Chapter 35: The Master of the Alien Race

Time flies, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

During these five days, Mo Qingchi stayed at the Fulai Inn to cultivate his self-cultivation in addition to wandering around the market in the company of Xiong Batian every day. met Rong Jiaojiao a few times in the middle, but they just said hello, Rong Jiaojiao is very different from him and others.

For other people, she can definitely be called smiling like a flower, but for her, her expression is indifferent and even indifferent, which is already a very strange thing in Xiong Batian's eyes, but there are many strange things besides this matter.

For example, Wan Wan, who has been by Mo Qingchi's side all the year round, has never returned, as if she has forgotten Mo Qingchi. Not only Wan Wan is like this, but even the Yin Sect, Shangguan Long and Rong Fengxiang of the Luoyang Gang seem to have forgotten Mo Qingchi.

In addition to these, there has not been a master or senior of the Demon Gate who has come to the door so far.

Xiong Batian has been carrying a sledgehammer these days, even when he sleeps, he does not forget to hold his weapon, he is not unintelligent, in his eyes, it seems that before the Demon Gate Conference is held, it is often the easiest to have an accident, and many of these assassinations in the world are carried out before the big event happens.

But the silence of the past few days has made him a little disappointed, not only did not send people who killed themselves to the door, but there were not even a few flies, Mo Qingchi, who should have been the core figure of the Demon Gate Conference, seemed to have been forgotten by everyone in the world in an instant, and no one in the world seemed to know that there would be Mo Qingchi in the world.

This made him both disappointed and glad that he was ready to do it.

But after all, Mo Qingchi was not completely forgotten, and when Wang Tong's birthday banquet was known to the world, a person came to visit.

"Hou Xibai?" he looked at with a look of surprise at this polite and extremely famous in Luoyang City, not only praised by the older generation of masters, but also a young man who dumped the ladies and nobles in Luoyang City, at this time it was still early in the morning, he stood in front of the door of Mo Qingchi to prevent someone from assassinating Mo Qingchi, so when Hou Xibai wanted to go forward, he was naturally like a stone gate blocking Hou Xibai's path.

Today, Hou Xibai was wearing a light blue silk satin robe, holding the folding fan that was extremely important to him in his hand, politely glanced at the big man blocking his way, arched his hand, and opened his mouth to the big man who only had one side of him, and expressed his meaning directly: "Strong man, in Xia Hou Xibai, want to see Mo Qingchi Mo Gongzi?"

Xiong Batian clenched his fist with his left hand, subconsciously held the sledgehammer behind him with his right hand, and glared at the polite white-faced scholar and said, "How do you know that Mo Qingchi lives here?"

Hou Xibai smiled bitterly, he understood that if he didn't explain this matter clearly, not only would he not be able to see Mo Qingchi, but he might even directly meet the sledgehammer on this person's shoulder, he said: "I accidentally learned about this matter from Miss Rong Jiaojiao when I met Miss Dong Shuni Dong, and as far as I know, I am not the only one who knows about this matter. ”

Xiong Batian didn't wrinkle any deeper, he wondered if this person was lying, and at the same time he thought about whether to make a move on this person? But at this time, a lazy voice slowly sounded: "Early in the morning, it makes people dream, although Hou Gongzi is impatient, he doesn't need to be so rude when he sees it." ”

The voice rang out.

The door to the room slowly opened.

A delicate but pale face slowly appeared in front of Xiong Batian and Hou Xibai with the sound of a wheelchair rolling.

Before Hou Xibai could say anything, Xiong Batian had already let go of the sledgehammer in his hand, walked behind Mo Qingchi very naturally, and walked in front of Hou Xibai with a wheelchair, Hou Xibai was not blind, so he could naturally see this scene.

His face was silent, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: just now such an unruly man could be so respectful and tame in front of this person in front of him, how terrible is this Mo Gongzi who seems to be powerless.

The thought flashed in his mind, and he had already arched his hand at the Mo Gongzi who appeared in front of him, and suddenly said, "Your Excellency is Mo Gongzi, Mr. Mo or Demon Fu today?"

Mo Qingchi smiled and asked, "What about Hou Gongzi, what identity can he represent today?"

Hou Xibai said: "I came today as a friend, and I want to invite you to the grandest banquet in Luoyang City?"

Mo Qingchi said: "In other words, Hou Gongzi can guarantee his safety in this banquet?"

Hou Xibai was stunned for a moment, and immediately nodded: "Unless Hou Xibai dies, no one will want to hurt a single hair of you during this time." ”

Mo Qingchi laughed, he patted Hou Xibai's shoulder very naturally, and sighed softly: "I've been worried about my safety since Wan Wan left, and now I finally don't have to worry, dare to ask Brother Hou where to ask me to go?"

Hou Xi Baihan looked at Mo Qingchi with a smile, and he smiled playfully: "Don't Mo Gongzi know?"

Mo Qingchi said: "I have already guessed one or two, but guessing is just speculation after all." Hou Xibai didn't sell Guanzi, he said bluntly: "The place I want to invite Brother Mo to go to is not a different place, it is the birthday banquet of Wang Tong Wang Lao in Luoyang, it is said that today's Xiaodao master Shi Qingxuanshi will also come by appointment." ”

Xiong Batian's face had begun to turn a little crimson, his eyes flashed frequently, he glanced down at Mo Qingchi, who was sitting quietly in a wheelchair, Mo Qingchi was silent, he didn't seem to see Xiong Batian's eyes, he looked at Hou Xibai and continued: " There are two recognized strange women in the world today, Shi Qingxuan and Shang Xiufang, whether either of the two appears, it is enough to cause a sensation in the world, and Mo also wants to meet these two strange women, but I don't think Hou Gongzi's expression seems to have invited me because of this matter. ”

"Brother Mo is really wise, I really didn't invite Gongzi for this reason, I came to see you at this time because of a person?"

"Who?"

"Rong Fengxiang. ”

Mo Qingchi nodded, then glanced back at Xiong Batian behind him, and then turned to look at Hou Xibai: "When are we leaving?"

"Anytime. ”

"Good. "The good word landed, Xiong Batian had already pushed the wheelchair away.

Mo Qingchi has no invitation in his hand, and without an invitation, he is not qualified to enter the mansion of the contemporary Confucian Wang Tong, but there is Hou Xibai, Wang Tong's old friend, so he and Xiong Batian successfully entered Wang Tong's mansion.

Wang Tong, is a contemporary Confucian, in terms of learning, there is no one in the world who is unsurpassed, if you talk about martial arts, but also vaguely among the Zhai Rang, Dou Jiande, Du Fuwei, Ouyang Xiyi, the four major valve lords of the level of masters.

Before he met this person, he was no stranger, the sect master of the Yin Sect had repeatedly mentioned this person before talking about the affairs of the world, although this person's influence on the rivers and lakes or the court was not the most influential, but it was definitely the most special.

Hou Xibai walked in front of Mo Qingchi, and introduced some very important guests to Mo Qingchi one by one, among which naturally two people were indispensable, these two people sat side by side on Wang Tong's left and right, one was dressed in a shabby robe, the appearance was sloppy, but it looked like a mountain peak The man sat proudly on the Nanmu bench, and the other person had a kind smile on his face, a brocade robe, and a goatee official sitting on Wang Tong's right side.

'Huangshan Yimin' Ouyang Xiyi, Luoyang guard Wang Shichong.

The former is a top master who has become famous in the rivers and lakes as early as forty years ago, and the latter is the most prominent official in Luoyang City.

In addition to these two people, Hou Xibai successively introduced more than a dozen guests among the hundreds of guests, including Shen Faxing of Jiangnan Province, Shangguan Long, the leader of the Luoyang Gang, Rong Fengxiang, Rong Jiaojiao, Dong Shuni and others.

Mo Qingchi sighed lightly: "I didn't expect the world-famous Luoyang Shuangyan to appear here at the same time. ”

Hou Xibai smiled, he pointed to the fat man beside Rong Jiaojiao, who looked to be in his early forties, and said, "Shall we go and meet this Boss Rong?"

Mo Qingchi smiled slightly, he glanced at Hou Xibai, and said, "Why should we visit him? Is he of a higher status than us, or is his power stronger than ours? Not to mention what can we say when we meet him now? Today is the birthday banquet of the Great Confucian Wangtong." ”

Hou Xibai was slightly stunned, but immediately nodded, he glanced at Rong Fengxiang deeply, and sighed lightly: "Yes, now is indeed not the time. After he finished speaking, he didn't mention the three words Rong Fengxiang, but very diligently and politely introduced a guest that Mo Qingchi might be interested in, at this moment, anyone looking at the two of them would definitely think that these two people were close friends, and only confidants would be so close.

Mo Qingchi basically listened and rarely spoke, but when his eyes heard a young man who stood out even in this group of gorgeous clothes, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and he gently tugged at the sleeve of Hou Xibai, who was tasting wine, and said, "Brother Hou is well-informed, do you know who that prince is?"

Hou Xibai glanced at the boy in white, and said with a playful smile: "Brother Mo actually knows that girl, why bother asking Hou? But I really don't know which girl's surname is what?"

Mo Qingchi smiled lightly, she didn't rush to greet the boy who was looking around, but said to Hou Xibai: "How many people do you think in this banquet know that the son is a girl?"

Hou Xibai shook his head and said, "There shouldn't be many people, I don't know what Brother Mo means by asking?"

Mo Qingchi laughed: "It's not interesting, I'm just confirming whether this son is easy to be deceived." He said and laughed, Xiong Batian had already pushed him towards which son.

At this moment, many guests were standing, so Mo Qingchi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was even more conspicuous at this time, and even attracted the attention of Wang Tong, the owner of this mansion, and his friend Ouyang Xiyi, a Yimin of Huangshan, and the two glanced at each other, just nodded, and did not talk anything.

That's just that, but it's surprising enough.

Mo Qingchi didn't seem to know the other people's eyes and stared directly at him, he approached the boy very casually and naturally, opened his mouth and laughed, and said, "After a long time, we haven't seen Shan Gongzi for a long time. ”

This single boy looked at Mo Qingchi who suddenly appeared and was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't speak, he was not a person who liked to be rude, not to mention that although he was afraid of the man in a wheelchair in front of him, he was definitely not tired of it.

He didn't speak at this moment, just because there were some things that made him unable to speak, not only did he not speak, but the hall that was still full of people just now suddenly fell into a dead silence, silent.

A thud sounded like a thunderbolt, causing silence all around.

A cloud of smoke and dust rose in the hall, and the two servants fell to the floor like cannonballs.

At this moment, two figures, a man and a woman, walked into the hall from the billowing smoke at the door without hurrying.

Before the person arrived, a somewhat lazy voice had already begun to sound: "I heard about Wang Lao's birthday banquet in Xia Bafenghan, and I specially came to celebrate Wang Lao's birthday." His words fell, and people soon appeared in front of Wang Tong and others.

This is a very handsome and very cold-looking man, this man is very strange, with a high nose, obviously not from Middle-earth, and a pair of eyes as cold as a falcon, as if he is always addicted to people.

There is a woman standing next to this man, a woman who makes many men a little dazed, this woman is definitely not inferior to the most conspicuous Luoyang Shuangyan Rong Jiaojiao and Dong Shuni at this moment.

The woman's expression was indifferent, like an iceberg, but the sight of this iceberg searched the crowd.

"Ba Fenghan, isn't this person a master of the alien race who has made a name for himself in Middle-earth in recent years?" many people couldn't help but talk about this person in secret.

Mo Qingchi's expression remained unchanged, but Xiong Batian's eyes, who didn't seem to be interested in anything, had changed, and he glanced at the young man who called himself Ba Fenghan with blazing eyes, and then looked down at Mo Qingchi. (To be continued.) )