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The old man is dressed in a gorgeous retro dress, has a white beard and white hair, blue eyes and a high nose. He is a typical Western white man.

The three women are doing business in Longcheng. There are often foreign customers in the store, but the first one to go directly to the boss is to name them as soon as they come in. Others may not know that the owner of the drug store is Brother Mo. How does this old man in serious and old-fashioned clothes know?

"What do you want from our boss?"

Tang Zhizhi walked forward, her eyes a little wary, because the drugstore's business was booming and the supply of goods was sufficient, which attracted a lot of attention. Dragons and snakes were mixed, with different goals. Genius Baby, Miracle Doctor Mother's latest chapter. Some people have been looking for the boss behind the store for a long time, but the population in the store is strict, and no one has ever known the identity of the boss behind the drug store.

She was very surprised, how did this old man know that the drug store owner was Mo Wen, and how did he know that Mo Wen was in the drug store.

"Call your boss out. He has a ten-day appointment with someone else. It's been a month and he still hasn't come to the appointment. Do you want to be a coward?"

The old foreign man said coldly that he came here on the order of the young lady and he must see Mo Wen no matter what.

"Ten-day promise, what ten-day promise?"

A voice sounded from upstairs, and immediately after, Mo Wen walked down with his hands on his back, smiling, and glanced at the old man.

"Don't ask, you won't forget the agreement you made with Miss Yaoyu, right? The person who is number one on the Hua Xia list and the most popular person in Dragon City would never expect to be someone who goes back on his word."

The old foreign man frowned slightly. Don't ask what this attitude means. Is he planning to deny it? The original ten-day appointment was made by him and the lady personally. Now that he denies it, the young lady will probably be very unhappy. After all, the young lady is stranded in Longcheng, and her only purpose is to deal with this young boy.

"Old man, don't get excited. I have a bad writing style. I just have a bad memory. What kind of agreement do you and I have? Please tell me. Is there an engagement that I don't know about?"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. It looked like I had forgotten what I had said.

"You dare to tease young lady?"

The foreign old man's face was cold, and an astonishing aura erupted from his body. That terrifying aura, Mo Wen felt like an ocean wave rushing towards his face, which was extremely terrifying.

Holy steps!

Mo Wen's heart tightened. This old man is actually a saint-level being, and he is not an ordinary saint-level being. Although his cultivation level is not high, he has met many powerful people. This old man's momentum is no less than that of the original Kuji Master.

Moreover, his momentum was only aimed at him alone. Tang Zhizhi and others standing nearby did not react at all, let alone attract the attention of the powerful people in Dragon City. This kind of control is not easy.

Master Na Kuji of Tianhua Palace is quite famous in the Senate, and he is a cultivator at the peak of Yuanshen Realm. Such a being at the pinnacle of the holy level actually calls Yao Yu "Miss", calling herself "Miss".

Western superpowers refer to those above the Yuan Shen realm as powerful saints. It means transcending the ordinary and becoming saints, which is different from ordinary people, so they are called saint-level beings.

However, the holy level is just a general term. People above this level also have many divisions in realm, which are generally the same as those of Chinese immortal cultivators. But there are many factions in the Western world. The races are complex, and different factions or races use different realm names.

For example, for the blood clan, the holy level is the level above marquis. Marquis corresponds to the Yuan Shen realm of China, and then there are dukes, kings, emperors...

As for the priests in the Alliance of Gods, they are called sages compared to those in the Yuanshen realm, and those above are called saints, great saints, and holy kings...

Although the names are different, the meanings are not much different. There are three thousand avenues, and in the end they all lead to the same destination. So the realm is not much different.

The foreign old man in front of him is obviously a sage in the Alliance of Gods, with a respected status in the latest chapter of Ghost Eye Onmyoji.

"Your Excellency is so good at cultivation, I admire you."

Mo Wen slightly raised his hand. The person in front of him had a cultivation level equivalent to the peak of the Yuan Shen Realm. He felt that he was far from his opponent. They were both at the Yuan Shen Realm, but the difference was huge. People who have just entered the Yuanshen Realm are not at the same level as those who are at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm.

"Don't ask, sir, you have an old saying in China, which is that a gentleman's words are swift and his horse is whipped. Do you think you can't keep your word?"

Kadoron said calmly, if it were anywhere else, he wouldn't even bother to talk to this young man and just capture him and take him away. But this is Dragon City, a place where he doesn't dare to act arrogantly.

"Your Excellency, this is serious. I am just a commoner, how dare you call me a gentleman." Mo Wen shook his head and said: "At the beginning, it was just a casual remark to aggravate the dispute. I take this to heart. Since Miss Yaoyu is so serious, then I and I will So what if she fights."

Such a powerful person is willing to be Yaoyu's servant. This woman's identity and background are really not simple, but this also made Mo Wen aroused a sense of interest. The previous battles with those Penglai Wonderland warriors were not at the same level. His interest was somewhat waning, maybe Yao Yu, this woman, could give him a little surprise.

"If you can keep your promise, then of course it's best. It's better to meet the sun every other day. Your date with the lady will be today."

Kadoron nodded. The young lady was not suitable to stay in Dragon City all the time. He should deal with this boy as soon as possible and then leave China.

"Let's go." Mo Wen wasn't a sloppy person.

"Brother Mo, can you take us with you?" Tang Zhizhi said with excitement. She was also present at the gambling battle between Mo Wen and Yao Yu that day. Knowing the ins and outs, she was even more looking forward to the battle between Mo Wen and Yao Yu.

Although Su Waner and Wang Qian did not speak, there was hope in their eyes.

"Okay, then I'll take you with me." Mo Wen didn't object.

……

Ever since he learned some of the secrets of Penglai Wonderland, Mo Wen realized the sense of crisis and understood why the Evil Wind Sect hated him.

At the end of the martial arts competition that day, Mo Qingtian came to him and told him exactly what happened. He never thought that the 34th generation leader of Mingjiao would be so powerful and turn Penglai Wonderland upside down. He didn't know how to offend him. How many sects are there.

However, the final fate of that leader seemed not to be very good. After all, Penglai Wonderland had a long history and was related to the world wars in the Middle Ages. Some seemingly simple sects may hide unimaginable astonishing details.

Although the leader of the Ming Cult was also a genius with profound cultivation, and was said to have reached the peak of the Dou Zhuan Realm, he failed to resist in the end and died hundreds of years ago. Moreover, the collapse of Mingjiao seems to be related to Penglai Wonderland. Otherwise, how could a sect that was so powerful in the world at that time be destroyed at the drop of a hat?

The martial arts arena is the only place where martial arts can be fought in Dragon City. All fighting is prohibited in other places in Dragon City, but where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Warriors from all walks of life gather in Dragon City, and there will naturally be no shortage of grievances. They happen almost every day. There is friction, and the martial arts arena is the place where conflicts are resolved.

The world of warriors advocates strength and respects the strong. Everything is done with fists. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Before the battle, both sides will make a treaty with each other, and the defeated must abide by the treaty, even if the content of the treaty is that the entire clan of the defeated will commit suicide.

No one can ever violate the treaty of the martial arts arena, thinking that everyone knows that behind the martial arts arena are the top dandies of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Tianhua Palace.

Therefore, everyone is very cautious when fighting in the martial arts arena and signing treaties. No one will be stupid enough to push himself to death unless he has absolute self-confidence.

"Master Mo, you promised me the ten-day appointment, but you came so late and made me wait."

Yaoyu still has the same charming appearance, and his words are also coquettish. He even deliberately imitates the habits of Chinese warriors, calling young and promising young men "gongzi", with an ambiguous expression, and any words can make people think. .

"Don't worry, Sister Yaoyu, how could Brother Mo keep you waiting for so long." Mo Wen said with a smile, and hit the snake with the stick.

"Brother Mo? I also hope that you can be my brother Mo, but Yaoyu likes strong men. First you have to defeat me, otherwise you can only be their slave."

Yaoyu's little mouth is slightly raised, and her red and tender lips are so bright that it makes people want to hold her and take a bite.

"Slave? Sister Yaoyu has really strong taste. It turns out she likes to play with sex. I like it." Mo Wen smiled and glanced aggressively at Yaoyu up and down, especially pausing deliberately at a few important parts.

"Sign the treaty."

Yaoyu's expression turned cold instantly, and she turned away faster than flipping through a book. Although she likes to tease others, she also depends on the target. For a shameless person like Mo Wen who was not afraid of hot water, she felt that she was the one who would suffer if she continued to tease her.

Now I ask you to be arrogant. Later, you lose to her and become her slave. Let's see how arrogant you can be.

On the surface, Yao Yu looks like a seductive goblin, but in his heart, he is extremely sinister and instantly thinks of countless ways to torture Mo Wen.

"I believe you all know the rules of the martial arts arena. I am the referee of this martial arts battle. Once the battle treaty is signed, it cannot be changed. You all have made up your mind."

An old man came forward. He was the elder who managed the martial arts arena. Normally, he would not personally take part in some martial arts battles, but this time it was different. The martial arts battles involved Mo Wen and Yao Yu. He would not In person, it would be difficult for an ordinary referee to control the situation.

"What will happen if you lose?"

The referee looked at Yao Yu. The treaty of the martial arts battle must be based on the mutual opinions of the two people. If one party disagrees, it will not be established.

"If I lose the battle, I will become his woman and never leave him." Yao Yu said lightly. The treaty of martial arts is naturally based on the bet of a martial arts competition to attract a bride.

"What will happen if you lose?" The referee looked at Mo Wen again.

"If I lose the battle, I will be her man and never leave her." Mo Wen said with a smile.

The referee felt a little confused for a moment and looked at Mo Wen and Yao Yu in astonishment. What was going on with these two people? The referee's mind was full of questions. If this combat agreement was established, wouldn't it be a show of affection in front of him? It was a deliberate attempt to tease him!

"Mo Wen...!" Yao Yu glared at Mo Wen with his gaze like a knife.

At this time, a large number of people had gathered in the audience stage of the martial arts arena. Because the battle involved Mo Wen and Yao Yu, it spread throughout Dragon City in almost the shortest time. People rushed to the martial arts arena in an endless stream. A huge crowd came.

"Pfft..." In a corner of the martial arts arena, when Mo Wen finished speaking, Jingxue held a cup of tea in her hand and spurted it out without holding back. (~^~)