Six years later, Mo Feifan was sixteen years old. Six years ago, Mo Feifan was just a child who was ignorant of the world. Six years later, he had grown into a young man with a strong vitality and strong qi and blood.

He had a pair of thick and black eyebrows. The old man said that people with thick and black eyebrows were smart. This would be better for Mo Feifan. He also had a pair of deep dimples, which were innocent when he smiled. A considerable number of women in the world would be fascinated by his smile. He also had a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon. When the enemy met his cold eyes, it seemed as if he had fallen into an ice hole that had not melted for thousands of years. The cold air spread from the soles of his feet to the sky cover.

This is Mo Feifan, a supreme king who is about to open up the territory in the ancient fish country and allow all gods, immortals, people, ghosts, and animals in the world to obey orders. His name will be passed down by the world for the next hundred years, or even thousands of years.

Story 1:

This is a mountain village five hundred miles away from Liujia Town. The owner of the mountain village, Leopard Head, continued to drink his fine wine.

This kind of wine costs half a dollar. Not to mention drinking it, it is amazing to just take a look. But the leopard head drank glass after glass, as if he was drinking it was not wine, but water. His six confidants were already drunk and drunk, but he did not.

As the boss of the copycat, he must not get drunk faster than others. If he is looked down upon by others, his face will be dull.

Today he was very happy. Not only did he loot a family at the foot of the mountain, but he also took six extremely beautiful concubines from his family up the mountain and forced them to be his wife. When he thought of the few women in the room who were stripping their clothes, his spirit came.

After drinking the last bit of wine in the cup, Leopard stood up with a 80-minute drunkenness and prepared to go back to his room to do something big. He has done a lot of the same thing, and he can be considered familiar with it.

Leopard Head's methods are very vicious and are well-known in this area. Almost everyone's scalp will get numb when they hear his name. Even when a three-year-old child cries endlessly, he will be so scared that he will stop crying immediately when he mentions Leopard Head. It can be seen how cruel he is.

Leopard got up and walked three steps before he was tripped by a confidant lying on the ground. Angry, he kicked the drunk and unconscious subordinate to the side and shouted loudly: "Damn stupid guy, don't go away, you'll fall to death."

He touched his bloody nose, obviously dying of gas. Just as he was trembling and trying to stand up, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him. The leopard head was startled and shouted, "Bold, who dares to stand in front of me? He scared me."

A cold voice came: "You are the famous leopard leader."

"Don't say that, I don't even know how much wine you have drunk." The leopard's head and tiger body shook, and he blew up again with drunkenness.

"Leopard Head?! Your head is much ugly than Leopard. If you don't mind, I'd better call you Pig Head." As soon as the Leopard Head finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly floated over and said something faintly.

He looked up and stared at him with his eyes wide open. He woke up halfway through his drunkenness and said in surprise: "You...you...who are you?"

It turned out that the person that Leopard Head saw was not a brother in the village at all.

The man in front of him had long and messy hair, blood-stained clothes, and an old face. He looked at least fifty or sixty years old. Although his figure was not tall, his murderous aura still made people shudder.

"Hehe, guess?" The bloody man smiled.

Although the leopard head was drunk, it was not confused. It was obvious that the other party was playing tricks on him. He was so angry that he trembled all over. He immediately pulled out a big knife from his waist and slashed it straight into the bloody man: "Guess, I guess you uncle, I won't kill you."

Before drinking, the leopard could cut off a bear's head with one knife. But now the situation is different. Although he is much more awake in consciousness, his hands and feet are not controlled and his movements are much slower than usual.

The blood-stained man easily avoided the seemingly sharp knife with just one sideways.

"Ah--" The leopard head screamed, and shook his hand and then slashed three more times. The blood-stained man showed his weapon-a shiny hatchet, and he barely welcomed and saw him off several times, then he held his knife and laughed and said, "It's too slow, too slow, too disappointed me. With such skills, I can't kill me. Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up, hurry up."

If a bloody person is like a knife pierced into the heart of a leopard's head. The latter has never been insulted like this. After a few screams, the killer moves came one after another, while the former fights one by one.

The leopard slashed his head and shouted loudly: "Come here, there is an assassin, come here."

The whole village was like a dead city, no one responded to him, and no one rushed over.

"Where are people, come quickly!" A roar came out of his throat, and even the entire village was trembling.

"They can't come anymore. I just added some cartilage powder to the wine and water they drank. Now they slept like pigs and would not wake up until noon tomorrow. Haven't you noticed that your six men were drunk too quickly?" The blood-stained man responded calmly, as if he was a child's play.

Leopard head heard the enemy put down everyone in the village and his legs were scared. There were more than 200 brothers in the village, and it was not easy to numb all these people.

He could not imagine who the other party was, and he actually came to him. Although he was frightened, he was still a little unconscious and was lucky enough to compete with him.

His hand stretched to the chair, took out his handy weapon, the mace, and waved it at the bloody man with a stick: "I will destroy you first."

The ordinary mace weighs only twenty or thirty kilograms, with more than sixty or seventy spikes. But the mace in his hand is more than sixty and more than two hundred sharp hooks. With so many years of running-in, the mace has been perfected by him. He is confident that as long as he touches the enemy's body, he can gain the upper hand.

So when he tried his best to hit the stick, he knew that the other party was dead. Not only was he dead, but he also died very ugly.

Seeing that the mace was about to smash the bloody head, a strange thing happened. Since the enemy who was still in front of him just now disappeared for some reason, the mace did not smash the head, but instead smashed a chair next to him.

The puzzled leopard rubbed his drunken eyes, shook his heavy head, and looked down with a whisper.

It doesn't matter when I see this, I see a blood-stained man showing his dimples and grinning at him. It turns out that he has not disappeared, but before the mace is swinged, he rolls to the feet of the leopard's head. It's just that because the lights and candles in the village are dim and the leopard's head is blurred, he doesn't notice it.

"Don't move, I'll cut your life if you move again." The blood-stained man grinned and stretched the hatchet in his hand under the crotch of the leopard's head.

The lifeline was suppressed, and the leopard head was panicked. He threw away the mace with a clang, and his body stiffened and begged for mercy: "Brother, brother, please spare me, please spare me. We have no grudges in the past, and I will give you whatever you want, women, gold, silver and treasures. If you want, take them all, take them all..."

The blood-stained man's right hand had not left his crotch, and his body had gradually risen.

After his body was completely straightened, he lifted the hatchet to his neck and said quietly: "It's so uncreative. Why do everyone I met say this? Alas, let me ask you, did you cut off a batch of salt half a month ago?"

Leopard head was stunned and did not dare to lie: "Yes, yes, it seems to be from the Baidao Gang in Liujia Town. If you want, take it whatever you want and it will be in the cave in the back mountain."

The blood-stained man slapped him and sweared: "You think we are bandits like you. To tell you the truth, I am from the White Dao Gang. I came this time just to get our things back, who wants your treasure."

Salt is a must-have thing for every household, and in order to increase the salt tax, the government strictly controls the output and transportation of official salt. If there is a specialty for the salt industry, there must be private salt. The more severe the salt industry controls, the easier it is to sell private salt and the higher the profit.

Leopard Head wanted to make a fortune by using the batch of salt he stolen, but unexpectedly, before the thing was taken, someone came to the door.

"Brother, do you want our gold, silver and treasures?" Although the leopard's head was so painful that it hurt, he still endured the pain.

"Of course not, we only get our things back." The bloodstained man replied.

I heard that the other party was just for the salt, so the leopard head dared not neglect, and led the way with a trembling voice: "Okay, please come with me."

"I'm afraid you'll play tricks, so I have to tie you up with a rope first. You walk in front, and I hold the rope head and follow behind. You have no objection." The blood-stained man took out a rope as thick as a thumb while talking.

When the leopard saw the rope, he couldn't help swallowing. He knew that if he was tied up, he would really become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Even though he was unwilling to accept it, he did not dare to say a word. A master who could kill more than 200 people but did not make any sound would be easy to kill him.

He looked at the other person in a silence and nodded involuntarily. The leopard head, whose upper body was unable to move, stumbled and led the blood-stained man to a mountain wall. After this mountain wall, they were their treasures.

After stopping, the leopard turned his head and looked at the bloody man and said tremblingly: "East...the west is inside..."

The blood-stained man changed his expression just now and said coldly: "Open it!"

The leopard's head rolled and swallowed: "Before opening, we must squat down and avoid the set-up mechanism. If we just stand like this, we will ejaculate into a hornet's nest."

Bloody man: "Don't play tricks, otherwise, you know the consequences."

Leopard didn't say a word, but just nodded gently. In order to prevent the other party from playing tricks, the blood-stained man carefully hid behind the leopard's head, and a sharp hatchet was lying on the leopard's head. Once he had any accidents, he could cut off the leopard's neck as soon as possible.

At this time, Leopard Head dared not play any more scheming. What he was looking forward to was that the ancestor would leave quickly and keep leaving. When both of them were ready, Leopard Head stretched out his left palm and slapped at the mountain wall.

With a loud bang, thousands of arrows were fired in an instant, as if a rain of arrows had started. The rain did not last long, but there was no problem with two or three hundred people coming to the underworld.

Seeing piles of feather arrows falling down, people were frightened. He could not believe that in such an ordinary copycat, there was such a delicate mechanism. No wonder the leopard head could dominate the area for many years. It seems that there are really two brushes.

At the same time, he secretly thanked that he was not too proud. Otherwise, even if he died, he would not be able to get what he wanted.

Although he was shocked, the bloody face did not show any signs. He pushed the leopard's head and urged: "Hurry up and open the mechanism and let me in."

The leopard stood up again and pressed his right hand on the painting wall again. With another loud bang, the mountain wall finally slowly opened. The two walked into the cave behind the mountain wall with completely different moods.

Not only is there salt in the cave, but there are also five or six small boxes. Without exception, the small boxes are filled with gold, silver and jewelry, which are all plundered by the head of the leopard for many years.

Seeing the blood-stained man watching the jewelry come out of his mind, the leopard head had a plan, why not take this opportunity to escape? Maybe there is still a glimmer of life. After making up his mind, he tiptoed and quietly walked away. But without taking three steps, he heard a cold voice: "Do you want to escape?"

Leopard head was shocked and pretended to be calm and said, "Brother, you can take away the things you gave me. I'll do the things you gave me, so I can leave."

The blood-stained man didn't even look back, but just said with a smile: "It's totally OK, but now I've changed my mind and want to have a bet with you. You start running from now on, and after three sounds, I will throw a flying knife. Whether it's life or death, it's up to fate."

"What?" Leopard was shocked. Before he could say the third word, the blood-stained man had already shouted the first word. Leopard didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly ran wildly. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind - that was to escape to the entrance of the cave and press the mechanism of closing the mountain wall.

As long as you pass the mountain wall, you will not only be safe, but even the people inside will be trapped to death. In this way, you will be able to avenge yourself and your subordinates.

When he thought of this, he had already run out for five steps. He thought it would be safe to run another five steps, but just as he was about to run to the entrance of the cave, a cold force came from behind him, penetrated into his back, and poked out from his chest.

Leopard's head felt a chill in his heart. He looked down and saw a sharp knife pointing out. He turned his head unwillingly, spitting blood in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Why... why?"

The blood-stained man took off his messy hair and showed a childish face. This face is not very good-looking, but not bad-looking. If he insisted on telling a prominent appearance, it should be the pair of black and thick eyebrows and the pair of shiny and terrifying eyes under the eyebrows.

Leopard Head then realized that this was the true nature of the enemy. He didn't believe that the other party looked so young, as if he was still a child. This person was not someone else, but Mo Feifan.

Mo Feifan showed his signature deep dimples and said leisurely: "Even if you believe the enemy's words, what's the use of such a fool staying in this world? Since you got into trouble with my White Knife Gang, you should have thought of the result today."

The leopard's head suddenly became soft and his whole body fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes open. Before he died, he could still hear the young man's smug smile.

As soon as the sky was dawn, someone beating drums in front of the local government office made an injustice. When the yamen runner opened the door, he found that there was no trace of the drum beater, leaving only a letter. The specific content of the letter is unknown, but after reading the letter, the wise mansion immediately sent troops to surround the mountain village.

The living and the dead are still there, but the treasure cave is empty.
Chapter completed!