Chapter 209

Take a bosom friend into Jiufeng city and leave the cliff for the first time. The bosom friend is full of curiosity about everything around him. The eyes exposed outside the gossamer pass by the busy streets one by one. At this moment, the bosom friend is just an ordinary girl.

Mo Li slowed down and strolled along the street with his confidant. It was not until dusk that they turned the corner and entered the street where Marlborough was located.

"Let Mo Li get out of here! Dare to hit people, dare not show up

"Girl, don't blame me for being rude if you make any more mischief!"

"Oh? You're welcome. How do you want to be? "

Far away, Mo Li sees many people around the gate of Wanbao Pavilion. Su ranxue and Hua Feifei are standing at the gate with dignified faces. Another girl who looks like she is only 15 or 16 years old is leading a group of people to confront Su ranxue with her hands akimbo.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Li goes to Su ranxue through the crowd. The latter is relieved and says: "the people of Ximen family..."

Su ranxue only said a few simple words, but Mo Li probably guessed the cause and effect.

"Don't leave! You finally came out. I thought you were going to be a shrinking turtle all your life

Looking back, what appears in Mo Li's sight is a very lovely face, round face, big eyes, body still has not completely faded childishness, with a green hairpin pinned on her head. The girl's hands are crossed at her waist, and her head is slightly raised to stare at Mo Li. Her eyes are full of anger and arrogance.

"Who are you?"

Mo Li frowned slightly.

His hand hurt Ximen Chuan, so that he can not participate in the last auction, Ximen family will not give up, in Mo Li's expectation, but how can send such a little girl?

"Boy, I'm blind. This is the little princess of our Ximen family, Miss Ximen language! The wise man must kneel down and kowtow to apologize! "

Behind the girl, a dogleg with nostrils in the air is invincible.

Bang——

Mo Li hands is a palm, the mouth of the wretched middle-aged people fly out, and then again turned to look at the girl in front of him.

"Mo Li, do you know what you are doing?"

Ximen language silver teeth clench, if the eyes can kill, Mo Li at this time I'm afraid has been broken.

"Girl, Simon's family are not ready yet. Why do you come out to trouble me? Aren't you afraid of being spanked by your elders? "

"How do you know?" Simon language subconsciously stunned, and then immediately responded: "asshole! You cheat me

"Ha ha ha... Simon's family hasn't moved for a long time. I'm afraid they want to be ready to give me a fatal blow? Now you suddenly come out... Why, want to stand out for your cousin? "

Mo Li made sure that the little girl was running out to find her own trouble, but she didn't care too much.

Since the auction of jiuxiao Pavilion ended, the Ximen family has been quiet. It is obvious that they want to see the development of the situation before making a decision. Now the little girl appeared here, and she didn't bring any accompanying experts. Obviously, she didn't want to run to the door to find trouble.

"That guy is a waste, too! I'm looking for you because I want you to know that not everyone in Jiufeng city can be provoked by you! "

Ximen language three thousand green silk flutters with the wind, waist purple ribbon don't know when to jade hand, body shape also disappear in the next second.

Body method and combat skill!

Mo Li's pupils are tight for a while, and Su ranxue and Hua Feifei are pushed aside. At this time, the figure of Ximen language appears again, less than one meter away from Mo Li!

Shua——

Maze step to the extreme, Mo Li flashback, body swept to the side of the high wall.

"Why? You really have some skills

In Ximen's watery eyes, the surprise flashed away, and he caught up with the ribbon like a dancing spirit.

They stand on the high wall. The ribbon in Ximen language's hand is shining. With the body moving and jumping, the fighting spirit on the ribbon is like a ghost, attacking Mo Li's whole body from time to time.

What rich fighting experience!

Mo Li was a little surprised.

At most, she was 15 or 16 years old. However, she showed her rich fighting experience, which was obviously not in line with her age.

I'm surprised to be surprised, but I dare not take it lightly. Judging from the confrontation just now, this western language should have the cultivation of forging soul at the initial stage! At this age, there is such a realm, no wonder it will be known as the first of the seven outstanding nine peaks.

After breaking through the soul forging realm, Mo Li is more proficient in the use of several attributes of war spirit. In the face of the sharp attack of Ximen language, he is not at a disadvantage at first, but after slowing down.

In the face of the ribbon sweeping all over the body, Mo Li takes out the carved wooden sword from the ring, and he does not forget to stabilize his realm when fighting with Ximen language.

Gradually, they became more and more interested in fighting. They were very keen on each other and limited the scope to the wall of the ten thousand treasure Pavilion. You come and I go to have advantages and disadvantages for each other. It's more like the brothers and sisters of the same sect are competing with each other.

Ximen language has shown amazing cultivation talent since she was born. For so many years, in her heart, the so-called young talents in Jiufeng city are just nominal, that is, Beitang family's Beitang smile is a bit attractive. Today and Mo from the fight, Simon language also gave birth to the strength of this guy a bit of admiration.

Gradually, there were more and more onlookers. After a while, the street outside the pavilion was blocked up!

The name of Ximen language has been known to all in Jiufeng City, but Mo Li, a newcomer, makes the crowd more and more amazing.

"Little girl, this strength is far from enough!"

Mo Li gradually found out the realm of Ximen language, but he knew nothing about the real fighting skills of Ximen family. As the battle went on, Mo found that although he was talented, his character was obviously a child who had not yet grown up. If he had the chance, he would have a glimpse of the essence of the Simon's fighting skills, which would also help in future fighting.

Taking advantage of the gap of a close touch, Mo Li sidesteps to avoid the ribbon on Ximen language's hand. His left hand gently brushes the latter's small face. Before Ximen language has time to be angry, Mo Li's right hand flashes out as they cross each other.

Pop——

The voice is not big or small, and the movement is not too fast. The onlookers can see clearly. For a moment, the crowded street fell into a dead silence.

"Son of a bitch! You're looking for death...! "

Feel a burst of hot on the buttocks, Ximen language small face like a red iron, holding the ribbon hand constantly force, eyes instantly filled with anger.