Infinite Heroes Seat

There was no words for a night. The next day Mo Wen came out of the city early and walked along a small road. It was late autumn, and there was a sudden snow in the sky. After walking a few steps, the snow became bigger and the snowflakes hit his face. Looking around, I saw a vast expanse of white, wild people disappeared. After walking for nearly ten miles, the water in front of me was flashing, and it was a small lake. At this time, the weather was not very cold, the lake did not freeze, the snowflakes fell on the lake surface, all melted in the water, rows of plum trees beside the lake, plum blossoms plus ice flowers and snow stamens, it is even more brilliant.

Mo Wen stood by the lake, his expression hesitated, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly hearing a sound of water, a flat boat floated out of the bushes. I saw a woman at the stern rowing a boat with an oar, long hair cape, white clothes all over, and a golden band tied to her hair. The white snow reflected, and she was even more brilliant. He didn't hear that this girl was dressed like a fairy, and he couldn't help but stay in a daze after seeing many beauties. The boat slowly approached, only to see that the woman Fang Dang was young, but at the age of fifteen or six years old, her skin was snowy, she was extremely beautiful, her complexion was so beautiful that she could not be looked at.

The girl shook the boat to the shore and shouted at Mo Wen: "Brother Mo, come on board!"

Mo Wen had already come back to his senses at this time. After all, Wang Yuyan beside him was not inferior to this woman. Are they just men? They always cherish the things they didn't get.

With a slight smile, he leaped onto the boat with a light lift. The whole boat didn't move at all. The girl's eyes lit up and she praised, "Brother Mo, light work is really good!"

Mo Wen glanced at her, and said unhurriedly, "If you want to learn the kung fu of a three-legged cat, if you want to learn it. I can teach you, my Huang Xian brother?"

Huang Rong's face flushed, knowing that the other party had discovered her identity. But she was the one who was at a disadvantage. She curled her lips lightly, and then counterattacked: "Did you find out who I was long before that you were so good to me?"

Mo Wen suddenly screamed: "How can it be? Even though you found that you were a woman that day, but you put on makeup, how could I have thought that you would be such a celestial beauty? I knew it—"

Knowing that Mo Wen's voice is wrong. But Huang Rong couldn't help asking: "What if I knew it earlier?"

Mo Wen smiled, staring at the opponent with scorching eyes, only Huang Rong's face was blushing. Then he said, "I knew I would be slapped by Huang Xian's side, and said nothing to leave!"

"You shit!" Huang Rong's face was even redder, and she was gentle and gentle yesterday, but today she is humorous and witty. A few compliments and a few jokes. Just let the last gulf between the two disappear, and for a while, the boat was filled with laughter like Huang Rong's silver bells.

The two chatted for a while, and they saw Huang Rong asking, "Brother Mo, where do you go on this trip?"

Mo Wen stretched out, took a breath of breath, and said, "There is no special place to go. Sister Rong'er also knows that I don't lack money in my house, and she still has some kung fu. So I wanted to go around freely. Fixed place."

But then Mo Wen thought for a while. He added: "But right now, I want to go to Beijing, the capital of China."

"Why? But to see the local customs in the capital?" Huang Rong asked puzzledly.

"No, has Sister Rong'er ever heard of the old Shenxian monster Liang Ziweng?"

Huang Rong shook her head. Her family is in Jiangnan. Although she has not learned much from her family, she is also a newcomer to the world. What kind of person is her father Huang Yaoshi? Maybe Xidu, Nansu, and Beibei will be mentioned in advance. Liang Ziweng is such an infamous figure.

Mo Wen gently scooped up a lake, then put it back in the water, with an indescribable elegance and a kind of extravagance.

"That Liang Ziweng is an old man from Changbai Mountain. Although he is not a master of martial arts, he is good at raising snakes. I heard that he has a medicinal snake that has been raised for more than 20 years. I have eaten a lot of rare birds and animals, but I haven't tasted the medicated snake that has been raised for many years, so I want to try it."

Huang Rong's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly whispered: "Brother Mo, Rong'er will make snake soup for you by then."

"Well, there will be good food in Xia then."

The boat gently glided across the lake, and Huang Rong suddenly remembered something, "Brother Mo, how do you know Liang Ziweng is in Zhongdu, isn't he a master of Changbai Mountain?"

Looking up and down Mo Wen, from the expensive clothes to the waist accessories, Huang Rong suddenly said: "And you can also withdraw money from the world's largest Tonghui bank at will. Isn't Brother Mo's family background unusual?"

Mo Wen suddenly stood up and stood in front of Huang Rong.

"Want to know?"

The hot breathing made Huang Rong's neck itchy, and then she heard a smirk and said, "As long as Sister Rong'er marries me, you will know it naturally!"

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The central capital, Beijing, is the capital of the Great Golden Kingdom. At this time, it is the first place in the world to outperform the prosperous city. Even the old capital of Song Dynasty Bianliang and the new capital Lin'an are not as good. I saw the painting pavilion of the Red Mansion, the Zhumen of the embroidered household, the carve and the horse racing. The giant high-counter shops are full of exotic goods and foreign objects; the teahouses and wine shops, but you see Huafuzhulu. The road is really full of flowers, the flute and drums are noisy; Jin Cui Yaori, Luo Qi fragrant.

On this day, there was a man and a woman at the gate of the city. They were handsome and handsome, with extraordinary temperaments. The women’s skin was as beautiful as snow, and they were extremely beautiful, like gods. The two were like golden boys and girls, extremely Good match, and intimate state, aroused the attention of passers-by.

These two are Mo Wen and Huang Rong who came from Zhangjiakou. Huang Rong ignored Mo Wen’s joke on that day, but he also knew the other side’s heart. Along the way, Mo Wen was gentle, humorous, and talented. Gentle and considerate, the relationship between the two can be said to have heated up rapidly, and now Huang Rong doesn't mind Mo Wen holding her little hand for a small advantage.

The two of them were wandering around here, and then they saw a sudden rush of people, and people rushed to one place.

When the two of them were curious, they followed, and only when they saw it did they find out that someone was competing with each other.

On the road, a pennant was fluttering under the new wind, with red flowers on a white background, embroidered with the four gold characters of "Competition for Marriage". An iron gun is inserted underground on the left side of the pennant, and two iron short halberds are inserted on the right side. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with bright eyes, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a middle-aged man were standing there at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

After that, the big man walked up and said, "The surname is Mu Mingyi, a native of Shandong. Passing through the precious land, one does not ask for a name, and the other is not for profit. It is only for the young girl's age and has not yet accepted her husband's house. She had Make a wish, do not hope that your husband and son will be wealthy, but I hope he is a man of outstanding martial arts, so he boldly competes in recruiting relatives. Anyone who is under 30 years old and has not yet married, who can beat the young girl with a punch and kick, is about to make a match with the young girl. For him. The father and daughter have gone through seven roads from south to north, because the famous heroes are all married, and the young heroes are less willing to look after them, so they have never gotten a good relationship."

It turned out to be this scene. Mo Wen just smiled when he saw this scene. He glanced at the tragic Mu Nianci in the original, and felt that this little beauty was a pity. Unexpectedly, Huang Rong next to him felt sore when he saw it. Angrily said: "Brother Mo, you don't want to go up and try. With your martial arts, you will be able to hold the beauty back. I think this little beauty is still pretty, I feel pity."

On the way, Mo Wen had nothing to do, but he also taught Huang Rong a lot of martial arts. Although he did not teach Huang Rong’s most suitable Beiming magic because he was afraid of being guessed, he also gave Lingbo Weibu to him. After going back and forth, the little girl UU reading www.uukanshu.com now has some understanding of Mo Wen's martial arts level.

Mo Wen looked at her with a small mouth, her eyes were slightly red, just a smile, and she hung up on her Qiong nose without anger, "No matter how beautiful my sister Rong is, it is too late for me to please you, so why dare you have him? Thinking, it’s just that you see that this little girl is good at skill, so you look at it a few more times, and you just think about it."

It just so happened that Mu Nianci on the stage drove a few troublemakers off the stage.

Huang Rong looked at and nodded, "Kungfu is good, but not as good as me, and you are far worse than Brother Mo."

But she said so, but in her heart she secretly compared it, Mo Wen was interested in women other than herself for the first time, how could she not care, and finally realized that if she used Mo Wen's Protestant steps, she should win The face is big, so I feel relieved.

"Let's go, Brother Mo, there's nothing good to watch." After looking at it for a while, Huang Rong lost interest. Mu Nianci is a good skill, but the others are far behind. There are only a few hands over and over, pulling Mo Wen. Just want to leave.

"No hurry." Seeing Luan bell ringing in the distance, dozens of health servants came galloping with a young son, Mo Wen just smiled, "The good show has just begun." (To be continued...)