When Mo arrived in the town with the wind, it was already night. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The scale of the town is not large, only the lights are lit, plus the clouds cover the stars and the moon, and the shadows of the trees on the roadside are swaying, and the town looks particularly dark and cold for a while.

"Rub it! This hellish place, I'm dressed like this, and there are still people who know me, I'm not so famous, right?" Mo Suifeng touched his chin, touched the black cloth on his eyes, and was sure that the black cloth was still behind, and muttered to himself, not caring at all about the person who opened his mouth to threaten.

He didn't speak, but the others didn't stop, and shouted again, "That blind man, don't pretend not to hear you!"

The one who spoke was a young man, with a face like a crown of jade, gentle and elegant, dressed in a robe as white as snow, and against the background of his black hair, he looked particularly graceful and extraordinary, but the expression on his face was somewhat hideous. Destroy the overall image.

Next to this white-robed boy is a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his face is shiny, and behind him are four guards with knives, all of whom are burly and strong men.

Through the divine mind induction, Mo Suifeng knew that although the four guards were not bad in martial arts, they were only pure martial artists, and there was basically no threat; and that young man was a Qi Refiner in the foundation building period, but the aura around him was weak and fluctuating, and he should have just been promoted, so he was not afraid;

Obviously, these people have bad intentions, and they haven't approached yet, just a great malice attack, but a group of guys who can't even hide their own breath, even if they have some hole cards, it is estimated that they are very limited, Mo Suifeng looked down on them a little, and still didn't pay attention to them, and walked on his own.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, where are you going today?" Seeing that people didn't care about him at all, the young man walked two steps quickly, blocking Mo Suifeng's way.

"Mo Suifeng, why is this name so familiar! Oh, is the son called Poor Dao?" Mo Suifeng was not in much mood today, pretending to suddenly realize.

"Isn't it you Mo Suifeng?" The young man was suspicious for a while, took out a scroll from the storage bag, and looked at Mo Suifeng again against the scroll. Except for the extra black cloth on his eyes, the face of the person in front of him is the same as the portrait, and he must be the deity.

The young man was suddenly furious, "Mo Suifeng, you dare to entertain this son, it's really shameless!"

Mo Suifeng frowned, and also scolded: "You stupid X, do you have a fucking face? Lao Tzu has a hairy relationship with you, you shout a little XX!"

This is really more than half a sentence of speculation, the young man who scolded in a few words was red, his face was like a pig's liver, he jumped back, and after pulling away from him, he gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay! It's okay! Hmph, you don't know this son yet, and when this son catches you, he will let you know him well! Uncle Tong, take it down for me!"

The big man next to him took a few steps forward, sneered on his face, and teased: "Mo Suifeng, you have such a big breath and a smelly mouth! Why don't you quickly make amends to your son, and offer your storage bag, in case my son-in-law is happy, maybe I can help you cure your eyes!"

As soon as Dahan opened his mouth, a sense of déjà vu hit him, as if he had heard this voice somewhere.

Mo Suifeng lowered his head and thought about it, and suddenly realized, "Cao, isn't this the guy from the third box of the auction? Those idiots who cost millions of more spirit stones to themselves now understand what's going on, killing people and taking treasures! “

Mo Suifeng is not the master who swallows his anger, his head is raised, his eyebrows are raised, and he shouted coldly: "Everyone, this is an iron heart to get along with the poor road, right?!"

The young man smiled lightly, and after a few fanning it, Tsundere said: "Mo Suifeng, you won't understand until now, right! Yes, this son just wants to get along with you, hurry up and offer your storage bag, maybe I can spare your life!"

People will not die if they don't die, Mo Suifeng now sincerely agrees with this sentence, since he wants to die, then there is nothing to say, kill!

Mo followed the wind and suddenly released the momentum around him, and a supreme coercion was released out of thin air, and the person did not move, and the momentum came out first.

"It's not good! it's Jindan overhaul!" the big man shouted violently, and a lightning bolt blocked in front of the young man, but the four guards were not so lucky, and suddenly their knees weakened, and they all collapsed to the ground, and their whole bodies were cold, and they were piercing cold.

"Hand over the storage bag and get out!" Mo Suifeng's eyes widened angrily, and his tone was sharp.

"Uncle Tong, this is the demon way, give it to me, I want to ......" The young man was protected by the big man, but he was safe and sound, and he thought that Mo was bluffing with the wind, so he was stubborn.

The big man turned his head, his big eyes were wide open, his face was pale, blood was flowing down his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, his face was very terrifying, and he said bitterly: "Childe, Senior Mo is a Jindan overhaul, not something we can afford to provoke, don't talk about it, hand over the storage bag quickly!"

"Hiss......" The young man saw the miserable expression of the big man, and instantly understood what was going on, and without saying a word, he untied the storage bag and threw it over, but the expression on his face was very gloomy.

The big man also threw his storage bag to Mo Suifeng, Mo Suifeng rolled up his sleeves, put away the two storage bags, and said lightly: "If there is a next time, I will not spare it!"

After saying this, Mo walked away with the wind, but when he was leaving, his heart moved, and a small fireball was thrown more than ten meters in front of several people.

"Boom!" shook the mountains for a while, everyone only felt that the strong light flashed in front of them, the soil fell, and the heat wave was pressing, as if a major earthquake had occurred, and when everyone looked at it carefully, there was a terrifying black hole more than one meter wide and more than three meters deep in front of them.

The young man and the big man glanced at each other, they both gasped deeply, and unconsciously touched their necks, and after making sure that the head was still there, they were a little relieved, but no one mentioned revenge again.

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Wicked people are in the way, Mo Suifeng has no mood to live in this town, you don't care about others, others still think about you, if you don't kill people, that's your kindness, but it doesn't mean that others don't plot against you.

The breeze is gentle, the moonlight is like water, Mo Suifeng pursed the corners of his mouth, knowing that he may be a little too soft-hearted this time, but then again, who doesn't have parents and elders, it is very painful for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, that son looks very fierce, and his mouth is also stinky, but for some reason he feels that this person's nature should not be too bad! Alas, I hope this time I can teach him a lesson!

After leaving the town, Mo held his head high with the wind, stepped on the moon, and whispered in his mouth:

I'm a layman in the world,

Xunxian asked, Bitter Sitting Meditation.

I don't want to kill more in the world,

I just want to be happy.