[Jianwang 3 Mao Mo drizzle] Zhizi black and white

By the river in the outskirts of Chang'an, Mo Yu sat with one knee bent, leaning against a tree, holding a large jar of wine in his right hand.

The ten-year champion red is used as a drink for cattle.

But now the champion red of the past ten years is poured into the mouth, but there is only bitterness left.

The young leader of Haoqi League and the young leader of Evilman's Valley.

Oh, so clichéd.

Maybe what Wang Yifeng said is right, they... no matter how hard they struggle, they will have no chance.

He suddenly felt very tired, black and white, after all, are forever incompatible existences.

Well, that's it.

In this way, it is enough to know that he lives well in a certain corner of the world.

Feelings are too extravagant for either of them.

But... what happened to the feeling of heart-tearing pain?

Mo Yu closed his eyes deeply, raised his hand and raised the wine jar and took another big gulp.

The spirits entered the throat, and even the breath was bitter.

"Hey, isn't this Master Shaogu? Long time no see." A white-haired old man leaned on a cane and walked up to Mo Yu and stood still. "It's been a long time, it seems that Master Shaogu is not doing well without the old man."

It was a small old man.

The old man's hair and beard were completely white, and he was holding a cane that was taller than him, and a gourd was hung on the side of the cane near the top.

He had a kind face, and he was smiling kindly at this moment, as if a kind elder was caring about his younger generation.

"It's been a long time, Xiao Yao'er." Mo Yu didn't look at this kind elder, but just threw the wine jar aside, stood up and patted the dust off his body, preparing to leave.

Just kidding, if the world is fooled by his kind appearance, then they will no longer feel that he is kind when they hear this name.

One of the ten evils in the Valley of the Evil——Xiao Yao'er, the "Yan Wang Tie".

Xiao Yao'er was once hailed as a miraculous doctor because of his ability to bring the dead back to life, but the people he healed, at most ten years, at least five years, would inevitably die suddenly for no reason, but no one can explain the reason, only the fate of the day has come .Later, Sun Simiao, the medicine king, spotted Ni Duan.Xiao Yao'er obviously hangs his life with overbearing drugs supplemented by absolute poisons. The drugs stimulate the potential to continue life, and the poisons slowly eat away at the energy.So far, Xiao Yao'er had no choice but to flee into the Valley of the Wicked.

And Xiao Yao'er didn't change his bad habits in Gu Zhong.

Although he could not poison the disciples in the valley, he asked those who sought his treatment to bring a person to test the poison for him, and repeatedly tested various poisons on them.

If it's just that, I don't know what this Xiao Yao'er is for, targeting Mo Yu everywhere.

So a year ago, Wang Yifeng transferred Xiao Yao'er away from the Valley of the Evil - under Mo Yu's design.

"Tsk tsk tsk, after so many years, you still miss that kid from the Haoqi League." Xiao Yao'er was not surprised by his actions, she still shook her head with a kind smile, stretched out her hand to stroke her beard, and continued, "Yes Now, those two girls are looking for a doctor on the street now. Seeing that you and I have been friends for so many years, this old man can help you take care of that little..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Yu turned around and stretched out his hand to grab his neck and squeeze him He reached the tree.

"Xiao Yao'er, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" The young man's hoarse voice sounded in his ears, with a strong murderous aura rushing towards his face, even Xiao Yao'er couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Relax, Master Shaogu, the old man won't be confused about how to shoot." Xiao Yao'er stood on tiptoe vigorously so that he could touch the ground, then smiled a little stiffly, and spread his hands, "Just to bring It’s just a letter, the owner of the valley is waiting for you to go back.”

Mo Yu glanced at Xiao Yao'er, let him go with a cold snort.

"Xiao Yao'er, I have nothing against you by asking myself, why do you need to be so specific?" Mo Yu looked at the kind smile of the old man in front of him, and felt that it was strange.

When Xiao Yao'er heard the words, she seemed to have heard something ridiculous, she laughed, the louder she laughed, she lost all kindness at all, as if she had gone crazy.

"...crazy." Mo Yu gave him a cold look, turned and left.

If he hadn't been in a lot of trouble recently, he really didn't intend to let him go so easily.

However, he did not see that the crazy "Yan Wang Tie" gradually stopped laughing at this moment, and looked straight at his back.

His eyes were stern, like an evil ghost coming from the depths of hell to seek his life, wishing to dismantle and swallow the things of the person in front of him, tearing his body into pieces.

At the same time, Mu Xuanying was writing a book to return to the Haoqi League.

For some reason, the young man's healthy face seemed a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air, followed by Kong Zhen's exclamation.

"how?"

"That... that..." Kong Zhenxin pointed to a dart nailed to the pillar with lingering fear, and there was a note under it.

If he had taken a quicker step just now, the thing might have been nailed to her body.

"Just now I wanted to go in and see how the young leader was doing. When I passed the door, I caught a glimpse of a man in black throwing this dart from outside the courtyard. I planned to chase after it, but the black shadow has disappeared..."

Black gold-rimmed handle with a string of crimson tassels hanging from the back.

It's something unmistakable from the Valley of the Wicked.

It's just that the news about him here shouldn't be leaked out, and the only people who know about it should be...

Thinking so, Mu Xuanying reached out to pull out the dart, but was stopped by Kong Zhen.

"Wait!" She said and took out a handkerchief from her arms, "Let me do it, young leader, I'm worried that the darts are poisonous."

I saw Kong Zhen pulled out the dart and unfolded the note, on which were written a few words: Be careful Xiao Yaoer

Mu Xuanying's pupils shrank instantly.

This handwriting...as expected...

"The evil medicine?! Young leader! Let's leave immediately! No matter who the person who left the message is, it's always right to be careful. Besides, we've stayed here for too long and we should go back and join other people. "Kong Zhen said a lot, but found that the people around her didn't give her any response, they just reached out and snatched the note regardless of her stop, staring at the note in a daze.

"Young leader?" Kong Zhen raised his head and moved closer to the note, "Is there anything wrong with this note?"

"No." Mu Xuanying folded the note and stuffed it in front of her chest, then bent down to pick up the dart on the ground, and said, "Let's go."

On a tree outside the courtyard, the boy in black stared at the back of the young leader for a long time, and said a word silently.

——Safe trip. ?