Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

The Promise Sect Master Luo was originally the current martial arts leader, but now that the Promise Sect Master has died, the Promise Sect has also been wiped out.The righteous martial arts people gathered together and decided to elect another martial arts leader.The head of the Jiuhua sect always likes to show off and invite all the famous and decent sects, making the general election of the leader a vigorous one.

Whether it is a long-established hero, or a street vendor, someone who knows martial arts but not, even the current emperor has heard the news from the eunuchs and maids.

Almost everyone in the world knew the news, except Mo Nanchen who recently went to the Western Regions to relax.

When Mo Nanchen had just returned to Xuanming Sect, Feng Tianjiao had told Mo Nanchen the matter of the decent faction's selection of the leader of the martial arts as a joke.After Feng Tianjiao finished speaking, she laughed first, and she said mockingly: "The martial arts leader chooses one to die, and I don't know which unlucky guy this time is."

Mo Nanchen lowered his eyelids slightly so that it was hard to see what was going on in his heart. After a while he raised his eyelids and said lazily: "Why don't I remember this matter? Didn't Xuan Mingjiao receive a hero post?"

Song Yanqing stood aside holding the sword, hearing Mo Nanchen's voice, he knew that he was angry.Song Yanqing lowered her head and remained motionless, lest Mo Nanchen see him and remember what happened to Luo Qiuyi before.

Mo Nanchen glanced at his left and right protectors, and said with a sneer: "Song protector...forget it, right protector, you go and write a letter to the head of Jiuhuamen. Just say that this seat limits him to three days, and the hero The post was sent to Xuan Mingjiao. If there is no hero post in the hands of the seat on the third day, then when the martial arts conference begins, it will be the day when he will destroy the Jiuhuamen."

Song Yanqing raised her eyebrows, expressing sympathy for the Jiuhuamen who were about to be exterminated.

Feng Tianjiao looked extremely excited, she cupped her fists slightly and walked out of the hall quickly.When passing by Song Yanqing, there was a gust of wind.

Song Yanqing looked at Feng Tianjiao's back, then looked back at Mo Nanchen.He tilted his head, and suddenly realized that after Feng Tianjiao left, only he and Mo Nanchen were left here.Every time he and Mo Nanchen looked at each other, Mo Nanchen would hold back his stomach, and then dragged him to relieve his boredom.

Before Song Yanqing had time to leave, Mo Nanchen said, "Is there anything else that Guardian Song can do?"

Song Yanqing replied, "No."

Mo Nanchen waved to him, and said with great interest: "Song Protector has lived in the Western Regions for a long time, but have you ever seen a martial arts conference?"

Song Yanqing shook his head, and Mo Nanchen smiled in satisfaction.

He changed into a comfortable posture and continued: "Then you can follow me to see what the martial arts conference looks like."

With a smile on Mo Nanchen's face, he poured a glass of wine and asked some beauties to dance for him.Song Yanqing took the opportunity to sneak out, ran to Yong'an County at the foot of the mountain, ate a roast chicken and bought a jar of wine.

Just as Song Yanqing expected, Jiuhuamen didn't intend to invite Mo Nanchen at all.On the third day, Mo Nanchen received a letter from Feige, which was a reply letter from the master of Jiuhuamen.The master of Jiuhuamen looks like a white-faced scholar, and his temperament is also like a scholar.In just a few words, he scolded Mo Nanchen from head to toe, and at the end he said, 'If Master Mo doesn't know so many words, I can ask Protector Song to read it to you'.

While stroking the pigeon, Mo Nanchen read the contents of the letter to them in a soft tone.Before he finished speaking, Feng Tianjiao flicked the whip angrily and said, "A small Jiuhuamen, who is this disgusting?"

Mo Nanchen raised his hand to signal her not to speak, he slowly put away the letter, and said to Song Yanqing: "Guardian Song has a good rest tonight, and tomorrow you and I will go to the martial arts conference."

He tapped the pigeon's head with his fingers, narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Today's World Martial Arts Conference, I'm going to make a decision."

Listening to Mo Nanchen's words, Song Yanqing couldn't help asking curiously in her mind: "Why do I think Mo Nanchen has a special liking for ransacking homes and destroying families?" '

[Mr. Song can refer to the description of Mo Nanchen in the original text: When Mo Nanchen is angry, he will destroy a sect to calm down.When bored, he would destroy a sect as a pastime. ]

Song Yanqing suddenly realized: "I understand, it turns out that his hobby is ransacking homes and destroying families." '

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There was still more than half a month before the martial arts conference, after Mo Nanchen left the teaching affairs to Feng Tianjiao, he took Song Yanqing down the mountain to attend the martial arts conference.

When walking halfway, they passed a county town.There happened to be a carriage passing by them, Mo Nanchen tilted his head to look at it for a while, and waved Song Yanqing to buy one for him too.The person who bought the carriage recommended a coachman to them. Mo Nanchen sat in the carriage, and he looked up at Song Yanqing, and Song Yanqing became his coachman honestly.

Song Yanqing didn't know the way, and Mo Nanchen didn't know the way either, but Mo Nanchen never had to think about these things.When they went out, Feng Tianjiao had explained it before, but the winding path around here made Song Yanqing confused.He drove the carriage and walked for a long time. Song Yanqing was not relieved until he passed a small inn.

When the storekeeper saw the carriage approaching, he immediately went up to meet it.Song Yanqing stopped the carriage and asked him the way to Mount Jiuhua.The shopkeeper didn't answer directly, he looked at the sword in Song Yanqing's hand, turned his eyes and asked with a smile: "Is the hero going to participate in the martial arts conference?"

Song Yanqing accompanied Mo Nanchen to exterminate the family, not to participate in the martial arts conference.So Song Yanqing shook his head resolutely when he heard the shopkeeper's question.

The shopkeeper asked again: "The young man just graduated from the school?"

Song Yanqing didn't have a teacher, and the one who taught Zuo Hufa swordsmanship was an old swordsman, who had already been reincarnated.

The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked shopkeeper narrowed his eyes, secretly looking at Song Yanqing.Although the names of Xuanming Sect leader and Zuo Hufa have long been resounding throughout the world, everyone who saw them died.Except for Luo Qiuyi, no one in the Central Plains Wulin really knew what they looked like.

The shopkeeper looked at the sword in Song Yanqing's arms again, just about to show him the way.A white hand opened the curtain of the carriage, and the storekeeper heard the sound and looked over, only to see a feminine man sticking his head out of the carriage, with long black hair loosely loose, a red dress slightly messy, wide open. The neckline will cover the chest, covering the beautiful scenery on the chest.

There was some blush on the man's beautiful face. He held a wine jar and poured it into his mouth drunkenly.The wine slid down his neck along the corner of his mouth, soaking his thin red clothes again.

Song Yanqing always stayed by Mo Nanchen's side and was used to his flourishing beauty.He nodded to Mo Nanchen and said, "Ask for directions."

Mo Nanchen let out a long oh, he drank all the wine in the jar, and said in a long voice, "Have you asked clearly?"

Song Yanqing looked at the shopkeeper, who was staring at Mo Nanchen's face with straight eyes.

Mo Nanchen was so drunk that he didn't notice the shopkeeper's gaze for a while. Song Yanqing was worried that Mo Nanchen would react and smash the shopkeeper's head in a fit of anger.He turned sideways quickly, blocking the shopkeeper's view.

He waved his hand in front of the store, and asked again: "Why, let's go."

Mo Nanchen lost interest after watching it for a while, retracted his hand and returned to the carriage to continue drinking.The shopkeeper looked away regretfully, he licked his lips, swallowed his saliva and earnestly pointed Song Yanqing in the direction.

Song Yanqing nodded and drove away in the carriage.

It was getting darker and darker, and there was no one on the way.No matter how Song Yanqing looked at it, he didn't think this was the way to Mount Jiuhua.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Yanqing said to the system: "System, do you think I was cheated. '

[I'm sorry Mr. Song, the original text didn't explain this episode, and the system doesn't know exactly what will happen. ]

At this moment, a string of torches suddenly lit up not far away. Song Yanqing stopped the carriage and took a rough look. There were about a dozen people on the opposite side.

The leading man stepped forward and shouted loudly: "If you are sensible, hand over the people in the car and the money, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Although Song Yanqing didn't intend to pay attention to them, these people blocked the road so tightly that it was impossible for the carriage to pass.

Mo Nanchen, who smelled of alcohol, poked his head out of the carriage. He pointed at Song Yanqing's shoulder and asked the person opposite, "Who are they?"

Song Yanqing was afraid that he would spit on him, so he replied stiffly, "The robber."

Mo Nanchen obviously didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to meet the robbers. He looked at the opposite person with some novelty, and said with a smile: "This is really a rare thing. I have lived for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I have met."

Song Yanqing said: "Subordinates, too."

Mo Nanchen got out of the carriage with the wine jar, sat next to Song Yanqing, smiled at the robbers and said, "Do you know who this seat is?"

The leader of the robbers looked greedily at Mo Nanchen's face, and he spat and said, "Damn, the third brother is right, this goblin is so pretty."

He waved the steel knife and shouted: "Brothers, follow me and chop down the guard with the sword, go back and enjoy this beauty, everyone who sees it will have a share!"

The rest of the robbers followed suit, and Song Yanqing yelled, thinking that they really were a group of warriors.

Mo Nanchen was taken aback by the robber's leader's words. He shook the wine jar and looked at the robbers rushing towards him, and suddenly laughed.

He leaned against Song Yanqing, trembling with laughter.Seeing the leader of the robbers slashing at Song Yanqing with a long knife, Mo Nanchen raised his hand and threw the wine jar up to block the long knife.The robber took two steps back after being hit, and the wine jar was also shattered, and the wine inside splashed Song Yanqing all over.

The robber leader spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily: "Okay, it seems that you can also do some kung fu."

Mo Nanchen seemed to have had enough of playing, he jumped off the carriage and patted the robber's head straight with palms.

Seeing this, Song Yanqing, who had been holding the sword, silently closed his eyes.After a series of screams, Song Yanqing felt a gust of wind brush her cheek.

He opened his eyes again, and there was a pile of headless corpses neatly stacked not far away.

Song Yanqing turned around and opened the curtain to see that Mo Nanchen was lying on the soft couch, fiddling with the robber leader's spike necklace with bloody fingers.

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