Hearing Zhong Xihou's words, Mo Ming couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The world is peaceful, prosperous and healthy!

No matter how Ren guessed, he would not have thought that Zhong Xihou's wish was so righteous. can recall the experience of his life, the world is the same, but the moon in the water.

Zhong Xihou walked to Mo Ming's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a calm tone: "Mo Gongzi, although you and Linghu Changkong don't get along much, there is no difference between your relationship and your own brother. ”

Mo Ming nodded, guilt appeared on her face, sighed, and said slowly: "I never expected that the world is so big, but it is so small. I became brothers with Changkong, and he treated me with true affection, but I couldn't reciprocate. Hou Ye and Ying Ruge are brothers in the same sect, so counted, Hou Ye, are you willing to recognize me as a younger brother?"

The problem is a little abrupt, but the two of them drink and have a good time, and their emotions are released, and they will not be as restrained as before. Zhong Xihou patted Mo Ming's shoulder again, laughed heartily, and said: "If you have siblings like you, you should be my Zhongxi Hou's blessing in this life." In this case, there is something to trust for my brother, but don't shirk it. ”

Mo Ming frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Lei Niu, who was not drunk and was still pouring himself a drink. Lei Niu also looked up at the two of them, and Zhongxi Hou waved his hand, and then said: "Don't worry, although Brother Xiao Lei is His Highness's personal guard, what we said has nothing to do with scheming, let alone harm Lincheng." What I want to talk to you about my brother is about the White Cloud Fairy. ”

"White Cloud Fairy?"

Mo Ming frowned slightly, Linghu Changkong is lingering like a song, and lingering like a song is the descendant of the white cloud fairy, so if you count it like this, things should also be related to lingering like a song.

"There is a scroll of swordsmanship for my brother, called Baiyun Swordsmanship. This swordsmanship inheritance should have been done by the junior brother, but helplessly, now that his sword intent is almost dissipated, he is afraid that it will be difficult to cross the peak when he re-cultivates. For my brother, I have also seen this swordsmanship cursory, and it is too similar to the swordsmanship of the dancing goose, and if it is passed on for his brother, it will not be easy to do it. ”

Mo Ming's brows stretched at this moment, understood what Zhong Xihou meant, took over the words, and said, "Okay, this swordsmanship inheritance will be done by Xuan Di and Changkong." ”

Zhong Xihou was happy again, and then picked up the half-full pot of wine from in front of Lei Niu, raised it high and poured it, and the wine was slender and fell into his mouth. Wipe the corners of your mouth with the back of your hand, and then throw the flask to Mo Ming. Mo Ming took the flask, which was also the same, and then let out a long "ah", hurry, hurry.

Lei Niu drank all the wine in his cup and put down the wine glass. He got up and helped Zhu Jiannan up. Zhu Jiannan was drunk like mud at the moment, and his body was heavy. Lei Niu was still expressionless, and the strength in his hand was just right, and he directly carried Zhu Jiannan on his shoulder. He looked at Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming again, and nodded slightly.

After the two smiled in return, Lei Niu jumped out of the window.

Outside this window is the Qinhuai River, if ordinary people see it, they think that this Xindu man is carrying it under His Royal Highness, and jump directly into the river. But in the end, what I saw was that the thunder ox made a few taps on the water, then went ashore, and then walked away calmly.

When the people who played the lantern festival saw this, they all applauded. This is Jinling City, and there are few cities that can compare with prosperity, and there are not a few masters like Lei Niu. This kind of person escorts his master from the flower building, and he is often seen, so it is not strange.

There were only two sober men and eight drunken and sleeping delicate ladies left in the eight private rooms near the river, and people gradually woke up, smelling the smell of wine in the private room mixed with the fragrance of fat powder, but it was also a little exciting.

Zhong Xihou's nose moved slightly, and then said: "Your brother is also interesting, a big man, and his clothes and incense are like this." If we are in the West, men are like this, I am afraid that they will be called mothers. ”

Mo Ming also laughed when he heard it, but then Zhong Xihou's tone suddenly became cold, and his voice became much quieter.

"That Qiu Niang, it's time for her to disappear into the sea of people. ”

Mo Ming couldn't help but be stunned, her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at Zhong Xihou in confusion. Zhong Xihou had a smile on his face, and said happily: "Since you also recognize me as your brother, then your brother should also help your brother do something." Those dozen or so Meiji, after entering the Western Land, don't have to think of my city lord's mansion anymore. This Qiu Niang, if you can make her disappear without a trace this time, then you will be able to take charge of the Mo family in the future. ”

Mo Ming really doesn't understand the Tao, Qiu Niang is just an old bustard in Hualou, but then I think about it, it is indeed only the old bustard in Hualou, who is clairvoyant and obedient.

The flower building suddenly began to be noisy, and there was the sound of people walking upstairs quickly. Zhong Xihou and Mo Ming in this private room also frowned, and Zhong Xihou was even more simply, simply grabbing it, the impermanence sword in his hand. But he didn't give this sword to himself, but then threw it to Mo Ming.

Mo Ming grasped the sword and nodded.

However, a group of strong men with the smell of wine had arrived at the door of the private room, and although the old bustard Qiu Niang had blocked it, it obviously had no effect.

A man with a tiger's back and a beard pushed Qiu Niang away with his big hand, and Qiu Niang's body staggered and almost fell. The man looked left and right at the seven empty private rooms next to him, and couldn't help but be even more angry, and scolded Qiu Niang: "Isn't there a private room upstairs, why, do you look down on our brothers?

Zhong Xihou and Mo Ming smiled and looked at this play.

Qiu Niang explained in every possible way, and apologized humbly. Mo Ming also understood Zhong Xihou's words a little, even if it was their flower building in Mo County, there would be no such situation. 1800 Literature

A man with a fox-like face saw the smiles on the faces of Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming, and immediately stood up and scolded the two.

"You two, is the bird in the crotch of your pants a sausage, and you want so many rooms?" Then he saw the eight delicate little ladies who were drunk and sleeping in the private room, his eyes couldn't help but widen, he swallowed his saliva, and then scolded, "Just the two of you, giving an old woman can make your legs weak, where do you have the face to enjoy so many fox girls." Brothers, throw these two pieces of out of the stairs for me, these little ladies, one by one, brothers. ”

There was a sturdy man who counted the drunken little girls, a total of eight, and couldn't help grinning, listening to him: "Boss, there are eight in total, six of our brothers, you and the second brother are two of you, and we have a few left to drink some soup." ”

The bearded man also looked at the drunken delicate lady, his eyes also opened, he also swallowed his saliva, and said: "I am your boss, the three of me, you dogs can't be fed, one person is enough." ”

These people were talking to themselves, and the fox-faced man still reached out to push Mo Ming, but as soon as he reached out his hand, he let out a miserable scream.

His outstretched hand was half missing. Looking at the inside of the private room, the sword in Mo Ming's hand was already unsheathed, and he simply wiped the blood on the sword with the Persian veil of the elegant room. Look at his eyes again, cold and disdainful.

The bearded man opened his eyes angrily, and without saying much, he slapped his palm. With his palm, the wind and Persian veil fluttered, which showed how terrible the palm power was.

Although the fox-faced man said that half of his palm was cut off, Zhongxi Hou and Mo Ming would not feel that it was the good master who caused these troubles. This time it was Zhong Xihou who made the shot, he didn't use his palm, he broke the wind and punched out, and met the palm of the bearded man.

Zhangke fist, but it was someone else, and now it was Zhong Xihou who punched. In addition to the sword is fist, Zhongxi Hou has no match in the world, and the fist will naturally not be bad. But the fist was palmed, and the bearded man's body was still as steady as an iron tower, but Zhong Xihou's steps couldn't help but move back half a step.

Zhong Xihou frowned, he really didn't exert his strength, but he would never have thought that the palm of this bearded man would be so heavy. Mo Ming caught a glimpse of Zhong Xihou taking a half step back, and his brows furrowed slightly. He and Zhong Xihou looked at each other, one look, each understanding.

Mo Ming stepped out of the private room with his sword in hand, swung his sword and kicked out, knocking the four men out of the private room. Zhong Xihou dealt with the bearded man alone, and the fox-faced man with half of his palm broken was not in the eyes of the two.

The old bustard Qiu Niang's face was pale, like a frightened rabbit, and she hid behind a red lacquered pillar.

Zhong Xihou's fists clenched and loosened, his bones "Gragra" sounded, his neck twisted, and his feet also took broken steps. Without further ado, his left fist came out first, facing the face of the bearded man. This bearded man can force Zhong Xihou back with one palm, so naturally it will not be a general. On the side of his body, Pu Fan slapped the left side of Zhong Xihou's face.

Since Zhong Xihou wanted to know how to punch for a while, his fists were not only good, but even his realm was not bad. The left fist hit the face of the bearded man, but when the fist was about to arrive, he suddenly retracted, and the right fist hooked sideways, directly hitting the bearded man's left waist - soft flesh.

The bearded man's slap was about to arrive, and the side of Zhong Xihou's retracted left fist blocked the slap.

The bearded man who was hit by a punch felt pain in his lower back, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back. This move was changed for another move, and Zhong Xihou didn't get any benefit, his left forearm was red and swollen, and he still had a faint pain. The strength of this bearded man really frightened him, and he was even more interested in beating this man with his fists.

Zhong Xihou simply tore off the left and right sleeves, revealing his arms with obvious muscle blocks, and with every urging, the muscle expansion showed his strength.

Then they made moves to each other, some real and some false, each suffered losses, and each got cheap. Just looking at his appearance, Zhong Xihou is obviously going to be at a disadvantage, his clothes have been torn a lot, and there are also a lot of slap red marks on his exposed arms. The palm and slap that can drop red marks can be imagined how terrible the strength is, and it is natural to say that it doesn't hurt or not, and it is naturally false.

Mo Ming may not understand why Zhong Xihou threw the sword to himself, and he did it with his bare hands. Zhong Xihou also has bitterness and can't say it, he fought with the black dragon before, was unilaterally crushed, and his physical condition has not recovered, and now he is urging the sword, and it is not necessarily wise. And boxing is different, men are hot-blooded, naturally fists and feet are hand-to-hand combat, and fists and fists have the most primitive punching pleasure to the flesh.

Borrowing his fist to vent and calm the boiling blood in his body, Zhong Xihou's purpose is also to divert his attention. Because his sword intent was already overflowing and difficult to suppress.

Looking at this bearded man again, it is not much better, his right face is already half swollen, naturally, the degree of swelling cannot be compared with Zhu Yinuo's unrecognizable face. This man is even more angry, and he still pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and it is not good to step on or kick those delicate little girls. This time the action was crisp, he jumped up directly, turned his palm into a fist, and punched Zhong Xihou.

Zhong Xihou looked frightened, because if he avoided it, then the beautiful woman lying behind him would definitely be blown up in the head by this fist.

The heart is flesh and blood, Zhong Xihou is on the side, and he pushes Na Meiji away with his hand. The bearded man's punch also hit the biceps of Zhong Xihou's left arm firmly, causing him to take a few steps back. And Mei Ji, who was moved by Zhong Xihou, also woke up, and when she saw everything in front of her, she couldn't help screaming loudly.

The scream woke up the other delicate girls, and these beautiful and delicious flower house girls all let out a piercing scream. This scream not only made the ears of the two people who were fighting hurt, but also made the flower building notice the movement on the second floor, and even more lively and walked towards the second floor.

Zhong Xihou waved his hand and let those beauties go out one by one, while the one who was pushed away by Zhong Xihou was still slumped in place.

I heard her voice tremble, and said aggrievedly: "I, I, my legs are weak, and I can't move." ”

Zhong Xihou is also helpless, but without those obstructive Mei Ji, he has less scruples. He suddenly wondered if this bearded man should not be a lonely and unknown person with such skills, so he asked: "Your Excellency is not bad, which way do you dare to ask?"

The bearded man snorted coldly, and said in a rough voice: "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Guwei City will sleep on the Ling Niu!"