At this time, the middle-aged woman stood up from the ground and came to Mo Ling again.

"Where did you come from, stinky boy, dare to go wild here, and you don't inquire about what this place is!" The old woman's face suddenly sank, and she looked at several teenagers with her hands on her waist and said angrily.

The young man sneered: "Lao Tzu is a disciple of Dugu Villa, not to mention your small Fengyue Tower, even the sect master of Qingyun Sect has given us three points of courtesy when he sees us!"

"Dugu Villa?"

"No wonder, it turned out to be someone from Dugu Villa. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eager guests around them immediately fell silent.

When she heard that it was someone from Dugu Villa, the old woman's face was a little stiff. Then he turned his head slightly and looked at the Oiran girl.

Seeing that everyone was afraid of him, the young man was extremely proud.

"Little beauty, these wastes are not worthy of the beauty at all, choose me, I have practiced a unique job in the villa, I will definitely make you **** in a while, haha......"

The Oiran stood in place, motionless, just squinted at the young man with his peripheral vision, and smiled faintly: "I have long heard that the disciples of Dugu Villa are famous, and today it seems that they have really gained knowledge!"

"What is this?" The young man suddenly heard his chest: "In our Dugu Villa's sphere of influence, no one dares to go against us, we want him to die standing up, they will never dare to kneel and live!"

Then the young man looked at Mo Ling: "If you don't believe it, I'll let you see it today!"

After the young man finished speaking, he waved his hand and knocked the wine and food on the table in front of Mo Ling to the ground, and then pointed at Mo Ling and said angrily: "Pick it up for Lao Tzu!"

Mo Ling really doesn't want to cause trouble at this time, improving his cultivation now is the most important thing, if he can't bear the anger of the moment now and provokes them, they will definitely not be so resigned, and when Bailihua and Qin Gongcheng turn over and find revenge for themselves, then they will be in a more dangerous situation.

Mo Lingwan smiled: "Okay, I'll pick it up!"

The young man looked proud: "How about it, I've seen it this time!"

The Oiran smiled and was noncommittal.

The plates on the ground had been reduced to pieces, and Mo Ling reached out and picked them up piece by piece.

At this moment, a foot suddenly stepped on the back of Mo Ling's hand, and then stepped down hard.

Mo Ling's palm pressed against a shard on the ground.

Suddenly, a piercing pain came from the palm of his hand.

"Who told you to pick it up with your hands, Lao Tzu told you to lick it with your tongue!" the young man said angrily.

"Lick!"

"Lick it clean!"

At this time, several people who were with the young man also hurriedly shouted.

Mo Ling clenched his fists, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, and he secretly said in his heart: "Don't be ashamed of your face, the tiger is not powerful, are you and I a sick cat?"

At this time, the old woman changed her anger just now, and immediately said with a hippie smile: "Oh, I said uncle, dissipate your anger, don't be angry!"

As he spoke, he rubbed against the boy's body.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Ling's heart immediately turned from anger to disgust.

Mo Ling himself thought that his face was thick enough, but he didn't expect that a mountain would be a mountain high.

"Are you really going to be my guest of the curtain?" said the Oiran as he looked at the young man.

"What's the matter, you're scared?" the boy looked at the Oiran and said with a lewd smile.

The Oiran suddenly flicked his sleeves, grabbed a ribbon in one hand, flew to the second floor like a fairy, and then disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Beauty, wait for me, I'm coming!" the boy leaped forward, jumped up to the second floor in an instant, and watched the Oiran chase after him.

In this way, the time has come, and they all go to the guest room with the beauty to warm up.

At this time, Mo Ling was no longer interested, turned around and left Fengyue Tower.

I didn't expect that the first time I entered this kind of place, I was very hot, and Mo Ling was very unhappy in his heart.

But Mo Ling thought for a moment: "This Dugu Mountain Villa is far away from here, how can they appear here? Could it be ......?"

Mo Ling's eyes lit up: "Now is the time for Dugu Villa to go to Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples, could it be that they are the recruitment envoys of Dugu Villa?"

If this is the case, it is very likely that the purple shirt of the Qingyun Sect and Qin Xun will be recruited into Dugu Villa, and they are all their mortal enemies.

Once they enter Dugu Villa, it will be a fatal blow to themselves, and their cultivation talents are all very good, and when their cultivation improves, it will be even more difficult to deal with them.

Now that he is weak, he must not sit still, and must take the initiative.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling stopped, turned around and walked towards Fengyue Tower again.

This time, Mo Ling went straight to the front hall of Fengyue Tower, but went straight to the guest room behind Fengyue Tower.

Now unlike in the past, Mo Ling's body is extremely agile, and he walks through the house and crosses the ridge as if he is walking on the ground.

After a while, Mo Ling found the room where the disciples of Dugu Mountain Villa were.

At this time, they were already snoring, and each of them was still holding a bewitching woman in their arms, and they were immersed in a sweet dream.

Mo Ling secretly said in his heart: "I'm sorry, if you are a righteous gentleman with an upright body, I will definitely not make such a decision." But you are all greedy and lustful, and you are bullying people, so don't blame Lao Tzu!"

As soon as Mo Ling stretched out his hand, he only heard a crisp sound of broken bones, and the disciple couldn't wake up in his sleep.

There is less time for a cup of tea, and only the last room remains.

The décor of this room is completely different from the others, larger and more luxurious.

When Mo Ling walked in, he saw a person lying on the bed, and when he got closer, he saw that it was the disciple who was showing off his might in the front hall just now.

At this time, the Oiran who was in charge was no longer in the room, leaving the disciple alone.

No longer hesitating, Mo Ling went up directly and eliminated the disciple. But just as Mo Ling was about to leave, suddenly a package fell to the ground next to the bed, and the contents instantly spilled all over the ground.

Mo Ling was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a waist card scattered out of the package, a small yellow flag, and a wooden box. Mo Ling immediately picked it up, then quickly turned and left the room.

After Mo Ling left, two figures suddenly flashed in the empty room.

"Sect Master, aren't you looking for him, but why did you let him go?" said an old woman who was over half a hundred years old, to the Oiran who was in charge.

"The more I look at this man, the more interesting it becomes, I can't bear it!" said the Oiran with a charming face.