When the young white tiger's mouth was full of greasy, he poured the tea that Chen Mo poured for it, and drank it directly like a cow drinking water.

Eat and drink like this.

The young white tiger's belly was like a bottomless pit, and it didn't bulge for a quarter of an hour. And the amount of meat that Chen Mo ordered just now has been swept away.

Seeing this, Chen Mo casually drank some tea and got up to prepare to leave. At this time, the young white tiger, which was full of food and drink, used its greasy tiger mouth to rub directly against the robe worn by Chen Mo.

After the young white tiger rubbed the tiger's mouth, Chen Mo smiled bitterly despite the fact that the robe was full of oil. It jumped down from the wine table with the attitude of the world, and took the lead with a tiger step very leisurely.

Just as the tiger and the man were leaving after eating and drinking, five or six cultivators flew down from the heavenly sword.

These cultivators all had arrogant faces, and one of the leading people stepped forward with a portrait in his hand and asked a table of cultivators in the wine shop, "The Sword Sect is chasing and killing important criminals, have you ever seen it?"

Chen Mo, who got up and took the little white tiger to leave the wine shop, saw the portrait in the hands of the cultivator, which was exactly what he looked like when he was dirty, and there was a beautiful and gentle woman.

Although he was a little surprised, he did not appear flustered, but remained silent and continued to walk outside the wine shop.

The cultivator at the table in the wine shop looked at the two people painted on the portrait and replied with a smile: "I haven't seen the black face and carbon head on this painting. But the beauty in this portrait is really eager to know. ”

With that, he burst out laughing.

The leader of the questioning, when he heard that he was laughed at like this, immediately felt a little embarrassed, roared angrily, and then took off his sword and attacked the laughing cultivator.

Seeing the flying sword attacking him, the smiling cultivator didn't show much fear on his face. Instead, he unhurriedly took out a shield-like weapon made of unknown materials from the Sumeru bag, blocked the attack of the flying sword, and shouted excitedly: "Brothers, copy the guys." Fuck it. ”

With his shouting, several cultivators at the same table with him also took out weapons and magic weapons from the Sumeru bag with fierce faces, and then attacked the other cultivators of the Sword Sect.

In just an instant, the cultivators of these two sides were already fighting in this open-air wine shop, all kinds of glowing spells flying wildly, as well as all kinds of flying swords, intersecting in the air brightly, emitting a constant sound of sluggling.

The restaurant was in chaos in an instant.

For the two groups of people who suddenly fought in the restaurant.

The owner of the liquor store, as if he was very experienced, did not go forward to say anything about persuasion or anything like that. Instead, he packed up some valuable items and ran towards the town.

Other cultivators who were eating in the liquor shop saw a fight between cultivators. Some slippery heads, taking advantage of the boss's inability to pay attention to the checkout, flew to the sky with flying swords, intending to be a bill evader. And some cultivators who were not idle, with a good show mentality, ran to the sky outside to watch.

As for Chen Mo with the young white tiger, they are a tiger, that is, they have no interest in watching the excitement, and there is no need to escape orders, but they are already leisurely walking in the direction of the town.

With the young white tiger, he leisurely stayed away from Chen Mo in the wine shop, but followed by a group of sneaky cultivators.

These cultivators have no interest in fighting in the liquor store, they are just a group of mercenary cultivators for profit.

And Chen Mo, who had greatly increased his cultivation of the Six Desires Heart Sutra and the Five Senses, had already noticed the cultivators who were following him in the rear. But he didn't point it out immediately, but led the group of cultivators without a trace, heading towards the hillside of the no-man's land.

The mercenary cultivators who followed Chen Mo sneakily followed carefully all the way in the rear, but they saw that the person and tiger in front of them had already walked into an uninhabited place.

They were smiling, and this kind of fat sheep was exactly what they wanted. Being able to solve the golden pig in a deserted land, without any worries, and unknowingly solve the golden pig, isn't it their favorite to do business?

The owner of the liquor shop who ran to the town did not run for long. He saw a group of cultivator guards patrolling the town, and hurriedly ran over.

The owner of the liquor store, after a burst of distress-like gasps.

The patrol cultivator guard, after listening to the owner of the liquor store.

As they blew the signal for support, they followed the sweaty liquor shop owner towards his open-air liquor store.

The patrol guards can be so active, not because they are responsible for their duties, nor because they are familiar with the owner of the liquor store, but simply because of their interests.

The world of cultivators, the law of wealth, the key to four-character cultivation.

That's not nonsense. The open-air liquor shop is located right on the main traffic artery of the town, and the daily wealth is rolling in, but there are also many troubles in it.

Why do people work hard to cultivate, immortality is one thing, what matters is to be able to do what they want to do, what is righteous and courageous, hoe the strong and help the weak, fight against injustice, be a hero, and walk to the peak of life.

Of course, there are also some people who like to tease women from good families on the street, burn, kill and loot, and be a bad guy who does all kinds of evil......

To put it more clearly, to practice hard, is nothing more than to be a person who is not bound by rules.

Once a person learns something powerful, he naturally wants to break the rules. The life of being brave and ruthless, happy to fight against each other, and starting to fight without a word abounds in the world of cultivators.

A place like an open-air liquor store is not a place where people come and go. It's normal to have a dozen in three days and a fuss every two days.

When they are patrolling and guarding, they naturally won't waste manpower to keep people safe for no reason. And the so-called filial piety of the owner of this wine shop is naturally less than them, these cultivators who maintain law and order.

Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others.

They understand, and the owner of the liquor store naturally understands the stakes. So after the accident, the owner of the wine shop thought that it would be them, and they would not be so favored by others in vain, but chose to watch from the sidelines.

With the patrol guards of the town, they arrived at the open-air wine shop.

The battle was also heating up right there.

The patrol guards who rushed first shouted some words such as surrender and not killing, which were not nutritious.

Seeing that the two sides had no intention of stopping, they did not step forward to stop it by force. Instead, he gathered the cultivators on both sides of the battle to prevent them from escaping afterwards, and watched leisurely from the sidelines.

What a left hook, a right hook.

Those words that are not big enough to see the excitement are constantly coaxing and resounding on the battlefield.

On both sides of the battle, they saw that the patrol guards had arrived.

The two sides have already fought a fire and the two gangs will naturally not stop there. They also heard the cultivators next to them, constantly making noises. How can a cultivator be soft, and it is even more difficult to distinguish between those who kill.

Chen Mo, who was walking towards the uninhabited hillside, took the young white tiger and walked behind a recessed dirt slope. He lay down on his stomach, intending to sit and wait for the cultivators who followed.

did not let Chen Mo and the young white tiger wait for a long time. The cultivators who followed disappeared on the dirt slope in front of them, seeing the man and tiger following them.

They no longer hid, their faces showed fierce lights, holding all kinds of magic weapons and weapons, and quickly chased them up the hillside.

When they walked to the dirt slope, they saw a man and a tiger lying on the slope, although they lost their minds for a moment, but they knew that their whereabouts had just been lost, and they all shouted.

One of them, a fierce man with a beard on his face, even threatened: "Boy! If you are realistic, you will take out all the gold yuan and treasures on your body." Maybe the uncle is happy and can spare you a dog's life, otherwise ......"

"As for the little white tiger next to you, the uncle also took it for you. ”

"Haha......"

After the fierce man finished speaking, he laughed with his accomplices.

Chen Mo, who was lying on his stomach in the broken earth, showed a trace of fear on his face, and slowly pulled out the Divine Sword Tianqi from his back.

The divine sword that exuded lightning clouds made the fierce man and his accomplices show greed one after another, and they continued to intimidate Chen Mo: "Boy, hurry up and throw that divine sword." ”

The young white tiger next to Chen Mo was already looking like an impatient tiger, and not long after Chen Mo took out his divine sword, he pounced on the group of mercenary cultivators with greedy faces.

A gust of wind blew by.

Those greedy mercenary cultivators hadn't reacted yet, and they were directly slapped to the ground by the young white tiger, the strange tiger palm.

The mercenary cultivator who was slapped to the ground vomited blood again and again, and his face was already looking at the young white tiger, revealing unbelievable fear.

But what was waiting for them was a ray of light, and there was already a bloody wound in their necks, constantly bubbling with blood!

Then, his eyes began to drift.

The mercenary cultivator who solved the roadblock and robbery, the expression on Chen Mo's face did not change in the slightest.

Silently put away, with a trace of blood, the sword is missing.

Turning his head to look around, he put away the Sumeru bags on the waists of those mercenary cultivators, and continued to walk in the direction of the town with the young white tiger with a proud tiger on his face.

When I arrived at the gate of the town, I heard what those passers-by said: The cultivators on both sides who had been making trouble in the open-air wine shop just now had been taken away and detained by the town's patrol cultivator guards.

As for what was waiting for those two group of cultivators, Chen Mo didn't have the heart to care, but went directly to the most luxurious palace in the town.