Fairy Strange: Eighty Years of Boy Kung Fu in the Beginning

By the time the subordinates in the house packed up their things, half an hour had passed.

"Brother Mo, do you want me to help?"

He Yougui brought his own convoy to the gate of Mofu.

The He family was much closer to the city gate than the Mo family, and it was obvious that He Yougui came specially here.

"No, it's almost cleaned up." Mo Xuan said with a smile.

After loading the rest of his belongings and the two boxes of gold and silver into his carriage, Mo Xuan took the rest of the people out of the city.

The He family and the Mo family had a total of more than a dozen carriages, and when they rushed to the city gate, they also attracted many onlookers.

There were also some people in the middle carrying luggage and following behind the convoy.

These should be people who also want to leave Wucheng, and He Yougui sent people to drive them away and let these people stay away from the team.

Soon, the convoy left the city gates.

He Yougui looked back at Wucheng with a lot of emotion in his heart.

"I don't know when I'll come back this time." He Yougui sighed, and then noticed that Mo Xuanzheng next to him was writing something on the coffee table on the carriage.

"Brother Mo, what are you?" He Yougui leaned over and looked at it.

I saw that Mo Xuanzheng was writing a list, which included various weapons, medicinal materials and other materials necessary for martial arts.

"Corpse water?"

He Yougui was startled when he saw what Mo Xuangang had just written, and subconsciously moved to the side.

"Is this Yuzhou Mansion for sale?" Mo Xuan turned his head to look at He Yougui when he heard the movement and asked.

"When ... Of course not..." He Yougui wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"None?" Mo Xuan frowned and crossed out the corpse water, "It can be replaced with other corrosive liquids... The effect of disposing of corpses should not be much worse..." Listening

to Mo Xuan's muttering, He Yougui felt a little chill in his spine.

"That... That Brother Mo, I'll go back to my carriage first to catch up on sleep, what are you doing again... Call me again.

He Yougui found a reason to say goodbye to Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan, who was making a list, nodded, and He Yougui jumped from Mo Xuan's carriage like an amnesty.

"Brother Mo's aura is really powerful..." Looking at Mo Xuan's carriage, He Yougui wiped his sweat.

......

From Wucheng to Yuzhou, if you hurry up, you can arrive in one day.

And if it is a horse-drawn carriage full of goods, it takes a day and a night.

When Mo Xuan and them set off, it was already late afternoon, almost until dark, rest for the night, and then catch up with the day, and they would be able to reach Yuzhou City in the evening.

Since it was inconvenient to practice skin grinding in the carriage, and fist and foot kung fu cultivation also required a large space, Mo Xuan could only practice the Blood Tempering Technique and the Turtle Breath Technique, which would not make any movement.

After cultivating for a few hours, it was almost dark, and I hadn't found a suitable place to set up camp.

After Mo Xuan urged the team in front of him a few times, he took out the human skin paper in his arms

: Life: two years and eleven months (+34

) Can: 3

skills: innate boy skill (61% integration), assassination fist (first glimpse of the door path 10%), lion roar gong (first glimpse of the door path 50%) Turtle breath technique (integration through 10%) Bafang Chong Fist (fusion through 70%) Blood Fu Gong (20% integration) Wind drinking knife (10% through

integration). Evaluation: An ordinary mediocrity, a dead man whose life is not long in coming!

"The life value is not enough..."

Mo Xuan's eyes looked at the other exercises.

"The assassination fist was actually shot before the Lion Roar Gong?" Mo Xuan saw the assassination fist displayed after Tong Zigong, and frowned and thought.

When there were relatively few exercises before, Mo Xuan did not care about the order of exercises displayed on the human skin paper, but now that the exercises have become more, Mo Xuan noticed the order of the human skin paper.

"Or is there nothing special about this sorting, just random?" Mo Xuan guessed again.

Otherwise, how could the assassination fist be ranked before a few internal skills?

"Is there something special about this assassination fist?" Mo Xuan opened a small box at his feet and took out the Assassination Fist's boxing recipe from it.

After carefully flipping through it again, Mo Xuan did not find a place to describe the special features of the assassination fist from it.

"The only special thing is this so-called

killing intent fluctuation..." Mo Xuan's brows tightened, this killing intent fluctuation, he had not yet mastered.

Mo Xuan estimated that he was too peaceful and did not like to fight and kill.

Just then, the carriage stopped.

Mo Xuan put away the human skin paper and stuffed the fist score back into the box.

Opening the curtain of the carriage, Mo Xuan jumped off the carriage.

"Mo Shao, what do you think of this location?"

A housekeeper of He Mansion stepped forward and asked.

Mo Xuan looked at the surrounding environment, which was almost a platform on a half-slope, and his vision was also very open.

"Here it is." Mo Xuan nodded.

Seeing that Mo Xuan agreed, the people of the He family immediately began to work, and there were few people on the Mo family's side, but they also followed up to help with the handle.

Mo Xuan looked at the slope not far away, and as soon as his figure moved, he ran towards the slope.

"Brother Mo..." He Yougui just came over with the wine, ready to invite Mo Xuan to drink with him, and then saw Mo Xuan turn into a black shadow and rush to the top of the slope.

Standing at the top of the slope, Mo Xuan looked around, and after making sure that there was no danger, he walked down again.

"Brother Mo, it's wet and cold at night, why don't you drink two cups?" He Yougui invited.

Mo Xuan waved his hand and refused, "If you have to keep vigil at night, you won't drink it." "

This year, if you die in the wild, even the government will not collect your corpse, Mo Xuan feels that it is better to be safe.

"Then I'll drink alone." He Yougui laughed twice.

After setting up the tent and eating dinner, the subordinates of the He family and the Mo family rested, and only a few strong men were arranged to take turns to keep vigil at night.

Mo Xuan did not live in the tent, but just jumped lightly, landed on the roof of the carriage, and sat down like this.

Mo Xuan, who has more than a hundred years of internal strength as a child, is naturally not afraid of this bit of wetness and cold.

Nothing happened until the second half of the night.

Seeing that the sky would light up in more than an hour, several of the vigilmen yawned, and some sat in front of the campfire with their heads lit.

Suddenly, Mo Xuan, who was sitting on the carriage and wearing a large felt on his body, suddenly opened his eyes.

His ears moved, and Mo Xuan heard a subtle sound coming out of the half-slope, carefully distinguishing it, and there was even a sound of metal colliding.

Looking in the direction of the hillside, it was dark and covered by thick fog, and it was completely invisible.

Call!

Mo Xuan jumped off the roof of the car wearing a big felt.

This woke up several people who were keeping vigil next to them.

Mo Xuan raised his hand and motioned for them not to make a sound.

Pulling out the thick-backed big knife placed next to the carriage, Mo Xuan walked towards the hillside.

......

At the top of the slope, more than a dozen men armed with simple knives were walking down lightly.

"Big brother, can I rob a woman?"

One of the bearded black-faced men asked in a low voice to the lean man next to him.

The lean man glared at the other party, and the black-faced man did not dare to say anything more.

Suddenly, the lean man raised his hand to signal everyone to stop.

The crowd stopped immediately.

"Someone approaching!" The lean man lowered his voice.

When the others heard this, they immediately made an attacking posture.

Footsteps sounded, and the dozen or so people all slowed down their breathing in tacit.

The footsteps of the people who came were not hurried, stepping on dirt and rocks, and did not deliberately hide the sound of footsteps.

After a few breaths, a tall figure with a large knife on his back appeared in front of everyone.

"This friend, please stay."

Seeing this, the lean man spoke directly.

"Oh?" Mo Xuan stopped, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to say hello.

"This friend, this is the territory of our Gangster Mountain Ten Wolves, please raise your hand and step on the plate elsewhere." The lean man continued.

Although Mo Xuan did not understand the other party's black words, he could understand that the general meaning was to let him leave.

"I..."

Mo Xuan just spoke, and dozens of cold rays of light suddenly burst out from behind the lean man!

The other party took advantage of Mo Xuan's slackness and suddenly sneaked attack!

However, almost at the same time, a piece of powder and water droplets in Mo Xuan's hand also floated out, striking towards the lean man's group.

Even in the shot, Mo Xuan was even a little faster.

The pride on the thin man's face has not faded, and he doesn't know how many people he has pitted with this trick, and he has almost tried it repeatedly.

Just, boom!

White powder splashed into the eyes, and there was a tingling pain on the face and hands.

"Aaaah! My eyes!

"It's lime!"

"Ahhhh My face is rotten! "

......

Screams rang out.

And Mo Xuan, his figure moved, and he had already swept to the side of this group of mountain bandits.

The long knife in his hand swung towards the nearest mountain bandits.

The long knife was like the wind, and several mountain bandits only felt a strong wind rushing to their faces, and then they lost consciousness.

A head, the left half of the head, and a piece of the Heavenly Spirit Cover flew up and landed in the crowd.

"Over here!" The rest of the people reacted immediately, and all of them turned towards Mo Xuan's side.

"It's a little bit off." Mo Xuan glanced at the three people with different dead shapes, and the figure moved, retreating into the darkness again.

"Great... Big brother, we are running into a ruthless stubble, or else, brothers will be the first to pull the wind?!

The bearded man, whose face was corroded with several blood holes, said in horror.

"Pull your mother!" The lean man scolded, "Pay attention to your surroundings, don't scatter!" "

The more times like this, the more they can't retreat, otherwise, they will easily be broken one by one."

It won't be long before the sky dawns, and after a short confrontation, you can get out.

At this time, Mo Xuan, who was hidden in the darkness, listened to the movements of the group of mountain bandits and looked for an opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, Mo Xuan's heart moved, and an inexplicable killing intent surged in his heart, making him feel the urge to rush up and hack everyone to death now.

"Killing intent fluctuations?"

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that at this time, he would be able to comprehend the killing intent fluctuations of "Assassination Fist"?

"It's just an opportunity to practice boxing." Mo Xuan carried the knife behind him and approached the position of the mountain bandit with his bare hands.

In the darkness, even Mo Xuan did not notice that his eyes were emitting a faint red light.

The closer he got to these mountain bandits, the more Mo Xuan tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

The muscles tightened, and Mo Xuan in the darkness took a punching pose.

Although he could not see the other party either, he heard the other party's breathing.

From the direction of the breathing sound, Mo Xuan judged the position of the other party's head.

Grunt!

The mountain bandit swallowed his spit out of nervousness.

Just then, buzz!

The killing intent fluctuation erupted, and the mountain bandit was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Boom!

Mo Xuan hit the opponent's throat with a punch, directly shattering the flesh and blood in front of the entire neck.

With a successful blow, Mo Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared from everyone's sight again.