"Little baby!" A short figure appeared in front of Leng Che, and an old and mischievous voice sounded from above her.

Hearing the sound, Leng Che narrowed his eyes, and then said in surprise: "Senior, why did you appear here?"

"Hey, I heard that you were trapped by that bastard, so I came here to play when I was bored for a while." The old man sat opposite Leng Che and said with a smile: "Someone doesn't want you to suffer, so the old man I After I gave you both a pair of wings and double cultivation, I was entrusted by someone to pick you up."

It turned out that this old man was the wretched old man who gave the double cultivation book to Leng Che and Mo Zihan last time.

Leng Che's eyebrows trembled, is it necessary to carry it?But he said eagerly: "Then thank you, senior!" There was also a hint of joy and anxiety on the cold face.Because of Mo Zihan's promise to marry Liu Ming, Leng Che couldn't close his eyes for several nights. Now that he can go out, no matter how calm he is, he won't be unmoved.

Seeing that Leng Che was in such a hurry, the old man waved his hands and said, "Oh, don't worry, anyway, there are still a few days before the marriage between that bastard and Mo girl, besides, the old man has already got you out, there is no way they will get married Now, I have to take you to the Forbidden City of the Purple Spirit first. But before that, you have to have a few drinks with the old man!"

The corner of Leng Che's mouth twitched slightly, and then he pulled the corner of his mouth and said: "Senior, look at my current situation, can I drink?"

Hearing this, the old man looked at the injuries on her body, babbled twice, and said indifferently: "It's okay, or you can just watch while I eat." A small table filled with delicious food and delicious wines.

Leng Che wanted to raise his hand to rub his temples, but he couldn't, so he looked at the wretched old man who was happily eating and his mouth was full of oil, and said helplessly, "Senior, can you untie the chains on me first? "

The wretched old man glanced at her, then raised his hand holding a chicken leg and pointed at the chain.In an instant, there were several crisp sounds, and Leng Che moved his hands freely. Although every movement would cause pain in his chest, Leng Che still didn't put this on his body, and his face was as usual. Sit down in front of the small table, pick up a wine glass and fill it with wine, and drink it in one gulp.

Not as hot as expected, but cool and refreshing, with a hint of sweetness, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.I also felt that the pain in my chest was reduced a lot.

The tip of Leng Che's tongue slowly brushed over his lower lip, and instantly snatched the wine jug from the hand of the wretched old man, and poured it down with the mouth of the jug facing his lips.

"Oh my god! That's a thousand-year-old wine that I managed to find! You bastard! How dare you drink it like that! I &¥%#¥¥%..." The wretched old man was taken aback after being robbed, Immediately after realizing it, he yelled at Leng Che with heartache.

After the wretched old man finished cursing and Leng Che finished drinking, he put the empty jug on the table, glanced lightly at the wretched old man who was flushed with anger, and looked like a monkey butt, ignored him, took He picked up the chopsticks and ate the food.

Seeing Leng Che like this, the wretched old man opened his eyes wide open. He had never seen such a person. He drank the wine he kept and took it for granted.

Immediately, he covered his chest with one hand, pointed at Zhengxiang's Leng Che with trembling fingers and said in a trembling voice: "...This... This, this, this... Is this what a junior should look like to a senior?!"

"Senior, I can't call you that all the time, can I?" Leng Che put down his chopsticks, and was just about to grab another jug ​​of wine beside her, but found that a hand faster than her snatched it away and hugged her tightly, staring at her vigilantly. .

Seeing this, Leng Che raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hands, raised his head to look at the wretched old man, with a half-smile.

"...I forgot what my name is, but everyone calls me Xie Lao." Xie Lao took a few sips of wine, wiped his mouth, and said.

Leng Che thought for a while, and had many questions in his mind, but it was not suitable for this place, so he asked Elder Xiang Xie, "When shall we leave?"

Hearing this, Xie Lao babbled and said: "Let's go now, you little baby has lost his vitality, his sternum is broken, there is a hole in his abdomen, and there are hidden wounds, tsk tsk... It's a miracle that he didn't die."

Leng Che didn't care about Xie Lao's stinky mouth, but nodded, and said: "Now that I have no real energy, I'm afraid I have to rely on Xie Lao."

Xie Lao waved his hand, put away all his things, and said: "I just need to be careful not to break your ribs." After saying that, he picked up Leng Che with one hand and disappeared into the secret room.

And the next moment, the two of them appeared high in the sky. Leng Che gritted his teeth and endured the strong wind, but it was strange to say that the wound did not hurt so much. I wonder if it was because he drank too much wine. So a little paralyzed?

"Master, this is one of Mo Zhuang's disciples." A man threw the person on his shoulders to the ground, and said coldly with his back turned.

"Well, you go down first." Turning around coldly, he glanced at the man, and then fixed his eyes on the warm corpse on the ground.

"Yes." The man replied and walked out, closing the door behind him.

He squatted down coldly, stretched out his hand to pinch the dead corpse's chin, looked into his eyes, the true energy flowed into the corpse's body along the palm of his hand, but no trace of true energy could be detected.

Frowning coldly, he probed the true energy into the Lingtai and Dantian, and found that the source of true energy in the Lingtai is still there, but the true energy stored in Dantian is slowly dissipating, and a white gas is causing chaos in the Dantian.After thinking about it coldly, he then separated a stream of true energy and enveloped the white gas, forming a ball and dragging the gas out of the corpse.

Looking at the cloud of hazy gas coldly, he probed his true energy into the body of the corpse again, only to find that the true energy in his dantian had no tendency to dissipate.

He narrowed his eyes coldly, with a trace of surprise in his cold eyes, "Distortion San? Is there any other force that has premeditated plans against Mo Zhuang?"

After burning the gas, he turned back and sat on the chair coldly. After a moment of contemplation, he clapped his hands.

There was a twist in the air, and a figure appeared, kneeling in front of Leng Lie, and a hoarse voice came out, "Villa Master."

"Go to Mo Zhuang and find out how many disciples have weak feet and unsteady walks, and then report to me." He ordered coldly and lightly.

"Yes." The man replied and disappeared.

And Leng Lie smiled coldly, and said to himself: "Although I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend, it has saved a lot of trouble."

"Villa Master..." Mo Hun stood beside Mo Wuhuan, hesitantly said: "Something is wrong, did the Villa Master notice it?"

"...What's wrong?" Mo Wuhuan paused slightly, then continued to write, and asked in a low voice.

"There seems to be something wrong with the disciples in Zhuangzhong." Mo Hun remembered that when he went out just now, many disciples were a little strange, walking unsteadily, staggering vainly, and frowning.

Mo Wuhuan put down his pen, folded up the paper in his hand, stuffed it into an envelope, and handed it to Mohun.

"Hide this envelope close to your body, and hand it over to Zihan when the time is right." Mo Wuhuan whispered to Mo Hun with an incomprehensible emotion on his face.

Mo Hun looked at the owner who was a little lost, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, but he nodded immediately, and carefully put the envelope in the safest place in his clothes.The owner didn't let him put it in the storage ring, but let him hide it close to his body, so this envelope must be very important.

"You can go to Miss's place to guard in a while. Today is the announcement about Zi Han and that Liu Ming. There must be chaos in a while. Zi Han is still a little weak. Go there and protect her." Mo Wuhuan ordered.

"Yes...the owner..." Mo Hun replied, and said hesitantly.

Mo Wuhuan waved his hand and interrupted: "I'm fine, with my cultivation, nothing will happen."

Hearing this, Mo Hun was slightly worried, but still nodded, pushed open the door, and walked towards Mo Zihan's room.

After Mo Huan left, Mo Wuhuan sighed softly, stroked a strand of black hair on his temples, walked out of the room, and walked towards the busiest hall.

"What is this called! This Mo Zihan, Miss Mo Zhuang is married to Liu Ming, the young suzerain of the Blood Drinking Sect?! This... this, this, this... is against the law!!" One of them An old man in a gray gown, with all white hair and a slightly fat body said angrily.

"Old Fu, please keep your voice down. Anyway, we are now on the territory of Mo Zhuang. Although this incident is somewhat unbelievable, we can't make such a loud noise." A middle-aged man beside Lao Fu He patted his shoulder and reminded him softly.

"Hmph! I have practiced for more than 600 years, and I have never seen such absurd things! Since ancient times, there is no balance between good and evil, and one of the leaders of the righteous way is so confused! To marry the devil, such a person who is shameless and insults the righteous way Thanks to her, Mo Wuhuan, she was able to do it! That Mo Zihan is not a fun thing, and he wants to marry someone from the Blood Drinking Sect! This Mo Wuhuan had a relationship with Liu Feixiao, the lord of the Demon Dao, hundreds of years ago It's embarrassing, but now my daughter actually wants to marry into the Blood Drinking Sect! It's true that any kind of person can give birth to any kind of daughter!" Not only did the old man not listen to the middle-aged man's advice, Instead, he shouted angrily with a righteous look on his face.

When other righteous people heard these remarks, they all whispered and started talking, and the hall was full of noise.And those few words of Old Fu also fell into Mo Wuhuan's ears.

"Clap clap clap..."

The crisp applause spread throughout the hall, and everyone looked at it, only to find that it was Mo Wuhuan leaning against the door, looking at Lao Fu with a smile on his face, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

That old man had already petrified in place, his upright expression just now disappeared without a trace, and his body was trembling slightly.

Mo Wuhuan raised the corners of his lips, straightened up and walked towards Lao Fu slowly, stood in front of him, and said with a smile: "Why don't you say it? I still want to hear it. Such passionate words really made me listen for an instant. Enlightened, suddenly awakened."

"...Ah... this..." After hearing this, Lao Fu's face turned red instantly, his eyes turned around, and he spoke incoherently.

"What's the matter? Aren't you good at speaking before? It's so exciting. After such a long time, this is the first time this village has heard such a good speech." Mo Wuhuan approached Lao Fu, stretched out his hand and patted his cheek On the shoulders, Lao Fu's face turned into a liver color by the way, and his shoulders shook violently twice.

"You look so tired, do you mean you are tired? Are you thirsty? Come on, this is my best tea, Trichosanthes, try it." Mo Wuhuan handed the teacup in his hand to Lao Fu, his eyes widening. Narrowing his eyes slightly, his eyes shone coldly, staring at him closely.

Old Fu took it with trembling hands, and under Mo Wuhuan's gaze, he drank it all in one gulp, then he opened his mouth wide and yelled out, fanning his mouth with his hand continuously, his lips were half swollen.

Mo Wuhuan looked apologetically at the scalded old man who was baring his teeth and fanning his mouth, and said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, why did you drink it so quickly? This is the tea I just brewed, it's so hot That's right. Come here! This guest feels a little uncomfortable, so send him to the side room!" Mo Wuhuan summoned a few people and ordered.

Looking at the burnt old Fu who couldn't speak, Mo Wuhuan snorted coldly, adding so many fire pills was enough for him.

Just as Mo Wuhuan looked back, he raised his head and met Leng Lie's cold eyes.The lips curled slightly, and a pair of eyes met coldly and without emotion.

Looking coldly at her icy eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in those cold eyes, and a sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

On the other hand, Yunfeng calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, his calm eyes were as calm as water, showing his aloofness and calm demeanor.Quietly watching the silent confrontation between Leng Lie and Mo Wuhuan, without saying a word.

Han Lin squinted his eyes, listened to the conversation of the people in the hall, curled his lips, a little disdainful, but also somewhat incomprehensible of Mo Wuhuan's actions.

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There was a man who sold spears and shields in the state of Chu. He first boasted of his shield, saying: "My shield is so strong that no spear can pierce it!" Then he boasted of his spear and said: "My spear is so sharp that no matter what shield you use, it will pierce through it!" Someone asked him, "What will happen if you pierce your shield with your spear?" Stabbed him to death: "Just fuck you have too many things!"

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