Han Tongwen did not leave the North Court in a hurry, there was still more than a month before Kandy ascended the throne, and he had enough time to watch the battle between the Yangshan Bandits and the Snow Mountain Temple. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There is Xiao Jin, except for peerless powerhouses like Mo Zongli and Qin Wanjian, no one can find his traces in mid-air.

The Yangshan thieves were divided into pieces and stayed in different places, Han Tongwen didn't know when they would attack, but as long as they followed Mo Zongli, they would definitely not miss the show. Mo Zongli knew that Han Tongwen was following him in the sky, and he did not refuse to object, so letting this talented kid see his horror may be Mo Zongli's idea.

Mo Zongli did not hide his whereabouts, and swaggered to the border between the North Court and the Golden Wolf Empire, and it was only half a day's journey from here to the Snow Mountain Temple. Mo Zongli did not rush forward but slowly stationed down, many Yangshan thieves were moving closer to Mo Zongli, so many people rushed from Yangshan all the way to the North Garden, it was impossible to hide the secret agents of the Snow Mountain Temple, so Xu Ce got along with this kind of virtual and real way that the Snow Mountain Temple could not figure out so that they could not guess the true strength of the Yangshan thieves.

It's a pity that Xu Ce didn't know that the originally very secret news had already been known to King Mu, and countless messengers of the Snow Mountain Eagle had hovered over the Snow Mountain Temple in the past few days. Great Elder Ashnali whistled, and a pure white Snow Mountain Eagle landed on the Great Elder's arm, and the Great Elder unloaded the letter from the eagle's leg and released the Snow Mountain Eagle, and then returned to the main hall.

"Hall Master, the Khan's spies lurking in the North Court have sent news."

King Mu took the letter with a smile on his face: "Mo Zongli has arrived at the border of Beiting, and he is waiting for the other Yangshan bandits to gather." ”

"Do you think that he can hide from the world by dividing his troops in many ways? I'm afraid even Mo Zongli doesn't know that his every move has long been under our noses."

"Don't be happy too soon, hall master," Hidden One said.

"What's the matter, does the landlord have anything to say?"

"I advise the hall master not to trust the information sent by these spies too much"

"Do you suspect that this information is fake?" King Muren laughed, "Our Golden Wolf Empire has planted a lot of eyeliner in Beiting, Youzhou and other places, and the Khan has also sent a lot of scouts, these people add up to nearly a thousand people, it can be said that Beiting's every move can't escape our surveillance"

"There is a big thief under Mo Zongli called Weasel, this Weasel is not as strong as the Martial Sect, but it has the ability to overwhelm countless Great Martial Sects and become Mo Zongli's most trusted person, does the hall master know why?"

"Weasel .... There is indeed such a person, who was in the North Courtyard at the beginning, because he injured him, which made Mo Zongli angry," the Great Elder said.

"Hidden first floor master, you know a lot about the Tang Dynasty martial arts world, I don't know who this weasel is"

"A weasel is not technically a human being"

"How do you say this?" King Mu was a little puzzled.

"The weasel is the code name of the leader of the black rats, and the black rat Hu Yuan is a group of rats in the shadows! Mo Zongli rarely leaves Yangshan, and these black rats are responsible for collecting news from all over the Tang Dynasty for him, in addition to the Black Water Pavilion in Datang, the most well-informed person is Mo Zongli, who has a black rat organization, in my opinion, these spy sentry of the Golden Wolf Empire are really far inferior to those well-trained black rats. ”

"The Lord of the First Floor of the Hidden Floor is too full of words, these spies of my Golden Wolf Empire have also been trained for many years."

"Then I'll wait and see" Since King Mu is very confident, then Yin Yi is not talking about himself, and it is boring.

Mo Zongli stayed on the border of the North Court for a day without taking a single step, and when night fell, Mo Zongli lay in the courtyard and looked at the full moon in mid-air, his fingers tapping on the chair to make a short rhythm.

A dark shadow jumped over the roof, and Mo Zongli looked at the sky without looking back.

"I saw Old Man Mo in my later life" The black shadow was Xu Ce who had just arrived in the North Garden.

"En" Mo Zongli just nodded.

"The old man seems to be waiting for someone," Xu Ce guessed.

"That's a good guess, then you're guessing the identity of the person I'm waiting for"

"Every time we stay here, the easier it will be to be discovered, but at this juncture, the old man chose to wait, then the person you are waiting for must have something to do with this big war, and it has a lot to do with it. I haven't seen a weasel along the way, I guess you're waiting for a weasel," Xu Ce guessed.

"Haha, that's that kid, it's time to come."

Not long after Mo Zongli's words fell, a short, ugly-looking person suddenly appeared on the ground, with a strange smile on his face.

"The weasel has seen the old man"

"Have you done everything you did?" asked Mo Zongli.

"Old man, if I can't handle the things you explained, how dare I come to see you" The weasel touched the two mouse whiskers and smiled, "All the black rats have been gathered, a total of five hundred and thirty-one people, and please give orders, old man."

"So many?" Xu Ce said in surprise, "Old man, on the way here, I also asked Ji Fang and Fu if he could not, there are no weasels, we don't know much about the Golden Wolf Empire, so it is very easy to ambush in this rash way, and I asked the old man to let me dispatch these people."

"This was meant to be given to you"

"The weasel and all the black rat brothers will listen to Mr. Xu's dispatch at any time, and they will die for the sake of Yangshan thieves."

"I'll hand it over to you, you all go and discuss what to do by yourself, don't tell me, I'll lie here by myself for a while" Mo Zongli didn't know what he was thinking, and his mood seemed to be a little unhappy.

"Then I won't bother you, old man."

After the two left, Mo Zongli still didn't have the intention of getting up and leaving, a ghost-like shadow floated in the distance, and there were two wooden sticks in his hands, and every time he used the power of this wooden staff to point the ground, he would float far away.

"You're here," Mo Zongli took a sip of wine.

"If something like this happens, how can my subordinates not come" This person sat directly opposite Mo Zongli.

"Originally, I was waiting for Ji Fang's summoning order, but I didn't believe it when I waited and waited, so I didn't recruit it. Old man, I just want to ask, are we still Yangshan thieves" This person seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

"Of course, you are my most trusted subordinates," Mo Zongli said with a smile.

"In that case, then why are everyone else summoned but not us, I would like to ask what Ji Fang means"

"Oh, that's what I asked Ji Fang to do"

"Why is that?"

"Because you can't move, you are Lao Tzu's last foundation," Mo Zongli said.

"Don't move now, it's too long for our power to be hidden in the shadows, this time to attack the Snow Mountain Temple to let us show our faces, plus your peerless force, we will win" The more this man spoke, the more excited he became.

Mo Zongli kept drinking and didn't interrupt him until he finished venting.

"I know what you're thinking, but you just want Lao Tzu to know that you're not a useless person. To tell you the truth, Lao Tzu has never regarded you as a waste, but you are the person I value the most."

"The most... Most.. Valued people?" the man was a little flattered.

"Yes, I won't let you move because I want to leave a way back for these boys on Yangshan. You people are unscrupulous in the Tang Dynasty martial arts world through my name, and no one can do anything with you when I am alive, but if Lao Tzu dies this time, you will be the target of everyone. "Mo Zongli knows every move of the Yangshan thieves over the years, but he doesn't bother to care, and it's their freedom to do whatever they want.

"You died this time, how could it be, your subordinates have followed you for the longest time and know you best, how many battles and how many strong enemies have failed to kill you, and this Snow Mountain Temple doesn't have such a great ability."

"Even if you don't die this time, there will always be a day when you will die of old age, no matter when you die, you will inevitably have a big disaster in the future, and you are the back hand of all my Yangshan thieves. ”

"What Lao Tzu asked you to do is to protect these people, if one day I die, you will hide them all. Although Ji Fang can't surpass me, he also has the talent to become a martial saint, I can't think of ten years before he will inevitably break through the martial saint, and then the banner of the Yangshan thieves will naturally surpass the Tang martial arts world again."

"You're arranging the aftermath!" said the dark shadow in a deep voice.

Mo Zongli raised the wine jar and drank wildly, "You have followed me for more than forty years, the Yangshan Thief was not established, Lao Tzu followed me when he was just a martial artist, you know my character, I have endured endless loneliness over the years, Lao Tzu is really tired of living"

"When I realized that Lao Tzu, the first person in the world, needed to rely on memories and spirits to pass the time, I knew that the old man was really old," Mo Zongli sighed.

The black shadow lowered its head and its body couldn't help trembling, although it was forceful, it still couldn't help crying. Mo Zongli is a person who should really be born in troubled times, with the strong as enemies, with the world as enemies, a heroic man should dominate the world, but when those heroes who are also heroes fall one by one, Mo Zongli found that he has been invincible, and the first place in the world is not an honor for him, but endless loneliness. The hero's gray hair is the greatest torture for him.

"My subordinates know that my subordinates can't change your mind, but please allow my subordinates to be buried next to you after you die, and my subordinates are willing to be your servants for the rest of your life."

"A manly man should seek his own freedom and ideals, and be a servant to Lao Tzu, and lose what you say" Mo Zongli scolded, with a smile on his face, "But if there is no you in the next life, I am afraid that Lao Tzu will really be annoyed by those messy things"

"You go, don't show up, someone will look for you when you are needed one day in the future, and the Yangshan thieves will need you to protect me after I leave"

"Subordinate.... Don't give up !! death" The black shadow couldn't cry, lay on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to Mo Zongli three times, and then picked up the wooden staff at hand and left.

Xu Ce thought that Mo Zongli and the others were weasels, and the weasel also arrived as scheduled, but neither of them knew that Mo Zongli was really waiting for this mysterious person. This mysterious person has followed Mo Zongli for more than forty years, but no one on Yangshan except Ji Fang knows his identity, and he willingly strengthens another terrifying force for Mo Zongli.