Leng Mo looked at those people who were not good, and then glanced at the Falling Sea City City Lord Seal in mid-air, and he couldn't detect the slightest hint of what Ye Shaoxuan had come up with.

I thought this was bad, this was really bad. With so many masters, even if I don't get hurt, I can't beat it.

I saw that those masters of the "Battle List" slowly surrounded them, and the one who took the lead was the eighth place in the "Battle List", who looked like a weak scholar.

But it was this person who looked weak on the outside, after the Battle of Thousand Cities began, with his own wisdom, he slowly squeezed into the top ten from more than 70 in the original "Battle List".

At the right time, strength does not represent everything, and those who surrounded Leng Mo were basically attached to that weak scholar, and many of them had a higher combat power than him.

Leng Mo saw those unfriendly people slowly leaning over, and immediately messed up his hair, and didn't forget to grab two handfuls of sand from the ground and wipe them on his face.

Now Leng Mo has completely returned to his normal form of being a little beggar, and no one will hook him up with the city lord who participated in the Battle of Thousand Cities.

At this time, the group of people led by the weak scholar was already very close to Leng Mo, and they had already passed the previous wait-and-see period.

A bearded man stared at Leng Mo left and right, his eyes were about to pop out, and he scratched his head with his hand and said to the weak scholar suspiciously: "Big brother, we have been guarding here these days, and we haven't seen anyone come in, nor have we seen anyone go out, why did this suddenly change someone." ”

Before the weak scholar could speak, a middle-aged man in a purple robe said: "Third brother, you don't understand this, the ancient battlefield is changing rapidly, only you can't guess it." ”

This...... No matter how you look at the language style, I don't want to be the lord of a city who came to participate in the battle of a thousand cities, and he is a group of organized and disciplined bandits.

Leng Mo pretended to be calm and calm, buried his head deeply, and tried not to let the group of people see his face.

After all, when the Battle of Thousand Cities opened, at the foot of Tianwu Mountain, Leng Mo appeared in everyone's field of vision with Ye Shaoxuan's high-profile appearance, if he was recognized now, if he didn't say Ye Shaoxuan's location, what was waiting for him was all kinds of torture by more than a dozen big men.

At this time, Leng Mo planned to make a preemptive move, recognized the weak scholar who took the lead, and said to him: "Presumably this is the eldest brother, he is really a talent, and he is a dragon and phoenix among people." ”

The weak scholar glanced at Leng Mo, and in the next second, he didn't want to focus on him anymore, thinking to himself where this is called Hanako, how could there still be such a person in the ancient battlefield.

Leng Mo read everything from the disdainful eyes of the weak scholar, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. That's right, Lao Tzu is a little beggar.

Leng Mo continued to say shamelessly: "I can meet you uncles is simply a fate that has been cultivated for several lifetimes, this fate is not easy to come by, I don't hide from you that I haven't eaten for several days after appearing here in a daze, I don't know if you have some small money to reward a small one, one or two spirit fruits, I will remember this grace and pray for you every night." ”

This is the true nature of a beggar, he will give full play to his shamelessness, and he will ask for one or two spiritual fruits when he opens his mouth, and he can be described as a well-deserved beggar king in the beggar world.

The weak scholar didn't even look at Leng Mo, and snorted coldly: "Get out!"

Leng Mo's face changed, and Ling Ran said angrily: "What are you talking about? Let me go?" Okay, I admire your backbone." ”

The weak scholars all looked at Leng Mo in surprise, wondering if this guy was crazy, it seems that this ancient battlefield is really a magical place, and a beggar's compulsion can be so high.

The weak scholar seemed to have had enough of Leng Mo, his left hand was raised slightly, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, at this moment, Leng Mo preemptively said: "I have always admired people with backbone, yes, I'll get out." ”

Leng Mo pretended to limp and walked, calmly took the city lord seal of Luohai City in mid-air into his arms, and then squeezed through the crowd and walked into the distance.

"Slowly, people can go, leave things behind. ”

A weak voice sounded behind Leng Mo.

The thing naturally refers to the city lord seal of Luohai City, you must know that Ye Shaoxuan and Qiu Li'er are still inside, and if Leng Mo wants to leave, he must take them all away.

As soon as this sentence came out, Leng Mo chuckled in his heart, and when he turned around, the weak scholar could only see half of his dirty face, and said pitifully: "Big brother, let me go." Since ancient times, only beggars have reached out to ask others for things, and now you want a beggar to leave something behind, isn't that more beggar than a beggar, and spreading it like this will ruin your reputation? ”

"Without further ado, either leave the thing obediently or leave the head, and I'll pick it up myself. "The weak scholar didn't intend to let go of Leng Mo so easily.

Leng Mo also read from the words of the weak scholar that he didn't know that what he had taken away was the city lord seal of Luohai City, and immediately changed his form, squatting on the ground and crying.

"Father, mother, the child is not filial, woo woo......"

A handful of snot, a handful of tears, it really can't be more real.

"It's useless, I can't protect the ashes of your second elder, in the future, you don't have to take care of yourself if you don't have money to spend, you will tell the child in a dream, I will waste sleep and forget to eat and beg day and night, and burn more paper money for you, you have a spirit in the sky, you must bless the child to be an upright beggar." ”

In the end, Leng Mo couldn't cry silently, which was a miserable one.

Leng Mo was extremely reluctant to take out the city lord seal of Luohai City from his arms, at this time the city lord seal was still glowing with a faint black light, Leng Mo hurriedly shouted: "The child is not filial, if you have a grievance, just come to the child, it is the child who is incompetent, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely honor your two elders." ”

Leng Mo held the city lord seal in his hand, his expression was sad and solemn, it was really like holding his father's urn, and all the snot and tears were dripped on the city lord seal, which made people feel disgusted when they saw it.

Seeing Leng Mo's tragic situation, the subordinates of the weak scholar pleaded for him: "Boss, forget it, it's not easy for this person to become a beggar at a young age, and we won't even have to take away his father's ashes." ”

The weak scholar looked at Leng Mo's seamless performance, frowned, shook his head and said: "Ye Shaoxuan suddenly disappeared under our noses, and this little beggar appeared here inexplicably, there must be something strange about this matter." ”

Then the weak scholar spread his fan, pointed to the city lord seal in Leng Mo's hand, and asked coldly: "How can your father's ashes be stored in a seal?"

Leng Mo woke up his nose and said sadly: "My father and mother died in a natural disaster, and a Taoist priest told me that only by burying their ashes in the seal can their grievances be suppressed, so that they can embark on reincarnation, so I begged for three years and saved some money to create this seal for them." ”

The voice is full of emotion, and the serious nonsense has led many people to leave tears of sympathy.

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