Carry-on Anti-virus System

"As long as I can find a way to touch his body, I'll be able to find out everything about him!"

In front of Mo Beichen, practically no one could hide their identity.

As if sensing his gaze, the boss slowly opened his eyes. With a hoarse voice, he asked, "Speak, which one do you like?"

"Hello, my name is Mo Beichen. I think we can talk. "

In that instant, Mo Beichen saw a gaze that was as deep as the starry sky, and an expression of indescribable sorrow. At this point in time, Mo Beichen was certain that he wasn't a madman or a fool, but a pitiful person with many stories.

Looking at the palm in front of him, the boss was stunned. He hesitated for a moment, but unnaturally, he reached out his hand to shake Mo Beichen's hand, and quickly withdrew it.

From his appearance, it was obvious that he was not used to having such "intimate" interactions with others.

What he didn't know, was that with just that light grasp, Mo Beichen had already grasped the information he wanted.

"Damn, so it turns out that because of his background, he was actually living in such a small place like Lihuo City. I have truly wronged him."

This person's identity was not ordinary, causing Mo Beichen to be greatly shocked.

Who would have thought that this sloppy-looking, beggar-like uncle would actually be the second strongest in Ancient Flame Country, the genius Liu Yibai that only appeared once in a hundred years in the Wind and Rain Pavilion!

Several decades ago, there was a genius that appeared out of nowhere in the Wind and Rain Pavilion. He was famous for having advanced into the War Soldier Stage at the mere age of twenty.

After he became a soldier, his cultivation speed did not decrease, instead it increased. In a short ten years, he became a 9 star soldier, just one step away from becoming a general.

In this period of time, he had established many records and left behind many legends. He was the idol of countless cultivators.

When his reputation was at its peak, it suddenly disappeared as if it had vanished from the face of the earth. No one ever saw him again, nor did any news about him spread out.

Who would have thought that this legendary figure was actually this extremely decadent and unassuming uncle in front of him? Mo Beichen was extremely shocked.

He had no idea what happened to him that year, which was why he had disappeared until now, and why he had fallen to such a miserable state. If anyone else found out about this, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

Back then, he had already reached the level of a Nine Star Warrior. After so many years had passed, not only did he not improve, he had become a General. Instead, he only had the strength of a Three Star Warrior.

It was no wonder why he would behave like this. If it was anyone else, they would also suffer such a blow and be unable to recover from it. Every day they would be muddleheaded and muddleheaded.

"Kid, do you know who I am?"

The slovenly figure suddenly sat up straight and stared straight at Mo Beichen. The blade-like gaze made his eyes hurt.

He had been secretly observing Mo Beichen's expression the entire time. Although his expression was normal, his unfathomable gaze, even though it was covered very well, was still unable to escape Liu Yibai's gaze that was filled with wisdom.

Although his words were plain, and did not have the slightest fluctuation, the words that were hidden underneath the calmness contained a monstrous killing intent. It made Mo Beichen feel as if all the secrets in his heart had been seen through and there was no longer any privacy.

It was as if there was a deadly viper hiding in the shadows, staring at him. If he revealed even the slightest of an opening, he would be met with a thunder-like attack.

Mo Beichen couldn't guess if he didn't want to reveal his identity, and he also didn't know if he would be killed or not if he knew that he had recognized him.

He must have changed his appearance and lived in seclusion in this sort of place because he did not want anyone to be able to find traces of the past within him.

He wanted to lie and say that he didn't know, but when Mo Beichen met his experienced eyes, the words that he was about to blurt out immediately came back to him.

It was unknown if it was because of the formless warning, or because of the inexplicable mischief in her heart, or maybe it was both.

Mo Beichen slowly spread open his hands and said as innocently as possible, "If my guess is correct, maybe … I know who you are. But I don't mean any harm. I just want to do a business deal with you.

Rest assured, I will not reveal your identity. Furthermore, with my weak strength, I am unable to pose any threat to you. "

She had been staring straight into Mo Beichen's eyes, as if she was trying to see through his soul.

After hearing his explanation, it was a long while before Liu Yibai retracted her blade-like gaze and lazily leaned against the wall.

"You can leave. You can't afford the things here." With a wave of his finger, he pointed towards the direction of the door. His voice was filled with exhaustion.

Go? What a joke! This place was full of good things, how could he return empty-handed? The heavens would never forgive him!

As if he did not hear his words, Mo Beichen did not move, and quietly looked at the voice leaning against the wall.

"You're right, I really can't afford it." But I heard that these things of yours aren't for sale, are they? "

Slowly lifting his eyelids, Liu Yibai said somewhat impatiently: "Kid, my patience is limited, don't waste my time here! Hurry up and leave this place, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite. "

In his opinion, even if a brat with War Qi Stage had a few Spirit Stone on him, how would he be able to afford the things in his stall? Even the one with the lowest value could hurt a small sect. The most valuable ones, even if they were to go bankrupt and gather all their wealth, might not be able to afford it.

Liu Yibai's chase was not outside of Mo Beichen's expectations. Although he could not afford it, it did not mean that he did not have anything to exchange with it.

"Since you are a businessman, how can you just kick out the customers without even asking? To tell you the truth, I can cure your injury. I wonder if this price is enough? "

Hearing Mo Beichen's words, Liu Yibai suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately, like a ferocious beast that had just burst out, a cold killing intent soared to the sky, the stalls were being blown around by the strong wind, causing the sand to flutter, causing the people around to panic, as they cursed incessantly.

"Nonsense, are you really not afraid of death?"

In the face of that dense killing intent that was almost frozen solid, Mo Beichen endured the coldness. With a calm expression, he said indifferently: "Of course I'm afraid of death, but I'm not spouting nonsense.

In fact, your injuries have almost healed by now. The reason why your strength has stagnated is because you were poisoned! At that time, you must have eaten a pill called the Nine Yin Soul Recovery Pill by mistake.

Although this pill could help someone break through their bottleneck, it had one fatal flaw: it could not be consumed together with any other pill that had the same effect.

Otherwise, if it was light, the medicinal effect would be lost, and if it was heavy, it would cause the War Qi in the body to go into disorder, causing one's cultivation to go berserk, and their final realm to drop greatly. "It seems like your luck is not very good, and you've encountered the worst situation."

As Mo Beichen slowly explained, Liu Yibai's disapproving expression changed very quickly.

His eyes were filled with shock as he looked at Mo Beichen. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but no words came out.

"Follow me."

In the next second, with a wave of his hand, the booth was instantly rolled into a bundle. He lightly spat out two words, then turned around and left.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that said he was determined to win. Mo Beichen firmly believed that those treasures would definitely belong to him in the end!

Few people noticed the two of them, and all of them, without exception, sneered: What a fool, meeting a madman, a perfect match!