The gray sky, the whistling late autumn, the dry yellow of the mountains, and the flaming red wolf canopy spread across the entire valley basin. A fishy smell in the air. The smell is not good, and it even makes people a little sour, which shows that the living habits of werewolves are not too good.

This place is located on the north side of the Liya Hall, Mo Zhongqing went all over the east and did not find the so-called clothing store, so he planned to try his luck here. The road is still lined with simple and sturdy hexagonal tents, but it looks more like a residential area.

Mo Zhongqing stood at the intersection and looked at a werewolf woman sitting in front of a tent not far away, holding a half-grown wolf child in her arms, and the wolf child was sucking the woman's ** hard, its movements looked a little rough and brutal, but the werewolf woman didn't seem to care, and her eyes were full of kindness and love.

Seeing this, Mo Zhongqing finally understood in his heart that whether it was the demon world or the human world, mother's love was the same. I saw with my own eyes the kind of demon clan that Ding Dong said about as soon as he was born. So instead of being called a wolf demon, it is more appropriate to be a werewolf. Mo Zhongqing stopped for a long time, and with a faint movement in his heart, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hello, can you disturb for a moment." ”

"Hmm. ”

As soon as she remembered lazily Ying Chengsheng, the werewolf woman slowly raised her head, but when she saw Mo Zhongqing's Dragon Palace costume, her face turned white in an instant, and her face was full of tenderness and vigilance. Mo Zhongqing was still smiling, took three steps back, and said deeply again: "Don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want to ask if there is a cloth village here, I want to change my clothes." ”

“......”

The werewolf woman didn't answer, but slowly stood up and slowly retreated with the wolf child in her arms, just when Mo Zhongqing was disappointed in her heart, she saw the woman approaching the door curtain and suddenly quickly freed up her left hand and pointed to the end of the west, and then a cat body hid in the tent behind her and did not come out again.

Mo Zhongqing shook his head and smiled, bowed to the tent again, and looked for the road to the west.

Mo Zhongqing, who had walked a few steps to the end of the road to the west, frowned lightly again, if the werewolf woman had not deceived herself, then this clothing store would be mixed in this tent, but just looking at the same hexagonal tent, how can you tell which one is a clothing store and which is a private house? Just when Mo Zhongqing shook his head and sighed, he suddenly saw several animal skin short hanging shirts in front of a huge octagonal tent in the corner of the front, and a diamond-shaped wooden sign was hung in the top corner of the tent. The wooden sign was blown by the autumn wind on the corner of the bone eaves, and the word "clothes" on it was even more bright red and bright, as if I was afraid that others would not know that this was a clothing store.

When he walked into the door, he could smell a unique smell, which was mixed with a faint fragrance, which smelled good, which made Mo Zhongqing a little surprised. Further along the road, there are all kinds of clothes on both sides of the road, most of them are made of animal skins, and there are also sackcloth hanging in the corner eating dust, which shows that the werewolves seem to prefer those animal skins and clothes.

After walking for more than a few steps, he saw a curtain full of unknown beast teeth blocking the front, Mo Zhongqing opened the tooth curtain with one hand and was about to enter, but happened to bump into a man wearing a white kudzu cloth cloth and a delicate beast tooth necklace around his neck, and he looked like a heroic demon man was pushing the curtain out. The man held a long, narrow scabbard with intricate dragon patterns carved into the sheath, and a wisp of dark sword spikes tied to the hilt.

Mo Zhongqing was immediately stunned when he saw this person dressed up, if it weren't for the eye-catching plush pointed ears on the top of his head, he would have mistakenly thought that he had returned to the world and met a gentleman with a sword. And the man saw Mo Zhongqing's outfit first turned pale, and then said with an unkind face: "Get out of the way, waste from the Dragon Palace." ”

Mo Zhongqing was originally a person who cherished swords, and since he was a child, under the influence of the head Mo Xingze, he has a deep understanding of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship has realized the essence of speed and slowness in the Cloud Trace Sword Duel and Kunlun Sword Technique to the extreme, and has reached the point of self-exploration and began to comprehend it. He has a long sword given by the head of Mo from the mountain gate of the Izumo Trace Sect, but this way around, the love sword has long been missing, and although he has a new sword, he has been lost again due to repeated encounters, and now in this unfamiliar demon world, he can meet such a like-minded demon swordsman, which is already sympathetic to each other, and he suddenly felt close and planned to give way first, but when he heard the latter words, the right foot that had just been removed was pulled back again, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly: " This friend of the wolf clan, when a swordsman wears a sword robe, even if he can't be personable and polite, he shouldn't hurt people as soon as he meets, which is against the sword and spirit in the way of the sword, and like a friend is so sharp, he should wear a sword, no, he should change the handle of the machete that sees the blood and is red. ”

The sharp-eared man in front of him naturally didn't know what the sword robe meant, let alone the difference between it and the sword frontier, but he understood the second half of the sentence with mockery, ridiculing that he couldn't wear the elegant long sword at his waist. Yes, his face was even paler, and he didn't say a word at the moment and pulled out the long sword angrily, but when he heard the 'sonorous' dragon groan, the tooth curtain "bang" shattered to the ground, and the two light sounds suddenly rose at the same time in no particular order, which showed that the person who drew the sword shot extremely quickly, but there was no expected sound of the sword cutting flesh, and the sharp sword of the sharp-eared man was firmly pinched in front of the tip of his nose by Mo Zhongqing's two fingers!

It was not that Mo Zhongqing's fingers were faster than the sword, but that the wolf-eared man was recognized by Mo Zhongqing the moment he made his move. The wolf-eared man was stunned on the spot, his neck was slightly red, and before he could be ashamed, he heard a woman's voice behind him take the lead in intercepting: "Eh, this uncle, what's wrong with you?

As he spoke, he saw a woman with a pair of gray-haired wolf ears and a red mole on the corner of her lips walking out quickly, only glanced at Mo Zhongqing's outfit, and immediately breathed a sigh, followed by a quick walk between the two, picked up the broken tooth curtain, and said bitterly: "Eh, it's a pity for my curtain, this is a curtain made by beating a hundred tiger demons." ”

Looking at the gray-eared woman's regretful face, the demon clan man snorted expressionlessly, took out a purple shell from his arms, threw it on the ground coldly, glanced at Mo Zhongqing deeply, and walked out of the tent quickly.

After a while, when the wolf clan man walked away, the wolf-eared proprietress picked up the purple shell and put it on her waist with a proud face, and then pulled Mo Zhongqing's hand and looked up and down: "The distinguished guests from the Dragon Palace, do you want a pair of boots that fit your feet when you come to the shop?" The boots in this store are among the best in this dragon and wolf tribe, do you want a pair of leopard skin boots, or are they made of rhinoceros leather?"

Mo Zhongqing smiled and said, "I want the cheapest pair of boots, and I don't have this ......."

Mo Zhongqing didn't know what to call Zibei, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the waist of the wolf-eared proprietress hostess, but the latter was a little mistaken: "Hehe, there are no Zijinbei and other things, well, you want to be ordinary?"

Mo Zhongqing glanced at the various leather boots on the counter, pursed the corners of his lips, and explained with a light cough: "Actually, not only do I not have purple gold shells, nor do I have white ones, I have no money." ”

The proprietress frowned, and said with some disbelief: "You are joking, how can people in the Dragon Palace travel without property?"

"That's true, I happened to encounter a thief on the way here, so I really have no money except this clothes, I don't know what it can change?"

At this time, Mo Zhongqing smiled a little shyly, and the gray-eared proprietress saw that his expression did not seem to be fake, so she put her hands on her chest and said with a cold attitude: "Guest officer, do you really don't know or don't know? This robe may be worth some money in other places, but when you come here, it's just a fabric to cover your shame, and you can't exchange it for a white shell!"

"This ...... All right. ”

Seeing Mo Zhongqing smiling bitterly and walking barefoot to leave, the proprietress hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute...... The gold and silver threads on this can be changed for some things if they are slightly removed, so let's do a good deed today, a pair of deer boots and a cloth coat in the corner, plus five white shells, which will be cheaper for you. ”

Mo Zhongqing watched the proprietress pull out a pair of old deerskin boots from under the counter, and pointed to the white Gebu cloth that had been placed in the corner slightly stained with dust, her brows furrowed slightly, and she could only say, "Okay! ”

When the proprietress heard this, she was overjoyed.

In the middle of the night, this Mo Zhongqing put on a white Ge cloth coat, stepped on old deerskin boots, and held five white shells in his hand, but he suddenly turned around and said, "This girl ......"

"Call me Shuang'er. ”

The proprietress is neither salty nor light, and she praises herself.

"Oh, yes, I'd like to ask the twin girls a few things. ”

The proprietress who claimed to be Shuang'er raised her eyebrows, stretched out her white and tender index finger and shook it left and right: "One question is a white shell, you can ask five." ”

"This ......"

"Love to ask or not! The old lady still doesn't wait!"

Seeing Shuang'er glance coldly, Mo Zhongqing hurriedly patted a white shell on the counter and said, "This first question, how can I get in to the largest tent house on the hillside?"

Shuang'er was stunned for a moment, then chuckled twice, looked Mo Zhongqing up and down again, and said: "If you wear the clothes of the Dragon Palace, you can go in a little, but life and death are unpredictable after entering, as for now, if you dress like this, let alone go in, even if you get closer, you will be blasted away by the wolf guard." ”

"Okay, thank you, girl, goodbye. ”

After that, he turned his head and wanted to turn around and leave, but when he saw him ask, he left, and suddenly said again: "Hey, that's where the wolf king Zabul lives, and it's the wolf palace, no worse than the Dragon Palace, what are you going to do?"