Chapter 883: : Conjecture

"Do you know me?" Mo Nan immediately became alert when he heard it.
He didn't have a slight impression of this uncle, but listening to what he said, this uncle had some understanding of him.
Does this uncle Shan have a good relationship with the Jin people?
"Ha ha ha! Of course I know!" Uncle Shan smiled coldly and looked proudly in another direction, as if to see who else had just shot at them.
As he glanced, he said, "On the sea, you broke the entire mysterious ship alone! You sank to the bottom of the sea without dying, and came here unexpectedly!"
When many practitioners heard it, they looked at Mo Nan in surprise.
They had heard of the incident at sea before, but they all thought that the repairer who had killed the shipwreck was already dead in the Black Sea, and it was not just that they had not died, but stood in front of them.
No wonder! Such as a character, no wonder it was able to take Tian Huanzhi!
Mo Nan Shen chanted: "I'm here on this Gushe Island, I'm afraid you don't need your consent?"
"Haha, boy, you're crazy enough! However, you have killed Jin Shangming and broken Jin Jiaojiao's arm, so many Jin people died in your hands, you have become the biggest enemy of the Jin people, the entire Jin People are hunting you down. "
Uncle Shan glanced at the next Lan Lan, and suddenly sneered, "And you didn't even know that you lived and dared to appear! However, you really know that you can't offend the Jin clan, so you'll just stick with our Western demon clan. Even the elixir of detoxification is reluctant. Would you like us to help you deal with the Jin clan? Haha, sorry! For people like you who are so speculative, we Xilu clan will only kill and then quickly! "
Bang!
Uncle Shan said at the end that his body was shaken, and he kicked out with a fierce kick, and pressed directly to Mo Nan.
"Uncle Shan—" Qi Lan's face turned pale, and he sang immediately, trying to block his shot.
"Mo Nan didn't ask us anything, and ... if it weren't for his elixir, we would all be dead-look at the foreigners over there, half of them were poisoned and died. Uncle Shan "Please let him go!" Tong Lan said with gritted teeth.
She was of low status in front of Uncle Shan, but at least Mo Nan had just saved their lives. Now, since Uncle Shan has treated Mo Nan like this, this will make her face walk in the future.
Mo Nan was also cool-looking, and Shen said: "The Jin ethnic group, I can deal with it alone! And, I never want to make a good deal with your Western demon clan, just the elixir just to return her kindness! "
"Very good-then, you should have taken Tian Huanzhi!" Shan Shu's eyes shot out, and he said coldly, "Give it up!"
Mo Nan clenched his fists, only hated that he hadn't yet recovered his cultivation behavior. If cultivation cultivation was still going on, this mountain uncle would not only have to go through all the tactics of the heavens and the earth, it would be easy to kill Uncle Shan.
"Hum! You Xi Yao tribe, ingratitude!"
Mo Nanmeng pointed at Uncle Shan and shouted, "If you have the ability, come up and grab it!"
Uncle Shan was trembling with anger, stepping out again, a powerful force burst out, and fell directly on Mo Nan's body.
Huh!
Suddenly, the ground under Mo Nan's feet were all smashing.
"Ah ..." Yiner suddenly screamed, apparently unable to withstand such a powerful coercion.
Mo Nan was furious, guarding Yiner with one hand, and a fierce shot against Uncle Shan was a punch!
He was still fluttering, and there was already a Raymond on his fist. A few meters of Raymond was pulled out of his fist. The terrible glare irritated everyone. Open your eyes.
Bang!
Mo Nan's fist blasted out and directly fell on the totem of the guardian sacrifice from Uncle Shan. The power of the thunder can't smash the totem of Uncle Shan, but he blasted Mo Nan upside down.
嘭
Mo Nan's body fell back into the waterless lake. He stepped on the ground with his feet, his eyes bright, and he looked coldly at Uncle Shan.
This punch seemed to be lost to Mo Nan.
But everyone looked at Mo Nan in surprise. There was no spiritual power at all in this teenager, and he could have such an offensive.
"Bad guys, you are all bad guys!" Yin Er nearly dropped from Mo Nan's arms, she cursed loudly.
When Uncle Shan heard this voice, his body trembled fiercely, his eyes stared at Yin'er's body without blinking.
She Lan just reacted now, and quickly blocked, begging: "Uncle Shan, please! Please let them go! He is our benefactor!"
Another teenager also whispered, "Uncle Shan, there are too many people here! Let him go first!"
Uncle Shan seemed to be petrified, or looked at Yiner without blinking, and did not know what he was thinking.
Seeing this, Tong Lan said to Mo Nan: "Not ready to leave yet, when will you wait?"
Mo Nan also wanted to leave early in the morning. The enemies were weak, and there must be more and more practitioners staying here. He leapt back, and rushed towards the mountain with Yiner.
Many practitioners follow immediately when they see it.
They will definitely not let Mo Nan go for nothing, especially knowing that the Xi Yao tribe will not shelter Mo Nan, they are even more unscrupulous. Now killing Mo Nan is not only as easy as getting Tianhuanzhi, but also a big benefactor of the Jin people! The Jin people will definitely reward them!
Watching Mo Nan walk away with Yiner, Uncle Shan slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
He suddenly said to an old man next to him: "Do you feel that the little girl ... has a special flavor?"
"I felt yes when I arrived, and, like the missing beast pet ..." said the old man, Shen Sheng.
They had fought on the other side of the mountain, and there were monsters with huge stones in order to compete for a beast of the spirit race, but later they were defeated by a long-haired old man, but in the end they found that the beast of the spirit race was empty. Yes, it was stolen under the tunnel.
"Follow me, please tell the clan lords not only that there is Tian Huanzhi, but they also encountered the spirit clan. The spirit clan is very revengeful. This time we plan well ..."
Uncle Shan said that he could not help but gently hook the corner of his mouth. He had just been reluctant to continue shooting against Mo Nan.
If Mo Nan is forcibly killed, then I am afraid that the Ling clan Yiner will not change their Xi Yao clan for life.
"Go—you guys, follow Monan well and sweep away the flies around him, as long as you don't lose them!" Uncle Shan quickly began to order other people to take action.
For a time, all practitioners were ordered to leave.
...
In response, Mo Nan was aware of it from the beginning.
According to the temperament shown by Uncle Shan, how could he let him go so lightly?
Soon, he found that the number of practitioners following him began to decrease, but the number was small, and the practice of each practitioner was much higher. Although he exhausted his speed, it was a pity that he still couldn't get rid of their follow.
"Indy, how far is it from that piano?" Mo Nan asked in a low voice.
Yin Er shook her head and whispered, "I don't know, just go in this direction! I'm so hungry ~"
Mo Nan frowned secretly. In that case, he simply rode on his time wheel.
The terrible speed of the wheel of time has suddenly thrown away many practitioners.
But in the process, he was attacked by the beasts in the forest several times, if the wheel of time is not as hard as a diamond, I'm afraid it is broken.
Full flight for a day.
When the light wheel rushed over a peak, suddenly I saw a towering city in the sky.
The city is old and magnificent at first glance.
This huge city has a Tianzhu Tianzhu, which are arranged together as if forming a weird formation. The entire city has been lost. There are no half figures. You can even see wild ancient trees and various birds flying up and down.
From a distance, it looks a bit like a mirage!
When Mo Nan saw the city, his heart suddenly felt a pain. He still remembered that someone sent a lightly cold painting in the last life, and then the lightly cold was in front of such a city.
Was she living alone?
"It's here-just in front!" Yiner bit the spirit fruit, and suddenly pointed at the lost city with her little finger.
"Yeah, it's here! It's finally here!"
Mo Nan's voice is also a bit different. His relationship with Qing Han is very subtle, and the two intersect with each other in rhythm! Thinking of all the past, he could not help but shake his head, this city is the grave where the lightly cold piano is buried.
At this time, a group of practitioners behind Mo Nan also began to approach.
Among them, there are powerful practitioners such as Uncle Shan.
"Why is there a lost city here?"
"What is the origin of this Monan? How many times have we come to Gushe Island and we haven't found a city here! Huh, they are here soon. The Jin people have arrived!"
"This time, we want Tianhuanzhi, and this spirit beast pet, we want too!"