said that Jiang Ergongzi was about to succeed, but there was a loud laugh beside him: "Jiang Gongzi, I don't know who this son-in-law is?"

People followed the voice, this is a strong man in his early forties, although he is not tall, but the murderous aura all over his body is bulging, which makes Mo Changfeng instantly think of the martial arts master in the movie!

"Haha, Lin Ying Lin Darthead, Changfeng is a distant cousin of mine, surnamed Mo, I met Lin San and them in the forest just now......" For some reason, Jiang Feng actually concealed Mo Changfeng's identity, which made Mo Changfeng's eyebrows tightly locked, thinking about Jiang Feng's intentions.

"It turned out to be Mo Gongzi, fortunately!" Although Jiang Feng's words were full of loopholes, Lin Ying didn't care so much, but stretched out his hand to Mo Changfeng.

"Lin Darthead, fortunately!" Mo Changfeng responded politely, stretching out his hand and shaking Lin Ying.

Lin Ying's palms were very rough and hard, feeling like old tree bark, giving people a feeling of old and thick.

"Ahh

"Haha, I'm really sorry, Lin thought that Mo Gongzi had practiced his family, and the strength in his hands was inevitably a little bigger, misunderstanding, misunderstanding~" Completely capturing the change in Mo Changfeng's expression, Lin Ying hurriedly dispersed the strength in his hand and apologized to Mo Changfeng.

"Hey, Lin Darthead actually has a time to look away, but Changfeng is really a cousin of my distant relative, although Lin Darthead is relieved. At this time, Jiang Feng stood between the two of them and snorted.

Lin Ying's hand was really strong just now, Mo Changfeng's one hand seemed to be a little swollen, Jiang Feng was very distressed when he saw it, and he actually stretched out his hand to appease one or two with pity;

But at this moment, Jiang Feng's claws were undoubtedly the same as Mo Changfeng's claws, and Mo Changfeng was terrified, and quickly hid his hand behind him.

“......”

Seeing Mo Changfeng and Jiang Feng's inhuman behavior, Lin Ying, the leader of the dart team who killed and fought resolutely, also coughed very uncomfortably, and said, "Lin still has some things, so I won't bother the two of you." ”

"Lin Jiaotou, please~" Lin Ying is tantamount to a light bulb, he wants to leave, Jiang Feng can't ask for it, he is very happy.

Lin Ying glanced at Mo Changfeng sympathetically, Mu Ran turned around and left, but when he left, he was speechless in his heart: "Jiang Junzhou's prestige is boundless, how can it ...... Alas~'

Let's talk about this side,

Seeing Lin Ying away, Jiang Feng returned to the original topic and pointed to the carriage not far away: "Changfeng, I'll accompany you to change your clothes." ”

"!!" seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, Mo Changfeng shook off Jiang Feng's pull like an electric shock, and glared at a pair of angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Huh?" Mo Changfeng's sudden reaction scared Jiang Feng away.

However, what Mo Changfeng couldn't imagine was that his strength, in Jiang Feng's eyes, actually gave birth to a strong manly overlord atmosphere, which made him gradually give birth to appreciation and infatuation.

However, Jiang Feng is not stupid, he knows the truth of gradual progress, and after smiling at Mo Changfeng at the moment, he called Zhu Ba: "Zhu Ba, you will accompany Changfeng to the carriage to change clothes later, remember, pick the one with the best material." ”

Mo Changfeng saw the honest Zhu Ba coming, and his heart was much more stable, and he simply thanked Jiang Feng: "Thank you!"

Hearing Mo Changfeng's thanks, Jiang Feng was very useful, and shook the folding fan in his hand: "Changfeng, after changing your clothes, let Zhu Ba follow you temporarily, well, see that the time is about to start rushing, and we will talk in the evening." ”

Seeing Jiang Feng's blinking eyes when he turned to leave, Mo Changfeng's expression was in a trance, and his head was about to explode!

.........

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Three nights later

The dark night was filled with a white moonlight, and the road was still lined with lush jungles, but in a place with a relatively flat line of sight, more than a dozen fires once again brightened the night.

Beside a certain fire, Mo Changfeng looked up at dozens of bright moons in the sky, silent

Dozens of celestial bodies in the night sky, of different sizes, to Mo Changfeng's surprise, their movement trajectory was completely irregular, no matter day or night, all over the sky.

What fascinated Mo Changfeng the most was the largest celestial body, and he even suspected that the planet he was on revolved around it.

The movement of celestial bodies is not out of the category of gravitation, and Mo Changfeng also summed up a conclusion, he did not travel to the past or the future, he was just moved from the earth to here by some force, that is, at this moment, the earth is still the same earth, but there is one less Mo Changfeng.

Regarding this, Mo Changfeng even decided that the planet under his feet was still in the solar system, and the marble-sized sun in the white sky was the sun on the earth!

The most important point in coming to this conclusion is also where Mo Changfeng is puzzled, the text here is like a small seal, and the language is also six or seven points similar to Chinese!

How can words and language be so similar to the ancient times of the motherland?

.........

The night sky, from time to time fluctuated a touch of dazzling auroras, mostly blue, it is very good-looking, Mo Changfeng originally planned to go to the polar region to see the northern lights after work, but he did not expect to complete his wish in advance, the aurora flickered for three nights, although it was dazzling, but it was also a little tired.

Time is a very interesting word, and it is also the word that Mo Changfeng thinks about the most in the past few days, the time in this world seems to be a little subtle, Mo Changfeng feels that his metabolism, and even his thinking reaction, are slower than on the earth;

However, everything here, celestial bodies, day and night, people and animals, vegetation, everything seems to be extremely harmonious, if it weren't for Mo Changfeng just being in a different world, he would never have found it;

Now, Mo Changfeng has a feeling that if he stays here for half a year or even a few months, he will never feel these subtle changes again.

What is it that has moved itself from Earth to here? It can be called interstellar travel, which is far beyond the reach of the current technology of the earth, is it aliens? Or is there a ghost in the world?

There are many opinions about ghosts and gods, but there is a universally accepted iron law, that is, 'it is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not'

Mo Changfeng is not stubborn, although he has been taught to believe in science since he was a child, but as he grows older and his knowledge is richer, Mo Changfeng gradually began to agree with a sentence, the end of science is theology, or the science that people know is not the road to truth, but a winding path.

For his interstellar crossing, Mo Changfeng believes in the so-called 'ghosts and gods', one of which is based on that strange scene, a large rolling mountain range, the peaks of the mountains are covered with snow, and the golden peak of the snow peak......

In the past few days, Mo Changfeng often recalled this scene, but every time he thought of the Golden Peak of Snow Peak, the memory in his mind would be shattered, and there would be a sharp stinging pain that would follow, making him unable to condense and recall this scene.

I can't think about it, I can't grasp the dream that I can't remember, Mo Changfeng has a strong feeling in his heart, everything, the truth, is all in this ethereal dream, it's just that how can I remember it? How can I unravel it?

.........

"Ha, Brother Mo is contemplating at the moon again, this is the third night, do you remember something?" With a rough and honest voice, Dong Sheng patted Mo Changfeng's shoulder.

Dong Sheng, is a dart master of the Flying Eagle Dart Bureau, who is generous and kind, and after a few days of travel, he is very speculative with Mo Changfeng, so he taught Mo Changfeng a lot of things, of course, there are also some boxing routines;

To Dong Sheng's surprise, no matter Mo Changfeng's physique or understanding, he was simply a martial arts wizard who was unique in a hundred miles.

Mo Changfeng is a martial arts wizard?

For this point of view, Mo Changfeng almost laughed off his big teeth: because he is an orphan, he has been seriously undernourished since he was a child, and sports has always been his shortcoming, and even created his extreme.

But now, Mo Changfeng lifted a hundred and ten catties of stones effortlessly? What's even more amazing is that the thoughts in his mind are also extremely clear, and his action reactions, including memory, have improved by N grades!

With the all-round growth of physical fitness and intelligence, Mo Changfeng himself couldn't help but sigh, judging from his current situation, he is simply a talent with both civil and military skills on the earth.

Of course, Mo Changfeng's explanation of all this is nothing more than the difference between gravity and time, just like an astronaut can lift a hundred pounds in one fell swoop, one step at a time.

For the word 'crossing', Mo Changfeng's only excitement is that like the protagonist in Xianxia novels, cultivating immortals, the sword is in the air, everything is destroyed when he waves his hand, and everything is born when he raises his hand.

However, and eggs,

The imagination is very plump, the reality is very skinny, as far as Dong Sheng knows, on the Mu Chen Continent, there is no such thing as cultivating immortals at all, but an era of naked cold weapon violence, just like movies and costume dramas, you cut me, I shoot you an arrow,

What makes Mo Changfeng happy is that the people who practice martial arts here can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, walk in the rain without lines, be quiet and dragonfly point water, step on the snow without a trace, wave your hand can be a thousand catties, you can also break a boulder...

The people who practice martial arts on the Muchen Continent also have ranks, and they are generally divided into: martial artist, martial master, martial sect, martial honor, grandmaster, great grandmaster, six ranks.

The Dong Sheng next to him is a veritable martial artist, and he has already stepped into the martial arts stage with half a foot, so he became a small leader in the dart team, and he was happy to be idle, so he befriended Mo Changfeng.

"Brother Dong!" Mo Changfeng turned his head and smiled kindly, for Dong Sheng, Mo Changfeng was still very grateful in his heart, this big brother took care of himself very much.

"How about Brother Mo, I taught you the short style of the knife world last night, do you want to compare and compare again?"

Dong Sheng's martial arts skills are very high, but he is also very proud, Mo Changfeng is so young that he can match him, but it makes Dong Sheng curious and angry at the same time, and he can't help but rise to be competitive, so he never forgets it, and wants to learn from Mo Changfeng whenever he has free time.

"Okay, let's try it!"

Mo Changfeng was also very happy about Dong Sheng's invitation, since he discovered that his body was abnormal, he also liked martial arts, and learning from Dong Sheng helped him improve, which was something he couldn't ask for.

Coming to an open space not far from the fire, Mo Changfeng rolled up his sleeves and picked up the prepared short knife from the ground.

In addition to the dart masters who were on duty next to the dart car, most of the remaining people leaned over and surrounded Mo Changfeng and Dong Sheng in the center.

Under the gaze of nearly a hundred pairs of eyes, Mo Changfeng lost the restraint and shyness of the previous few days, took a few small wrong steps with his right foot, squatted into a small pony step, and the short knife was horizontal in front of his chest.

"Brother Dong, come on!"

"It's coming!"

Dong Sheng's right wrist rotated, the blades in his hands were staggered and changing, and there were even eight-figure steps under his feet, rushing towards Mo Changfeng.