Mo Wentian picked up the bowl of wine, and as soon as it was brought to his mouth, his brows suddenly frowned, and he said coldly: "Xiao Er, you have a problem with this wine!"

I saw that the tavern junior turned around suddenly, and sneered: "Hehe, don't ask the sky, don't ask the sky, you have made it easy for our brothers to find it in the past eight years!"

As he spoke, the tavern junior drew out the short knife hidden in his sleeve: "Even your unsuccessful father died at the hands of our Blood Ghost Alliance, you dog mongrel should go down and reunite with your father's family today!"

That Xiao Er, no, it should be said that it was a small leader of the Blood Ghost Alliance, and suddenly called a few subordinates who were pretending to be guests and drinking beside them. Everyone drew out the short knives hidden in their sleeves, and the little leader shouted loudly: "The Blood Ghost Alliance is on business!

The guests drinking in the tavern suddenly dispersed, but one person did not move, the man was sitting in the corner dressed in white, slowly tasting the wine in the bowl!

The little leader didn't pay any attention to him.

just said viciously: "Mo Wentian, quickly hand over the thing from the Sword Villa, so that I can let you die a happy death, uncle." Otherwise, hey, hey, hey......"

Mo Wentian didn't respond, he still sat there motionless, the corners of his mouth grinned slightly, and he looked at these people from the Blood Demon Alliance with a light smile.

Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't take himself and the others in his eyes at all, the little leader immediately rushed towards Mo Wentian with those few people carrying short knives. said that it was too late, and then it was fast, I saw that Mo Wentian's right palm surged with golden internal force, and it slammed towards a few people on the opposite side, how could those minions of the Blood Ghost Alliance be Mo Wentian's opponents, and they were beaten by Mo Wentian with one move, and they vomited blood and flew upside down. Mo Wentian was unforgiving, and slammed a palm at those people, pitiful of these guys from the Blood Ghost Alliance, they wanted to catch Mo Wentian in exchange for some credit, but they didn't expect that Mo Wentian was no longer the little boy eight years ago. Mo Wentian stood up, spat at those people, and said impatiently: "I wanted to taste the good wine of this Northern Desert City, but I was stirred up by a few of you bugs! Damn!"

Mo Wentian turned around and walked towards the outside of the tavern, and before he could walk out, he heard a clear voice from the corner of the tavern: "This brother, how about making a friend?"

Mo Wentian turned to look at the voice, it was the man in white who was sitting in the corner watching the play during the fight just now.

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Okay!"

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The man in white had a smile on his face, like the breeze, which made people feel comfortable when they looked at it. Mo Wentian entered another tavern with the man in white, and as soon as he sat down, the man in white shouted: "Little Er, come to two jars of good Beidesert aging, today I will not get drunk with my little brother!"

When the wine and food were served, Mo Wentian drank the wine quietly, but did not take the initiative to speak. Seeing that Mo Wentian didn't say a word, the man in white smiled slightly: "Dare to ask your brother's surname?" I just saw that the little brother defused the attack of those people with a slight wave of his hand, and killed five or six people in an instant, dare to ask who he was trained from?"

Mo Wentian smiled noncommittally and replied: "In Xia Mo Wentian, the master is an old guy with a little-known name, and I am not as godly as you say, but I just happened to meet a few bedbugs and cleaned them up! Oh, I forgot to ask who is my brother's surname?"

"In Xia Jiang Feng, a swordsman in the red dust, a prodigal son in heaven and earth. The man in white named Jiang Feng said.

Mo Wentian glanced at the long sword on Jiang Feng's body, took a big sip of wine and said, "What a red dust swordsman!

The two pushed the cups and changed the lamps, and the dishes on the table did not move a few times, and the two jars of Northern Desert aging bottomed out. After he was full of wine and food, Jiang Feng asked, "Where is Brother Mo going this time?"

Mo Wentian replied: "The world is so big, where can I not ask the sky to go?

Jiang Feng glanced at Mo Wentian, and suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Mo is very cheerful!

Mo Wentian didn't have much resistance to the man in white in front of him, although he didn't know who he was now, he still replied with a smile: "It's an honor!"

The two did not go out of the Northern Desert City, but found a nearby inn to stay for the time being. Mo Wentian wanted to stay in the city for a few more days and experience this rare prosperity. Trapped on Luotuo Mountain all day long, although Mo Wentian went down the mountain this time to experience and find his own martial arts path, it was also very good to be able to taste the fireworks of the Nine Shadows Dynasty on the way to the experience.

The night came as scheduled, but Mo Wentian couldn't sleep, so he sat on the roof of the inn with the unique old wine of Tanbei Mocheng. The night breeze was slightly cool, Mo Wentian tightened his clothes and looked up at the stars in the sky.

Father, Uncle Mo, and everyone in Lijian Villa, which star in the sky are you now? Mo Wentian poured a large sip of wine into his mouth, lying on the roof with hazy eyes, and a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. The master asked me to go down the mountain to experience and find my own path of martial arts, saying that only then can I reach the peak of martial arts and defeat that old guy of Blood Yama! In the past eight years, there has not been a day when I haven't thought about avenging you, I just hate that I don't have so much strength now, and I can't personally slash that old bastard of Blood Yama!

Mo Wentian was drinking alcohol, and suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Brother Mo, why don't you sleep so late and come to this roof to drink." ”

The person who came was Jiang Feng, the man in white.

Jiang Feng sat down beside Mo Wentian, snatched the wine jar, and took a sip of it.

Only then did he say slowly: "Brother Mo is afraid that he doesn't have something on his mind, right? Alas! What can make the knights in the martial arts entangled is nothing more than martial arts, feelings, and hatred. It doesn't look like Brother Mo is bothered by martial arts problems, could it be that Brother Mo has a heart?"

Mo Wentian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"That's hatred! In this happy and vengeful rivers and lakes, which chivalrous warrior is not a man who will take revenge and take revenge? They all have a martial arts dream in their hearts, and they go to the end of the world with a sword, which sounds very chic, but how many people dare to be alone in this river and lake without any martial arts? Brother Mo, don't be too entangled, since it is hatred, then if you don't report it now, it must be because the opponent's strength is too strong. Let's see that Brother Mo has a good martial arts at his current age, and in another ten or twenty years, how many opponents in the world can be Brother Mo?"

"Don't hold me anymore, I still know how many catties and taels I have!" Mo Wentian smiled bitterly.

"Then again, Brother Mo, who is your enemy?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Feng deeply, and then said slowly: "Blood Yama!"

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment.

Then he spat on the ground and said, "! It's this old guy again!"

Mo Wentian was very curious, what's the matter? Could this guy be the same as himself? So he asked, "What's the matter, Brother Jiang? He can't be your enemy too, right?"

"Sort of...... Half an enemy!" Jiang Feng crossed his legs and stared at the darkness in the distance.

"Alas, let's not talk about this for now, on such a moonlit and clear night, we won't get drunk today!" Jiang Feng raised the wine jar in his hand and said.

In this way, the two guys who had just known each other for less than a day drank the wine one by one, and did not get up and return to their respective rooms until the sky was dark.

The next day, Mo Wentian got up early, although the Jindan True Qi in his body had already been completely absorbed by him, he still developed the habit of meditating for one big week and three small weeks every morning. After all this was done, Mo Wentian got up and washed his face, and came to Jiang Feng's door to call him for breakfast, who knew that this guy had already found a seat on the first floor of the inn, and the table was full of good wine and food, just waiting for Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian grinned and smiled slightly, and then sat down.

Jiang Feng picked up a wine jar, filled the bowl in front of the two of them with wine, and motioned for Mo Wentian to raise a glass together.

Mo Wentian smiled and said, "You guy didn't drink enough last night!"

"Wine is the second life of our chivalrous warriors, life is endless, and if you don't stop drinking, you won't be enough at any time!" Jiang Feng said lightly.

Mo Wentian ate food and drank wine, and said vaguely: "I'm not going to stay in this Northern Desert City anymore, I'm going to leave for other places today, what about you?"

"I, of course I'm with you, but I'm alone anyway. At least you can have a companion to walk the rivers and lakes together chic and happy, tsk, tsk, it's exciting to think about. ”

Mo Wentian doesn't know what to say, since you want to follow me, then follow me.

After eating, the two packed their luggage and left the inn, leaving the Northern Desert City and then going south to the extreme south. Mo Wentian carried the handful on his back, and walked towards the south with Jiang Feng, who was dressed in white, talking and laughing. As he was walking, a group of people suddenly flashed out from the front, and I saw that there were about twenty people in the group, all of them wearing armor and carrying long swords at their waists.

The leader was a strong man with a beard on his face, who was more than seven feet tall, and was born with a tall man and a big horse, like a cow. The bearded man looked at Mo Wentian and the others, and a heroic voice came: "Which one is Mo Wentian?"

Mo Wentian glanced at Jiang Feng and saw the schadenfreude in his eyes.

Jiang Feng whispered in Mo Wentian's ear: "Brother Mo, I didn't expect you to be quite famous, yesterday you were the group of people from the Blood Ghost Alliance, and today you are the subordinate of King Pingxi. Tsk, I'm so envious!"

Mo Wentian was puzzled: "How do you know that these people are the subordinates of King Pingxi?"

It is said that the 30,000 soldiers under the King of Pingxi are all outrageously strong, and they are even more invincible on the battlefield. In the entire Nine Shadows Dynasty, I am afraid that only the subordinates of the King of Pingxi in Fanyang City are qualified to wear it. ”

Mo Wentian nodded as if he didn't understand, raised his eyes to look at the group of soldiers in front of him, and said to the bearded man at the head: "I'm Mo Wentian, do you have something to do with me?"

The loud voice of the bearded man came again: "Young Master Mo, our prince wants to invite you to the Pingxi Royal Mansion as a guest, I don't know if you can enjoy your face?"

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do now, say hello to your prince on my behalf, and say that I will come to apologize and visit him in person when he has the opportunity. After Mo Wentian knew that this group of people was King Pingxi's subordinates, he thought of only one possibility, it must be the ghost of the county lord Wang Luoyi, originally thought that she said that it was a joke to let his father arrest me back to be a county horse, but I didn't expect this little girl to really do it.

Mo Wentian suddenly had a bitterness and couldn't speak, how can he say that he is also a talented person, right? How aggrieved is it to be caught back as a county horse like this? Not to mention that it is his own level, even if it reaches the ears of the old guy of the master, I am afraid that he will be scolded to death by him!

The beard said straightly: "Master Mo, please forgive the last general for being rude, when he came, the prince had already ordered, whether he invited you back or tied you back, he would bring you to the palace." I also hope that Master Mo will not make it difficult for the last general, so he will go back with us obediently!"

"Brother Mo, to be honest, I'm really curious about what this King of Pingxi is going to bring you back for?

Mo Wentian glanced at Jiang Feng beside him, then turned his head to the bearded man and said, "It means that I have to go?"

The bearded man said categorically: "Yes!"

"What happens if I don't agree to go?"

"Then the general will have to use force!"

"Come on!" Mo Wentian said to the beard with his hands behind his back, standing straight in place.

The bearded man shouted "up", and suddenly more than 20 soldiers rushed up with their fists waving. The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth smiled slightly, the golden mark in his eyebrows flashed, his arms were wrapped with strands of golden internal force, and his palms slammed forward. Mo Wentian knew that they were also ordered to come, and they didn't have any ill will towards themselves, and besides, they didn't know what to say to that little girl, so they left some strength when they made a move.

Although it was just a simple palm, none of the soldiers of the palace on the opposite side were martial arts people, so Mo Wentian easily knocked them to the ground, and in one move, they all fainted.

Jiang Feng looked at Mo Wentian in surprise: "Brother Mo, you ......"

Mo Wentian responded: "They don't have much malice towards me, and they are still ordered to come, not to hurt my life, so just knock them unconscious, let's leave as soon as possible." ”

Jiang Feng felt more and more that the young man beside him was unfathomable, when he was teaching the people of the Blood Ghost Alliance yesterday, although Mo Wentian also killed none of those people in one move, but compared to the more than twenty soldiers today, it was really a bit of a trivial. Besides, when Brother Mo made a move, his internal force was actually golden, and there was a pale golden mark in the center of his eyebrows, what was the origin of this guy? Jiang Feng thought to himself.

After dealing with these soldiers, Mo Wentian and Jiang Feng continued to walk south, but this time they did not take the main road, but took the small road. In order to avoid encountering those soldiers again, Mo Wentian can be regarded as having a hard time!

A few days further south, it is the extreme south of the Nine Shadows Dynasty, and I don't know what kind of people I will meet at that time. Mo Wentian and Jiang Feng were walking side by side, and suddenly a group of people flashed out from not far ahead.

I saw that this group of people were dressed in different clothes, each of them was carrying a big knife in their hands, and the leader was a middle-aged man about forty years old. The middle-aged man stroked the small handful of goatee with his hand, raised his knife and shouted in the direction of Mo Wentian and the others: "I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree." If you want to live from now on, stay and buy road money!"

Mo Wentian couldn't help laughing, this group of people is actually robbers here, but this line is too tasteless, right?

Mo Wentian glanced at the middle-aged man at the head, and said lightly: "You are the robbers here?"

The middle-aged man's face trembled slightly, and he said: "The robbers can't talk about it, they just occasionally kill someone and set it on fire, and kidnap a girl to be the lady of the village." ”

Mo Wentian hated this kind of person who did all kinds of evil in his heart, and he was just about to make a move, only to hear Jiang Feng beside him speak: "Brother Mo, how about these robbers handed over to me?"

Mo Wentian turned his head to look at Jiang Feng, only to see that the man in white beside him, who was rarely angry, was actually full of anger at this time. Mo Wentian nodded lightly, Jiang Feng pulled out the long sword behind him, and saw that the sword was milky white all over, and he couldn't tell what material it was.

Jiang Feng looked at the group of robbers with anger on his face, and said, "You bandits are all evil, they should be killed!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward with the long sword, and the middle-aged man saw that Jiang Feng was about to rush over, so he gritted his teeth and raised the knife to meet him. The swords intersected, and only a "ding" sound was heard, and the long knife in the man's hand broke in response, which was enough to see the sharpness of the long sword in Jiang Feng's hand!

Jiang Feng took advantage of the moment when the middle-aged man lost his mind, and slashed at the man with another sword, and immediately blood flowed, and the man was split in half by a sword from his neck to his waist. Mo Wentian glanced at Jiang Feng, who was standing in the rain of blood, the original white-clothed swordsman was now covered with red blood, as if he was from the underworld of hell.

The gang of robbers was also stunned by the scene in front of them, although everyone had a few lives in their hands, they had never seen such a murderer!

Suddenly, the group of robbers who were originally extremely arrogant turned around and ran back, running desperately one by one. This man is too powerful, he can't regret giving his life here, right? Jiang Feng took his sword and flew in front of the group of people with a volley.

"Big ...... Hero, spare your life!" said one of the robbers, whose legs went limp, and begged on his knees.

"Spare your life, why didn't you think about sparing your life when you killed those unarmed ordinary people?" Jiang Feng looked at this group of robbers with a sneer, no different from looking at the dead.

As he spoke, he swung out the milky white long sword in his hand again, and the sword aura swept by, and none of the robbers died in Jiang Feng's hands!

Mo Wentian looked at Jiang Feng expressionlessly, Jiang Feng saw Mo Wentian looking at him, and he also looked at Mo Wentian with his gaze. Suddenly, the previous "cheap smile" appeared on his face again, and he inserted the long sword back into the scabbard behind him.

Before Mo Wentian could speak, Jiang Feng said slowly, "Are you curious why I see them as if I see an enemy?"

Mo Wentian didn't speak, just nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Jiang Feng recalled to himself: "When I was eight years old, I met a group of robbers when I went out with my parents. My father hid me in a bush to save me, and I watched as the robbers killed my parents! From that time on, I swore that as long as I met robbers in my life, I would kill them all! No matter what kind of robbers, no one remained, they would be killed!" In the end, Jiang Feng was already gritting his teeth and spitting out every word.

Mo Wentian glanced at Jiang Feng, who was covered in blood beside him, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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