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"Dang!" The arrow smashed deep into the roof of the house. Mo Zhiyu tightened the rope, tied the other end to an iron arrow as well, and then smashed the arrow into the ground, until it sank into half of the arrow.

"Bang!" Listening to the sound of the stairway behind him, Mo Zhiyu hung the heavy crossbow on the rope, and quickly slid down with the help of the height difference between the tower and the roof.

"Boom!"

The tower of the arsenal finally exploded, and the explosion was mixed with the unwilling roar of the second master.

But the tower of the arsenal fell crookedly in the direction of the main building, and the already tight rope could no longer stand such a pull, and it broke with a "boom", and Mo Zhiyu, who was still on the rope, could only pull the rope tightly, and slammed into the wall of the building.

This collision was heavier than the kick of the second master, and it made Mo Zhiyu's brain roar, and the iron arrow above was also loosened by the successive pulls, and his whole person fell straight into the alley next to him.

The explosion in the granary had already attracted the attention of the people of the city, and many people gathered curiously. With a roar, the arsenal tower finally crushed the main building, and the entire courtyard of the horse bandits was in ruins, and the horse bandits ran out of ammunition and food, and suffered heavy casualties. No one noticed, and the young swordsman who came out of an alley left in the opposite direction of the crowd.

"I want to look up to the sky and laugh." Mo Zhiyu thought in his heart, it was a pity that no one shared his deeds of going into the tiger's den alone and destroying the bandits' den.

The voice of the system finally sounded: "Congratulations, the completion of the transition task is more than 100%!" Reward: The basic law of "Ancient Martial Arts to Preserve Life" is the first level, which is mandatory to be loaded during the routine practice of "Chaos Domineering Qi" tonight. ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't be happy at all.

Mo Zhiyu walked leisurely back to the Maxingtu Inn along the way, and listened to the discussion of the people in the city about the collapse of the horse bandits' houses. Gossip has always spread the fastest, and it is said that the identity of the horse bandit has been discovered, and the city lord is sending troops to chase it down.

The wheels of history have begun to shift.

When Mo Zhiyu walked back to the door of the inn, he saw a Xilu herdsman's chartered carriage parked at the door, and the original swordsmen in the courtyard were all gathered at the door of the inn hall, but they were stopped by several men wearing Donglu clothes.

The finando of the Eastern Continent is here?

Mo Zhiyu didn't intend to crowd the crowd, so he went around to the side of the inn, used a crooked neck tree, and turned into the second floor. At the top of the staircase he saw the hall, which was not as lively as outside, only a few people, and at first sight he saw two people sitting in the middle of the hall, dressed in beautiful clothes. And Wukui, Wuyun, and Dawa were standing by.

This gold master's shelf is so big.

Mo Zhi smiled and walked down generously.

Hearing the footsteps, several people raised their heads one after another, and when Dawa saw that it was Mo Zhiyu, he immediately said happily: "Mo Shaoxia, it just so happened that I went up to inform you." These two are guests from the Eastern Continent. ”

Dawa, as an intermediary between the two sides, is naturally responsible for introducing:

"This is the funder this time, Yang Zhuoxi MiG."

"MiG" is the shepherd's honorific name for the elderly or noble people, and this Yang Zhuoxi should be the person in charge of this westward trip. He was also the most gorgeously dressed person present, dressed in red, gold and silver, and wearing a gold crown, which contrasted his face with an unusually white face, and a clear face with a very serious sickness.

"Warning! Because of the limit of your own cultivation, you can't find out this person's cultivation for the time being. "This is the first time that the system has been unable to discern the strength of the other party, which means that this person has already surpassed the Dingyuan Realm, at least in the later stage - the early stage of the Lun Spirit Realm, at least two great realms higher than Mo Zhiyu.

Mo Zhiyu nodded to Yang Zhuoxi, which was regarded as a salute. Yang Zhuoxi held the teacup and frowned, and the person sitting on his right hand had a stinky face, very dissatisfied with Mo Zhiyu's rudeness.

The scene was a little embarrassing, and Dawa hurriedly introduced this person: "This is Yang Zhuoxi MiG's younger brother, Peng Zhixiong MiG." ”

Peng Zhixiong was wearing a navy blue dress, also wearing gold embroidered silver, and wearing a gauze crown on his head, without Yang Zhuoxi's pompousness. This person is burlier and darker than Yang Zhuoxi, and he feels more normal, but it gives people a sense of self-righteousness and discomfort. As far as his eyes are concerned, except for his brother, his eyes are disdainful when he looks at other people.

"It was detected that the Yuan Force Cultivation was the Great Perfection of the Dingyuan Realm, and it was speculated that it was the body cultivation."

After listening to the information of the system, Mo Zhiyu completely ignored the gazes of these two people and beckoned to the other people: "Why are they all standing?" Isn't it time to discuss the itinerary? And himself, of course, sat directly at the table.

Peng Zhixiong glared angrily, and was about to shoot the case, but Mo Zhiyu looked at Yang Zhuoxi with a smile and introduced himself: "Shi Kangjun, Mo Zhiyu." ”

Yang Zhuoxi immediately held down Peng Zhixiong and asked, "Shaoxia is from the Xiwei Kingdom?" ”

Mo Zhiyu laughed: "That's my father." ”

The two of them were immediately stunned, Yang Zhuoxi hurriedly took Peng Zhixiong to get up, bowed deeply to Mo Zhiyu, and said respectfully: "It turned out to be the little grandfather of the Shikang Mansion, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

"The two of you are polite, there is no need to talk about these red tapes in the Western Continent." Mo Zhiyu said very loudly, but the others just sat there, and they had no intention of getting up to return the salute.

This Eastern Continent is different from the Western Continent, and is very particular about birth, even if you are a disciple of a famous family, if you are not famous and have no teacher's name, these families will also look down on you. Just like his two senior brothers, although Tianjian Mountain is one of the "Five Sects in the World", with well-known names such as "the first sect in the Western Continent" and "the first mountain in the world", they are just outer disciples in the early stage of the Dingyuan Realm, and in the eyes of these two people, they are not even qualified to go to the table, let alone a small swordsman like Dawa.

Unless these two people are the sons of the king's lord, or the descendants of a thousand-year-old family, otherwise, according to the rules of the Donglu family, they are not as big as him.

Mo Zhiyu greeted the stunned three people again very reasonably: "Hey? The two senior brothers and Uncle Dawa are coming and sitting, what are they doing standing? Then he found "jealousy" in Wukui's eyes, and he sighed secretly in his heart, in this world where martial arts are respected, he doesn't go to work hard himself, but is jealous of these empty things, people, it's really strange.

With the instruction of Yang Zhuoxi and the others, the three of them naturally sat down smoothly. Mo Zhiyu's trick of "anti-guest-oriented" is just to town the town first, not too passive, and then discuss the distance without him coming to the town again. But he didn't see that Peng Zhixiong as a rule-abiding person, and when he entered the desert, the identity of this "little grandfather" probably didn't work.

The meeting was very simple, and at the end, Mo Zhiyu reminded him again, asking those two sons of the Eastern Continent family not to dress so casually anymore.

(End of chapter)