obey me, just go together, I'll subdue you!"

This is a bit of a big deal, and he thinks he can pick twenty.

When the bandits saw him put down his cruel words, they killed him without saying a word. Even the bandit leader who had just been blocked on the bed ran out with a steel knife.

This battle was fought for almost two hours, and it was not until the east turned white that the group stopped.

The bandits staggered to the ground, tired and foaming.

The morning mist was no better, and he sat on the wooden steps, with his back against the door of the mountain bandit's bedroom, with his sword in one hand, covered in sweat, and his hair was dreadlocked. He gasped violently, feeling like his lungs were about to explode.

"Served, served?"

The bandit leader sat up vigorously and stared into the eyes of the morning mist: "No, no."

"Come on, continue to fight if you don't accept it."

The bandit leader was helpless: "No, what are you going to do?"

"Didn't I say that? I'm in!"

The bandit leader waved his hand twice, not knowing what to say: "You, you...... Otherwise, I don't care how many people you kill me, what are you going to do, you tell me, can I do it for you? I don't take you to play like this, it's easy to bully people with martial arts, right? Excessive, right?"

As soon as Chenwu wanted to say something, the door of the house behind him opened, and the woman of the mountain bandit leader ran out with a wine jar and smashed it down on Chenmist's head.

I only heard a "bang", and the wine jar had a close contact with the head. The jar of wine shattered, and the wine sprinkled the morning mist on the head.

this

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Chenwu licked the wine from his mouth and nodded, "The wine is good."

Then he touched the top of his head, saw blood, and nodded again: "After fighting for half a night, it can be regarded as seeing blood, you are not as good as a woman."

The bandit leader yelled at the woman, "You ruined! Go back to the house and stay!"

The woman hurried back to the house.

The woman's smashing just now made Chenwu a little dazed, and vaguely he seemed to remember something again.

Luoyang, heavy snow, Changfeng Tower.

He laughed "hey, hey, hey."

"Beautiful, haha! It's beautiful!"

The crowd laughed madly at him, and became even more sure that he was a madman.

He laughed for a long time, and finally stopped: "Who's that...... Yes, that's you...... Get me something to eat, clean clothes, and a clean house."

The leader of the mountain bandits felt that this request was not too much, the man who had just fought was not serious, and even after the fight, he returned the sword into the sheath, and kept poking people with the scabbard. If he really uses a sword, he will have to explain a dozen of them if he can't keep his side.

The bandit leader waved his hand and asked people to arrange for him.

When Chenwu got up to change clothes, he glanced around the bandits. The scale is not small, and in the wooden houses with closed windows, you can faintly see the eyes of women and children, who are secretly looking at the battlefield.

It's a drag again, and every bad guy in this world has two or three reasons not to die.

After changing his clothes and eating something, Morning Mist fell asleep despite Twilight's dissuasion. Twilight had reason to believe that the hurt must have affected their brains, and now both of them were thinking a little counterintuitive and abnormal.

Surprisingly, no one bothered him during the two hours they were sleeping...... The main thing is that he fights more than 20 people by himself is too unbelievable, in the eyes of the mountain bandits, his swordsmanship has been perfected, this kind of person is awake in his sleep, and he can't sneak attack.

I didn't sleep very comfortably, and when I woke up, my whole body was sore, and I looked out the window, it seemed like it was almost noon.

Pushing the door open, he stretched, and the men and women who were doing the work in the stockade stopped what they were doing and stared at him motionlessly.

Chenmist's eyes fell on a child with pigtails and asked, "Where are the adults in your family?"

The child silently pointed to a large house not far away, which looked like a council chamber or something.

Morning Mist walked towards the house, and as he went, he said to the child, "Tell your mother to prepare something to eat for me and send it over there."

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In the conference hall, several weighty mountain bandits sat on chairs and frowned, and on the throne in the center, the mountain bandit leader also had the same expression.

After a while, someone finally spoke, "This man ...... Sick, right?"

Someone chimed in: "Eighty percent are sick, such a good kung fu ran to us here to be bandits? It doesn't make sense."

The bandit leader patted the handrail: "I don't want to know if he's sick!" I just want to know how to kill him!"

Someone proposed, "He eats and drinks ours, poisons ......"

Everyone nodded their heads and thought it was feasible.

While they were discussing, the psychotic walked into the hall by himself, and the mountain bandits guarding the door didn't dare to stop him.

After entering the hall, he walked straight to the throne of the lord, glanced at the leader of the mountain bandits, and said dissatisfiedly, "Go down!"

The leader of the mountain bandits hurriedly left the throne, and the morning mist sat comfortably on it, but he was not satisfied with the adjustment of his sitting position several times.

"I say...... Isn't there something wrong with you? How uncomfortable to sit on."

The bandit leader said helplessly, "Yes...... It's a bit of a sass."

Morning Mist waved his hand impatiently and asked him to find a random place to sit.

Morning Mist glanced around, and looked at the bandits with helplessness, pain, and unlucky on their faces, and he felt funny.

So he smiled and asked, "What are you talking about here after you worked all night yesterday and didn't sleep?"

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The bandit leader decided to break the can: "Discuss how to kill you."

"Have you discussed it?"

"Nope."

As she spoke, a woman walked into the lobby with a plate of meat and a jug of wine, her eyes dodging and seeming to be scared.

She brought the wine and meat to the morning mist and whispered, "You, your food......

Morning Mist poured the wine into a large porcelain bowl, pointed at the bandit at random, and said, "You, come here."

"What's the matter?"

Morning Mist pointed to the wine bowl: "Drink."

The bandit was a little suspicious, but he still picked up the bowl. As a result, before the wine reached her mouth, she heard the woman cry out, "Don't drink!"

Morning Mist sighed, "Go ahead, prepare me something to eat without poison."

The woman replied in a panic, "Yes, yes......

As the woman resumed preparing the meal, Morning Mist said to the bandits, "I don't understand, isn't it good for a good bird to choose a tree to perch on, and to follow me? You've seen my kung fu, and I've got the means. Believe me, follow me, sooner or later we will become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance!"