Looking at Mo Luoyang's long-distance figure, Luo Yishui felt lost.

The outside world's speculation is not good. There is indeed a deep conflict between him and Mo Luo, but this contradiction comes from the huge birth gap between the two. Luo Yishui was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Luo family is an old noble in North Vietnam and has the same long history as the royal family Wu family. He received a good education since childhood. Later, his talent in martial arts was discovered and he was sent directly to Weizhuang. He was a must-have for the rest of his life.

When you get the wind, you need rain and rain, you never know what setbacks are. But Molo was just the opposite. He was born among the poor at the bottom and grew up in a mud ditch. Like Luo Yishui, he also had the same extraordinary talent in cultivating the mind and martial arts. However, unlike Luo Yishui, Molo did not have a good mentor. He learned a hammer from the east and a hammer from the west. He grew tenaciously like weeds in a wandering environment.

When I met Moluo, I was eighteen years old, and when I was traveling with my master Weizhuang. Moluo was only seventeen years old at that time, but he was already a bandit leader in a country that occupied the mountain and became king.

Thinking of the scene of knowing Moluo, even though Luo Yishui was now full of sadness, a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth. The young bandit leader led a group of bandits to block his and his master's luxurious carriage and shouted loudly, "I drive this mountain, and I plant this tree. If I pass by the mountain, I leave to buy wealth." Luo Yishui laughed at that time. Maybe this robber leader has heard too much, and when he robs, he is so stern.

The two of them fought in a big battle and evenly matched each other. This result made Luo Yishui stunned. The other party practiced martial arts with disorganization and had many flaws, but the other party was extremely difficult to deal with. Even if he discovered the flaws, he could correct them in the shortest time.

The final result was of course Wei Zhuang took action personally. Wei Zhuang, who was already a master of martial arts in the world at that time, showed his skills a little, frightened the gang of ignorant robbers and fled in a panic. However, Mo Luo was captured alive by Wei Zhuang.

In this way, he had an additional junior brother.

With different backgrounds and different personalities and habits, it is naturally difficult for the two to become like-minded friends. Luo Yishui is gentle, humble, polite, while Molo is unruly and has a flamboyant personality. Such people with completely different temperaments will naturally have many conflicts when they get together every day.

The only common feature of the two is that they are equally outstanding in martial arts. It is precisely because the two of them dislike each other and can compete with each other that their martial arts cultivation has made their martial arts cultivation rapidly and gradually emerged from the north. They have become a model among the younger generation.

Of course, Luo Yishui entered the officialdom naturally. Originally, Luo family wanted to use the friendship between the two brothers to drag Molo into the Luo family's system, but Molo was disdainful and immediately left after he left, and still hang out all over the world. He did not interact with Luo Yishui at all.

Others don’t know much about Molo, but Luo Yishui is too clear. This junior brother has always been an ambitious guy. His goal has been moving forward continuously as his martial arts cultivation progresses by leaps and bounds.

The existence of Weizhuang forced Moluo to restrain his words and deeds, because Weizhuang is the defender of this world order. He did not want to see a big turmoil happen. But now, the master was forced by Cao Chong to go to the capital. I don’t know when I will get real freedom. Moluo, who has lost the constraints of Weizhuang, is already a wild horse that has left the border and a tiger that has gone down the mountain. I don’t know what amazing things he will do in this world that has already appeared in troubled times.

Molo, who has not seen him for several years, has made great progress in his skills and has been thrown far away. When he saw Luo Yishui, he felt even more sad. Over the years, Molo, who was bound, could only devote his energy to martial arts cultivation. He had previously set sail to find the opportunity to make a breakthrough. However, over the years, he has been entangled in family interests, national survival, and officialdom. He can divide his energy and time to practice martial arts, which is simply very small.

No wonder when he was in charge of his mentor Wei Zhuang valued Molo more. This was Wei Zhuang's accurate prediction of the two people's different lives.

Molo has his own accurate life goals. I am afraid that from childhood to adulthood, this guy's goal has never changed, but he has been waiting for time. Now, the time he has been waiting for has finally arrived.

But what is his life goal? Luo Yishui was panicked. He lost his life goal and felt that his future was bleak and the world was so big that he didn't know where he was going?

Revenge? But is it the best time to revenge? Killing Wu Jing can be enjoyed for a while, but the consequences will inevitably be chaos in North Vietnam and the people suffer. This is completely contrary to the education he received since childhood. Of course, he is unwilling to do it. If he wants to do it, he would not let Wu Jing go a few days ago. What's more, in Luo Yishui's heart, the biggest enemy is of course Qi. If it weren't for them, how could the Luo family fall to this point? The emperor's choice was also unwilling to do it.

Luo Yishui, who has been at the top of the aristocratic family for a long time and the head of the powerful, has always looked at the problem differently from people like Moro. For hundreds of years, the aristocratic family has been floating and rising. Seeing him building a tall building and seeing him having a bed, the end of the powerful family has always been like this. Now, it is just the Luo family's turn to collapse. If you want real revenge, you can only overthrow Qi and trample Cao's family under your feet.

The confused Luo Yishui was wandering in a daze in this wasteland, like a walking corpse. When he was hungry, he went to find something to eat. After eating, he continued to wander aimlessly.

A month later, Luo Yishui, who was once handsome and majestic, had completely become a savage figure, with ragged clothes, hair and beard tangled together, and his body emitted a disgusting smell.

"Luo Yishui?" The two people who were blocking Luo Yishui screamed in surprise.

Luo Yishui raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"It's Luo Yishui, you go quickly, I'll stop him." Among the two, one screamed, and with a choking sound, the long sword was unsheathed and attacked Luo Yishui directly, but the other did not hesitate and fled to the distance.

The steel knife flashed in the air with dazzling light. When it stabbed Luo Yishui's chest, it made a crisp sound. This knife was faster than the sound.

With a muffled sound, a lightning-like knife was actually caught by Luo Yishui, and it was suddenly in the air. Luo Yishui raised his eyes and looked at the other party, "Who are you?"

The steel knife was held, and the attacker immediately abandoned the knife without any hesitation. He immediately swept back like a wind, and his hands were raised together, and black balls connected and burst out between the two. Within the thumping sound, thick smoke rose flat on the ground. Within a radius of 100 meters, he immediately reached out to see his five fingers.

"Shadow!" Luo Yishui changed color rapidly: "Qiguo, shadow."

He roared sharply, and the torn clothes of the wind without wind bulged up automatically. With a grim laugh, he rushed over.

In the black smoke, a slight chirping sound kept ringing, and countless steel needles as thin as cow hair came like rain. Luo Yishui snorted coldly and stretched out his hand to brush the steel needle immediately slid left and right, rubbing his body and flew backwards, while his people were still running forward.

He stretched out his hand and slapped it out with a palm. In his life, he screamed with a scream. Even though he was prepared, his arms bulged with all his strength to block his chest, the opponent's strong power was still unstoppable and his arms were immediately broken.

The two of them were like meteors and swept out of the area covered by black smoke, but one was shot out like a ball, while the other was very scattered and jumped out.

"Are you a person from the shadow of Qi?" Luo Yishui's eyes were exposed, and he looked down at his opponent who was lying on his back on the ground and constantly pleating blood. A peak warrior at level seven actually tried to attack a peak master at level nine. It can only be said that he was really tired of living. Shadow, the secret army of Qi, Cao Chong, is the highest official in the shadow of Qi, now, although he is not very responsible.

"Ahem, not bad." The attacker lying on the ground looked at Luo Yishui while chucking blood. "You can't run away, ahem, you will follow me."

Luo Yishui frowned and looked at the other party: "Your shadow is looking for me?"

"Of course." The attacker coughed, "We Daqi wants to completely control your Yue Kingdom, how could you let you escape? I didn't expect that you didn't escape, and you were still in this wasteland. Cough, you've made a mistake, but as long as you find you, you can't escape, haha!"

"Do you want to catch me?" Luo Yishui sneered. "Do you know who I am?"

"Of course I know, Luo Yishui, a master of the ninth level peak, ha, but no one can escape the person who Shadow wants to kill, so what about the master of the ninth level peak?" The attacker kept gushing out of his mouth. Seeing the blood gradually turning from red to black, Luo Yishui's eyebrows slowly stood up. This guy actually committed suicide.

The shadow of Qi is hunting himself. This is the only news that Luo Yishui knows now. Of course, he knows the terribleness of the shadow of Qi.

In an ordinary house, a man rushed in quickly and raised a small note in his hand, "General, General, I found Luo Yishui's traces. Mr. He, who is closest to him, has rushed over."

Shu Hui stood up and grabbed the note from his subordinates, quickly browsed it, and laughed happily: "I'm still stuck in that wasteland, haha, this time you can't escape. Fei Ge sent a letter to Mr. He and asked him to hold Luo Yishui. Try not to face it head-on. This guy is a nine-level top striker. Mr. He is no match for him. When we arrive, we will encircle him."
Chapter completed!