Seeing her mysterious look, Mo Qingyan pinched her little nose lovingly: "Okay, okay..."
"I will sleep with Yun'er in my arms tonight, and tell my sister how much you have suffered over the years!"
At this moment, Mo Yunxi finally showed her daughterly attitude.
It was nothing at first, but when I heard these words, my mouth immediately flattened, and I shed tears of grievance again!
The two of them were in the mood, but Lao Zhou was late!
Mo Yunxi turned her head curiously when she heard the noise, and Lao Zhou subconsciously raised his head.
The two people looked at each other for an instant, and they were both stunned!
Lao Zhou Leng said it was because he had seen Nan Yunxi at close range many times before.
At first glance, the woman in front of me looks exactly like Na Yunxi wearing light makeup and wearing women's clothing!
And it was also because of this that Mo Yun was so angry.
Isn't the person in front of me the eunuch who just transferred to the Shangshan Supervisor some time ago?
Later, after the jade seal tiger talisman was lost, it was discovered that this person was actually a craftsman from Nan Yanxi.
He kidnapped and forced the director of the Shanshan Supervisory Bureau, and tried every possible means to sneak in, just to steal the jade seal and the tiger charm.
If the security around him hadn't been very tight, this guy would probably have assassinated him!
"Is it you?" Mo Yunxi blurted out subconsciously.
With just one sentence, Lao Zhou's eyes suddenly froze.
Could this person be Nan Yunxi disguised as a woman with the intention of getting close to Nan Yanxi?
Although there are still many unreasonable things in it, after all, it is related to Nan Yanxi's safety.
Lao Zhou didn't dare to be careless, and quickly shouted: "Don't be crazy, little thief, watch me capture you!"
Immediately afterwards, his hands made claws, and his figure turned into a bolt of lightning, striking directly at Mo Yunxi!
"Wait...one of our own...!"
Nan Yanxi and Mo Qingyan screamed in secret and hurriedly stopped them.
But it was too late, Lao Zhou's speed was too fast.
His figure flashed and he was already in front of Mo Yunxi.
Mo Qingyan on the side didn't see it well and was about to stop him.
However, the old man from the mountain who was just sitting aside suddenly snorted coldly.
Immediately afterwards, the figure stood between Lao Zhou and Mo Yunxi for an instant.
What a fast speed!
Lao Zhou's eyes narrowed, and he quickly turned his claws into palms and attacked the old man in the mountain.
"Bang...bang...bang"
The two old men exchanged more than a dozen moves in an instant.
Both of them are the top masters in the world, and Lao Zhou is even comparable to a great master like Nangong Wenjian.
But after all, the old man in the mountain lived for four hundred years. Even if he practiced internal strength for a while every three days, his internal strength would still be stronger than that of Lao Zhou.
After twenty rounds, Lao Zhou gradually fell into a disadvantage.
In fact, when the two started fighting, they already roughly understood who the other person was by listening to the shouts of several people.
However, the loneliness of the master made both of them want to compete with each other.
After all, they are all top masters. When he was in Qinglian Sword Sect, Lao Zhou had already competed happily with Nangong Wenjian several times.
Judging from the results of the competition, the two are basically neck and neck, and Nangong Wenjian is just as strong as he is.
However, at this time, Lao Zhou was deeply shocked.
He felt in his heart that he and Nangong Wenjian were already among the best in the world.
If there are people in this world who are better than the two of them, they are probably only a little bit better.
But the strength displayed by the man in front of him completely exceeded Lao Zhou's expectations.
It was so strong that Lao Zhou even had the illusion that this person's internal strength was almost twice as strong as his own.
Of course, this is actually an exaggeration on his part.
Although the old man in the mountain lived to be four hundred years old, the path of martial arts was to sail against the current, and the further you go, the harder it becomes to make progress.
Although the internal strength of the old man in the mountain is much stronger than that of Lao Zhou, it is not twice as strong as him.
But even so, even if Lao Zhou and Nangong Wenjian join forces, they will never be a match for the old man in the mountain.
After all, the depth of understanding and exploration of a mental method or martial arts routine are incomparable.
After falling behind after twenty moves, Lao Zhou had difficulty resisting a dozen moves, and then he could no longer resist.
The two of them slapped each other hard again, then turned over and retreated.
The old man in the mountain turned over gracefully, with one hand behind his back and the other hand stroking his beard leisurely.
On the other hand, Lao Zhou first turned over and then took more than ten steps back.
With the help of Nan Yanxi and Mo Qingyan, he could barely stabilize his body.
Lao Zhou looked at his hands in great shock, and then he bowed his hands to the old man in the mountain in admiration.
"Thank you for your mercy, old brother. I'm willing to accept the defeat!"
"Hahaha…"
The old man in the mountain smiled heartily, raised his hands and returned the greeting: "I'll admit it, my brother is also one of the best in the world!"
"Yes, yes... they are all top-notch... they are all top-notch!" Nan Yanxi hurriedly stepped forward to express her gratitude.
Pointing at Lao Zhou, he introduced to the old man in the mountain: "Father, this is my mother's old friend that I told you."
"For so many years, I have never given up looking for the child, and it has been of great help to the child!"
After saying that, he turned to Lao Zhou and introduced: "Old Uncle Zhou, this is the last king of Hulan Kingdom. He was the master of Tianyun Pavilion and was known as the Old Man in the Mountain!"
"Now, my nephew has worshiped him as his adoptive father, and he has been of great help to him!"
Hearing what he said, Lao Zhou was immediately shocked. He quickly stood up and raised his hands and asked: "Hulan Kingdom... Tianyun Pavilion?"
"Could it be that...you are Huo Tianying, the top master of Hulan Kingdom four hundred years ago?"
The old man in the mountain was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes turned red for a moment.
He stepped forward and held Lao Zhou's hand, and said excitedly: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, it's been four hundred years."
"There are still people who can remember my name, even I have forgotten it!"
"Yes...I am Huo Tianying!"
Nan Yanxi and three others on the side also listened with great interest. It turned out that this old guy's name was Huo Tianying, and his name was quite domineering.
"The seniors are famous, the juniors are like thunder!" Lao Zhou was also extremely excited and hurriedly bowed to him.
For top masters like them, they are naturally full of yearning and admiration for their old friends and masters from a hundred years ago.
How could we not be excited that we were lucky enough to meet him today?
Huo Tianying helped Lao Zhou up very humbly: "Hey, brother! You're out of sight now!"
Then he asked: "I don't know, what is my old brother's name?"