Poisonous bee words, one out.

Suddenly, the twelve seven-star disciples who guarded the carriage felt a chill in their hearts!

These words were originally said by the rich disciple last night. And at this moment, it comes out of the mouth of the poisonous bee. That can only mean that these 4,000 bandits were already ambushed nearby last night.

Being stared at by 4,000 hungry wolves all night, it's hair-making to think about...

“......”

but

At the same time, Mo Xian, who was walking quickly, slowed down his pace and looked a little puzzled...

Mo Xian is different from Xiahou, he has always been a very calm person, including now.

The words of the poisonous bee just now, although they were full of strong irony, also concealed another layer of meaning. That is, they came last night, but they didn't take advantage of their most tired time to sneak attack.

This is kindness, but it is precisely this kindness that makes Mo Xian deeply puzzled.

Resentful bandits, a group of mountain bandits who do not pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes and kill people like numbness. For decades, I had never heard of them having allies, and the Seven Stars had never crossed paths with them, let alone favors...

So where does the kindness come from?

The poisonous bee walked towards Mo Xian, still smiling and sneering:

"Senior brother, why do you still want to fight?"

He tilted his head and pointed behind him with a steel thorn:

"The boy who was less than 2,000 yesterday beat you out of the milk. There are 4,000 wolves here. ”

"It's really fighting, your milk is not enough to be milked. ”

The tone is still sarcastic, but the goodwill is already very clear, and they have not thought of going to war...

Mo Xian stopped, didn't speak, he was waiting...

The scattered cold birds returned to their nests again, and from time to time they squeaked and chirped.

"Could it be that our senior brother only fights. Can't even speak to people?"

Maybe the poisonous bee felt that talking to himself was too boring, so he thought of a way to tease Mo and say something...

"Say it quickly. ”

Mo Xian coldly replied with only two words.

Because, it was not early, and he didn't want to waste his time on this boring conversation.

"Tsk..."

"It's not a bit of a mood, how can you mix in the rivers and lakes in the future?"

"It's a shame that I'm still thinking about accepting you into the gang."

The poisonous bee pursed his face and walked in a figure-eight step full of gangsterism. Coming to Mo Xian, two inches apart, eye to eye, nose to nose, as if provocative.

The fighting spirit of interest rate cuts has risen again.

Twelve silver swords, slowly out of the body. Four thousand wolves, big knives slightly...

The cold wind carried a murderous aura, whistling for half a mile of mountains and forests.

After a long pause,

The poisonous bee suddenly had cold eyes and said:

"Have you had breakfast?"

“......”

Poisonous bees, this is not shocking, and death is endless.

These words not only stunned Leng Jun's Mo Xian, but even the four thousand wolf cubs behind him were embarrassed, not to mention the dozen or so seven-star disciples.

This mountain bandit robbed the road, but he didn't plan to block the road and kill people and steal goods, so he also wanted to say something cruel. But where have you ever seen such a nonsensical bee as a poisonous bee, and when you come up, you ask people if they have something to eat?

"Speak quickly!"

Mo Xian was very displeased

As the second leader of the resentful bandits, who faces the poisonous bees on the rivers and lakes is not submissive. But Mo Xian is such a person, he speaks directly, simply, and never leaves half a face.

Besides, he's in a hurry right now...

"Cut, what bullshit big brother. ”

Originally, the poisonous bee was going to say something else, but people didn't want to deal with him at all.

Immediately, he lost interest, and only stopped in front of Mo Xian for less than three breaths, then turned around and walked back...

He whispered as he walked.

"The boss said. ”

"Let's send a little gift and clean up the forest by the way. ”

"So, let's grab our things after breakfast. That kid of yours is about to lose his life..."

“......”

People go, the words are over...

Fighting spirit.

The cold wind howls from the north to the south,

The tiger and wolf retreated, and the forest returned.

It was, a false alarm.

The horse was no longer alarmed, its hooves of stepping on the mud became casual, and the straightened reins slowly hung down to the ground.

It's just that the person who led the horse and the seven-star disciple who watched the horse were a little at a loss.

Half a mile of resentful bandits, Jiao'er Lang escaped into the depths of the banyan forest. Leaving behind a field of grass and mud that had been almost flattened by them...

In the center of the muddy floor, there are more than 100 carriages full of cloth bags and wooden boxes, as well as more than 100 helpless horsemen leading the carriages...

"Senior brother... What's going on?"

“......”

Yueyang City,

North of the city, Yueyang Tower.

Railing on the 81st floor.

A monk, a horse, a pot of wine, a porcelain cup, and a handful of silver dust thrown on the ground...

Taoist, today is very sloppy.

The silver crown on his head had disappeared nowhere, and his hair was messy with sweat, and the wine juice was clumped together and stuck to his cheeks. The silver-white robe is crooked and loose, and the yellow, yellow, green and green land are stained with a few puddles of dirt...

He held the bar in one hand and the jug in the other, and shook himself like a madman in the railing. From time to time, I poured a few sips of sake into my mouth, drank half of it, and poured it to the ground.

"A bunch of ungrateful... The dog baby..."

"You fucking Zheng casually... Back then, you were beaten by Cao Renxuan so much that you didn't even recognize your mother... At last... It's not like I'm going to give it to you... Get back to the field... What... You're fucking... Say I'm not your boss..."

“... Chen Suixin, your clothes back then were still ......"

“... If I hadn't stayed in Yueyang to protect white-eyed wolves like you... You've alhad... ...... by the Celestial Master"

“... You think crazy people are easy to mess with?... The ghost old man was all taken north by them... What are you guys... Stuff... Actually..."

"And you... Lu Suifeng!"

"Aren't you Lu Fengxian's scholar... What... How can we seven brothers have your share... Why don't you say you can't go up the mountain..."

“... Now it's okay... The old ghost's grandson is gone... I'll see what you do! I see you Lu Suifeng ......"

“......”

The Taoist is Li Qingfeng, who keeps talking nonsense and talking about old things. Sometimes he groaned to himself, sometimes he danced loudly and roared.

He's drunk...

Familiar with others, I haven't seen him drunk like this for so many years...

Like what

The monk who had been standing beside Li Qingfeng, he didn't see it, and he didn't speak. Even if Li Qingfeng's vomit gradually reached his shiny monk's robe, he never saw a trace of his abnormality.

It's calm...

He just held a huge string of black Buddhist beads and kept spinning. Gazing at the mountain of the West Side...

Mountain, is to ask the Tianshan Mountain.

The red mangs covered three or four out of ten of the mountains.

In Yueyang City, some wealthy families who know the inside story have begun to pack up one after another, prepare enough food and grass, and seem to be going to travel far away. The rest of those who didn't know the inside story sent more people to surround the Wentian Mountain Pass layer by layer.

The most pitiful are the ignorant people.

No one is going to tell them what the red clouds really represent. The officials of the government, except for coming to collect taxes on time every month, never cared about their life and death.

As for the official notices in front of the entrance of the Sicheng vegetable market, what is posted is still the past 20 years ago...

The people are like this, and the merchants are a level higher than them. At this point, it's not much better...

Downstairs in Yueyang,

The Yingshui ferry not far away.

Due to the blockade of the city by strongmen in the past few days, it is full of all kinds of ships.

On the banks of the river, there are piles of goods that have been stagnant for many days, and people who are anxious and not anxious...

The anxious are the merchants in the city. They were watching as their goods were savagely removed by thousands of black-clothed men and thrown into the distance...

Their pained expressions were undisguised. A cold sweat, from the inside out, soaked their padded jackets.

It really hurts...

Although, those men in black just threw the goods far away, not robbing them. However, these rough treated goods are their savings for a year, or even half of their net worth...

If there is any mistake, it will be a fatal thing for these merchants.

It's just that the pain of the flesh is the pain of the flesh, but no one dares to persuade him, let alone stop him.

Because

At this moment, just behind them, two predators were standing.

Two business predators who are ten million times more terrifying than those fierce and vicious men in black. In front of the two predators, these businessmen are not even fish and shrimp...

The warm winter sun is shining.

Two long figures were reflected, slapping heavily on the anxious people behind them.

The difference between the two figures is obvious. A huge one is like a mountain, and it is as round as a ball. A graceful and provocative.

It's gold not changing, and that beautiful woman.

They were indifferently raising their heads and looking at the eighty-first floor of Yueyang Tower.

It may be that Jin Buchang's clothes are too splendid, reflecting the sun, shining on the beautiful woman, making her look golden and expensive at the same time, a layer of fragrant sweat appears.

"He finally rebelled. ”

The slender hand pinched the vermicelli between the collarbone and the forehead of the beautiful woman, caressing...

Although it is 20 years late, the friendship of that year is still there after all. It's not too late to rebel now. ”

Jin Buchang didn't move, but his greasy face was full of smiles.

"In case of profit, you will advance, and in case of danger, you will retreat, and in the end it will be your own people who will be harmed. Ask Tianzhi is the best example, such an ally should not be. ”

He said this slowly, with contempt.

Fortunately, the people standing around were all merchant gentry. If there were scribes and Confucian scholars present, it would inevitably lead to a life-and-death battle.

The old man who asked the sky represents the will of the world's learning and wisdom. What kind of copper stinker can be slandered, even if he is a business giant, he can't do it...

The beautiful woman casually threw away the half-wet vermicelli handkerchief...

"What about you?"

"The blood of the dragon and phoenix, the ginseng of ten thousand years, is only available in the palace. In case that one doesn't give it, even if Yue Yang passes, he won't be able to save that kid. And if that kid really dies, do you want to continue gambling?

She twisted a clean one from her waist wrap again, continued to caress her undulating breasts, and said charmingly.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Jin Buchang turned his huge head and bent slightly. Grinning two horrible fat lips, he looked at the two rabbits that were slightly red by the silk handkerchief.

"Without ghost planning, that immortal in Yueyang, even if he has been stationed for another thirty years, it is just a Lying Mountain Tiger. ”

He raised his big hand, gently brushed away the silk handkerchief, and lowered his voice.

"It's a real dragon asleep there. No matter how fierce a tiger is, how can it compare to a dragon..."

"Smack!"

The slender hand slapped the big hand away, leaving a five-finger red mark on the back of the fat hand that Jin Buchang.

"Then you'll have to arrange a way back for us. That's the dragon, it's the tiger, we're just little squirrels. If you can't play it, you won't play it. ”

"Hehe..."

Jin Buchang poked the back of his aching hand with his sleeve, and stood up straight again, his face was not embarrassed, it was such a terrifying smile.

"Hehe..."

"No hurry, no hurry..."

"Let's see"