Nameless Ghost Doctor

A table fell from upstairs, and Changhong smashed the table in mid-air to pieces with a single blow of his sword. The shopkeeper who was afraid of tearing down the shopkeeper on the second floor forcibly rushed up to persuade the fight, looked at a group of people with swords, Hiding in a corner shivering.

Hearing what the big man said, Mo Yuntian wanted to laugh, "So, you small sects are only worthy of this inferior sect."

"You!" The big man seemed to have just remembered that he was shameless to bully the few, "Mr. Mo, please give me a word of virtue."

A group of bullying people, seeing that the backbone was injured, did not dare to make a mistake in a short period of time, Mo Yuntian sneered, and gave a light "Oh~" as a response.

The big man stepped forward angrily, regardless of the wounds on his body, and hit Mo Yuntian directly with another move. No matter how powerful Mo Yuntian's force is, he can't defeat a hundred with one enemy. He has already suffered some small wounds. It hurts.

Mo Yuntian looked at the big man with cold eyes, and was ready to take precautions, but a gray figure suddenly flew in from the window, and flicked away the big man's tricks with his whisk.

Everyone was still in astonishment, and when they saw the figure falling in front of them, they were shocked again. If they read correctly, it was Zhang Ziyu who came, who was jealous. Zhang Ziyu's face was tense, and he flicked the whisk , Putting it on the arm, without saying a word, but with an unquestionable and clear attitude, standing between the two waves of people, obviously protecting Mo Yuntian.

"I've heard of Daoist Zhang's name for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you." The big man took the lead in softening his attitude, and they still had the upper hand against Mo Yuntian. If Zhang Ziyu was added as a hard rock, it would be hard to say, and there was no need to fight head-on.

Zhang Ziyu kept a cold face and didn't answer. He was obviously dissatisfied with them. He cast a glance at Mo Yuntian behind him, "Pavilion Master Mo, you are really powerful."

Hearing that Huatou didn't seem to be partial to Mo Yuntian, the big man was overjoyed, and said: "Mr. Zhang, today is a private matter between me and Mr. Mo, and I hope Mr. Zhang will forgive me."

Zhang Ziyu didn't have a good face towards Mo Yuntian, and he might not have a good face towards him, "It's nothing to do with me, but everything fell on my head, so I have to take care of it!"

Zhang Ziyu's attitude was tough, and Mo Yuntian was taken aback when he heard that, just now to avoid someone's sneak attack, he just lifted the table, how did he hit someone so coincidentally?Or is it Zhang Ziyu who can't tolerate sand in his eyes?

"Daozhang Zhang," Mo Yuntian thought for a while, but he still spoke first. Zhang Ziyu is not an unreasonable person. If he said it now, he might be able to keep it private. "Daozhang Zhang, the thing that was left just now was something that Mo was in a hurry. I have no choice but to do this, and I hope Senior Zhang will forgive me."

Zhang Ziyu snorted coldly, "In that case, let's have a good talk today, Pavilion Master Mo Shao." It just so happened that he had heard something these days and wanted to talk to Mo Yuntian about recent events.

Mo Yuntian frowned. Today is really not a peaceful day. There are so many troubles. Rather than facing Zhang Ziyu, it is better to let him have a quick fight with these ignorant people.

As if seeing Mo Yuntian's embarrassment, Zhang Ziyu flicked his whisk, "Everyone, please go back."

The group of big men quit, but they still maintained their superficial respect, "Zhang Daochang, we still have something to discuss with Mr. Mo..."

"I think you guys are almost done with the discussion. I'm afraid it's still going on. This store is going to report to the authorities." Zhang Ziyu said with a firm attitude, "You guys can talk about it another day."

Zhang Ziyu's face has always been tense, but now his face shows a wave of impatience, and he doesn't hide it at all. If he continues to be entangled like this, he is afraid that nothing will be left behind. The big man gritted his teeth and waved his hand , took a group of people away.

The shop clerk had been hiding at the door of the building trembling all the time, and a group of vicious people passed by him, almost making him incontinent in fright.After the group of people had left, he said tremblingly, "This...upstairs..."

Mo Yuntian took a breath, knowing what he was talking about, he took out ten taels of silver from his pocket with his backhand, "Tell your shopkeeper, wait downstairs."

The child was immediately grateful to Dade, and went downstairs in a hurry. Mo Yuntian straightened his clothes, trying to make himself look more energetic, and made a gesture of invitation in a personable manner. Only then did he see that the upstairs was already in a mess. One piece, not even a place to sit.

Fortunately, Zhang Ziyu didn't care, and sat down after finding a clean place. Mo Yuntian withdrew his awkward hand, and sat down opposite him, "I don't know if Senior Zhang has anything to order?"

"Pavilion Master Mo is serious. I'm just a Taoist priest, and I just happened to pass by today." Zhang Ziyu straightened Fuchen, "But it's true that I have something to ask."

Mo Yuntian straightened his waist and sat upright, "Senior, I will tell you everything."

"Have you seen Ye Mei?" Zhang Ziyu didn't like to beat around the bush, and got straight to the point.

"Well, I've seen it." Mo Yuntian also tried to answer concisely and clearly.

Zhang Ziyu looked at him, "Did she ask you to do those things at the martial arts conference?"

Mo Yuntian fell silent now, not knowing whether he should say it, but Zhang Ziyu saw that his expression was different, so he didn't ask, "Apart from these, what else did she ask you to do?"

Mo Yuntian remained silent, Zhang Ziyu frowned, and without waiting for his answer, he got up from the ground, "I see, Master Mo, please come back."

"Senior Zhang!" Mo Yuntian also stood up and stopped him suddenly, "Thank you for your help today, senior."

Zhang Ziyu looked at it, still with a stinky face, "Even if you don't have me, you won't be able to survive, I just don't like them bullying others like this."

"Senior Zhang."

"Pavilion Master Mo, is there anything else?"

Mo Yuntian saluted respectfully, and said with some embarrassment: "Senior Zhang, please call me Mo Yuntian, I am no longer the young master of Moyu Pavilion."

"Really? I don't remember when Moyu Pavilion abolished the young pavilion master and established someone else." Zhang Ziyu coldly dropped this sentence, although what he said was true, it also made Mo Yuntian stunned in place for a long time.

It is true that Mo Yu Pavilion did not send anyone to help him, but they did not expressly inform the world that the young master of Mo Yu Pavilion had changed, but those people seemed to have decided on Mo Yuntian's "abandoned son", and they came forward without hesitation. The empress wanted to step on him, even he himself thought about it for many days, but now that someone mentioned it suddenly, his heart felt sore again.

After Zhang Ziyu left, Mo Yuntian stood there covering his eyes for a long time, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips, laughed silently, then laughed again, and then laughed wildly upstairs for a long time, and then he walked steadily The next building.

As if something had changed, but also as if nothing had changed, he was still the unrestrained Mo Yuntian.