Tiger

The two of Chen Yue and Zhuge passed down the mountain mouth into the valley. After several years of development, the tiger's back mountain has become the central main place of Beiliang.

Bing Wusi, asked the headquarters of the heavenly division, and the elite soldiers guarded the mountains. The ordinary people could not enter the inside. The hidden part of the mountain was patrolling the day and night. Even a fly, he had to take off a layer of skin.

Zhuge's confused face was a bit solemn, not because Chen Yue took him to such a secret land, but because the two had just come down from the heroes of the front mountain.

The dense spiritual position and the stone monument of the lettering represent the hero who died. Behind them, it was the tragic war.

The two finally came to the territory of Bingwu Division. As usual, it was a sound of ping -pong pong pong and a busy figure.

There are people living in the rows of houses built along the foot of the mountain, and there are some old and weak women and children. These are the people of the Mo family.

Walking to a wooden frame, a sharp machete is placed on it. This is a newly created cold knife. There is a cold light above the blade.

Zhuge's confused was very curiously picked up a scratch and carefully, and whispered: "Are the sharp blades in the hands of the Liang Army?

Feeling the heavy sense of the palm, even if Zhuge Pai does not understand the weapon, you can see at a glance that this knife is several grades higher than the quality of the common battle knife.

"It's not all out of here." Chen Yue whispered: "In Beiliang, there are several arms that create weapons. This is just one of them. Basically

Forging materials. "

"It turns out of this." Zhuge nodded and sighed: "I heard only in the ancient books that I have heard of the Mojia forging surgery. I did not expect that I could still see the machete from the Mojia's hand today.

"Haha, it happened." Chen Yue waved a little proudly.

A long time ago, Chen Yue was just the owner of the mountain camp. He ran to Yan Rong's food team for a long distance. How can a few people know that the mysterious Moh family is the mysterious ink family. At first, if there was a helping family to help, then

Fujito is afraid that it will take a lot of effort to destroy it.

"Wang Ye, how can you come here today?"

Just when the two joked, a bustling shouting came from behind.

Chen Yue didn't have to think about it that Mo Xuzi came. The two looked back. Sure enough, Mo Xuzi was wearing a dirty cloth robe, carrying his hands, and a gourd in his waist shaking a swaying.

"Senior Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, hehe." Chen Yue grinned and laughed. Don't look at Mo Xuzi and Huangfu Mumu who asked Tiansi to be the elderly, but the way of getting along with the two people is very different.

Huang Fu Mu is old and hesitant, knowing how to give courtesy. In front of Chen Yue, more courteous courtesy, but this ink virtuality is not the same.

It looks arrogant, and I don't know that Mo Xuzi is the emperor today.

Sure enough, seeing the appearance of Mo Xuzi, even Zhuge's confused face appeared strange. According to the ideas in his heart, Mo Xuzi should be the mysterious high -looking, the face of an old -fashioned board, how can you know that it looks like this?

Then, then

However, when Zhuge's dazzling gaze was swept to the wine gourd around the waist, his eyelids were provoked without trace.

"Hey, I also brought a monk." Mo Xuzi said in surprise: "Why, Wang Ye wants to tell us the Children's Children?

Zhuge has a dark face. Since entering Liangzhou City, everyone has to call themselves a elder or Mr..

"Hey, Mo Lao laughed, what the scriptures." Chen Yue smiled and patted Zhuge's masculine shoulders: "This is the new staff member of my Liang Wangfu, cough, and then the counselor's military plane in the future.

Wu Sihe is a cool army, so I brought him a look. "

"Oh? Staff?"

Hearing this obscure words of Chen Yue, a person who is old -fashioned in Mochi understands that the 340 -year -old monk in front of him is definitely the person of Chen Yue relied on.

"Old Mo, the poor monk Zhuge, the Fa Capon, polite, Amitabha."

"You're polite, since it is Wang Ye's staff, you just look at it."

Before the Chen Yue spoke, Mo Xuzi took off the gourd around his waist, pulled out the wood, and poured a sip in his mouth.

As soon as this wine was passed, HC's eyes suddenly lit up, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"Guru ~"

Mo Xuzi also heard his spitting voice, looked at the wine gourd in his hand, and looked at Zhuge's confusion with his eyes, his eyes suddenly became weird.

? Don’t you come? "

"Ahem, how are you embarrassed?" Zhuge was embarrassed on his mouth, and his two hands had begun to rub.

Chen Yue hugged his chest with both hands, looking at it happily.

"Come on, don't be polite." Mo Xuzi determined that the guy was a wine and meat monk in front of him. He had handed the wine gourd and said, "

"It's a good guest. If the poor monk quit again, it will not give the older seniors anymore, and you have to taste it."

Zhuge was not pretending to be confused, and he took a sip after receiving the wine gourd in one hand.

"Oh ~ good wine, spicy and sweet, the wine is strong, the entrance is excellent, the old senior is really superb. The predecessors not only have the best skills, but the taste of drinking is not the same, the juniors admire!"

Listening to HC's boasting, Mo Xuzi's eyes laughed. In fact, the wine in this gourd is not good, but some people boast that they can not be happy.

"Sir good eyes." Mo Xuzi gave his thumbs up: "Come, come again."

Chen Yue's eyes are a sudden, and in the usual day, how is the apprentice that is so generous today, this is too good to coax.

Zhuge was not polite, and she was poured up.

"Guru ~ Guru ~"

After a few consecutive sips, the gourd species of wine has been half less, and the face of Mo Xuzi has changed. It is painful, but it can't pull the face to stop it.

"Good wine! Old predecessor atmosphere!"

After drinking a happy Zhuge, he gave his thumbs up, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with wine.

Mo Xuzi took the wine gourd a little bit, muttering his mouth: "Cough, the old man still has something to do, go first, the gentleman often comes, the old man still has a lot of good wine, you have the opportunity to please you."

In fact, Mo Xuzi is just polite. He is afraid that he will stay here again, and the wine will be drank by this monk.

"What will you do in the future, good things should be early!" Zhuge passed the Mo Xuzi, shouting: "Just today, go! Wang Ye, let the older Mo accompany the poor monk, you go back first."

Mo Xuzi suddenly widened his eyes. This guy was really embarrassed, but he had said it, and he had no such face to retract. It had to be pushed forward like a frost and was pushed forward by Zhuge Pai.

"Hahaha!"
Chapter completed!