Immemorial War God

"I'm afraid only the four great sects would produce such a character."    

"His name seems to be Mo Feng? Do you know? "    

Everyone shook their heads in bewilderment. Basically, those in the border area would live a life of bloodshed and would only pay attention to matters outside of the barrier. Why would they pay attention to the matters of the Four Major Sects every day?    

The battle between the two mercenary groups continued, but four of the men in the wok had already been killed. They were at a disadvantage and were quickly beaten to the point where they had no way to fight back.    

"Ran's beard, this time I'll consider you powerful. Next time when I go outside the city, I won't let me meet you!" The hotpot leader said these harsh words and turned around to leave with the rest. When he was about to leave, his eyes paused on Mo Feng for a moment, and a trace of viciousness flashed past his eyes.    

"Pfft." Ran's beard fiercely spat out a mouthful of saliva at the cauldron, he only felt incomparably carefree, turned around and walked to the table, picked up a cup of wine, and drank it in one gulp, then took out a storage bag and threw it into the hands of the waiter. These things that were broken were naturally paid for by the victor. This was the price of a battle. The loser would lie on the ground, and the winner would pay the price.    

However, for them, if they could win every day, they were willing to pay the price every day. They came to this place outside of the pass just to have a good time.    

"This little brother." Ran's beard walked in front of Mo Feng with a wine jug in his hand. Mo Feng looked at him with the wine cup in his hand and did not say a word.    

"Little brother, it's all thanks to you helping me this time. Let me toast you." raised his blanket. He did not want to get involved in all this when he was here for the first time, it would be troublesome if he didn't delay time.    

Ran's beard looked at Mo Feng in astonishment, and then shook his head and laughed, not minding at all. Youngsters always have a strange temper, as he raised his head and took a deep breath, then loudly sat down. self-appointed elder looked at him, and turned his head to look at him, and continued to drink his wine.    

"Little brother, I know that you don't want to get into trouble, but if you make a move, then this trouble will be on you." Ran's beard seemed to have seen through Mo Feng's thoughts, and said. Mo Feng's expression did not change as he continued to drink. Ran's beard saw a strange light flash across Mo Feng's eyes, and he remained calm. It was as he expected, as though was young, and not even a trace of disdain was revealed. After all, not wanting to cause trouble was one thing, and being afraid of trouble was another.    

As long as you stay in Linyang City for another day, he will find trouble with you sooner or later. Since today's matter is started by me, why don't you come with me, and let my Ran's beard settle this matter. Ran's beard stared straight at Mo Feng, waiting for his reply. He had seen Mo Feng's strength, if he could get to know him, there would be many benefits, and furthermore, he was a person who would repay favors, and Mo Feng had helped him, so he had to repay this kindness.    

However, Mo Feng still continued drinking his wine and did not say a word. A burst of awkwardness appeared on Ran's beard's face, making it difficult for him to speak anymore.    

"Hey, kid, big brother is talking to you. Are you deaf?" The people from the Ran's beard could not watch any longer. Their big brother had been quiet for a long time, what arrogance!    

When the self-appointed elder saw that the people from Ran's beard had gathered, he gave Mo Feng a meaningful glance so that he would not offend the two mercenary groups.    

"Are you done?" Mo Feng finally opened his mouth and waved the wine cup in his hand.    

"If you're done, you can leave."    

"Uhh …" Ran's beard's eyes twitched, could this be considered to be him being rejected? A trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes. He, Ran's beard, had been in the Fringe Region for so many years, and no matter who it was, they would still give him some face.    

He was unhappy, but he suppressed it and stood up to look at Mo Feng. He was still unwilling to give up on Mo Feng, and could not help but give it a try.    

"Little brother, this is your first time going outside of, right? If you are not familiar with the outside, I can take you for a walk. Our mercenary group is going on a mission at Yang Qing Ya recently, would you be interested in travelling with us?"    

"Yang Qing Ya?" self-appointed elder was startled, then stared straight at Mo Feng, urging him and begging him.    

"Senior brother Mo Feng, this is a good opportunity, with them leading the way, it will save us a lot of trouble, and what they said is not wrong, the boss of the cauldron might come and find trouble with you, it will save us a lot of trouble if we go together."    

He was also not familiar with the outside world, with this mercenary group to lead the way, it would be much easier to rescue his lover's corpse.    

Mo Feng still did not say anything, the Ran's beard glanced at self-appointed elder, and did not leave, waiting for Mo Feng's reply.    

"Alright." Finally, Mo Feng opened his mouth and the Ran's beard laughed.    

"Little brother, my name is Ran's beard, may I know little brother's name?"    

"Mo Feng." Mo Feng replied indifferently, he raised his wine cup and stood up. Ran's beard was startled, then happily clinked his cup with Mo Feng and drank it all in one gulp.    

Then, Ran's beard sat back down and started to chat with Mo Feng as if he was his own family, but Mo Feng treated his words as if they were gold, he did not say much, but self-appointed elder immediately came out to ease the awkwardness.    

After eating their fill, the people of Ran's beard left first. Mo Feng and the self-appointed elder returned to their own rooms, in the tavern, they were not afraid of the prized boss coming to look for trouble.    

Opening the window and seeing that the Ran's beard and the rest had disappeared from his sight, Mo Feng squinted his eyes slightly. The self-appointed elder was right, having a mercenary group that was familiar with the outside world to lead the way was the best thing to do. At this time and place, Mo Feng had never been here before.    

However, he didn't know if it would be a bad thing if he met someone who licked blood off their blade so quickly.    

He sat on the bed and started cultivating. Ran's beard agreed to meet up two days later at the city gate.    

"Dong Dong Dong"    

Two days passed in a flash. Knocking sounds came from the door as Mo Feng opened it to see self-appointed elder waiting outside.    

"Senior Brother Mo Feng, we should set off." Mo Feng nodded. The two of them went downstairs and paid the bill to leave the tavern.    

"Sold pills! Sold pills! Top grade healing pills! A must come out! A special offer today!"    

"It's a high-grade star-element treasure. It's an essential weapon to get out of seclusion. It increases your attack power by a large margin. I'll sell it for half the price today!"    

"A 300 year old fire ginseng. Just now, it was dug out from the other side of the pass. If it's fated to be here, then it will be sold at a 20% discount!"    

Linyang City was a place to leave seclusion, and similarly, it was a popular trading ground. However, there were a lot of good things here, and also a lot of good ones, which made it easier to be deceived.    

Mo Feng looked at the people selling all the treasures on the left and right, and smiled as he looked. This scene caused him to recall a lot of his memories.    

"tiger-dog?"