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The cold wind of the night is wrapped in crushed ice and snow flakes, like a beast baring its fangs in the dark backyard.

The guy's pupils shrank suddenly, his muscles tensed, he gritted his teeth, turned around and fled.

There was no one behind, but the same figure appeared again.

Act like a ghost.

——He took two steps back uncontrollably, his eyes full of fear.The person in front of him was completely wrapped in a black cloak, and his face was invisible. He was obviously much thinner than himself, but possessed strange and unpredictable strength.

The fingertips that were playing with sharp tools were so delicate that they were flawless, as pale and transparent as ice and snow.This hand is very steady, the poisoned sharp edge can't hurt him at all, I don't know when it fell into this person's way.

"The devil..." the guy murmured, knowing that he could no longer escape, his eyes showed deep-seated hatred.

The short soldier flying around Mu Fan's fingertips was finally quietly held in his hand again, and he looked thoughtfully at the orc in front of him.

The orc stared straight up, as if he had made up his mind, he rushed towards Mu Fan quickly——

The roar that was about to burst out turned into a hoarse murmur in the end—Mu Fan withdrew his hand, and the snow finally returned to silence.

Northwest of the Rat Meadow Tavern.

Bruce led Lu Mengji through the cleared path, and made a "please" gesture before the entrance of the cellar.

All the way down the gray steps of unknown material, Bruce pursed his lips all the time, and there was no joy or anger in the gray vertical pupils. It was not until Lu Mengji consciously walked in front that his clenched right hand gradually relaxed.

The cellar entrance was closed from the inside.The laughter of the tavern a hundred meters away was blocked, even if someone screamed in the cellar, they would not be easily spotted outside the door.

Lu Mengji glanced at his feet.Bruce held the lamp, casting a dark shadow on the extended steps, with his other hand hidden in the shadow.

The steps in the cellar were steep and damp, and the two of them went all the way to the bottom, and a low table appeared in front of them.

"What did you come to me to ask?" Bruce asked, rolling up an earthen cigarette.

"What price?" Lu Mengji said.

"What's the matter?" Bruce leaned on the desk and chair, looking at him with a bit of guard.

The surroundings of the low table are full of sundries, and several large bundles of haystacks are placed in front of one wall. It seems that the sun is out of sight, and there is no warm scent of sunshine, but it is damp and gloomy and black.

Lu Mengji glanced over lightly, and Bruce's right hand was clenched slightly for a moment where he could not see.

"The problem of moving south, and the problem of Moshan."

Bruce narrowed his eyes: "The first one is five hundred luka. As for the latter one..."

Lu Mengji raised his chin.

"Originally two hundred lukas."

"what about now?"

"Now," Bruce paused, and said in a deep voice, "Now, I want your life in exchange!" After saying that, the gray vertical pupils flashed fiercely.The man's figure suddenly bulged, his bulging muscles carried a surge of true energy, which seemed to be between the outer martial arts and the inner martial arts.At the same time, two figures suddenly appeared behind the haystack and attacked like Lu Mengji at the same time——

According to the information, the Rat Meadow Tavern, in addition to the owner of the Tavern, Bruce, does have a total of four guys.

The suspects are here.Lu Mengji didn't wait any longer, and put his fingers together like the wind, the only fire in the cellar was extinguished, and he fell into stagnant darkness.

The two guys rushed to nothing, their expressions flustered for a moment, but they were well-trained to guard Bruce's side, tightly protecting the weak point of their backs, and looked into the darkness vigilantly.

Bruce's face was even uglier than theirs. The moment Lu Mengji melted into the darkness, he knew he had misread—the orc who thought his cultivation was two steps behind his was actually far beyond his imagine.This cat-and-mouse game has been reversed.

"Arnold, go up and see if he's outside." Bruce's voice was hoarse and tense.

The guy who was called was stunned: "Teacher, he is obviously in the cellar—"

"I told you to go up and you go up." Bruce's tone was already warning.

Can walk one is one.

The guy gritted his teeth, nodded, and groped his way to the top of the cellar.Seeing that his little apprentice finally touched the exit, Bruce heard a scream before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't move." At the same time, Lu Mengji's cool voice sounded behind Bruce's ear.

The orcs struggled violently, but were easily suppressed by the absolute strength gap.

After a few breaths, including the two fellows, they were all facing a catastrophe and were very stubborn. Three pairs of bloodshot eyes stared at Lu Mengji, vowing to die without saying a word.

Lu Mengji tied them together, but his eyes were thoughtful.

There are many doubts about Bruce.

His cultivation base is extremely weird, and the aura in his dantian is crooked. It doesn't look like he has practiced the Yuxu Jue that Qingjue stole, but it looks like he took a lot of detours and hit it by mistake.

In order to verify his deduction, Lu Mengji condensed his monster power into a knife and cut through the orc's wrist.The rust-like smell of blood overflows instantly, without the sweet and greasy plum fragrance.

"If you want to kill, kill, what kind of tricks are you playing? Am I afraid of you?!" Bruce roared.

Lu Mengji clicked his tongue and asked, "What is the relationship between the Moshan tribe and you?"

Bruce stared at him for a long time, but he revealed a piercing smile: "I'm not the last one, kill me, you Moshan devils still can't escape God's punishment."

Venerable Lu has a bad temper, but at this moment he still patiently explained to him: "This deity is not a beast of the Moshan tribe."

Bruce paused, and was furious again in an instant: "Do you think I will believe you? You obviously have a devil's breath on you—"

Lu Mengji raised his eyebrows, his eyes were already unfriendly.How dare to slander A Fan's favorite fetish!

On that side, the disdain in Bruce's eyes was even more arrogant, and he was extremely disdainful of Lu Mengji's behavior of pretending to betray his ethnic group and win his trust.

At this moment, the entrance to the cellar was suddenly knocked.

"Bruce, are you in there!" The clear and clear voice passed through the heavy wooden door, but it made Bruce, who had planned to die heroically, turn pale.

Lu Mengji stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled and walked up the steps.

The orc's pupils contracted violently, and at this moment his eyes were tearing apart: "Bastard, let it go—"

"What's wrong?" The female named Mana seemed to hear the sound in the cellar, and took out a bunch of keys to try to unlock it.The orc's angry eyes finally turned into pleading at this moment, and finally turned into despair.Lu Mengji didn't even acknowledge that he didn't look back at him.

The moment the wooden door opened, decades of hiding in this small town rushed through Bruce's mind one after another, and finally settled on Man'a's face.With a roar, he tried his best to break free and wanted Mana to run quickly, but he was suppressed by the monstrous force, unable to move or make a sound.

In desperation, Bruce vaguely heard the conversation at the cellar door.

"Bruce is out."

"It's so late? The snow is still so heavy—" Mana complained.

"Information business, after all, has to work harder. Go to the tavern and wait for him, he will come back at night."

"Oh, are you his friend? Why have I never met?"

"That's it."

Mana blinked, and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, I didn't say it earlier! It's time to buy you a drink just now!"

When it was time to shoot again, Lu Mengji was very grateful.

Mana burst out laughing: "So you care? Is there a female? It's the one next to you just now, right?" When he laughed, he was as hot as alcohol: "Sneaking a female to the tavern? Interesting. Okay, wait Bruce is back for a drink!"

The young man waved to Lu Mengji, turned and left without thinking too much.

The cellar door was closed again.

When Lu Mengji turned his head, he was facing Bruce's blank gaze, and when he looked at Lu Mengji again, he was less angry and more scrutinized.

Lu Mengji looked at him calmly.

"Who the hell are you?" Bruce said hoarsely. If he was a member of the Moshan tribe, he would not let this opportunity go.

"People who have the same purpose as you." Lu Mengji didn't talk nonsense with him, and threw something out of the mustard bag.A huge black corpse suddenly appeared at the bottom of the damp cellar. The wound running through the entire abdomen was exactly the same as Lu Mengji's aura. On the dark fur, the animal pattern that belonged to Mo Shan could be faintly seen.

Lu Mengji looked at Bruce, and the orc's eyes instantly turned into ecstasy and hatred, and the spiritual power of Ye Luzi started to riot again.If it wasn't for Lu Mengji's suppression, he would have jumped on that corpse in the next moment, wishing to eat its flesh alive.

On both sides of him, the guys who were firmly tied up also had fiery eyes, and when they looked at Lu Mengji again, they were convinced.

"You killed it." Bruce finally restrained his overflowing emotions, and looked straight at Lu Mengji.

Lu Mengji nodded, and he turned on the light again. The pure white animal pattern on his right shoulder finally dispelled Bruce's last doubts.

The mature orc bowed his head to him without hesitation: "I apologize to you for what I did just now." He looked at him half relieved and half self-deprecating: "You are a real warrior. Compared with us who dared to hide here To be brave too much."

Lu Mengji snapped his fingers, and the demonic power suppressing the three disappeared invisible: "Why do you think we are from the Moshan clan?"

Bruce replied, "Because of the breath."

"A breath of the devil?"

Bruce still seemed to be puzzled. In the entire Pandora planet, only the Moshan tribe would have this characteristic, otherwise they wouldn't have admitted their mistake just now.He added: "But you are stronger than them."

It turns out that what the orcs call breath is cultivation.Lu Mengji was slightly surprised. He and Mu Fan both hid their cultivation, but they were spotted by the sixth-level orc who had not thought about it.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Bruce shook his head: "Among all the orcs outside Moshan, I am the only one who can detect this."

"What about your tribe?"

The look on Bruce's face already gave him the answer.

Lu Mengji recalled what the orc from the Tiger Clan, Woma, had said on the starship.There used to be more than a dozen large and small tribes in Moshan. The rise of the Moshan tribe was accompanied by the demise of other tribes.

"How did you get your cultivation base?"

Bruce smiled bitterly: "It's a long story."

Lu Mengji nodded: "Okay, let's wait until everyone arrives."

Bruce had no objection, but he seemed to suddenly think of something when he heard the words, his expression suddenly froze, with obvious anxiety.In the blink of an eye, the details that were ignored just now are connected in series——

"There's something wrong with the two people in the tavern. I'll stop the leading one, and you go and stop the other one..."

"...Hee hee, you care so much? Is there a female? It's—the one next to you just now, right?"

Bruce's face paled instantly: "Just now, my men went down and stopped your companion..."

Lu Mengji raised an eyebrow.

Bruce hurriedly said: "Ah Qi will not attack females, please rest assured! There is only anesthesia on the dagger, and it was originally intended to catch alive—"

Lu Mengji's eyes gradually deepened.

Bruce almost wanted to slap himself, he used anesthetics and knives on the female, and regretted it in his heart: "I'm going now-"

The cellar door was pushed open again.

"Here we come." Lu Mengji said succinctly, looking upwards, finally softened for a moment.

There were two people coming, one heavy and one light footsteps.Bruce suddenly found that his proud disciple was forced to walk in the front, his eyes were full of bewilderment and disbelief, as if he was still in a dream.Behind him was Lu Mengji's companion in a black cloak.

Bruce finally felt relieved.Fortunately, it is not the worst case.Mana must have misjudged, how could a female restrain her subordinates, and how could an orc bring her female into danger.

"Thank you to this warrior for his mercy." Bruce thanked solemnly.

Mu Fan casually returned the guy named Ah Qi to him.

Ah Qi's eyes were still filled with grievance, shock and bewilderment.

Another guy, A Nuo, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him in a low voice. Even the teacher couldn't beat him, so it's not ashamed to be restrained.

But—Ah Qi made a mouth shape, and finally shut up obediently.He simply doesn't believe in this world, it's too embarrassing to say it...

"How did you find out?" Lu Mengji leaned forward and asked.

"If they were sent by Qingjue, they wouldn't use such little things to deal with me." Mu Fan chuckled and returned the dagger.

Bruce was curious when he heard the words. Of course he had heard of Qing Jue, the most respected high priest of the entire Moshan tribe.The person who can make even the devil's priest dare not take it lightly is actually a head shorter than himself.

Lu Mengji took the dagger, the shiny green on the blade was really a plant anesthetic.

Bruce turned his head in shame, and happened to see Mu Fan take off his cloak.

The long, pitch-black hair poured out, but the flawless facial features did not lose the sharpness in the eyes in the slightest.

Bruce's first reaction was bad - he actually sent someone to attack the female!

Behind him, A Nuo and another clerk were staring at him intently, if they could take one more look, only Ah Qi bowed his head in shame.He, an orc, who beat all the invincible opponents in the town except the teacher, was beaten by a female with no power to fight back——

It was the best looking one he had ever seen.