"Qin Mo has seen Senior Huo Di!" The first person to wake up was Huo Di who had seen in Nantang City. Qin Mo held a spear and dragged a deep scratch on the ground, shaking it.

He walked over and greeted.

"Hmm, my head hurts so much, it hurts me so much!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, what happened just now, how did the good station become like this?"

"It hurts so much. Who was that person just now? He was so powerful. I just looked at him and felt a severe pain in the head and lost consciousness. Is that person the legendary martial master? Or the martial master?"

In the square, there were constant muffled groans and moans, and they all crawled up with their heads in their arms. When they saw that the east wing of the station and the side near the gate had completely turned into ruins, they all looked shocked.

"Qin Mo, are you okay?" Wu Yifan, Zhou Xiaopang and others also woke up. When they saw Qin Mo with his shirt broken into strips and his face was pale, they hurried over, their eyes full of concern.

"It's okay, I can't die. I'm just suffering from internal injuries. I'll be cured in two days of rest!" Qin Mo patted Wu Yifan's shoulder and then looked at Zhou Xiaopang. Fan Hongli showed a comforting smile to show that he was not seriously injured.

"It's him, when will he come to Xianyang?" Luo Xueman was wearing white clothes, but at this time he was stained with a lot of dust, but he still couldn't hide his gorgeous face. Looking at Qin Mo's familiar front shadow,

Luo Sherman's eyes were full of complexity.

"Oh, I'm saying who is so embarrassed? It turns out that Junior Qin is back!" A sharp voice sounded from the crowd. Zhou Long followed behind Huo Di, squeezed out the crowd and walked out. The one who had just made a sound was the one who was just now.

Zhou Long.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that Junior Qin is not very lucky, he actually looks like this! He doesn't look like a student, but like a beggar on the street." Zhou Long narrowed his eyes, looked up and down at Qin Mo, and said sarcastically.

Just now, when Lu Yizhuang was standing above the inn, Zhou Long and Huo Di and others felt the abnormality, rushed out of the house as soon as possible, but he looked at Lu Yizhuang from afar and couldn't bear it.

The pressure that Zhuang specifically exuded fainted on the spot.

Therefore, Zhou Long, who had just woken up, naturally could not see the scene where Qin Mo and Lu Yizhuang fought later.

Now, seeing Qin Mo becoming so embarrassed, Zhou Long thought that Qin Mo had no time to rush out of the house and was buried under the ruins, otherwise he would not have looked so miserable.

When I was in Nantang City a year ago, Zhou Long was beaten up by Qin Mo. Zhou Long had always held a grudge in his heart. Now, seeing Qin Mo in such a embarrassing manner, how could he miss the opportunity to sarcasm and tease?

"Senior Qin Mo, have the teachers taught you when they were in the college? A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, so he has to learn a lesson this time, haha..." Zhou Long pointed at Qin Mo and laughed,

Don't say how happy it is.

"Zhou Long, do you deserve a beating? Believe it or not, Xiao Fatty Master beat you up!" Fatty Zhou rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and took a step forward and hooked his fingers at Zhou Long with a provocative look, not taking Zhou Long seriously.

"Hmph, Fatty Zhou, I didn't offend you, why did you have to get along with me!" Zhou Long looked at Wu Yifan standing aside with fear and said with a hard neck.

In fact, in terms of true cultivation, Zhou Xiaopang, who has just entered the initial level of King Wu, is far from being the opponent of Zhou Long, who has reached the peak of King Wu. However, behind Zhou Xiaopang, there is Wu Yifan,

That was the third prince of the Beiwu Dynasty. Zhou Long was not so bold that he was openly against the prince, unless he himself didn't want to be in Beizhou.

"Hmph, if you don't want to be beaten, just shut up for grandpa! Otherwise, you will be beaten up and you will be full of teeth." Zhou Xiaopang didn't give Zhou Long any face, and shouted loudly.

"You...!" Zhou Long pointed at Zhou Xiaopang, his face turned pale and angry. He wanted to contradict him a few words, but he seemed to be really afraid that Zhou Xiaopang would take action, so he could only stare at him in anger.

The students next to him couldn't help but look shameless when they saw Zhou Long's cowardly look. Even Huo Di, who had a good relationship with Zhou Long, couldn't help but frown when he looked at Zhou Long, and showed a trace of shame.

Joy.

People who practice cultivation should have a fearless heart that moves forward. Only in this way can they go further in the difficult and dangerous martial arts. Let me ask, what can a person achieve even if he is timid even to do something?

"Forget it, Fatty, Senior Zhou is just kindly reminding me!" Looking at Fatty Zhou's majestic appearance, Qin Mo shook his head helplessly and smiled. Qin Mo didn't care about Zhou Long's misunderstanding of him, so

I don't intend to explain anything.

"It's good that Junior Qin can come back safely! Don't run around alone next time. Shenzhou is not as dangerous as Beizhou!" Huo Di didn't want Zhou Long to be too embarrassed, so he walked out first and nodded to Qin Mo.

The senior's identity is a warning.

"Thank you for your concern!" Qin Mo nodded to Huo Di and responded. Qin Mo couldn't say that he had any friendship with Huo Di, but since the other party was out of concern, Qin Mo naturally wouldn't show his face. So keep it

Take the politeness you should have.

"Senior Qin, I don't know what happened here just now? Before I fainted, I seemed to hear someone calling you your name with Senior Qin! When I woke up, I found that it seemed like a big battle here. Did my junior provoke someone?"

Deaton paused and asked.

The powerful and vast figure floating in the void has been lingering in the depths of Huo Di's mind. That powerful aura is so shocking, as vast as the starry sky. Huo Di is sure that that person is definitely at least

He reached the legendary Martial Master Realm. Even his mid-level Martial Emperor's strength could not resist the pressure.

"This junior is not very clear. When I woke up, I found that it turned out like this. I must have found the wrong person. Otherwise, with such a big man's anger, I will not have the life to stand here now." Qin

Mo shook his head and didn't want to say much, so he casually found an excuse to respond.

"I think so, those who are so arrogant are not something that we can contact!" Huo Di did not doubt Qin Mo's words. With the cultivation of King Wu of Qin, how could he come into contact with those of such a level of people with the cultivation level of Qin Mo?

.

In Huo Di's heart, Qin Mo still left at the beginning of the year. No matter how fast Qin Mo practiced, he would be at least the middle level of the Martial King. However, what Huo Di could not imagine was that Qin Mo's cultivation level had long exceeded that of

He reached the peak of the Martial Emperor.

"Let me find a room, I want to heal my wounds!" Qin Mo ignored Huo Di, approached Wu Yifan's ear, and said in a weak tone.

"Okay, the west wing of the post station should not be affected. I will take you there!" Wu Yifan also discovered Qin Mo's weakness at this time and helped Qin Mo walk towards the west wing. The tip of the Poxu Gun was dragged on the ground, Mars

It was emitting everywhere, making continuous puff sounds.

"Senior Qin, take good care of your injuries. Remember our agreement a year ago!" Huo Di's voice came from behind.

"I dare not forget the agreement. I will ask Senior Huo for advice at that time!" Qin Mo turned around and looked at Huo Di, nodding helplessly.

When he was in Nantang City, Qin Mo had an agreement with Huo Di to compete in martial arts competitions. With Qin Mo's current strength, Huo Di is no match for Qin Mo at all, and Qin Mo has long disappeared.

The idea of ​​challenging. But since Huo Di proposed it again, Qin Mo had no choice but to respond.

"Qin Mo, I'll help you get the gun!" Fan Hongli walked up and saw Qin Mo's empty steps, and couldn't help but take the spear in Qin Mo's hand. However, when he bought the spear, Fan Hongli's face changed, and his face instantly

Becomes red.

"Huh!" After a moment of pause, Fan Hongli finally came to his senses and let out a long sigh. The initial level of Wu King Wu's Yuanli ran to his arms, slowly lifted the Breaking Void Spear and carried it on his shoulder and followed.

I almost felt embarrassed just now. I didn't expect that this inconspicuous black spear would weigh a thousand pounds, and I almost fell off my hands when I was careless. Fan Hongli looked at Qin Mo's back with a strange look on his face. It was really a pervert, a spear weighing a thousand pounds.

If you use it for yourself, let alone using the marksmanship, you will be very tired even if you carry it all year round.

"Old Fan, walk faster, don't you just carry a spear? Why are you doing alone behind?" Zhou Xiaopang couldn't help but urge him when he saw Fan Hongli carrying a spear slowly behind.

"Isn't it just a spear? Try it!" Fan Hongli rolled his eyes at Zhou Xiaopang, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. The movement Yuanli threw the spear directly at Zhou Xiaopang.

"I just take it, I'm going to take it. What's the big deal..., cough, cough..., why is this spear so heavy!" Looking at the spear thrown over, Zhou Xiaopang casually reached out to pick it up. As soon as he bought it, Zhou Xiaopang said,

He felt something was wrong, and staggered back a few steps before barely holding the spear in his arms, almost making a fool of himself in public.

Seeing Zhou Xiaopang's embarrassing appearance, Fan Hongli showed a strange smile of conspiracy on his face, clapped his palms, walked past Zhou Xiaopang with brisk steps, and walked towards the west wing.

"What kind of gun is this? It's definitely more than a thousand pounds! Damn, stinky old fan, I almost made you die of vagina!" Zhou Xiaopang used his Yuanli to shake the spear awkwardly, then hurried it to his shoulders, cursing and talking.

Go up.

In the Lu Mansion and Qingzhuyuan, three figures stood respectfully, and were Lu Baihai, Lu Yizhuang and Lu Dai. In the stone chairs in the courtyard, there was an old man with long gray hair and white beard sitting slowly tasting the tea in the cup.

"Old ancestor, that boy named Qin Mo must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise it will be a disaster sooner or later!" Lu Yizhuang bowed slightly, his tone filled with evil spirits.

"Lu Dai, are you sure that Qin Mo, who broke Shentu Zhuangwen's arm, and Qin Mo who had just appeared at the Xicheng Station, were the same person?" After a moment of silence, Lu Chunqiu put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the light like a blade in his eyes.

Looking at Lu Dai, the terrifying aura made Lu Dai dare not even raise his head, and stood aside and trembled with trembling.

"Old ancestor, the disciples must never speak nonsense. Just because of the unique spear and name, the disciples will be sure that it was Qin Mo who appeared in the Chongqing Li Realm who was bullying Luo Tian." Lu Dai said with a certain tone.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that the Emperor's peak cultivation level can defeat the Emperor's Great Perfection. This kind of genius is rare in a thousand years. Even the ancient martial arts family in Kunlun realm is probably rare. Unfortunately, they stand in the Lu family.

The opposite of the two." A sharp light flashed in Lu Chunqiu's eyes, but it did not hide the appreciation at all.

"Father, the saint who just took action, the child suspected that he was the one who rescued the Qin clan a hundred years ago!" Lu Baihai, who was originally standing aside, looked up at his father and expressed his conjecture.
Chapter completed!