Global Master

Mu Yang stumbled and finally arrived in the small town, the sky was already close to dusk, and a whole day had passed since he went up and down the mountain.

This requires mortals to step up and down step by step. For a martial artist who is successful in cultivation, even a five-star martial artist, one hour can go back and forth.

This is the meaning of why people in the world want to cultivate, but they are still rushing for such a dangerous path of cultivation. It can be said that they are suffering from death.

The stability of ordinary people is nothing more than a kind of helplessness. They have never seen the real big scenery, big wind and waves, so how can they talk about enjoying a plain life?

It just feels boring and painful struggle.

Mu Yang looked at the setting sun that was about to sink, and let out a deep breath. The sun was finally no longer hot, but in the September season, it is normal for the temperature to drop and rise sharply in the mountains.

The sweat on his clothes hadn't dried yet, and the weather had become cold. Under the repeated torture of cold and heat, Mu Yang felt as if he had a fever.

My throat hurts a little, and my body feels soft. I don't know if it is because of tiredness or because of illness.

The restaurant hadn't closed yet, Mu Yang wanted to hurry up and bring the corpse of the spirit beast to the restaurant, so that he could sell half of the spirit beast meat to the restaurant and half of it to the tall boy's family, otherwise the spirit beast meat would not be fresh until tomorrow. The price will be lowered a lot, and a lot of money will be made less.

"Yeah! Isn't this Mu Yang? Why did he carry a corpse of a spirit beast? Did he carry it back from Fu Yaodong? What a lucky kid!"

A voice sounded with a dark voice. It was a boy who was a few years older than Mu Yang. He looked like a bad boy. He should be a character in this small town.

The gangsters are always in groups. After hearing this, the people next to him turned their attention to Mu Yang.

Mu Yang and the others knew that they couldn't kick a fart on ten feet. There was no elder in the family to seek justice for him. Don't you fight as you want? It's not just one or two to bully him.

Mu Yang frowned, he knew the group of people, not so much as knowing, as hate, and remembering the ugly and arrogant corners of each of them, clearly in the deepest part of his mind.

Mu Yang gritted his teeth, but did not stop. In the face of no absolute power, the moral theories that everyone talked about were of no use.

Ro Ke observed from a distance, and Ro Ke felt that he had become a **** by accepting an apprentice, and Mu Yang was extremely interested in every move of Mu Yang.

Mu Yang ignores those punks, it doesn't mean that those punks won't pay attention to Mu Yang.

A muscular gangster stepped out of the gangster team. He should be the little gangster's head. Not only because he is stronger than everyone else, but also because he has a voluptuous figure beside him. woman.

Although her appearance was average, Zhou Xuan would be a little shameless compared to her if she was more plump, Ro Ke thought with such a bad taste.

If there is only one woman, then there is no doubt that only the leader can have the right to mate. This is a universal rule and law, whether in the human or animal world.

The little **** walked out, and the enchanting woman beside him also snuggled on the little **** and followed out.

"Boy! What kind of attitude are you, don't you hear us when we speak? Not saying a word is like walking? When we are air does not exist? Stop!"

The leader of the gangster roared at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang, of course, heard their words, and speeded up his pace through the suburbs because he heard them. He didn't want to go to the door of the restaurant. When he arrived at the restaurant, he sold the spirit beast meat in his hands to the owner of the restaurant. There is still great hope for avoiding these delicious lazy punks with one's own skill.

Mu Yang continued to quicken his pace, silently thinking in his heart: It's here! Coming! There are still a hundred meters away. As long as you enter some non-low-status restaurants in the town, the gangsters will not dare to pester him anymore, otherwise they will be regarded as a business by mistake, and the owner of the restaurant knows a lot of people. Absolutely can make those little gangsters can't eat and walk around.

Eighty meters! Mu Yang meditated in his heart, just like when he was on a mountain, he meditated in his heart how many meters are away from the next tree, every time he could persevere to count to zero, and then stop to rest.

But this time, he had just counted eighty meters in his heart, and he was suddenly kicked on the back by the leader of the small gangster. Although Mu Yang's physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary children, but this sudden blow, the body Mu Yang, already very tired, staggered, fell to the ground outside, and slid for a long time.

Fortunately, the ground is not sandy ground, but muddy ground. Mu Yang just made mud all over his face, but he didn't get hurt. He just fell and had some pain in his chest.

Next second! Mu Yang made a behavior that not only surprised the gangsters, but also unexpectedly for Luo Ke.

Mu Yang quickly got up, and without looking back, he ran to the hotel with the spirit beast flesh and desperately. The speed was so fast that Luo Ke also felt that this was Mu Yang's fastest speed today.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yang, who had been exhausted for a day, carried the spirit beast flesh on his back and could only reach the town by stopping for a few hundred meters and hundreds of meters. Mu Yang had such explosive power.

The little **** saw this scene, his eyes condensed, and pushed away the enchanting woman who was nestling next to him, shouting:

"Little bunny, you **** dare to run! I gave you a face, right? If you don't beat you for two days, your kid is itchy again, right!"

The little **** made his promise, and his body shape swept forward in Mu Yang's direction. His body shape was agile, and his speed was much faster than ordinary people. The muscles of this little **** were obviously not a fancy, he was still a trainer. Family.

One-star warrior! Ro Ke glanced at it and saw the realm of the little bastard. Because the little bastard’s cultivation level was too low, Luo Ke hadn’t noticed that the **** was still a martial artist who stepped into the martial arts. No wonder he could become that. The leader of the gangsters.

Although the realm of a one-star warrior is a lower level in the world of warriors, it is the most despised existence in the world of warriors' monks, but the warrior is a warrior after all, and the warrior with the lowest realm is blessed by aura. Under the hood, compared with the mortal mortals of the flesh, they are still much stronger.

This is one of the reasons why someone would rather kneel down and be a pitiful phoenix tail than a chicken head.

No matter how good Mu Yang's physical fitness is, he doesn't know why such a strong willpower can break through his limits and run so fast, but after all, he is just a mortal fetus, or a minor child.

So in the blink of an eye, Mu Yang was overtaken by the leader of the gangster.

The little bastard's leader stretched out his hand to grab Mu Yang's back neck. Just when he was about to touch Mu Yang's neck, Mu Yang suddenly turned around and faced the little bastard's collar.

The little **** didn't know what Mu Yang was going to do, he was stunned for a second, and at this second pause, Mu Yang waved his hand, and the sand in his hand spread to the little bastard's face.