Infinite Heroes Seat

"It just happens to be in a bad mood, you let me beat me up, be happy!"

Mo Wen looked at Hou Xibai for a moment, then stared at the fan in his hand for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, the expressions of the people on the boat changed, and the elegant young man even folded his fan, secretly lifting the power of his whole body, "Oh, I don't know where to offend the Master of the National Normal University, the adult is going to make a move?"

Mo Wen buttoned his ears impatiently and slammed the table. The table was intact, but Mo Wen had already taken advantage of his strength to fly up.

"I want to beat you up, just bear it with me, so much nonsense!"

A palm has been grabbed towards Hou Xibai, the fingers opened and closed, and the soft vibration between the fingers made the people around him inexplicably irritable.

Hou Xibai Qiang knew that he was the strongest enemy he had ever seen in his life. He endured the discomfort in his ears, calmly, folded the fan in his hand and clicked towards the acupuncture points in Mo Wen's hand.

Mo Wen sneered, shaking his hand, and patted his entire palm towards the fan.

As soon as the two sides touched, Mo Wen felt a clever energy coming from his hand, and Hou Xibai actually wanted to use four or two strokes to draw away Mo Wen's palm.

It's a pity that there was a sudden suction from Mo Wen's palm. Hou Xibai's true energy was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the whole fan was pushed back by Mo Wen.

Hou Xibai didn't panic, and when he loosened his hand, he abandoned the folding fan and hit Mo Wen with a palm of his backhand.

At this moment, Mo Wenren was in the air, and the whole person rushed forward, and he was about to touch Hou Xibai's palm, but he didn't know what exercise he used, and the whole person suddenly stopped a few inches away from that palm. From dynamic to static, there is no trace of it.

Then he suddenly twisted his body, letting Hou Xibai's palm pass. Pat it with a backhand.

This palm was quick and anxious, Hou Xibai hurriedly touched his feet, leaned back, and slid backwards. It was a pity that he moved faster, and the distance between the two suddenly shortened without seeing how hard he was. Mo Wen slapped Hou Xibai's face with a palm.

With a ‘pop’, half of Hou Xibai’s face was swollen, severe pain accompanied by dizziness. The whole person made Mo Wen beat up all of a sudden.

Seeing this, he was even more rude, and he didn't see any clever tricks he used, but Hou Xibai flipped to the ground with one punch and kick, riding on him and bowing left and right was a good meal.

Hou Xibai has never encountered such a situation. Was knocked out for a while. He subconsciously hugged his head, and Mohe heard the fight more vigorously, it was really fistful.

"Guo Shi's men are merciful!"

Shi Feixuan, who had the pseudonym Qin Chuan on the other side, couldn't stand it anymore, and the Sekong Sword in his hand shot, pointing towards the back of Mo Wen.

"It's nothing to do with you, go aside!"

Mo Wen didn't turn his head, turning his hand back was a six-veined divine sword.

The vigorous Jian Gang made Shi Fei Xuan's expression condensed, and the Sekong Sword in his hand turned back.

There was a bang. Although this sword energy was stopped, Shi Feixuan was shaken back a few steps. The Sekong Sword in his hand made a whisper.

When he was interrupted by his concubine over there, Hou Xibai came back to his senses. He slammed his hands into Mo Wen's eyes, Mo Wen raised his head, his actions were subconsciously slow, and Hou Xibai took the opportunity to push him. Smell, pull a gap and get out.

Standing panting on the bow of the ship, Hou Xibai still has that graceful appearance, but at this time he has been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and the corners of his eyes are bleeding, which makes him look a little funny.

Poor Hou Xibai was born in the Huajian school, and he maintained his grace even when he died. These movements and manners have been carved into his bones, but today he was beaten on the ground by many of his martial arts masters. , His face was swollen, like a pig's head, no matter how personable it is, it is useless.

"Guo Shi's men are merciful!"

Seeing that Mo Wen still had to do something, Shi Feixuan hurriedly stopped in front of Hou Xibai.

"I don't know where Brother Hou has offended the national teacher. For Qin's sake, how about forgiving him this time?"

Mo Wen glanced at her, and then said playfully: "Who are you? For your face, Qin Chuan? I have never heard of it!"

Shi Feixuan is a stagnation. Although she is aliased as Qin Chuan, who does not know that she is the descendant of this generation of Cihang Jingzhai, where she went is not a touted role. Although she does not care about this, it is the first time. Seeing such a shameless person.

But she is not easy to have a seizure. After all, she has a pseudonym as Qin Chuan. It is normal for people to say that she does not know each other. She immediately said reluctantly: "It is Shi Fei Xuan underneath. ——"

"Oh, people from Cihang Jingzhai! Forget it, because of the many monks and nuns, let's forgive this kid today!"

Mo Wen suddenly realized it over there, and then smiled and said to Shi Feixuan: "Sister Fairy, right? It's a rare visitor, please sit down!"

Even with Shifeixuan’s temperament, after listening to Mo Wen’s words, there was some impulse to beat others. What depends on'the monks and nuns are for the sake of many powerful people', and she does not listen to any explanation at all. If it weren't for Mo Wen's martial arts to be too high, Shi Feixuan also shouldered the important mission of Shimen, even if he didn't work hard with Mo Wen, Shi Feixuan would definitely leave.

Xiu eyebrows frowned, Shi Xuan concubine still sat down at the small table on the bow according to what Mo Wen had said.

However, Shi Fei Xuan could bear it, but Hou Xibai couldn't help it anymore. No matter how open-minded he was, he couldn't stand the humiliation of being beaten in front of his sweetheart.

He immediately bowed his hand to Mo Wen and said loudly: "Today's skills are inferior to humans, Xibai admits to being planted, but in the future, he will be successful in learning arts, and he will definitely come again to ask for advice from the National Normal University in order to repay his shame today!" He is now full of demeanor. No, this shape is only to be humiliated if it stays, and immediately wanted to pick up the folding fan on the ground, jump off the boat and leave.

But Mo Wen had a sneer, a virtual grasp of his hand, and with the sound of a dragon roar, the folding fan suddenly flew into Mo Wen's hand.

"What does the national teacher mean?"

Hou Xi's white face was drenched, and blue veins appeared faintly.

But Mo Wen grasped the folding fan slightly and twisted it into a twist.

Hou Xibai's face is extremely ugly, this folding fan is made of stainless steel. The fan is woven from silk spewed from the sky spider, which is extremely strong and does not fear swords. It's so easy to be twisted by someone, this person's skill is really unfathomable.

Then Mo Wen said coldly: "If I see you drawing my woman on the fan again, I will see you hitting it once!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Just now Mo Wen suddenly started his hand. Whether it was Song Shidao, Song Zhi, or Shi Feixuan, they thought that Mo Wen and Hou Xibai had a holiday, or that they were trying to suppress Shi Feixuan. After all, since the two men got on the ship, the initiative of the words here has been in Mo Wen's hands, and Shi Feixuan was even more secretly surprised. He thought that Mo Wen was a very deep man in the city, but he didn't expect that in the end it would be such a result. It turned out that he was just jealous for fighting for the wind.

Song Shidao and Song Zhi looked at each other, and Shi Feixuan was also dumbfounded. In the name of Hou Xibai's passionate son. And the habit of painting wherever you go is really possible, and the possibility is not low.

Hou Xibai had a twitching face over there, and he felt a bit of no treacherous disaster, but he still insisted: "The beauties below are not insignificant in the slightest, they are just a light appreciation. Does the national teacher treat the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain? Up?"

Mo Wen glanced at him, "Sorry, you can still live to this day? I don't care what reason you have. I saw my woman appearing on your fan, and I hit it once!"

"Then please forgive me for being rude. I won't give up this kind of hobby!" Hou Xibai snorted. If Mo Wen had discussed with him before, he might really pay attention to it, but now he says nothing. It's possible.

Mo Wen shook his head indifferently, "Don't worry, I don't have the habit of interfering with other people's hobbies. I just hope that Mr. Hou's body will be stronger. I am not so easy to talk every time!"

Hearing this, Hou Xibai felt cold, but still gritted his teeth without saying a word, jumped out of the bow, returned to his cabin, and never appeared again.

Because of this episode, everyone didn't have any interest in talking any more, and after a few more conversations, they left in a hurry.

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Under the moonlit night, Mo Wen sat on the bow with one foot on the outside, holding a small pot of fine wine in his hand, slowly savoring.

At this time, he was completely devoid of the domineering and arrogant of the day, on the contrary, he appeared quiet and elegant, which made people feel a little close to him.

"Can I ask the national teacher a few questions?"

A figure walked out of the cabin. This was Shifeixuan in a blue shirt. Under the moonlight, her dusty temperament was more intense, like a fairy who can't eat fireworks in the world.

"Just ask!"

Mo Wen drank a glass of wine disapprovingly, did not look back, but continued to admire the slowly flowing surface of the river, under the moonlight, it was like a bright starry sky.

"Is the national teacher a member of the magic door?"

Shi Feixuan was a little nervous. This was her main purpose for going south by boat this time. After all, a figure who could defeat the three great masters had too much influence on the current struggle between Zheng and demons, even with Ci Hang Jing Zhai. The status of the time should also be handled carefully.

"no!"

The inexplicable two words made Shi Fei Xuan breathe a sigh of relief, as long as she was not a member of the Demon Sect, many things would be easy to handle.

"Why did the national teacher participate in the competition in this world?"

Everything is on the right track~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Although Mo Wen is not optimistic in her mind, Shi Feixuan still asks these people who are qualified to seize the world according to the usual practice, and chooses the master from them to end this endless war. The world.

Mo Wen turned his head, his head crooked.

"I don't know in what capacity is the teacher fairy asking this question? The heir of Cihang Jingzhai, a person with lofty ideals worried about the world, or a woman?"

Shi Fei Xuan frowned and said faintly, "Is there a difference? No matter what kind of status, I just hope to do something for this troubled world. If you don't know the son is embarrassed, he can bear to see the world's creatures be charred, and the people endure the famine. The suffering of the war? Lord Mo established the Five Dou Rice Sect to be compassionate to the people, and he should be love—"

"puff!"

Mo Wen had a chuckle, which seemed particularly harsh in this quiet environment.

Shi Feixuan didn't care.

"But what's wrong with what I said below, to make the National Normal University laugh?" (To be continued...)