Chapter 320

Xiaohong and Xiaolu stamped his feet angrily. This gentleman's sword is really good at causing trouble. It has just disappeared. Originally, he thought that he could be found by following his friends. Finally, it proved that their choice was extremely correct. The gentleman's sword did appear, but the time for this appearance was too short. They hardly look at it. It is clear that the figure in white is the gentleman's sword.

The two girls looked at each other in con's face. In addition to indignation, there was also endless disappointment on their faces. This mission was a failure and the bonus was gone. Although there would be no fine or scolding, they would lose face in the intelligence team in the future.

The two women looked at each other, sighed, turned around, and rushed to the branch of Xinyuxuan to report the situation in this area.

Mo Fan put down Yu Yi. Just after one move, the drug attack in Yu Yi's body accelerated, and instantly put him into a state of sleep. Now he snored loudly and slept soundly, and he didn't realize that he had just closed the ghost door.

Mo Fan looked at him and said to himself: The sword just now is more exquisite than the previous sword. There are so many mysteries on this drunkard. This set of swordsmanship alone can sweep away the general peerless masters. Such a master walks around the world, why do the major associations not hear about it? Although Yu Yi is good at drinking, the salary of this little wine is much lower than that of other peerless masters for the super guild. Why hasn't a guild noticed this kind of master who can deceive with alcohol?

This is really strange...

Mo Fan was thinking when he suddenly stopped snoring, and Yu Yi jumped up and pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand: "Damn it! Still chasing!"

Mo Fan turned his head in astonishment.

Seeing that it was Mo Fan, Yu Yi was slightly stunned, and then said, "So it's your brother."

Mo Fan was about to open his mouth when he suddenly made a "plop" sound. Yu Yi fell down again and fell asleep, making Mo Fan, who wanted to open his mouth, embarrassed.

Then, Mo Fan smiled and said to himself, "Forget it, since you have decided not to care about these things, you are looking for trouble if you think too much.

After thinking about it, Mo Fan didn't think much about it. He lay down and closed his eyes, but felt that the wind was clear, the birds were chirping, and the fragrance of green trees and red flowers was close to the tip of his nose.

Unconsciously, he also fell asleep. For the first time in the game, he fell asleep so peacefully.

Outside Shaoxing Town, there is a forest full of trees. Grass grows beside the trees, dotted with a few flowers. In the thickest place of the grass, a young man in white opened his eyes slightly with white hair.

Mo Fan woke up leisurely. At this moment, it was already ten minutes into the dusk. Yu Yi was still sleeping there. I don't know how many ecscinations there were after these jars of wine. It was shocking that Yu Yi could persist for so long.

Mo Fan looked at him: "I don't know how many masters like Yu Yi, even more powerful than him."

Mo Fan's eyes moved and suddenly fell on the sword behind Yu Yi.

With a "dang", Mo Fan's eyes touched the sword, and the sword actually trembled. Mo Fan condensed, stretched out his hand, and slowly moved to Yuyi's sword.

With a sound, the sword actually came out of its sheath by itself. Although it was only a few inches out of its sheath, it was cold and awe-inspiring.

Mo Fan withdrew his hand and said, "I don't want to cove you. Why are so vigilant?" But he said in his heart: What a strong spirituality!

The sword is in the sheath, as if nothing has happened.

Mo Fan shook his right hand, and a long sword was in his hand. This cuff hidden sword technique, which he has used, is pure fire. Because it is the reason for stealing learning, Mo Fan does not know what the use of this sword is in addition to convenient to install the long sword.

And the sword in his hand, named Song Feng, exploded from Yu Canghai at the beginning. He has been following Mo Fan for a long time. Almost after Mo Fan's success in martial arts, he has always been accompanied by him. For a swordsman, the sword can be a weapon or a friend, but every swordsman must have a sword around him. I'm afraid that he relies on the sword weapon at the beginning of his martial arts, or the swordless world that is not delayed in the end, he needs a sword. The sword is the soul of the swordsman. The swordsman without swords is soulless. No matter how high the martial arts is, it is just a lonely body.

And Mo Fan is also a swordsman. His soul is this pine wind, because this sword accompanies him for the longest, which can be said to be the only sword around him. At this moment, he gently stroked the sword, and many battles have made it feel a little vicissitudes. There is a small gap in the four feet of the sword, which was at the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum. Hou was created by the unknown peerless master. At that time, Mo Fan had not noticed that in those years of Ice and Fire Island, after understanding the peerless realm and touching the sword body, he realized it spontaneously.

Mo Fan sighed gently. He knew that this Songfeng sword had not been killed for a long time. It was just a sword at the level of a sharp weapon, and it was not yet a famous weapon. After many times of his internal force washing, the sword body could not withstand many internal forces.

In this guild battle, he has been behind the scenes and did not participate in the battle. Otherwise, this Songfeng sword may have been broken.

It's not that Mo Fan has never thought of forging this sword again. There is no shortage of skilled craftsmen in the Free Alliance. As long as there are materials, it is enough to raise this sword to the level of a famous 1 weapon. At that time, no matter how strong Mo Fan's internal force is, instilling internal force will not cause much damage to the sword body.

But every time he takes it, an idea comes to his mind: At that time, will the pine wind still be loose?

Every time he thought about this, he inexplicably gave up the idea of forging.

Later, he knew that this was Songfeng's own will, and it would rather break up than recast.

Gently stroked the sword body, the longest sword that accompanied him, has entered his old age. No matter how he sees through the world and life and death, it is difficult to restrain his strong reluctance.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a proud death." Mo Fan muttered softly.

Songfeng did not respond. It was just a sharp weapon, and the sharp weapon was just a weapon.

Put away the pine breeze. Mo Fan turned his head and found that Yu Yi had got up. At this moment, he was looking around blankly and saw Mo Fan and said, "Brother? Where is this?

Then added: "Why am I here? Isn't it chased by the people of the Iron Fist Gate?

Mo Fan nodded and said, "Yes, but a master saved you and then informed me to come here to find you. What on earth did you eat and sleep for so long?"

Yu Yi smiled and said, "I just drank a few jars of wine. Tut, that taste is really unforgettable."

"You..." Mo Fan looked helpless: "Sooner or later, you will be killed by alcohol."

Yu Yi said, "It's my dream to die in the wine tank."

......

Later, Yu Yi asked who saved him. Mo Fan naturally said vaguely that he didn't know. Not to mention Mo Fan's realistic acting skills, it depends on Yu Yi's big nerves. Even if Mo Fan is full of loopholes, he still believes it.

In the end, Yu Yilian said that he made money, and then took Mo Fan into Xiangyang to drink.

I completely forgot the iron fist.