After eating, he casually threw down a few coins and glanced coldly at the malicious boss. Among these evil people, as long as he was fierce enough, he could eat the King's meal.
Following the direction mentioned by the gang, the two came to a compound built at the foot of the mountain. This place was larger than what Chen Mo had seen in other gardens before.
The tall and short buildings are connected to each other. In addition to the rough yelling and cursing of men, you can also hear the melodious singing and dancing.
The two of them stood in front of the open door of the compound. A plaque with three characters on it hung prominently on the door: Yuzaotang.
"I didn't expect that there is such a place here, but the writing is a bit ugly."
The two of them looked at the guests coming in and out, like two country bumpkins entering the city, attracted by the excitement here. Among them, Yan Yu even commented on the three words on the plaque in a serious manner.
The handwriting is not as ugly as Yan Yu said, but compared to Yan Yu, it is half as good as a child's handwriting. It is just for ordinary writing. It was used as a plaque at the time, so he was a little overconfident.
As soon as Yan Yu said this, the guests who were coming in and out and the guards who were serving as decorations at the door immediately locked their eyes.
"What kind of brat are you talking about here?" The guards cursed at Chen Mo and the other two.
"I'm telling the truth. It's really not a good word." Yan Yu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the atmosphere at all.
"You're new here, you don't know that this is the master of Yuzao Hall who picked up the pen lightly." A guest of Yuzao Hall reminded.
"So? Does it mean that the words written by the hall master must be upright?" Yan Yu was like an ignorant girl, saying shocking words.
"Eh~!"
Indeed, everyone here was shocked by this half-idiot girl.
"Hahaha, it's really interesting." A handsome man laughed on the railing of the highest floor of the tallest building in the compound.
"It's Feng Lei."
"Hall Master Feng."
Chen Mo looked up at this handsome man, and the man also looked down at Chen Mo.
"I heard that the three brothers of the Lu family in Hongliyuan died at the hands of a young man some time ago, and the one named Ye Shengliu was also beaten and escaped from Hongliyuan. I guess that person is
You, Chen Mo?" Fenglei lay on the railing, looked down, and carefully looked at the double swords on his waist.
"I also heard that one of the three leaders of the martial arts tournament in the Guangshan Mountain area is also named Chen Mo. I think that's you too."
"So?" Chen Mo looked at him.
Chen Mo's words undoubtedly acknowledged his identity, which immediately caused the expressions of those who were still looking at them to look like idiots to change.
"He is Chen Mo."
"You are indeed very young."
"Why did he come here?"
Feng Lei stared at him and said: "So? This is what I want to ask you, right? I wonder if it is appropriate for a little brother to come to my Yucao Hall just to comment on the words I wrote?"
Then, Feng Lei looked at Yan Yu and said: "Little girl, after all, I am also the master of Yuzao Hall, and I was also a scholar back then. Are you really disrespecting me by belittling my words?"
"
"Wow, your handwriting is so beautiful. With the nine-point true biography of Scholar Wang, you are worthy of being the master of Yuzao Hall." Yan Yu changed his attitude and praised vigorously.
The people watching below grinned: This is praising someone, but it is clearly hurting someone. Even if Chen Mo is standing next to him, he is still acting too wantonly.
Feng Lei, who was still smiling at first, suddenly became gloomy. There were few people in the Red Apple Garden who dared to disrespect him like this.
"Feng Lang, why do you need to be like a little girl?"
"That's right, it's not good for your health to be so angry."
At this time, two scantily clad women came to Feng Lei with their bare feet on the wooden floor, snuggled up to his side, and gently stroked his chest to calm him down.
Sure enough, the dark clouds on Feng Lei's face disappeared, and the scholarly smile reappeared on his face.
"Chen Mo, you haven't answered yet. Your Majesty came to the shabby room today. Do you have any advice?"
With a "pop" sound, Feng Lei opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned the beautiful woman next to him, and continued.
"The two beauties next to me don't like a little chick like you."
Feng Lei said sarcastically that from the news he knew, the trouble Chen Mo caused in Hongliyuan was all because of a person named Yu Huanniang. Who is Yu Huanniang? Even he is thinking about the person, but Hongliyuan is not
In his own territory, even though he was stronger than the three brothers of the Lu family, he still could not get Yu Huanniang from them.
"I heard that you and the guy named Chai are the best at fighting here, so I came here to have a chat." He said calmly, not caring about his sarcasm.
"It turned out to be a fight." Feng Lei sighed and continued: "Why should I fight with you?"
Chen Mo held the handle of the knife in his hand and took out the knife.
When the cold light passes, the plaque breaks.
"What about this?"
This matter of tearing down someone's sign is a provocation. If this is the case and the person being provoked still remains silent, then he is a loser. Obviously, Feng Lei is not that kind of person.
"Someone is coming!"
Feng Lei let out a low roar, and in an instant many people sprang out from various places in the courtyard. They immediately dispersed the guests who did not belong to Yuzaotang and surrounded Chen Mo and the two of them.
"You, you bully the minority, you are shameless." Yan Yu looked at these aggressive people and cursed at Feng Lei.
"Hahaha, little girl, are you stupid for not understanding the situation?" Feng Lei laughed at Yan Yu's ignorance. "Where is this? This is the Red Dust Garden, not a martial arts dojo. You still expect me to be able to compete with him?"
One-on-one fair competition? I am the master of a hall, and I have so many brothers who will fight for me through life and death. Do I have to do everything myself? I am not that idiot named Lu."
"What should I do about Chen Mo?" Yan Yu hugged Chen Mo's arm and asked. She still thought of the people here too simply.
Chen Mo pulled Yan Yu behind him, not worried about his situation at all.
"Don't you feel bad for letting these people die?" Chen Mo held the knife at an angle, and the cold light on the blade was as cold as his eyes.
"Boy, don't get carried away. Even if the three brothers of the Lu family come to us, we don't have the ability to make a noise." Everyone in Yucao Hall was very dissatisfied with Chen Mo for looking down on them. Even if he has the ability of the three realms, the sword is under the siege of more than a dozen of them.
, he can't take any advantage, not to mention that he is still protecting a little girl. This is his weakness. They are not people who cherish their beauty.
"Stop talking nonsense, get him for me!"
Feng Lei upstairs felt.
Everyone in Yuzaotang drew out their weapons and charged at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo faced the enemy single-handedly. He had just observed that among the dozen or so people, only a few were at the second level, while the rest were all first-level martial artists.
Although Hongchen Garden is known as a place of chaos, there are actually very few real masters. From other people's perspective, it can only be said that their desperate spirit is better than other places. This is also the reason why many civilians are afraid of this place. The aura is scary and can scare people to death.
News of what happened here soon spread throughout the garden, and everyone rushed to the scene carrying the fruits they had just bought. After a while, several places convenient for viewing were crowded with people.
"Boss, that's the guy."
On a rooftop, the young men who had been taught a lesson by Chen Mo were surrounding a muscular man, looking with interest at the young man below who had fought many battles in one battle and was still able to do so with ease.
"It seems that you were spared a life because of mercy." The muscular man spoke with a rumble.
"Boss, then our hatred..."
"Qiu? Here you hit me and I'll hit you. What is Qiu? If you can't beat someone, just keep your tail low and behave like a human being." The muscular man said.
Within the battlefield.
Chen Mo never moved more than two steps ahead of Yan Yu. No matter whether those people's targets were him or Yan Yu, no one could break through Chen Mo's defense.
Those who have no use of zhenqi can best experience the terror of Chen Mo. His sword is not only fast, but also cruel and accurate. He has no power to parry at all, even if they put down their defense ruthlessly and want to exchange injuries for injuries.
The form did not hurt Chen Mo at all, but made him suffer so many knives in vain.
Seeing this, people from the second realm did not dare to rashly engage in close combat with Chen Mo. They could only find openings in the distance and cooperate with those from the first realm who were charging ahead to attack Chen Mo from a distance. There were more insidious people who took advantage of every opportunity.
Use a hidden weapon against Chen Mo.
But there was no substantial effect. Chen Mo was like an iron wall.
Feng Lei, who was upstairs, watched silently. The folding fan in his hand had been closed, and he kept tapping the palm of his other hand.
"Feng Lang, are your subordinates all losers? They always talk about how powerful they are in front of us sisters. Now you can't even take down a little kid. Many people are watching. You let Yuzaotang's face go to
Where to put it?"
"Shut up." Feng Lei said coldly.
"Tch." When Feng Lei said this, the woman turned away angrily, folded her hands under her mountain-like breasts, and waited for Feng Lei to come over and comfort her.
But this time she didn't wait for Feng Lei's sweet words.
Feng Lei had no time to pay attention to him and was staring intently at Chen Mo's every move. Although he had strength, he rarely did anything beyond his own strength. He would not do anything if he could solve the problem in the easiest way.
A little effort.
He knew that his men could not really take down Chen Mo, but he never expected that they would not let Chen Mo relax even a little bit.
"Fool, pull him out!"
Feng Lei cursed secretly in his heart, his eyes kept wandering over Chen Mo and Yan Yu.
Suddenly, at a certain moment, Feng Lei's dark eyes lit up, and the hand holding the folding fan suddenly swung, and a cold light stretched out from the folding fan, striking in the direction of Chen Mo and the two of them like lightning.