The four white-robed foreign women had been paying attention to Guo Jing's red horse since the beginning. Clearly, they could tell that this red horse was extraordinary!
This red horse was not an ordinary horse. It was the extremely precious Ferghana Horse of Dawan. The Six Freaks of Jiangnan had roamed the Jianghu for half their lives, so how could they not see that the four foreign women in white had designs on the Ferghana Horse?
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On the other side, Mo Chen, who had just finished his breakfast, was pulled by Huang Rong to the busy streets of the market to stroll around.
Mo Chen and Huang Rong stood together, but the pedestrians on the street could not help but look at them. Their eyes were filled with amazement. What a pair of talented and beautiful men!
The man was dressed in snow-white clothes and looked like a painting. The woman was cute and beautiful!
They were a match made in heaven!
There was nothing she could do. Mo Chen and Huang Rong standing together was too eye-catching. It was as if a bright and dazzling sun had suddenly appeared in the dark night.
Huang Rong naturally did not care about these gazes. There was naturally no need to say anything about Mo Chen. Moreover, Mo Chen's aloof and cold temperament made the surrounding passers-by shiver in their hearts. They did not dare to approach him at all.
Just a little closer made one feel as if they were in the middle of winter. It was so cold that it was bone-piercing. One could even feel the faint cold killing intent in the air.
Not to mention these ordinary people, even martial artists did not dare to get close to them!
In fact, when she saw Mo Chen's attire and the silver hair that reached his waist, what was even stranger was that there were strands of blood-red hair mixed in the silver hair.
It made the martial artists 'hearts tremble violently. They felt a chill in their hearts, and their legs trembled slightly. Their pupils constricted, and they quickly took a few steps back.?
He was dressed in white, his silver hair was like a waterfall, and he was so cold and aloof. Everything told these people that this white-robed man was the famous white-robed killing god in the martial arts world!
Perhaps white clothes and silver hair were not very rare, but the silver hair with strands of blood-red hair was very rare!
This was also the reason why it was easy for people in the martial world to recognize the killing god in white!
Who else in the pugilistic world could have such a peerless talent?!
Even Huang Yaoshi of Eastern Evil, one of the Five Uniques, was not only inferior!!!
"Brother Chen, they seem to be very afraid of you, hehe.”Huang Rong noticed that these people in the underworld were obviously frightened. She was smart enough to know that these people in the underworld had obviously recognized Brother Chen's identity.
After all, Brother Chen was so magnificent and picturesque. There is no one like me in this world!
It was still very easy to recognize.
In Huang Rong's heart, Mo Chen was synonymous with perfection!
Whether it was her martial arts, her figure, her appearance, or her temperament, they were all so perfect that they could not be picky.
Mo Chen did not reply to Huang Rong. Instead, he glanced at the surrounding martial artists with an indifferent expression. It was just a simple and ordinary glance, but it directly broke through the psychological defenses of these people. They were either trembling with fear, their legs trembling, and they lowered their heads, not daring to look at Mo Chen. Otherwise, they would turn around and run away.
"Brother Chen, you scared them. Haha.”When Huang Rong saw this scene, she felt that it was fun and funny. She laughed excitedly.
'Brother Chen is so amazing. Just one look from him was enough to scare the surrounding martial artists so much that their legs trembled. They turned around and ran away…'
As for the commoners who did not know Mo Chen, they looked at the martial artists in confusion, not understanding what was going on.
Why were these people so afraid of this white-robed young master?
This white-robed young master had an extraordinary temperament. He was like an immortal from the heavens and a mortal. He was perfect and picturesque. Although he was cold, he shouldn't be scared to this extent by a single look, right?
Was this the might of an immortal?
Mo Chen naturally did not know what these commoners were thinking. Although he killed people like flies and did not blink, he would not do anything to these powerless commoners.
Unless they offended him.
Although Mo Chen's character was not one who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance, as long as one offended Mo Chen and made him unhappy, no matter if one was male or female, good or evil, old or young, emperor or beggar, as long as Mo Chen had the intention to kill, there would only be one outcome.
Kill him!
This was Mo Chen.
"Brother Chen, there's something fun over there.”Huang Rong saw waves of cheers coming from the front and knew that there was something fun. She pulled Mo Chen's hand and walked forward.
Mo Chen shook his head gently and let Huang Rong pull him.
In front of them, there was someone who was performing a performance of breaking rocks with his chest, causing the ordinary people to cheer. Of course, no one really cared if this performance was real or fake. After all, they were just watching a show.
The other party relied on this to make a living, so those martial artists would naturally not go and ruin it. Of course, they would not join in the fun either.?
After all, to those martial artists, breaking a rock on their chest was nothing. Moreover, there were quite a few of them…
Therefore, they were naturally not interested. Only the ordinary people could not see anything. They felt that it was interesting and watched the show.
Huang Rong was naturally just here to watch the show. Moreover, she naturally hugged Mo Chen's arm and looked at him carefully. When she realized that Mo Chen didn't say anything, Huang Rong smiled cutely.
"Brother Chen, there's a monkey over there.”The sharp-eyed Huang Rong saw that there was another monkey show not far ahead. She did not look at the broken stone on her chest and pulled Mo Chen towards the monkey show stall.
Many of the onlookers saw that the person was playing the monkey so brilliantly, but they all applauded and cheered. Even Huang Rong, this little girl, hugged Mo Chen with one hand and waved her other hand, cheering repeatedly.
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