Avoid looking at people, avoid white clothes, avoid swords!?

Li Mo's eyes widened, and he looked at the woodcutter with a look that couldn't suppress his weirdness.

A mere woodcutter who chops wood can actually have so many things to do.

"Kid, you have violated my taboo..."

The woodcutter shook the ax in his hand, his voice was heavy and his expression was unkind.

"Uncle, which of your eyes saw me watching you chopping firewood?" Li Mo said.

"Um!?"

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me? You have taboos, and I have taboos about riding a horse!"

Li Mo glanced sideways: "I hate other people making rules the most... Are you the emperor?"

Every word, with a gun and a stick, echoed through the mountains and fields like a barrage of cannons, but it made the woodcutter stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that the kid in front of him was actually a master who didn't want to suffer losses. He was unruly and rebellious. He just said one sentence, and there were ten sentences waiting for him on the other side.

"Kid, has anyone ever told you that you have a bad mouth?"

The woodcutter didn't have any attack, he just gave Li Mo a cold look.

"A lot of praise." Li Mo said lightly.

"With your mouth, you will get into trouble sooner or later... I don't know what your parents taught you." The woodcutter put down the ax in his hand and said calmly.

"I don't have parents."

When the woodcutter heard this, he raised his eyelids slightly and fell silent immediately.

"You're lucky, you're not wearing white clothes, and you don't have a sword...otherwise..."

The woodcutter picked up the firewood on the ground and said casually.

"What? Uncle, do you have a grudge against the swordsman in white? Your home was stolen?"

Li Mo grinned and subconsciously glanced at the woodcutter's head, but did not see the hat.

"Kid, your mouth really stinks."

The woodcutter glared at Li Mo fiercely, then his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed through his eyes: "When I was young, I met a swordsman. He was dressed in white, and he looked disgusting."

Having said this, the woodcutter touched his chest intentionally or unintentionally, and the extremely long scar could be vaguely seen at the open collar.

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

"I once fell in love with a girl... That nasty guy guarded me like a chicken... I'm so damned."

When the woodcutter mentioned the past, sparks flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat the enemy alive.

"It turned out to be a love rival..." Li Mo couldn't help laughing.

"He is nothing but a love rival... he is just a lump of iron... he has no emotions at all..." The woodcutter yelled: "That kind of thing will never fall in love with anyone..."

"Then...your relationship is indeed a bit messy."

Li Mo pouted, but he couldn't understand the woodcutter's grudges.

"Since you are not a love rival, you can still continue to pursue girls... are you married?"

Li Mo thought for a while, the girl he chased when he was young should be married by this time, and the children should be quite big.

"She's dead."

The woodcutter's voice suddenly became extremely deep, and there was a trace of loneliness and regret in the hoarseness, which seemed to make the howling cold wind become a little bit cooler.

Li Mo heard the words, but remained silent.

There is certainly love and infatuation in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

He could see that although the girl the woodcutter talked about had long since passed away, he still couldn't forget her.

"Damn Tie Liao... He's so powerful on weekdays... I don't see him protecting me..."

The woodcutter's emotions suddenly fluctuated, his eyes were filled with a cold light, and his right hand involuntarily held the rusty axe.

"Wait... I can't kill you... but I can outlast you..."

As he spoke, the woodcutter grinned with a cold smile.

"He's dying...he won't last long!"

These words seemed to be spoken to oneself, but also seemed to be said to Li Mo, sharing the joy in his heart.

"What a weirdo."

Li Mo began to murmur in his heart. It was already very strange to go into the mountains to cut firewood in the middle of the night. The woodcutter in front of him was laughing and cursing, and his emotions fluctuated like the waves of the river and the sea. It was indeed strange and suspicious.

Rumble…

At this moment, a violent sound came from the depths of the barren mountain, instantly pulling Li Mo out of his thoughts.

"Um!?"

Li Mo's eyes darkened slightly and he looked over.

"Tsk tsk...it's not peaceful in the mountains tonight."

The woodcutter was carrying his ax and watching the smoke and dust rising from the mountains and filling the sky, he couldn't help but stare and whisper.

"Uncle, see you later."

Li Mo's figure suddenly flashed, like a strong wind roaring, and disappeared in an instant.

The mountains are high and the air is cold, and the bright moon hangs high. Only the woodcutter is left, alone, like a lone wild goose falling into the cold river.

"The city is filled with flowers, the moon invades the clothes, and the love affairs of young people become sad as time passes."

The woodcutter looked at the direction in which Li Mo was escaping, and murmured softly. The whispers turned into the sound of whimpering wind, which was diffuse and unpleasant.

…

Deep in the barren mountains, ancient caves are broken.

A strong smell of blood filled the ruins, and on the moss-covered stone wall, a strange demon was nailed to it with a black wooden sword.

The demon looks like a giant turtle, but has a giant python wrapped around it.

At this moment, this weird monster had his heart pierced by the black wooden sword and was nailed to the rock wall. He could no longer move. The surrounding monster energy became weaker and weaker, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

"You...you..."

At this moment, Tang Sanbai rushed out of the ruins. His clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his right arm was hanging down, as if his bones had been shattered and he could no longer hold up.

Even though he was so seriously injured, Tang Sanbai still ignored the excruciating pain and stared straight ahead.

"You are a descendant of the Wuyao lineage..."

The indifferent words echoed in the mountains and fields, and among the scattered blood, a young man strolled towards...

He was bathed in the bright moonlight, his bright eyes seemed to hide the essence of light, and his delicate face revealed a hint of natural and mysterious temperament. The five fingers were intertwined, as if there were wind and thunder shaking, cultivating yin and yang.

The most special thing is that the spiritual energy behind him is beating like a ball of blazing fire, and it seems that there are dragons and tigers entangled with each other.

"Dragon Tiger Holding Pill...you...you are the Tianshi Mansion..."

Tang Sanbai was shocked and confused, and finally recognized the origin of this person.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just now, he was in the cave explaining Li Mo's way of releasing life with turtles, snakes, demons and ghosts. Who would have thought that this young man's magic weapon would descend from the sky and beat him with one move?

Faced with the dilemma of life and death, he even ignored the attacks of turtles, snakes, demons and ghosts, and almost killed the latter with just a wooden sword.

At this moment, Tang Sanbai looked at the strange appearance of the young man in front of him, and he still couldn't recognize where he was from.

"My name is Qin Longhu!"

The young man looked down at Tang Sanbai indifferently, with a hint of deep disdain in his cold eyes.

"The Supreme Heavenly Master has no successor, his dharma lineage has withered so much, and he actually colludes with demons and ghosts."

As he spoke, Qin Longhu ignored Tang Sanbai and walked directly past him.

"You don't want..."

Tang Sanbai's expression suddenly changed, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Qin Longhu.

Rumble…

Qin Longhu didn't even look back, his spiritual breath suddenly rose, the tiger was sitting on the dragon's plate, and the terrifying force directly knocked Tang Sanbai away.

"Not only is he colluding with demons and ghosts, but his cultivation is also extremely weak... It is difficult for the Supreme Master to continue his incense."

Qin Longhu didn't even look at it, but cast his faint eyes on the turtle, snake, demon and ghost waiting to die on the stone wall.

"Damn it, I just said that my right eyelid keeps twitching lately... Damn it..."

The turtle shell vibrated, making a low and weak sound.

"It's all your fault... you're too superstitious... you talk all day long... and that's why you brought disaster..."

The giant python raised its head feebly, its scarlet eyes staring intently at Qin Longhu in front of him.
To be continued...