After walking out of Guanghe Restaurant, Huang Lang did not say a word to Mo Ran, but just walked silently in front of him, looking at the crowd around him from time to time. Mo Ran saw Huang Lang's cautious expression and knew that he was afraid that someone would follow them, so he didn't say anything, so he kept following Huang Lang.

After walking for a long time, Huang Lang's vigilant expression calmed down and his expression was much better than before. Huang Lang slowed down so that he could go with Mo Ran in parallel. Then he whispered: "It was so dangerous just now. If someone was interested in targeting this, with the strength of both of us, it would probably cause death."

Mo Ran nodded in agreement and said apologetically: "Yeah. I was reckless just now."

"It's okay, it seems that you have not been in the industry for a short time. You have a very shallow experience! You should know that spiritual objects like this have special breaths. Generally, there are no spiritual rings or other containers. It is impossible to prevent the breath from being emitted. Next time, don't take it out casually on such occasions, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." Huang Lang waved his hand and reminded Mo Ran carefully.

Mo Ran nodded again to express his gratitude to Huang Lang for his reminder. If Huang Lang hadn't reacted quickly enough at that time, the two of them would have to get stuck in the restaurant. Although Ziyun City was inciting to stop the fight, who could guarantee that those people would not use any other means to control them? The so-called security in the city was nothing more than those ordinary cultivators. If they were real strong people, no one would be willing to care about such idiots, including the city lord's mansion.

Although Mo Ran was a little uneasy by this sudden incident, he also learned some experience from it, which made Mo Ran see the other side of Huang Lang. He thought that although his elder brother sometimes spoke carelessly and had no scheming, he could be rough and detailed at critical moments, which deepened Mo Ran's understanding of Huang Lang.

"Brother, there is nothing wrong now. I don't know where I want to go?" Mo Ran asked.

Huang Lang looked at the sky and replied, "It's still early. I'm currently living in a village not far outside the city. Why don't I go to my place to sit?"

"Outside the city?"

"Well. There is a village there, and there are farmers living in them, and there are many idle houses. I spent some money to rent one, which is much cheaper than staying in a hotel in Ziyun City. Haha."

Mo Ran smiled casually and said, "I can't tell that my brother is still a simplified person, okay, there's nothing wrong now anyway."

After saying that, Mo Ran followed Huang Lang to the outside of the city. At this time, a short young man in a gray short shirt walked out of an alley not far behind the two. The young man had a strange smile on his lips. He looked at the direction where Mo Ran and Huang Lang left, and followed silently.

After leaving Zi to the city and walking north for about an hour, the two finally arrived at the village Huang Lang mentioned. The village was not big, it was much smaller than Moran’s village at the foot of Xiaodang Mountain, with only about twenty families. According to Huang Lang, these families were moved from other places. Because they were extremely poor and could not live in Ziyun City, they could only build wooden houses outside Ziyun City as residences, and then reclaimed farmland nearby. They planted some crops and sold them in Ziyun City. Over time, these families also settled down and their lives were getting better and better day by day. Huang Lang lived in a wooden house built behind one of the families.

Although both of them had drunk a lot of alcohol before, their strength was nothing to them. So after coming to Huang Lang's residence, the two of them did not rest, but excitedly discussed their respective martial arts and martial arts.

Huang Lang practices an intermediate first-class earth-attribute exercise called Huangshi Gong. According to Huang Lang, when this exercise reaches its peak, the firmness of the body will be greatly improved, and the battle time will be much longer than other attribute exercises. It is a kind of exercise that consumes very little internal energy.

When Huang Lang asked about the martial arts that Mo Ran had been practicing, Mo Ran hesitated for a long time before telling the former that he had not practiced any martial arts at all, but had only practiced the martial arts of "plain skills". Mo Ran dared not tell Huang Lang that his martial arts were created by himself. If he said that, he would be as shocked as Fang Tang. He simply described the characteristics of his martial arts very briefly.

Huang Lang did not feel strange about Mo Ran's failure to practice martial arts. On the mainland, everyone only has the opportunity to practice one kind of martial arts. If there is no good martial arts, they will not practice it. Instead, they gradually accumulate the internal energy in their bodies. In this way, when they can get advanced or even legendary, epic and other practices, their own strength will be lower than that of the same level of practice, and the strong people with intermediate martial arts are much stronger.

The two chatted forgotly, without feeling the passage of time at all. Gradually, the sky became dark. Mo Ran wanted to return to Ziyun City, but was insisted on keeping him by Huang Lang. In desperation, Mo Ran had to live here. The two chatted for a while, and when they felt a little tired, they each rested.

Night came quietly. The moon poked its head out of the dark curtain, and the clear moonlight suddenly filled the entire earth. Stars were like diamonds scattered on the dark blue silk, shaved through crystal clearness.

"Swoosh", in the quiet night, a black shadow flew in from outside the village quickly. After passing through several houses, the black shadow suddenly stopped outside the wooden house where Huang Lang lived, and looked at the wooden house in front of him motionlessly. After looking at it for a while, the black shadow suddenly raised his internal energy and rushed into the house.

The black shadow had just rushed to the door when there was a loud bang. The door seemed to be pushed hard by a strong force, and a shout flew towards the black shadow. The sudden change made the black shadow's face slightly change, and then the black shadow punched the flying wooden door.

"Boom~" The fist collided with the wooden door, and the wooden door was smashed to pieces, and the wood chips flew. After a punch, the black shadow's feet glared back for a distance. At this time, two more people outside the house were Mo Ran and Huang Lang who had just lying down to rest.

At this moment, the two of them were looking at the uninvited guest in front of them with hostility on their faces.

"If I had known you were coming, I would have followed us for an afternoon, what were your intentions?" Huang Lang shouted angrily.

Seeing that the other party had discovered themselves, the man in black was not afraid and said to the side of the vagina: "Jie, Jie, you have discovered it. It's good that you can say something directly. You can hand over the things."

"Things? What?" Mo Ran pretended not to know.

"Stop pretending to be confused. Today, the fragrance overflowed at Guanghe Restaurant. Isn't it the treasure you took out?"

It turned out that he was still exposed. He thought he was hiding well, but he was discovered and followed him. Huang Lang immediately winked at Mo Ran and signaled him not to take action easily. Then he turned his head and said to the man in black: "I don't know what you are talking about."

After hearing Huang Lang's words, the man in black was not angry, but said in that gloomy tone: "It doesn't matter, kill you, take off your spiritual ring, and I can get the things."

After saying that, the man in black did not give the two people a chance to answer. He let out a loud voice, and a golden light appeared all over his body. He tapped his feet and rushed towards Huang Lang quickly, stretched out his right fist and smashed it over.

As early as the man in black was talking, Huang Lang was ready to take action to prevent the other party from suddenly attacking him and caught him off guard. Just as the black shadow finished speaking, Huang Lang knew that he was not wrong and the person coming would definitely kill him suddenly. Therefore, Huang Lang was not panicked and quickly transported the earth-attributed internal energy in his body. The yellow internal energy quickly filled his body surface. Huang Lang slowly raised his arms and crossed it in front of him, preparing to take the opponent's punch.

"Boom" The man in black and Huang Lang finally fought. In this fight, Huang Lang suddenly felt his arms numb. He knew that the opponent's strength was much stronger than his. Judging from the strength of his move, the opponent had about the strength of a level six or even a level seven martial guard.

At this time, in Mo Ran's eyes, Huang Lang showed a solemn expression for the first time. Seeing the two fighting, Mo Ran clearly felt that Huang Lang had a certain gap with the other party. Huang Lang struggled to deal with every move. Huang Lang was a san-level martial guard, and probably the other party was also a martial guard, so he was probably much higher than Huang Lang.

"You can't continue like this, you have to find a way." Mo Ran understood in his heart that with his current strength, rushing over is undoubtedly seeking death. The other party probably won't be able to hit him with one punch. So Mo Ran could only secretly use purple internal energy, make great preparations, staring at the situation on the field in a daze, trying to find an opportunity to cause some trouble to the other party.

The sound of fists and fists had already awakened the people around them. When they came out and saw that someone was fighting in the middle of the night, they were immediately frightened and returned to the house, locking the doors and windows. These farmers knew that the relationship between warriors like this was not something that ordinary people could understand.

Relying on the advantages of his martial arts, Huang Lang resisted the opponent's attacks again and again. Although he was at a disadvantage, the opponent did not gain much benefit. In this way, the two fought for dozens of rounds, and the man in black became more and more angry. It was originally easy for him to defeat the opponent with his level 6 martial guards, but when he fought, the opponent was like an indestructible young strongman. Every time he hit Huang Lang's fist and palm, he was like a rock, and it was extremely hard.

Gradually, the man in black also showed fatigue, and the golden light on his body was not as bright as it was at first, but Huang Lang was not as good as the black shadow. Due to the level difference, Huang Lang had already been hit by more than twenty punches. If he had not had Huang Shigong, he would have been beaten down long ago. Now, blood had already oozed from the corner of Huang Lang's mouth.

Feeling that Huang Lang was about to be unable to support him, the man in black finally showed a proud smile, and once again raised his internal energy and rushed to the scene.

Seeing that the golden light on the person who came suddenly exploded, Huang Lang understood that the other party was going to take a ruthless move and did not dare to keep it anymore. He suddenly cheered up and circulated all his internal energy, and carefully analyzed the target part of the other party's fist in his mind.

"Before xiong!" Huang Lang's eyes flashed, and he quickly moved his body to the left, trying his best not to let the other party hit his heart. Then he didn't even have any defenses, so he pushed his xiong hard.

"Boom" There is no doubt that the man in black hit Huang Lang's front middle part. At the same time, Huang Lang, who was hit, held back a mouthful of blood and did not spew out, poured all the remaining internal energy on his right hand, and swung out a sudden punch, hitting the opponent's xiong part.

The man in black scared Huang Lang, who was not defending, and at this moment, he was caught with Huang Lang's heavy punch without any defense. The man in black also felt a churn in his mouth and retreated backwards. It was obvious that Huang Lang's punch had achieved considerable results, but after the punch, Huang Lang squirted out a mouthful of blood, and could no longer support his body, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Just as the man in black was floating backwards, Mo Ran's eyes suddenly lit up. He knew that the time had come, and he did not talk nonsense, gathered all his energy in his right hand, and attacked the man in black with a "swoosh". When he was about to approach the black shadow, he used all his strength and waved the man in black in the air. A ball of palm that was twice as big as usual was immediately thrown out by Mo Ran.
Chapter completed!