It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

It was not yet dawn on the second day, and Mo Wuming went for a morning run to warm up as usual, boxing and practicing palms in a quiet place, and it was the same as usual. It seems that this is the world in "Swordsman" and whether there is Dongfang Bubai, this person has never been in the heart lake Make waves.

Indeed, whether it exists or not, it does not prevent Mo Wuming from living a normal life here. The things and people in the book have nothing to do with him. The reason why he thinks so much is that he doesn't like the suspicious things that he thought he knew. Sex, impatient!

Um?Mo Wuming received the style, and there was movement.Follow the sound and search carefully, he wants to see what is causing the monster, a boy and a half? !

Before he got close, he smelled of alcohol, and he was still sleeping so innocently in the grass half a person's height. Mo Wuming frowned and kicked him lightly. If it wasn't for the occasional snoring, he would have thought that this fellow Flying was born.

"Huh? Good wine~"

The young man in the grass was moaning, but he was still awake. Mo Wuming frowned and stood still, looking around. There was no danger around him, and there were no traces of human-made fighting and dragging. It seemed that the young man had drunk too much himself. The person who came here touched the other party's skirt, it was wet, he must have slept here all night.

Mo Wuming stood still, his brows were no longer furrowed, his face was expressionless, he didn't like such a drunk person, he could easily miss things, so he didn't leave directly, but because this person was a half-year-old.

This place is still in a small town, although it is remote and there are few people, but it is not far from the official road, and the danger is not great. Mo Wuming thought for a moment, and threw the insect repellent bag he was wearing on the sleeping person.

It was already dawn, and it was time for him to go back to have breakfast. He glanced at the young man whose face was half covered by messy hair. Some people of this age have already married in this era. Such a bastard is so ignorant. , Mo Wuming turned and left.

Linghu Chong vaguely felt something touching his calf, his mind was in chaos, his eyes struggled to narrow, a piece of black cloth dangled and disappeared in his eyes, and his eyes closed again.

Something hit his chest again, he pulled something casually, covered his head with one hand and sat up, pounding his head, muttering: "Mmm, dizzy."

Mo Wuming who was suddenly grabbed: ...

Putting down the foot he had just raised, he turned around and looked down at the half-sitting drunk with a blank expression.

After returning to his mental state, Linghu Chong was much more sober. He went down the mountain yesterday and stayed in the tavern and drank too much. Things haven't been done yet, eh!Putting down the hand that was beating his forehead, looking up at the person beside him against the light, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly let go of the hand that was pulling the other person's clothes, and stood up in an instant.

"Brother, take the liberty." The embarrassment flashed by, Linghu Chong looked around and looked up at the sky, it was not too late, this place was less crowded, why did this man come here so early in the morning? Puzzled and asked this question.

Mo Wuming spoke softly and concisely: "Morning exercise, I'm going back." He also had no intention of making friends with this person, and he didn't want to ask any more questions, so he was about to say goodbye and leave.

"Ah, haha, just right, drop by, let's go together." Linghu Chong thought that the other party was a taciturn person, so he didn't feel embarrassed. He patted the back of his head, patted his clothes, and followed.

"Brother, this is yours. Thank you, I will return it to you." He picked up the medicine bag on his chest and smelled it, and knew that it was for repelling insects. This brother must be a benevolent and kind person.

Mo Wuming looked at the medicine bag raised to his side and replied: "It's not worth anything, take it, little brother, you can use it when you stay outside at night." This kind of thing is sold everywhere here, and he can configure it himself. I don't want to pick up.

"Okay, then thank you brother." Linghu Chong laughed and stuffed the medicine bag into the middle of his belt. This brother had a gentle voice, he spoke in a calm manner, and his bearing was also extraordinary, and he started to make friends again. Huashan Linghu Chong, I don't know what to call your brother?"

Um?Linghu Chong! ?Mo Wuming paused, and turned sideways to reply: "Jiangganzhou Mo Wuming, you are the chief disciple of Yue Buqun Yue of the Huashan School!"

Mo Wuming carefully looked at the young man in front of him who was no longer up to his shoulders. His hair was combed back to the back of his head, his face was upright, his eyebrows were thick and well-shaped, his eyes were bright and energetic, his nose was high and straight, but his jawline was soft and youthful. .

"Yeah, brother Mo recognizes my master?" Linghu Chong felt that Mo Wuming had been watching him for a long time, so he didn't care much, and stepped forward.

"I don't know, I heard it occasionally. In the past two days, I heard many people talking about the Huashan sect's acceptance of disciples." few.

The town wasn't that big, and it didn't take long for the two of them to stand in front of the Yingkelan Inn.

"We're here, I'll stay here, little brother Linghu, let's have breakfast together."

"Okay, thank you Brother Mo for your hospitality." The two chatted happily, and Linghu Chong didn't refuse much.

The two entered the lobby on the first floor one after the other, found an empty table on the side and sat down, waiting for Xiao Er to serve the meal.

Here, Mo Wuming and Linghu Chong were chatting happily. Yanzi woke up leisurely in the guest room upstairs. He didn't see Mo Wuming, so he was not surprised. After washing up a few times, he hurried downstairs. Yesterday he had a drink with Big Brother Tong. Chatting, not eating much, this will really know that I am hungry.

"Huh? Brother, Brother Linghu?" Yanzi saw Mo Wuming sitting in the corner chatting with someone at a glance. This person didn't look like the brothers who came with them from the back, so he was puzzled What kind of person can make Wu Ming talk so freely, and when he approached, he found that the other person was actually Linghu Chong. He was even more puzzled, how did Brother Linghu get here, and how did these two people know each other?

Mo Wuming looked up at Yanzi, this kid's eyes are wide enough, does he know Linghu Chong?His brows furrowed unconsciously.

"Yanzi, why are you here?" Linghu Chong was surprised and delighted, and stood up all of a sudden, "You and brother Mo are brothers? Why do you have different surnames?"

Mo Wuming asked both of them to sit down first, and exchanged greetings slowly, "Yanzi, tell me first, you and Brother Linghu are old acquaintances?"

"Hey, do you know how we met? We met in the tavern in our alley in Minglan City at the beginning of the year. I told you before that I met a little brother who knows how to drink and can drink. That's him. " Yanzi said and patted Linghu Chong on the shoulder.

The two looked at each other and giggled, Mo Wuming didn't interrupt, but nodded to indicate to continue.

"It's not rare to meet someone who fits well, and the more we chat, the more we hit it off. When we talk about my martial arts practice, Brother Linghu even taught me boxing..." said the happy place, laughing and gesticulating .

While chewing a piece of peanut, Mo Wuming looked at the two of them and thought that Yanzi later practiced the weird moves that looked like Drunken Fist but not Drunken Fist. Perhaps it was because one drunk taught the other drunk to learn.

"Then you don't know that he is from the Huashan sect and lives here, why is he so surprised?"

"I really don't know. He didn't stay for many days. We probably got drunk and chatted, so I don't remember some things." Yanzi scratched his head, thinking that the two of them had met, it was absurd, and then turned to ask Linghu Chong , "Minglan City is thousands of miles away from Mount Hua, how did you get there?"

Linghu Chong put away his smile at Yanzi, straightened his body slightly, and said indifferently: "Well, I went with my master. Before he went to Bashu Songfeng Temple, he passed by Minglan City and stayed for a few days."

"You guys went to Songfengguan, where is that place?" Yanzi asked curiously.

"There was a small gang called the Qingcheng faction, and the master Changqingzi had a disciple named Yu Canghai. He conspired against the Xue family, a former Jiangzhou martial arts family, and people from all corners of the world were invited to find out the truth and speak out for justice. I followed my master to join in the fun."

Mo Wuming put down his cup, thinking, could it be that Chengxue's house was stolen? During that time, there were many martial arts people coming and going, and Yue Buqun even traveled thousands of miles to participate.

He intuited that Fang Mian had a lot to do with that matter, although he didn't know if he provoked it, but there must have been some fuel to the flames, but he didn't know who was the final beneficiary...

"Oh? And then, what is the truth? What about the stolen things?" Yanzi lowered his voice and urged Linghu Chong to continue talking, with his hands on the table, he stretched his head over.

Not stupid yet, knowing that this matter should not be publicized, Linghu Chong stretched his head cooperatively, and continued in a low voice: "There is no direct evidence that the incident was provoked by the Qingcheng faction. There were several forces involved in the robbery of Xue's house, and I don't know Who released the rumors, anyway, this matter was not found out in the end. But it is true that the Qingcheng faction intercepted and killed a person near Minglan City, and there are physical evidences, that person probably got the treasure of the Xue family, "

"Didn't the baby join the Qingcheng faction? Is it true?" Yanzi asked, he remembered that during that time, there were many rude men in the inn, and many of them chased after them to Bashu, saying that they were going to some kind of faction Yes, it must be the Qingcheng faction, so doesn't that mean that all these things have entered the Qingcheng faction.

"It is true to intercept and kill someone, but the Qingcheng faction does not admit that they have obtained the treasure. No one found traces of the treasure in Songfeng Temple, and no one found out the exact information of the treasure. In the end, the Qingcheng faction took out a lot of things to thank Everyone returned their innocence and sent everyone away."

Linghu Chong curled his lips, he didn't like the behavior of the Qingcheng faction, he was arrogant and immoral, and the people nearby feared him.

"Oh!" Yanzi sat back, his tone was a bit somber, and he suddenly thought, "What is that treasure? So many people... help to find it." The scramble to snatch it must have killed many people.

Mo Wuming raised his eyes to look at Yanzi, who smiled back with his teeth bared.

"It is said that they are martial arts secret books, various extinct medicines, and some people say that there are treasure maps, weapons of former knights, etc. I have never heard of anyone who has seen it with their own eyes, so I don't know if it is true."

Mo Wuming was a little speechless, but those who besieged and killed Fang Mian that day must be members of the Qingcheng faction. Ah, I don’t know what happened to Brother Fang after a few months. Brother Fang should also be a member of the martial arts. He thought before that, Brother Fang is a son of an official family, heh!