A small city hundreds of miles away from the strange deep forest, just at dusk, the climate is cool, it is the most lively time of the day, the major restaurants are bright, the guests are weaving. The young ladies and young masters of the rich and noble families also chose to go out at this time to move their muscles.

No matter where it is, the more lively it is, the more some beggars kneel in the streets, kowtow like pounding garlic, begging passers-by to give some money.

At a bend in the street, there were two beggars on the street in front of them, crying for money from their fathers and mothers, and there was a person sitting on the stone steps behind them, who was burying his head in a fast gnawing on a baked cake, obviously hungry. The man's clothes, though not as tattered as those of a beggar, were covered in dust and dirt.

One of the beggars in front looked back, walked around to the man's side, slapped him on the back of the head, and snorted angrily: "You fucking eat somewhere else! Don't mess with your grandfather's business, get out of ........."

The man's baked cake was knocked to the ground, and he didn't care about the pain, so he hurriedly picked it up, bit it on his mouth, and gestured with his hand timidly, and hurriedly retreated into the alley.

The beggar pointed at the man and scolded: "Get out, get away, mother, you're all starving like this, and you're pretending to be five or six! Get out, don't let me see you, uncle! I can't kill you puppy." ”

The man walked more than ten steps, and was far from the street, before he found a corner and sat down, his eyes glazed over, he had no look, and he continued to nibble on the baked cake in his hand.

Those deep eyes, ordinary but cold face, this person is Wang Mo, after running out of the deep forest that day, Wang Mo walked for two days to get here, but he didn't know anything about here, he thought that with his own martial arts, no matter how bad he was, he wouldn't be hungry.

But the people here seem to be all masters outside the world, and even a person who asks for food can affectionately knock Wang Mo to the ground, and step on Wang Mo's head with his foot, and Wang Mo will be beaten almost every day.

There were a few times when Wang Mo fainted on the street, but no one cared about him, and even a single hair of the pets raised by those rich ladies was more expensive than the gold that Wang Mo asked for.

Wang Mo was really like a beggar along the way, picking up some stubble cold rice to eat, and when he was hungry, he would also ask the villagers and village women for a cold bun to satisfy his hunger, so that he would not starve to death.

Wang Mo didn't know where to go, he was at a loss, he just walked along the road, and it took him a lot of days to barely know something about the situation here.

It was a white-haired beggar, Wang Mo even felt that his wrinkles could kill flies, Wang Mo could feel that there was not the slightest fluctuation of internal force in his body, Wang Mo had been in this small city for almost twenty days, and only this old beggar had not beaten himself.

I don't know if I'm too old to fight.

It was an unusually lively evening, and I heard that the son of the city lord was married, and a banquet was held for the whole city, and on such a happy day, of course, some good food and wine would be left for these beggars.

Maybe he was drunk, or maybe the delicacies of the mountains and seas were too fragrant, those young beggars made an exception today and didn't beat Wang Mo, and when everyone fell asleep, Wang Mo quietly walked out of the broken temple.

Looking at the bright moon in the night sky, Wang Mo felt longing for the first time, he missed them very much, he thought about Ye Zi, he thought about Bald Yong, Yang Jiang, Li Dali, he also thought of Mu Yuxiao, and even he thought of those who were against him, the heads of those families, Wang Zilong, Gui Ying...........

Just when Wang Mo was a little distracted, he saw that the white-haired old beggar sat next to Wang Mo at some point: "There is a fire wolf in the back mountain."

The sudden voice made Wang Mo stunned, and then sighed lightly and bowed his head silently.

I saw the old beggar laugh and say, "Don't pretend! Just the two of us, I know you can talk!"

After speaking, Wang Mo raised his head violently and looked at the old beggar with a surprised expression.

"Although people are old, they still have some eyesight compared to those young people"

Glancing at Wang Mo, whose face was bruised, the old beggar coughed lightly. said lightly: "If you don't speak, it doesn't mean that you are dumb!" Wang Mo has never said a word since he arrived here, which caused those beggars to think that he was a mute!

"I can feel it, you're not an ordinary person."

Wang Mo sighed slightly again, and said, "Even if you can speak, what can you do?

"You're not from the Human Imperial Kingdom?"

With a slight twitch of his eyes, Wang Mo asked, "Human Emperor Kingdom?"

"Hehe.... It seems that you are not."

"I'm separated from my family, and I can't seem to remember some things........." Wang Mo made up a lie.

The old beggar glanced at Wang Mo more meaningfully, scratched his bare ankle and smiled: "This is the immortal capital, and this human imperial kingdom is one of the eight great countries in this immortal capital."

"Which Eight Great Powers?"

The old beggar smiled and said, "Don't worry, listen to me."

"This immortal capital is divided into eight countries, divided into the Demon Emperor Kingdom of the Upper Kingdom, the Lower Human Emperor Kingdom, the Ghost Emperor Kingdom of the Left, the Beast Emperor Kingdom of the Right, the Dragon Emperor Kingdom of the East, the Tiger Emperor Kingdom of the West, the Sparrow Emperor Kingdom of the South, and the Xuan Emperor Kingdom of the North."

"These eight countries are divided into eight immortal capitals, and one side is divided. And this is the Lecheng of the Emperor's Country."

After listening to the old beggar's words, Wang Mo couldn't help but feel shocked, the eight great countries that the old man said were the same as what Shennong said, could this be the fairy world that Shennong said?

Those buildings that are similar to ancient times, although there are also retro buildings in China, but there are really no cities like this, and only warriors in China will wear military robes similar to ancient clothes, but the people here are wearing ancient clothes.

And the strength of the people here is far beyond their own, and they are somewhat similar to the ancient human race in Shennong's mouth, if this is really the immortal capital in Shennong's mouth...... But... That.... That.... How did you get to the fairy capital?

Staring closely at the somewhat mutilated bright moon in the sky, Wang Mo secretly said in his heart: "There are still three days...........

The white-haired old beggar glanced at Wang Mo with a little meaning, then got up and left, and then a word came out of his mouth

"Jin Lin is a thing in the pool, and it will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain. Young man, we'll meet again.............

When Wang Mo turned his head again, the old beggar had long since disappeared, and Wang Mo had never seen the old man again after that night.

The next day, Wang Mo sat in the corner, bowed his head and nibbled on the hard cake in his hand, but heard someone shouting at the end of the alley: "Catch him!

Wang Mo looked up and saw a thin young man of the same age as himself, running into the alley from the street, grinning and scolding as he ran, shouting and scolding behind him, as if there were seven or eight people chasing him.

The young man fled into the alley, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Wang Mo shrinking not far in front, his eyes turned, and he ran towards Wang Mo, threw a money bag into Wang Mo's arms, and shouted: "Hide!"

As he spoke, he continued to run forward, climbed a low wall with his hand, and his skills were agile, the young man squeezed his eyebrows sideways at Wang Mo, jumped off the wall and disappeared.

Wang Mo was slightly stunned at first, then lowered his head and continued to nibble on the hard cake in his hand.

In the alley, in the blink of an eye, seven or eight young men dressed as domestic slaves caught up, and ran past Wang Mo not far away, but the young man just now was gone.

Two young men turned back, stretched out their feet and kicked Wang Mo, and scolded: "You, did you see the thief who ran past just now?"

Wang Mo looked up at a few people, then gnawed on the cake, and Mu Na said, "I saw it." ”

The man scolded, "Where did you go?"

Wang Mo pointed to an empty alley in front of him: "I went inside the alley." ”

The man turned his head and saw a remote empty alley, and snorted, "You'd better not lie to me......!"

The men answered in unison, and then raised their legs and chased them into the alley, and in the blink of an eye, they turned a corner and ran away.

Wang Mo pursed his lips, put the cake in his pocket, slowly stood up, and walked in the opposite direction to the people who were chasing.

Wang Mo walked two alleys, and suddenly heard someone calling him at the fork in the road: "Hey, buddy, here and here!"

Wang Mo looked up and saw that it was the young man who threw the money bag to him, this young man was wearing a hooded black robe, his face was thin and thin, but he was very energetic, a pair of small eyes were rolling around, he looked very vigilant, and he was not a handsome man.

But between the gestures of this young man, he squeezed his eyebrows and made eyes, looking very funny, like a newly deformed monkey.

The young man quickly glanced behind Wang Mo a few times, and stretched out his hand to greet Wang Mo: "Come here!"

Wang Mo did not refuse, and followed the young man into the alley. The young man led all the way in front, turned to a corner of the house, pulled Wang Mo in, and the two squatted down.

The boy giggled and said, "Hey, buddy, thank you." That one... As for my money, pay me back. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Wang Mo looked up and blinked.

"Dude?.... Dude?"

Seeing that Wang Mo still ignored himself, the young man was a little anxious: "Hey..... You pay me back, and I'll give you half of your money, okay. My words count. ”

Wang Mo still ignored him.

The young man looked Wang Mo up and down, and suddenly his tone hardened, and he shouted: "Boy, you can't toast and drink finely, right! Tell you! Lao Tzu is a martial artist who hurts the door, and beating you is like beating an ant, believe it or not! Finally, give you a chance to return the money bag to me! Otherwise.... Otherwise... I'll beat you!"

Wang Mo smiled faintly: "Okay! Then you try."

The young man glared at Wang Mo and was about to have a seizure. Suddenly, his face softened, revealing a pleading look, "Brother... I'm kidding! Don't take it seriously! If you're short of money, take it, but I still have two brothers who are hungry! Or you can leave me a gold coin, just one."

Wang Mo glanced at the young man, and casually threw the money bag into the young man's arms: "Here you go!"

The young man was slightly stunned, then picked up the money bag with a smile on his face, and was about to speak, but Wang Mo on the side stood up and prepared to leave.

When the young man saw that Wang Mo was leaving, he hurriedly stood up and chased after him: "I haven't shared your money yet!" I am a well-known person who is famous for his words, saying that if one person is good, one person and one half...........