The sky is clear, the white clouds are long, and it is another beautiful day.

"What's going on?"

"I'm not dead, where is this!"

Mo Fanfang woke up, his eyes were a little confused, and he looked at the unfamiliar environment around him with puzzled eyes. Everywhere is empty, white clouds are surging, the sun is mild and bright overhead, and there is nothing else in the eyes, is this in the sky?

Little girl, endless monsters, is that kind of a dream?

But if it's just a dream, why is it so real, why is my heart still aching. Although he didn't know why, Mo Fan knew that he must have been secretly manipulated by others, and he could let himself fall into the Tao without realizing it, and the strength of the other party was definitely not simple. In a strange and unknown realm, he cautiously looked around, but found that there were no figures or clues.

It's useless to think too much, since he is safe and sound, the mysterious person must have something to ask for, don't worry about his safety for the time being, and first check whether he has been left behind to hide his hands is practical. Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, Mo Fan stared at himself with the method of internal vision, but found that there was nothing unusual about himself, only a little tired.

Without a secret hand, Mo Fan's heart could be put down, and after meditating and breathing, he began to check his storage bag, but found that he had not lost anything, which made him wonder!

"Hehe, interesting!"

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't want to, Mo Fan laughed, took out some pastries from the storage bag and ate them simply, drank a few sips of wine, rested for a while and began to breathe on the spot. Before he knew it, the sun was shining, Mo Fan felt movement and woke up from his meditation, and when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a mysterious old man with white hair, followed by an old acquaintance and a rare tapir beast.

"Xiaoyou woke up, I'm sorry, this beast made you suffer, blame the old man for not taking care of him when he was drunk yesterday, this wine has been drunk and there is nothing to entertain, how about a cup of tea and some fruit!"

The mysterious white-haired old man took the initiative to greet Mo Fan with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, a set of tables and chairs was set up in front of him, and a set of elegant and simple tea sets and a fruit bowl were placed on the table.

"The predecessors are polite, this must be an ancient tapir beast, and it is the only one who makes people tricked and can't figure out the situation!

For the unfathomable mysterious old man in front of him, Mo Fan was a little vigilant in his heart, and he was extremely polite when he replied, and patted a sycophant by the way. Seeing the tapir beast, he also probably understood why he had that kind of encounter, being played by a beast in the palm of his hand, what else could he do except think he was unlucky, even if he wanted revenge, he had to have that strength.

Watching people serve food, Mo Fan was not so polite to Ming Dao, who wanted to play with himself in the palm of his hand, and spoke with a spear. If he hadn't been able to beat him, he would have rushed up early and would have been beaten up, so as to vent his frustrated resentment, and it was not his style to have revenge and not revenge.

"Senior, are you so idle in the Heaven Patrol Palace? wander around, where have you been going these days, you have tortured me clearly, and now I have heard that you are showing off your power in our Mo family, are you so majestic!"

"Presumptuous! I don't know whether to live or die! If it weren't for the dream senior, I would slap you to death, hum!"

Seeing that Mo Fan dared to be so rude, Ming Dao scolded him sharply, and continued with a gloomy face: "Bastard boy, your ability is not bold but very big, and you will play all of us between applause with one trick!

"Hehe, the seniors have won the award, have you hugged the beauty? If not, don't blame the juniors for planning to steal love with a horizontal knife, if you can get the heart of a stunning beauty like Sister Mei Lin, it is worth dying, hehe!"

Mo Fan looked at Ming Dao with a mocking look, picking on other people's painful feet, I don't want to make you unhappy, I don't care about him, the so-called Douhuang.

"You're looking for death!"

"Hehe, the peony flower is dead, and the ghost is also romantic, I have died several times, and I don't care about dying one more time. Senior, don't you have confidence in yourself, and you plan to beat me now, and want to kill me, a rival in love, to prevent future troubles?"

Mo Fan continued to tease Ming Dao without fear, and in just a few words, the spirit fruits in the fruit bowl entered his stomach. Seeing that the tea was brewed, he was not polite to the host, let alone Mingdao's dark face, so he took the tea in his hand and tasted it slowly, revealing an exaggerated and intoxicated appearance.

"Well, good tea!

After a cup of tea, the whole body was refreshed, and Mo Fan instantly understood the preciousness of this tea. He licked his face and smiled and took the teapot from the table to add a cup to the two, and added a cup to himself, he was not afraid of the hot mouth of the tea, he drank the tea in the cup in one go, and then continued to add his own drink, chewing and swallowing all the tea leaves into his stomach or unfinished, looking at the master quietly without speaking.

The meaning of his expression was obvious, he didn't drink enough tea, just like a child who didn't eat enough candy and reached out to an adult to ask for it. The white-haired old man was amused by his funny expression, and he didn't blame the smile for taking out another box of tea leaves to continue making tea, if the deputy pavilion master of the Strange Pavilion was reluctant to give the guests to drink the tea, it would be a shame and a big shame.

Seeing Mo Fan taking the initiative to add tea to others, Ming Dao knew that there was fraud, but it was not easy to say anything, in his impression, this bastard boy was a shameless, unreasonable, selfish and selfish young man, how could he be so sensible and polite. Sure enough, Mo Fan's next behavior made people cry and laugh in shock, and the mysterious old man couldn't help laughing, with a strange look on his face.

"Old bastard, why don't you call me for tea!"

As soon as I heard a deep voice, an old man dressed in black appeared in front of him, sitting there without anger and self-authority, and his breath was as deep as the abyss and the sea. Ming Dao hurriedly got up and bowed, and Mo Fan also saluted, giving due respect to the real strong man naturally shaking.

Make tea and drink tea, drink tea and make tea, the kind white-haired old man has enough tea, Mo Fan drank it with a cheeky face, he drank almost two pots alone, and he was cheeky to ask for some tea from his predecessors. This senior was also magnificent, and without saying a word, he gave Mo Fan half a catty of tea, and Ming Dao sat on the side with envy.

"Xiaoyou, I haven't asked you who you are, which junior are you, you have such cultivation at a young age, how can you get on the bar with Xiao Mingzi?"

The first time he heard someone call Mingdao Xiao Mingzi, Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, looking at the kind old man and wondering what his identity was, then he smiled and glanced at the clouds surging around and said: "Senior, this day is changing, everything is always new, in this vast universe, who really knows who they are? I am not who I am, I am me, I am just me, you call me Mo Fan, hehe! Are you still satisfied with this answer?"

"Haha! That's right!"

The mysterious old man laughed, obviously very satisfied with Mo Fan's answer, brushed his beard and introduced himself to the identity of Ming Dao and the other old man, which is not small!

"Little friend, this little Mingzi doesn't need me to introduce it, this stuffy old man is the current deputy pavilion master of the Tiangong Hall Casting Pavilion Yang Mingwei, don't look at him now he is serious, in fact, he is very sullen in his heart! ”

Being slandered so much in front of the juniors, Old Man Yang immediately couldn't sit still, blew his nose and glared unceremoniously began to reveal the shortcomings of the old man, and said it with a unique charm in his hoarse voice.

"You are damn old and not ashamed and dare to slander me, who has entered the method of dreams into Xiao Tiantian's dream and acted mischiefly, and was hunted down for 90,000 miles......"

"Cut, I don't know who is peeking at the little fairy of Guanghan Heavenly Palace in Mirror Lake, and he doesn't dare to go out when the door is blocked, do you still dare to go to Guanghan Heavenly Palace now?"

......

In this way, the two old men exposed each other's shortcomings, Mo Fan smiled and listened to it with relish, while Ming Dao was embarrassed, smiling wryly and pretending to cough "cough cough cough" cough non-stop, wanting to remind the two seniors not to let people see jokes.

"Stinky boy, you're sick, you can't stop coughing!

Old man Yang scolded Ming Dao unceremoniously, but when he saw Mo Fan's smiling appearance, he immediately understood something, glared at Old Man Meng snorted coldly and turned his head away to stop making a sound, Old Man Meng glared in return and coughed a few times to relieve his embarrassment.

Damn, I haven't heard enough of the exciting story, Mo Fan was a little unsatisfied, he was stunned for a moment and returned to normal, pretending not to hear anything, got up and bowed to his fists, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be all the seniors, your big names are really thunderous, long admiration, juniors are rude!"

Seeing that all the seniors had to be respectful, and Mo Fan had no respect for the etiquette of the upper and lower levels, Mingdao really couldn't see it, and scolded ruthlessly with a cold face: "Bastard boy, I have admired your size for a long time, what do you know about a mountain boy, you dare to be so rude in front of your predecessors, and say those polite words on the rivers and lakes, didn't your father teach you the rules of life?"

"What, you're going to teach me for my father?"

Mo Fan didn't let in his words at all, looked at Ming Dao with a mocking look and said: "Senior, this is the most basic rule on the rivers and lakes to say that it is the most basic rule to look up for a long time, if I don't know each other, do you think that I am lonely and unheard, or do you think that the two seniors are nobodies with no reputation!"

"Bastards are looking for death, and the prestige of the two seniors is also something you can slander!

Ming Dao endured the anger in his heart, looked at Mo Fan with an unkind face, and his words were already a lot colder.

Ignoring Ming Dao's angry face, Mo Fan's sharper words had already been served, and he continued to ridicule with a wicked smile, not afraid of the anger of a fighting emperor.

"Hehe, I can't, then can you senior!"

"Have you heard that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry, do you know why you can't catch up with Sister Mei Lin?

"Even if Sister Mei Lin has a little affection for you, I'm afraid she won't want to be a widow for you for the rest of your life!

......

"Bastard, shut up, I'm going to kill you!"

Annoyed and angry, Ming Dao roared at Mo Fan, and raised his hand ruthlessly, which was a "Qianyuan Tiangang hand".