There is no escape, the son is hard to coax

Just like leaving in the middle of the night six years ago, Mo Qiyue took the banner of going out of the city to hunt, and once he left with his trio, he would never return. But helpless.

Who would have thought that Mo Xiaoqi, who pretended to be obedient and conscientious, would suddenly play this trick again?This made Mo Xingyun's originally prepared men and horses useless, so he could only keep sending out messages, telling the scattered children of Mo's family to pay attention to the small scourge, and not to play themselves into trouble again.

Mo Qiyue, who was determined to go out alone, naturally would not let the people of Obscure Moon City interfere with him, so he had already made various preparations for leaving home today. I wouldn't go there even if I was beaten to death!

Walking the road he walked six years ago, Mo Qiyue felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he just silently repeated the lost way that day.It's just that at that time, he walked around in the dark with his head sullen, but now he is under the bright blue sky.There is no such thing as a deserted grass, and there is no such a fraudulent shop that was discovered by mistake. The most regrettable thing is that the teacher who kept talking about how to keep etiquette and how to use words is in the distant place at this moment. capital city.

"Let's go!" Mo Qiyue clamped his horse's belly, lamenting that there is enough time for memories, and the important thing is to go and see in person.

It was originally agreed to study hard every year, and you can spend a few months to see everywhere, but Mo Qiyue has never been to Lizhou City, let alone Leaving Moon City.It's not that I don't want to, but I always feel that I am not qualified enough.I am not qualified to touch the world I want to see, and I am not qualified to show off the knowledge I have acquired in a short period of time, so I curl up in the Obscure Moon City day by day, desperately trying to learn more things and know how to use them. skills.

"It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books." Mo Qiyue silently chewed this sentence in his heart. Back then, he used this as an excuse to finally let the old man let him go, but now, it was the beginning of his real journey of thousands of miles.

For several days in a row, Mo Qiyue and his group did not encounter anything. Except for occasionally listening to gossip from people in the rivers and lakes at the roadside tea shed, Mo Xiaoqi didn't even have the desire to act alone.Eat food one bite at a time, and do things one by one.Mo Qiyue is used to everything being arranged and done step by step, so no matter how interesting things are, he keeps them in his heart for the time being and only focuses on doing what he is doing well.

"Master, why don't you take advantage of this year's competition to go to the capital?" When no one was around, Shunzi still had a lot to say.

Obviously, the time for the five-year competition has come, and the young master has honestly tossed about five years without seeing Mr. Luo. It makes no sense to give up the opportunity to show himself at this time!

"In this world, besides Wu He and ordinary people, there is another kind of people that I have never seen before." Mo Qiyue said with regret.

Those who rule the country, those who are warriors will secure the country, and those who are skilled will save the world by self-cultivation.

Because he has never been interested in learning, Mo Qiyue only thinks that Zhe's mouth can annoy people to death; because of his background, it is difficult not to get in touch with Wu Zhe.Only the practitioners, who have heard about it from time to time, seem to exist in the story, so unreal.Therefore, Mo Qiyue made arrangements in her heart early on, and she must see what kind of existence a Sightseeer is.

"Master, are you joking?" Shunzi's face froze instantly.

The existence of sorcerers is so secretive and rare. If the young master has to fight with sorcerers, shouldn't they kill themselves first, so as not to be played to death later?