Bidding farewell to Ming Daohong, the dead Xiao Mo suddenly felt that there was a lack of a trace of belonging in this Lin'an, and his heart gave birth to the intention of leaving. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A few months later, he came to Xiangxi again, but this time he did not directly find the Five Immortals Sect, but hid his body and quietly infiltrated the Xiangxi realm.

In the inn, the deceased Mo was sitting at a table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and he was wearing a silver mask on his face that covered the area above the bridge of his nose. It seems that he is thinking about his mind casually, but in fact, his ears are listening to what a diner next to him says.

"Eh, have you heard? Shili Village was slaughtered last night!"

"Do you really know who did it?" asked one of them.

"I don't know, but there were a lot of yellow notes left at the scene. ”

"Paper-by......-paper symbols?"

"Don't say it, don't say it!" the diner hurriedly waved his hand, looked around, and then said cautiously: "Now they are becoming more and more unscrupulous, alas, ......! I wish someone could come out to stop them, but it's a pity ......"

Saying that, he shook his head and said, "There is no force in the entire Xiangxi that can compete with them. ”

"Brother Ren's words are fallacious!" a handsome boy with a folding fan walked over from the adjacent table and said to the diner, "Hasn't the Five Immortal Sect always been their sworn enemy? ”

"Five Immortal Sects?" the diner rolled his eyes and glanced at the young man, snorted heavily in his nasal voice, and said disdainfully: "They are all raccoon dogs, and they are not good things!"

After saying that, he found that he was a little speechless, and quickly looked at the people around him, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to this side, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then closed his mouth and stopped talking about the matter.

Listening to this conversation, Xiao Mo's eyes flashed, and his expression was thoughtful.

He originally went to Lin'an to avoid the Five Immortals Sect for the time being, hoping that his martial arts would go further and then come back to take revenge, after all, he was not afraid of the leader of the Five Immortals Sect alone, but with a saint girl, he only had to flee for his life.

This kind of plan was dispelled after he saw his "former" wife Ming Daohong, although it was not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, he had already waited for six years, and he couldn't wait for four years?

But he really didn't want to wait any longer, everything in the world was not static, he didn't know what level the martial arts of the Five Immortals Sect Master would reach after his martial arts improved again, and if her martial arts realm also broke through, wouldn't he have no hope of revenge for life?

He waited for six years, and after six years, he lost his fate, lost the Ming Daohong who fell in love with him in his dream, he was afraid that he would lose it next time, and that kind of loss was a pain he couldn't bear.

Waiting is not the best option!

At this time, the diner got up, he walked to the counter to pay the bill, and then turned around and walked out of the inn.

The diner walked around the town after leaving the inn, and then walked towards the outside of the town, and Xiao Mo had been following him, and he didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, but it may be that there were more people in the town, so it wasn't until the two of them left the town that the diners walking in front suddenly became alert that someone was following them.

He stopped, suddenly turned around and looked at the dead Xiao Mo, who did not hide, but walked forward directly.

"What is the so-called matter that Your Excellency is following?" the diner stared at the eyes of the dead Xiao Mo with a serious expression.

Dead Xiao Mo came to him and asked lightly, "What are the forces that you talked about in the inn that can compete with the Five Immortal Sect?"

He thought about it, waved his hand and said, "I don't know about this, Your Excellency should go and ask others!"

Saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but before he could step out, suddenly a cold feeling came from his neck, followed by the indifferent voice of Dead Xiao Mo in his ears:

"You can choose not to say it, but I don't guarantee you'll see the sun tomorrow morning. ”

Sensing the murderous aura on the dead Xiao Mo's body, the diner's legs trembled and replied: "They are zombie gates, as long as the people in the rivers and lakes of Xiangxi know this, I have already said it, the hero spares his life!"

"Where's the Zombie Gate?"

"In ......"

......

Under the persecution of Dead Xiao Mo, the diner told him everything about the Zombie Gate, including the location of the Zombie Gate, including how powerful the martial arts of the Zombie Gate Old Ancestor Lin Daoist was.

According to what the diner said, he climbed over the mountain forest to a deep mountain old forest, and when he reached the middle of the mountain, he could vaguely see a group of buildings of considerable scale in the distance.

As he approached the building, there was always a strange feeling hanging over him, which was eerie and sent chills down his spine.

"Stop, who are you?" Two Taoist men in Dharma robes were patrolling around, and when they saw him coming, they stepped forward and asked.

Dead Xiao Mo replied lightly: "Under the surname of Dead Yang, meet your ancestors!"

"Ancestor?" the two Daoists glanced at each other, and one of them had an impatient look on his face, and he scolded while waving his hand to drive people away: "Is our ancestor so easy to see? ”

Regarding the bad attitude of the two, Dead Xiaomo didn't care, he said lightly: "I have a deal to do with your ancestor, it's better for you to report it." ”

"Deal, you told me that you want to make a deal with our ancestor, I think you are full of food and have nothing to do!" The Taoist said with an arrogant face:

"Do you know who our ancestor is? That is a martial arts master who has stepped into the innate with one foot, and no one in the whole of Xiangxi is qualified to negotiate a deal with our ancestor. ”

"It is precisely because he is a half-step innate master that I came to him. Dead Xiao Mo said lightly.

"Anyone can say big things, but our zombie gate is not a place where you can play, since you are so ignorant, I will teach you a lesson, so that you can know that real masters are never words!" The tip of the sword was raised, and a long rainbow pierced the sun towards the dead Xiao Mo.

In the face of the peachwood sword stabbed by the Taoist, the dead Xiao Mo didn't move, just when the companion of the Taoist glanced at his eyes, not wanting to see the dead Xiao Mo die tragically under his senior brother's sword, the dead Xiao Mo suddenly quickly reached out and sandwiched the peach wood sword that stabbed his chest between his fingers.

The Taoist was about to open his mouth in anger, but who knew that the dead Xiao Mo suddenly smiled at him, and then with a clever shot of his fingertips, the peach wood sword suddenly broke away from the Taoist's hand, and fell into the hands of the dead Xiao Mo.

"Give it back to me!" The Taoist was full of anger, and he was about to rush forward as he spoke, but with a flick of his long arm, the peachwood sword in his hand suddenly shot out, flew past the Taoist's ear, and nailed it to a wooden door behind the Taoist.

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