The light in the mountains and forests is dim, the pine paths are long, and a person suddenly flashes out behind an ancient pine tree that towers into the clouds.

"Liu Yun?" Mo Cong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Why are you here?"

Liu Yun was wearing a white practice uniform, embroidered with the door emblem of the Water Moon Sect on the clothes, and the word "Water Moon" in the fresh and elegant plum blossom seal body, lying quietly on the girl's high chest.

"I'll come to see you, it's fine that you and Chu Ci are fine. Liu Yunwan smiled, with a touch of sorrow in his eyes. Meaning that his appearance was a little out of place, Liu Yun glanced at everyone, looked at Mo Cong again, and said: "Mo Cong, don't do stupid things in the future, since you and Chu Ci are fine, then I can rest assured, I'll go first!" After speaking, the girl turned around gracefully and walked into the mountains and forests.

"Don't go, let's go have a meal together!" Mo Cong hurriedly shouted.

"No, you guys go!" Liu Yun paused slightly, looked back and smiled at Mo Cong.

Staring at the pretty figure walking farther and farther away in the mountains and forests, for a moment, an indescribable strange feeling permeated Mo Cong's heart, both kind and strange, Mo Cong didn't know why he had such a feeling, and said to himself:

"It's always so mysterious. ”

"This girl seems to be very unsociable!" Ma Xiaohua looked at everyone.

"Her name is Liu Yun, I saw her in the Water Moon Sect when I was a child, and I felt that she was weird, and she was not far from anyone, so I couldn't say it. ”

Liu Yun's figure had disappeared, and Zhilan looked at the winding path in the mountain forest and shook her head gently.

"Miss Chu doesn't know anything about her either?" asked Mountain Ghost Wen.

"Hmm" Chu Ci lowered his head and thought for a while and said: No one in the Water Moon Sect knows Liu Yun's origins, it seems that her family used to be very powerful, but then it was defeated, so she is committed to the Water Moon Sect, too many I don't know very well. ”

"It seems that this girl's life is quite miserable, alas! What a pity!" Poison Longzhi shook his head and sighed.

"Just now, why did I think she looked at Mo Cong a little wrongly!" Zhilan glanced sideways at Chu Ci and said, "Chu Ci, what do you think!"

"I" Chu Ci hesitated slightly, raised his eyes to look at Zhilan, and said, "I don't think so!"

"Huh, is it?" Zhilan pouted eerily.

Seeing that Zhilan still had something to say, Mo Cong knew that Miss Zhilan had always spoken amazingly, so he preemptively said: "Forget it, don't mention her, let's go to dinner, I'm hungry!"

"Really, I'm a little hungry too!, I haven't been there once!" Poison Long Zhi said with a smile on the side, but he didn't want to help Mo Cong out of the siege, but took this opportunity to take a few more glances at Zhilan. The girl's soft figure and dignified appearance really made the young master of the poisonous dragon ripple in his heart.

"Since everyone is hungry, let's go!" Miss Zhilan's pretty face showed a pair of dimples that looked very atmospheric, and the girl peeked at Mo Cong, and said secretly in her heart: "It's cheap, you kid, hum!"

Tianwaitian, the most luxurious restaurant in the Wulin Continent, the dishes operated by the north and south are gathered, the color, fragrance and taste are good, the decoration in the restaurant is chic, the music is melodious, the people who come here to dine can not only enjoy the delicious food, listen to the elegant rhyme, but also the symbol of identity and status.

At this moment, it is already three strokes on the day, and the restaurant is overcrowded, and the drinkers from all walks of life push their glasses and change the lamps, and they are full of chirps. Zhilan was not picky, and took everyone to sit down casually in the only ordinary private room left on the third floor. Several bodyguards from the Yunzhong faction and the Poison Dragon Family accompanied the two masters of the Medical Immortal Sect to sit in the scattered seats outside the private room. Aside from the small masters of the private room, this table alone attracts the attention of many diners.

After a few glasses of sake, the faces of the young people in the private room turned crimson, and the people in the room had a lot of experience, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

"Come on!" After the five flavors of the dish, Zhilan stood up, held the wine glass and said: "I am really happy to meet so many friends today, I am really happy to know the young master of the poisonous dragon and the eldest brother of the mountain ghost Wen, I have long admired the name, and I am fortunate to know a master of the medical immortal sect like Sister Xiaohua, I am afraid that even my father can't compare to it!"

"That's right," Mountain Ghost Wen also got up and said with a smile: "Almost everyone in the rivers and lakes deals with the Medical Immortal Sect, but if you want to make friends with the Medical Immortal, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky." ”

Hearing this, Ma Xiaohua hurriedly got up and said: "You don't have to be so polite, if you want to talk about it, there is a rule in the Medical Immortal Sect, we only refine pills and never participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but who made Mo Cong my good brother, right, Mo Cong!" After speaking, Ma Xiaohua flashed a pair of shrewd big eyes, and she really hoped that these people at the banquet could participate in her big plan.

"It seems that we are really stained with Mo Cong's light! Since this is the case, Mo Cong, you should have a few more drinks!" Poison Long Zhi said with a smile on his face.

"Brother Mo Cong has injuries on his body, let's not let him drink too much!" Chu Ci looked at everyone weakly.

"Chu Ci, you don't have to worry, I've already seen it, Mo Cong's injury is not in the way. Ma Xiaohua smiled. Chu Ci has a deep love for Mo Cong, this kind of well-known thing, Ma Xiaohua has long seen it in her eyes, and she also found that Chu Ci is not only good-looking, but also has an extremely gentle personality, Ma Xiaohua likes this girl from the bottom of her heart. Looking around at everyone, she was also extremely excited, because as long as these people were there, she would not have to worry about finding people to complete the big plan in her heart.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all, Zhilan sat on the seat, looked at Mo Cong, and said: "Mo Cong, your opponent today is really weak enough, if you change to someone else, you will lose your life, you are not allowed to do such a stupid thing in the future, alas! After speaking, Zhilan glanced at Chu Ci strangely.

"Sister," a touch of shyness flew on Chu Ci's face, and he lowered his head and thought about it: "Brother Mo Cong, your next opponent is likely to be Mo Qiyu, you must be careful, he has cultivated the ** passed on by Master Leng." ”

"Master Leng's **!" Mo Cong frowned, he also wanted to understand this, and hesitated: "With Master Leng's personality, how can he pass the ** to Mo Qiyu!"

"Alas, it's really hard to say!" Chu Ci shook his head and said with a smile: "I originally thought that after you left, he would only be able to practice the mediocre ** of the elders of the Gong Transmission Sect."

"You little perverted girl, this will sell me!" Chu Ci said halfway, Zhilan glanced at her, and then a trace of shame appeared on her face, and she lowered her head and smiled: "Mo Cong, you can't blame my master for this," Zhilan thought about it with a pout, and said with a smile: "You can't blame me, right, Chu Ci!"

Hearing this, Mo Cong's face was bitter, and he sighed: "I don't blame anyone, the day I left, there was a flash flood, you must think I was dead!"

"What! don't talk nonsense!" Chu Ci hurriedly stretched out his mouth to block Mo Cong's mouth, and then said: "It's not like that, my sister originally went to the Shuiyue Sect to see me, who knew that he came to play chess with his sister, as a result" Chu Ci looked at the hot conversation between Poison Longzhi, Mountain Ghost Wen and Ma Xiaohua, and lowered his voice and said: "Sister lost!"

"That's it!" Mo Cong was secretly happy in his heart, and the dark clouds that had been hanging in his heart for many years finally dispersed.

"Mo Qiyu's kid is playing chess too well," Zhilan said angrily: "If you talk about the talent of martial arts, he is definitely not good, but when you play chess, I dare to say that he is absolutely the best in the world." ”

"Did you gamble with Mo Qiyu?" Mo Cong said in amazement.

"Yes, I don't think he's happy, I want to win a few games against him, who knows, he's so good. After saying that, Miss Zhilan blinked a few times and curled her red lips, which looked as pitiful and cute as a little girl of seven or eight years old.

"Ha!" Seeing this, Mo Cong opened his mouth and smiled: "I didn't expect Miss Zhilan to have times when her skills are not as good as others!"

"Don't laugh!" Zhilan shook her fist angrily at Mo Cong.

In the small private room, several young people talked and laughed, and the topics were quite rich, and suddenly there was a commotion outside the door, as if there was some small dispute between the girl serving the food in the restaurant and the guests.

"You obviously have no one in your eyes, you don't look down on our Lushan faction, why do you add such good dishes to their house, and only send us a pot of wine?"

"This son, this dish is specially ordered by our shopkeeper to add to the guests in this house, I am just a guy in the store, I don't count, if the boy doesn't believe it, you can go and ask our shopkeeper to go." ”

"I'm not going, you go and call your shopkeeper, I want to see what kind of master is in this house." ”

Several teenagers in the room were trying to see what was happening, but unexpectedly, the door of the private room was kicked open, and one of the teenagers stumbled into the room.

The boy was well-proportioned, neither tall nor short, wearing a gray and white gown with a large black braid combed on the back of his head. As soon as he entered the door, the young man's figure shook twice, squinting at the group of people in the room with a pair of drunken eyes.

Zhilan was joking with Mo Cong and Chu Ci, but she didn't want to break into one person coldly, and she was shocked.

"Presumptuous!, who?" Zhilan raised a pair of curved eyebrows, slammed the table, and suddenly stood up, her face was pale.

"Miss Zhilan, don't be angry, he should have had a few more drinks!"

Seeing this, the young man who was swaying at the door recognized at a glance that the girl who rose up was the famous Miss Zhilan in the rivers and lakes, and then looked at the people in the house, he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in his heart, and the wine was also sober, but now, he could only get drunk to the end.

For the angry Zhilan, the young man turned a blind eye, shook his body, pointed at Mo Cong, and said drunkly: "Hehe! I know you, you are from the Poison Dragon family, you kid is not bad!"

Zhilan was already so angry that her face was blue, and her eyes were like flames, but before she could have a seizure, the drunken young man had already quickened his pace and staggered away.

"This guy is so annoying!"

"This seems to be a disciple of the Lushan faction, the last time I fought with the people of the Lushan faction, the Lushan faction ** is rigid and soft, the moves are weird, very powerful, if you really meet the people of the Lushan faction, you must be careful to deal with it, but you can't underestimate the enemy!"

"Lushan faction?" Mo Cong couldn't help but be awe-struck in his heart. When the young man pushed the door in just now, although he was full of alcohol, his eyes were bright and his actions were fluttering, and Mo Cong knew at a glance that this person was not simple. At this time, Mo Cong's wandering heart finally returned to the martial arts competition, and he suddenly realized that among the young men who came to the martial arts temple to compete, there were many masters, "It seems that if you want to fight with Huangfu Yunsong, you must first defeat those people! Then let's start by defeating Mo Qiyu!" The thought of the competition made Mo Cong's blood boil, but he also felt unprecedented pressure.