Infinite Heroes Seat

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, in Chengdu, there are countless lanterns at the entrance. Some are hung outside the door of the shop residence, and some are held in the hands of pedestrians. Children play with lanterns in groups. There are all kinds of styles. KitKat Posture, brilliant and dazzling.

The girls are all dressed up in splendid fashion, and the Qiang girls' swan clothes and beautiful clothes are more exotic, with laughter and playfulness one after another, overflowing the city gate avenue lined with shops. In the crowded streets, the sound of firecrackers was endless, and the smoke was everywhere, full of a festive atmosphere.

A man and a woman in the crowd are enjoying the lanterns. The woman wears a tulle face and has only a pair of bright eyes outside. However, with the excellent temperament and slender figure, she is known to be a beautiful woman, and she is surrounded by A 60-year-old man with a long knife on his back, a burly figure, and eagle-eyed beard, although old, but with unspeakable domineering every move.

The relationship between the two seemed extremely close, and the woman's eyes on the man revealed a touch of friendship from time to time.

It's just that whenever the man stretched out his hand to embrace the woman, the woman always laughed and hid to the side to prevent the other person from touching him.

Looking depressed at Shi Qingxuan who dodged once again, the corners of her eyebrows twitched slightly, and said dullly: "Qingxuan, tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why do you and I have a chance to have a life? It has delayed the beauty of this beautiful day!"

Shi Qingxuan glanced at him grinningly, "My father-in-law, don't forget your current identity, I don't want to hear that when someone mentions Tyrant Yueshan in the future, he will say that he eats tender grass and ruined his reputation."

Mo Wen was even more depressed after hearing this, and pulled the whiskers on his face, "Why do I have to pretend to be Yueshan, a Xiying, plus a fat Anlong, it can't be done with a single knife? Why is it so troublesome? "

Shi Qingxuan's eyes narrowed slightly. Then he said sternly: "Daddy Yueshan has always treated me and my mother well. After my mother died, he was also taking care of me. Back then, Xi Yingzeng took advantage of Father Yueshan's affairs. Killed his family. If possible, I hope you can use it. This identity avenges him. It can also be regarded as a comfort to his spirit in the sky."

Seeing Shi Qingxuan's serious expression, Mo Wen could only say what else, he could only whisper that you must make up for me in the future, and then continue to wander around the temple fair.

In a short while. The two turned into a horizontal alley. The more pedestrians there were, the lights in front of the surrounding shops were brightly lit, and the whole street was lit up, looking like a long dragon of lights from a distance. From time to time, I can see some guys happily greeting us and sending them to passers-by with small things in their hands to solicit customers. Obviously this is a bustling commercial street.

The two walked a few more steps, and then stopped in front of a pawnshop, with red pillars and black plaques and a spacious door. This pawnshop is also the most atmospheric store on the whole street.

Seeing the two approaching, a buddy greeted him immediately.

"Some of you want to **** something. Today, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the shop prepared drinks and drinks, and every guest officer can taste them for free."

Mo Wen didn't have a word about this, but he drew the long knife from behind. The dazzling cold light made the whole street cold, and the original noisy atmosphere suddenly stiffened.

The group of pedestrians stopped one after another and leaned over.

"What does the guest officer mean?"

The young man was surprised at first, and then sneered again. He also had some punches and kicks, but he was far from his opponent, but he was not relying on these, but his back and the relationship between the owner.

"Although this shop is a small business, it is not something that anyone can bully. Our owner is the brother of the Xie family in Dominion Castle. You'd better think about it before making trouble—"

Mo Wen gently touched the long knife in his hand, but Mo Wen shook it casually. The long knife glided across the man's face like lightning, and it was stuck on the plaque. Most of it was submerged, only one remained. Xiao Xiao was exposed.

Seeing the guy whose face changed drastically, Mo Wen smiled faintly, "I'm going to be a sword, and tell Anlong that I'm going to tell you that I'm here to work as a sword in his shop by Dadao Yueshan."

Looking at the dazzling blade, the man swallowed and couldn't speak.

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In Sanhualou, in an elegant room, three people were drinking in it, a fat man with a round figure, a handsome son, and a scholar.

The scholar was dressed in blue clothes, tall and thin, and he appeared to be gentle on the surface, but the pair of eye-catching eyes revealed an evil and cruel light, and his eyes were even more purple, which was strange and terrifying.

At this time, the fat man and the scholar each had a girl sitting on their laps, teasing and playing, but the boy was a bit dissatisfied, just drinking on his own, his handsome face with a touch of gloom, seemingly indescribable Of depression.

Then I saw the fat man raise his glass and said, "Congratulations to Brother Xi, Ziqi Tianluo Dacheng, this time I will be able to cut that Yueshan under his hands."

The scholar was not polite, took the wine glass and drank it, and then said grinningly: "That Yueshan knows whether to live or die, and hides as a tortoise like this for so many years. This Tianjun does not bother to find a waste person. Trouble, but when he heard that Lord Bentian came to Bashu, he even dared to ask someone to give him a word and trouble him. He really didn’t know whether to live or die. Lord Bentian simply fulfilled him and asked his family to reunite in the Yincao Netherworld, which was regarded as a challenge for me. The stepping stone in front of Song Que is ready!"

One bite, one heavenly monarch, but that scholar is extraordinarily domineering.

And the fat man smiled on his face, but he secretly mocked in his heart, "Back then, you were defeated by Yue Shan because of a single trick. In the end, you only dared to kill in front of the door when people were not at home, and then you didn't know where to hide. , I’m actually still saying bluntly that I don’t want to let them go. If it hadn’t been heard that Yueshan’s skill was greatly reduced because of the change of practice, you would have run away long ago!"

Thinking like this in his heart, the fat man’s face was even more smiling, and he raised his glass to respect, “That’s, who doesn’t know how powerful Ziluo Tianzheng is? Down."

Listening to the shameless flattery of the fat man, the scholar became more and more proud, while the boy next to him let out a cold snort with disdain.

"Why, Nephew Hou has a different opinion?" Xi Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, and the purple light almost burst out.

Glancing at the scholar, the white-clothed boy didn't reply, and drank the wine to himself, the disdain was beyond words.

"You!" Xi Ying has a bad temper. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed the whole family because of the failed test, so that he would forge a deadly vengeance like Yueshan. Seeing that the young man is so contemptuous of himself, he suddenly became angry and stretched out his hand to face it. The son caught it.

Just with his hand in the air, he was stopped by another big chubby hand. Infuriating spit out, both hands trembled slightly, and then they separated at the same time.

"What do you mean, Anlong? Is it possible that you also want to fight against Lord Bentian?"

An Long narrowed his eyes and said with a grin: "How can I be, Brother Xi, this time I'm waiting to gather together, but I'm going to conspire big things, how can I hurt my peace?" After speaking, he persuaded the young man in white clothes. : "Xibai, this time I am waiting to seize the immortal seal, but I have to rely on Brother Xi for help. Go and apologize to Brother Xi!"

The white-clothed young man put down the wine glass and glanced at the two with a cold eye, "Xibai came this time just to inherit the immortality of his master and his old man, so that he can find revenge for that person. As for the junior Shi Qingxuan, Xibai will not make a move. , The two uncles still don’t want to plan like this."

Hearing this, Anlong's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the whole round face was clumped together, with a faint dislike. This Hou Xibai was kind and soft. If Shi Zhixuan and Yang Xuyan had problems, he would not find it. This Hou Xibai inherited the magic.

And Xi Ying over there also said weirdly: "I heard no ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Anlong, you are still a flower cherisher, you are a passionate son, but I, Xi Ying, don’t know, since I don’t tell you That Junior Sister shot, what shall I ask you to do when I wait?"

Hou Xibai was about to speak, but there was a knock on the door outside. A buddy ran in and whispered a few words in Anlong's ear.

I saw An Long's brows frowning and tightening. After waving his hand to retreat, he watched Xi Ying and Hou Xibai slowly and said, "Brother Xi, Xibai, that Yue Shan and Shi Qingxuan have come to the door, both of you. Are you interested in going there?"

Xi Ying was taken aback, and then laughed wildly, "Okay, okay! Since Yueshan can't wait to come and die, this Tianjun will fulfill him. It happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival and send him a family reunion!"

Hou Xibai frowned, hesitated, and then he didn't know what he thought of, but he sighed.

"I can help you deal with Yueshan, but I will never touch the hair of Junior Sister!"

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