The two went out of the room and went downstairs to settle the account with the shopkeeper, and then the dead Xiao Mo took the green-shirted woman towards the city gate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There was a reason why he was heading towards the city gate instead of returning to the Xiao Mansion.

During the time after waking up, Xiao Mo had already thought clearly. The attack on him last night must not be simple, when he had been fighting with the man in black for so long, his uncle Xiao Bao did not rush to help. There was no support, and even the rest of the house was quiet, as if nothing had happened. It made him have to suspect something, something he couldn't believe.

His Uncle Xiao was the one who attacked him! Yes, the familiar strength on the black-clothed man's sword was so similar to the strength on Uncle Xiao's iron spear when he first competed with Uncle Xiao! Who was he? As soon as this conjecture came out, Xiao Mo felt inexplicably chilled.

You must know that he once believed in Uncle Xiao so much, and he pinned his last family affection on this Uncle Xiao, who had no blood connection, hoping to get a little warmth. However, he was disappointed. Now, he's really alone!

Dead Xiaomo thought about going to Xiao Bao to ask the reason, but was this possible? His martial arts skills were not as good as his, and if he went, he might have fulfilled his wish.

It's just that Xiao Mo can't figure it out anyway, why did Uncle Xiao do it to himself, what was his affection worthy of abandoning his uncle and nephew, and he wanted to do that sword thing?

No one told him the answer to all this, he didn't understand, the truth was like that ethereal fog, he couldn't see it clearly, he couldn't touch it.

Thinking of this, the dead little Mo who was walking on the street couldn't help but take out the stone beads left for him by his father, was it because of this? Apart from this, he really couldn't think of anything more important than the affection between uncle and nephew.

"Hey, what's the bead in your hand?" asked the green-shirted woman beside him curiously.

When Xiao Mo heard what she said, he couldn't help but glance at her, and replied casually: "It's nothing, it's just a gadget." ”

As he spoke, he did not forget to put the stone bead in his hand back into his arms.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, what's so strange! Stingy ghost!" the woman said, pursing her mouth, looking a little sullen.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Xiao Mo stretched out a hand to stop her.

"Wow! What are you going to do?!" the woman hugged her shoulders violently and looked at Xiao Mo with a wary expression, "I...... I can tell you, I'm just asking you to take me away, no...... It's not for you to mess around!"

However, Dead Xiao Mo ignored her, and stared straight at the two men with swords not far in front of him. One of them was holding a portrait in his hand, apparently asking passers-by about the whereabouts of the person depicted in it.

However, what Dead Xiaomo saw was not these superficial things, because the hem of the left corner of the clothes of the two people was embroidered with two inconspicuous axes, which were crossed. Dead Xiao Mo knew that this was actually a mark only for the disciples of the Axe Gang

"Hey, why don't you speak? Are you weak?" The woman next to Dead Xiaomo couldn't help but ask when she saw that he didn't speak.

"Come with me!" Dead Xiao Mo suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist, and without going into details, he took her with him, squeezed through the surrounding crowd, and came to a dead alley where no one was.

"Hey, what do you want to do? you won't do that beast to me!" the woman looked at her surroundings with some fear, it was quiet and there was no one, and inexplicably, a chill rose from her heart.

"Give me the burden!" Dead Xiaomo did not answer her question, but stretched out a hand in front of her.

"What are you doing?!" The woman felt inexplicable about his request, straightened her chest at the moment, strengthened her courage, and pretended to be calm and said to the dead Xiao Mo: "You ...... Don't think I'm afraid of you, I'll tell you, I'...... I'm amazing!"

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Dead Xiao Mo said nothing, turned directly behind her back, and snatched the burden on her back.

"Hey, I'm your savior, you dare to rob me......! Where is your conscience!" The woman was so angry that she pointed at her waist and threw all her fears aside.

Dead Xiaomo still didn't say a word, took care of her own unwrapping, and then took out a set of green dresses from it.

"Hey, that's my ......"

The dead little Mo turned a deaf ear.

A quarter of an hour later......

"Hahahaha......" The woman's unbridled laughter spread through the silent alley.

"Laugh...... Laugh...... I'm laughing to death!" she covered her red lips for a while, laughed with her fingers, hunched her back for a while, held her stomach with both hands, and looked at Xiao Mo with smiling eyes from time to time.

I saw that the dead Xiao Mo, who was originally dressed in a royal blue robe and had a graceful demeanor, was already slim at the moment, with a golden hairpin tied up his hair, like a peerless beauty.

"You...... You're ...... This is to be done...... What are you doing?!" The woman laughed so hard that she couldn't even speak coherently.

Dead Xiaomo raised his head and looked at her silently, with an expressionless face. The woman smiled and smiled, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but she couldn't help but smile in her heart, so she had to hold back.

Dead Xiao Mo retracted his gaze, packed up his things casually, and then wrapped them in a bag and carried them on his shoulders.

Seeing that Xiao Mo still ignored herself, she got up and walked forward by herself, so she asked, "Where are you going?"

Don't answer.

Looking at the 'graceful' back of the deceased little Mo, she couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud again. Seeing that Xiao Mo was about to go away, she hurriedly chased after her, "Hey, wait for me!"

The Axe Gang has great power in Lin'an, but the dead Xiao Mo still got out of the city safely under the disguise of a woman. Despite this, Dead Xiaomo still encountered several axe gang members along the way, and almost exposed his identity several times.

Outside the city,

"Eh, you haven't told me your name yet!" the woman asked the dead Mo.

Dead Xiaomo glanced at her, didn't answer, just walked in a hurry.

"My name is Ming Daohong, what's your name?" the woman's voice came from behind.

"Dead Sun!"

"It turned out to be called the Death of the Sun. Ming Daohong muttered softly behind her, she quickly caught up with the pace of the dead Xiao Mo, appeared beside the dead Xiao Mo, and asked again: "Eh, Sister Yang Yan, where are we going?"

Dead Xiao Mo stopped and slowly turned his head to look at her.

"Eh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot, you are Brother Yang, not Sister Yang. Ming Daohong held back a smile and apologized to him.

"The four seas are home!" said with a word, and Xiao Mo walked forward again. Under the scorching sun, his figure was so lonely and lonely. The official road under your feet is straight, and I don't know where there will be a corner?

(If you want to know what happened next, the situation will be broken down)

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