Xu Mo leaned idly on the handrail on the second floor, his eyes swirled around the body of one of the twenty-four Yun Zhongwei below, seeing that his body was very similar to a woman, especially with the side as a reference point, the convex and backward curls of that woman's body became more and more obvious, Xu Mo, who wanted to go down several times to be close to him, finally held back, first, they didn't gossip at all, and their dry mouths would not be answered, and secondly, the lordosis and posterior warped were not fake, and the flat chest seemed to be deliberately polished, Xu Mo thought that he should be a man, and lordosis and backwardness were just beautiful mistakes.

Thinking back carefully and recalling what I have experienced recently, it can be said that it is not wonderful, I am afraid of cutting off my head and afraid of being afraid of my bones when I first came to this world, and the righteousness of yesterday is really too different, everyone has a chivalrous dream when they were children, what about Xianxia, under the long wind, the white clothes are instantaneous, stepping on the sword and passing through the air, is not more chic and free? Xu Mo's desire to go home became more and more insipid, and he slowly liked this world.

Xiao Wan'er, who almost became his wife and is now a junior sister, can be read!

Xiao Jinan, who claims that he is an immortal and worships him to the bones, can be remembered!

and Yue Linlang, who is sincerely the senior brother, is cute!

There is also Song Daoyuan, who dreamed of giving the sword spectrum in Lingguan City and giving him the five-party flag, and carried the slightly crazy old man next to him to seal it, which is respectable!

Of course, there are also Gao Jiannan and Xu Yuxuan, Mr. Lu Junlu, the trip to Kunlun Mountain, the existence of living and dying together, can be remembered.

As for Ma Ruixin, Xu Mo has a very good impression of her, but I don't know if she treats herself so well, whether it is just because Chi Jingyuan's identity is involved.

"This river and lake is very good, but the old man Wang is not a thing!"

He now hates Wang Yan's high-sounding human-faced and beastly attitude beyond measure, if Old Man Wang goes to Rotten Sword Mountain to trick Lu Jun into going down the mountain with him, and is in a bad mood and hurts a few more of his fellow disciples, what should he do, damn it!

The wind outside the window blows the sand, it is very quiet, the endless yellow vast, if there are pedestrian footprints, it will quickly be buried in the sand, from the morning to the present, there are several caravans to rest passing by, all of them let the twenty-four Yun Zhongwei frightened, very self-aware to turn the camel away, now, someone knocked on the door outside, the enchantment arranged outside the inn only hinders the escape of the people inside, does not prevent the people outside from entering, so, it is not strange for someone to come, the strange thing is that he is not afraid of the vicious-eyed Yun Zhongwei in the inn, shouting "Xiao Er, serve the wine first!" ”

His standard wandering wanderer's attire, with a long cloak, and a hat woven with reeds on his head, he couldn't see his face clearly, but the figure was somewhat familiar, and after he sat down, the twenty-four cloud guards quietly changed their positions, seemingly meaningless, but in fact they posed a threat, and they already felt that the person who came was extraordinary!

The man wearing the hat noticed it, but he remained silent, still shouting, "Wine, Xiaoer, wine!"

"Hey, hey, the wine is here!"

Xu Mo, who loves to join in the fun, hurriedly went to the warehouse to carry the largest wine jar, the dusty old wine of the west wind for fifty years, and carried it to his table, and found some work for nothing, mainly because he felt that this person's figure was familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere before, and he bent over while he was drinking, Xu Mo wanted to see his face clearly, but the person recognized Xu Mo first, deliberately lowered his head and pressed the hat to cover his face more strictly!

Xu Mo, who was resisted, poured two bowls of wine and said, "Oh, today's shop is very deserted, and you are only a shadow, why don't I accompany you to drink." ”

The person wearing the hat didn't speak, as if he was afraid that Xu Mo would hear his voice, and he was determined to play hide and seek to the end, so he only nodded.

"That's good, come, dry, it's better to drink than to drink alone!"

The man wearing the hat took the bowl and was about to send it to his mouth, when an arrow flew over there, the porcelain bowl was broken, and the fifty-year-old west wind liquor in the bowl was spilled on the ground, followed by the reprimand of the archer: "This inn does not allow outsiders to enter, leave quickly, don't delay our errands, otherwise next time grandpa's arrow will shoot you in the head." ”

"Head!"

The man wearing the hat lightly spat out two words, and his body seemed to have a rapid displacement between the position of the person who was seated and the position of the person who fired the arrow, the reason why it seemed to be because it was too fast, and no one could see it clearly, but when he poured the bowl of wine and drank it, the head of Yun Zhongwei, who had spoiled the wine in his bowl with arrows, had already fallen, and he rolled out a few steps away in a daze, pulling out blood marks on the ground.

"Ahh

The colleague was killed, and the remaining twenty-three Yun Zhongwei suddenly drew their swords and surrounded the man wearing the hat.

He didn't pay attention to them at all, he just slowly tasted the west wind wine, people walking in the yellow sand and west wind, it is best to drink a cup of west wind wine, today you can drink a lot of wine with a bowl, it is best to be interested in things with eyes and beads, and don't do anything to ruin the fun!

Xu Mo saw that someone in Yunzhongwei died, and he died so miserably, not to mention how happy he was, he directly raised the altar and said, "Oh, arrogant, heroic, arrogant, arrogant, I advise some people to retreat with self-knowledge, don't look for trouble, then the dogs in the village know that they can't afford to mess with their tails and go back to the nest!"

The deeper purpose of scolding Huai is undoubtedly to provoke Yun Zhongwei to make them hit the muzzle, it is obvious that it has an effect, they are angry and devastated one after another, nineteen slashed at the visitors wearing hats, and the remaining four used arrows against Xu Mo's neck to prevent Xu Mo from moving!

Nineteen red-veined short knives that can be divided into gold and jade, under the wielding of Yun Zhongwei, are even more terrifying, and can be cut and stabbed from almost any unpredictable angle, the person wearing the hat is in the siege circle, understanding the principle of advancing and retreating, the body trembled slightly, and instantly vented a powerful sword qi condensing around the body, nineteen people and nineteen knives cut down, just like cutting on the diamond thick stone, the arm was instantly shocked and numb, and he lost his intuition for a moment.

And the butcher's qi that was condensed in the blade when they dropped the knife was all silently dismantled by the sword qi, and it changed direction and burst out in all directions, hitting the walls of the inn, the counter, the tables and chairs, and the wooden bench where Xu Mo was sitting was also affected, and it shattered, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and the arrow against his neck cut a bloody mark on his face due to this sudden situation.

Xu Mo didn't care about letting the blood flow out slowly, and quietly watched how Song Daoyuan in front of him picked up this group of little bastards——— it was good, the person wearing the hat was Song Daoyuan, who gave him the Heavenly Sword Spectrum in Lingguan Prefecture, and Song Daoyuan, who had been waiting for Ma Ruixin for 19 years when he folded his sword down the mountain.

When his sword aura burst out, Xu Mo saw a familiar shadow from it!

He's sure!

Xu Mo picked his nose and touched his eyebrows, and said to the four Yun Zhongwei beside him who were embarrassed for him, "Hey, why don't you go and help, or run away, lest you die!"

Over there, the continuous sword qi tightly sucked the red-veined knives of the nineteen Yun Zhongwei, they couldn't withdraw if they wanted to, and fixed the eye-catching guy by his side with the sword qi, he slowly took off the hat, sure enough, it was Song Daoyuan, there was someone in the Yun Zhongwei who should have been a disciple of the Rotten Sword Mountain before, and when he recognized this unparalleled senior in the sword way, he couldn't help but scream!

Song Daoyuan looked at the person who called out his name, and with a slight movement of his mind, he threw him fixed in the air a few meters away, and said, "I see that you should have been my disciple of Rotten Sword Mountain, spare you." ”

Immediately afterwards, the sword qi quickly spread to Xu Mo's side, enveloping the four Yun Zhongwei who were holding arrows and threatening Xu Mo.

When Yun Zhongwei was drinking for the first time, Song Daoyuan did not hesitate to kill him!

There is also a name that may have had something to do with Rotten Sword Mountain before, and thinking of the old love evokes compassion and can avoid the death penalty.

The remaining twenty-two Yun Zhongwei Song Daoyuan had the intention of breaking their bones, and their steps stepped heavily on the ground, and the sword qi on the soles of their feet spread out in a circular arc like a sea river, rolling vertically and horizontally, and the arc sword qi spread, only Xu Mo and the forgiven Yun Zhongwei were safe and sound, and the rest of the people all bloomed into blood mist.

Xu Mo, who had just picked up from the ground, witnessed the tragic scene, sat down again, and said with a fixed gaze, "Senior, I saw you make a move in Lingguan Prefecture, and you were not as ruthless as today, it's not that I said you, it's a bit heavy." ”

Song Daoyuan, who left a kind and kind impression on Xu Mo in Lingguan Prefecture, drank heavily and said, "What I hate the most is Yun Zhongwei, if you go outside to inquire about how cruel their actions are, you will be more ruthless than me." ”

Turning his head, Xu Mo showed a little dissatisfaction and said, "I still need to inquire, I have seen it with my own eyes, it is indeed miserable, oh, it turns out that you have already seen through their identities before, so why don't you make a move earlier." ”

Song Daoyuan walked over and drank the wine in the bowl, and gently tapped Xu Mo's forehead with the edge of the bowl, as if the master was reprimanding a student, and said: How could I have thought that you were in the inn, depending on the situation, you are a prisoner of Yun Zhongwei, you tell me whether you have practiced the sword technique of taking the sky that you and I gave you at the beginning, if you can practice a little heat, it will not even be a few Yun Zhongwei, as far as I know, Yun Zhongwei is divided into five grades according to the strength of the members, from low to high for people Huang Tianxuan, and there is the strongest person in each product as the leader of the grade, fortunately, the twenty-four people in the inn today are all the lowest character, if it is twenty-four people in the heavenly grade, it is really a little troublesome. ”

"Hey, what are you afraid of, there are seniors you in, and old man Wang is not afraid to come!" At the beginning in Lingguan Prefecture, Xu Mo's consciousness had not yet completely fused with Chi Jingyuan's memory, and when he saw Song Daoyuan's natural mentality, he now knew that this senior in front of him was the popular figure talked about by the young disciples of Rotten Sword Mountain, and he was the culprit who had broken his sword and returned down the mountain to provoke Ma Ruixin to bury his sword and wait for lovesickness for 19 years.

Xu Mo looked at him with ill will and said, "Senior, last time in Lingguan Prefecture, why didn't you tell me about your heroic past, such as folding a sword and going down the mountain, being arrogant or something!"

"Stinky boy, you didn't tell me that you were the senior brother of Rotten Sword Mountain!"

Chi Jingyuan Moyo is Song Daoyuan left the Rotten Sword Mountain nine years ago, he was eight years old when he joined the faction, and the matter about Song Daoyuan in the door can be slightly related to Ma Ruixin's burial under the sword pear tree and the Harmony Sword Cliff, and then the young disciples are talking about it according to their imagination, so they really can't find valuable information in their memories, Xu Mo hurriedly said, "Senior, talk about it!"

Song Daoyuan drank the last bowl of West Wind wine, and asked rhetorically with both expectation and hesitation in his eyes, "Hey, let me ask you, what do those people in Rotten Sword Mountain say about me!"