Chapter 889: : The posterity of the light cold?

"You want to punch me?"
Mo Nan stared coldly at the old people of the Qi tribe. Under such circumstances, they even dared to hold Yiner to beat him.
At this moment, Yin'er's neck was already a piece of purple. As long as the old people of the Seven Clan used a little force, it seemed that they could be broken directly.
"Mo Nan, you don't talk nonsense! Throw me Guqin over there first, hurry up-this beast pet is disgusted with us anyway, we can't get her anymore, just kill it. Everyone beat it! "The old seven cried out loud.
As he said, the movements on his hands were a little bigger, to put pressure on Mo Nan.
The practitioners on the outside level also realized the desperate efforts of the old people of the Seven Clan. With the support of Uncle Shan and others, the defense force of the entire array became more powerful.
According to Mo Nan's speed, even if it is fast, they can absolutely kill Indo before Mo Nan arrives.
At this time, there were several other practitioners who drank far away:
"Monan, don't you get down on your knees, do you really want them to kill the Lings?"
"The spirit tribe is the of thousands of people outside our territory. If she dies, you are the only one to ask!"
Seeing the instant support from so many practitioners, the people of the Seven Clan Lao and Uncle Shan were calm for a while. But at this moment, Yin Er is constantly struggling, and it is difficult to say what she wants to say.
"You are brave enough to use a little girl to beat me, I will kill your family!" Mo Nan's eyes burst into a bright light.
The boss of the seventh tribe was horrified and shouted loudly, "Presumptuous! You Xidan tribe are also daring enough, do you know how many strong members in our tribe are stronger than Shizhe Daxian? You are looking for death! Obediently throw away Guqin , Kneel! Unless you really want to try who is faster! "
"it is good--"
Mo Nan spent these few words just to secretly communicate with Yin Er, he said in a word, the whole body flickered away suddenly.
Everyone couldn't see his figure at all, but just saw that there was a streamer passing by, and they rushed to the old people of the Qi tribe in an instant!
嘭
There was a loud noise, and when everyone saw it clearly, he had found that Mo Nan was already standing above the sky, and in his arms was the almost choking mark.
At this moment, the only difference between Mo Nan is that there is a long streamer cloak behind him.
"Here, what is this speed?" Uncle Shan suddenly burst into shock when he saw it.
But then there was a slight smell on his nose.
"what……"
Uncle Shan suddenly screamed. He found that his body didn't know when it was cut by the light. His body had been cut into two sections.
In the middle of the old seven races, a bloodstain appeared on his body. It looked like a bloodstain, but it was actually a wound cut directly by the streamer's cloak.
Mo Nan's cloak of cloak borrowed the power of his knowledge of the sea, but now he knows the sea by starry sky, so it is of course amazing to make the cloak of cloak!
"You, you dare to kill me. My Xi Yao tribe must find you and not let you go ..." The Qi tribe still wanted to protect his body, but the whole body's spiritual power was simply broken and difficult to gather.
"I don't need your Xixia to come, I will go to you!"
Mo Nan watched Yin Er slowly recover, and he was only a little relieved, but now he and Xi Xiu and Jin are already hatred, and then there must be only killing!
As soon as Mo Nan stepped on the air, he stepped on the old body of the Qi tribe.
Bang!
The practitioners in that piece were all stepped into flesh.
uproar!
With this huge fragmentation, Mo Nan's body also began to flash. He wanted to kill these normalized realms. The realm of heaven and earth, only using the cape of streamer, the star disillusionment was enough.
"Ah ... run!"
"Mo Nan, let us go! We just come here to see the lively!"
"The spirit clan is above us, we, but we are the blood of the world, please do not care about the spirit clan."
They all wanted to flee, but Mo Nan did not intend to let go. If it really wasn't about himself, they would have fled early. If they still stay here, they must have stabbed him. Heart.
唰 唰
Mo Nan flashed several times, already killing more than half of the practitioners, the rest were scattered in horror and fled to a farther place.
But of the many fugitives, only one was standing still from start to finish.
That's the Ling Po holding Xianfu in one hand!
Her eyes gazed at Mo Nan, and her almost sealed shirt began to tremble gently, apparently very excited.
Mo Nan naturally saw her. Once he met, unless he used the nine-day scroll and Shura God of War, he really didn't dare to entrust him to beheaded and killed.
"Indy, are you all right? Wait for me a while!"
Yiner covered her sore throat and nodded with tears in her eyes: "Well, I know! You said that my throat won't be able to eat anything, right?"
"It will be fine!"
After Mo Nan spoke, he suddenly turned to look at Ling Po, and there was a flash of indifference in his eyes.
He had previously given up his life in the seabed to help Ling Po, and unexpectedly she was so merciless to kill him today, and now it is time to settle the bill.
"You don't even run!" Mo Nan said coldly.
Ling Po looked at Mo Nan suddenly, and suddenly said something that made Mo Nan froze for a moment: "Mo Nan-you, are you the descendants of senior Han?"
Bang!
Mo Nan's heart trembled: "Do you know Qing Han?"
Moreover, after listening to Ling Po's words, he also called gently cold as a senior, and it seems that the relationship is not ordinary.
He saw that Ling Po was still hesitant, and he couldn't help stepping forward, and yelled, "Say--where is the cold?"
Ling Po saw Mo Nan's expression was cold and her eyes were like electricity. She thought for a while, and then slowly said, "Of course I know ... more than 700 years ago, I was here to practice with the gentle cold senior. Time is also a half-teacher friendship! I still have a close relationship with her daughter, Xiao Jing. "
"daughter?"
Mo Nan's head suddenly buzzed again, and his body standing in the air suddenly took a few steps back, as if he had suffered a fierce blow. He was surging in his heart. He became the emperor in his 300s and was reigned for more than 600 years. Finally, he was born again for another thousand years.
Even during his time in the emperor's division, Qing Han has left sadly!
According to this calculation, it has been more than a thousand years since Qinghan was separated from him, even if he found a priest, it is not surprising to have offspring.
It was just that the news in his ear made him unwilling to believe it!
"She, is she okay?" Mo Nan murmured after a while.
Ling Po looked strangely at Mo Nan. She knew that Mo Nan could be protected by Qinghan Guqin. It must have something to do with his gentleman, but from the age of Mo Nan, she was not even 100 years old. Will you meet Gen Han's senior?
"It's okay! I remember when she came back to see if anyone had touched this piano, at last she left ..."
Mo Nan listened, and could not help but close his eyes gently!
Sometimes it's not terrible to forget it, and the scariest thing is to suddenly hear about her again!
"When Senior Han gently left, she still came to a place where she would often be in a daze. If you are really the senior's old man, maybe you can go and see." Ling Po said and went to the other side of the mountain. All the while, some old things have been said.
Ling Po is actually not clear about Mo Nan's identity, but according to her feelings about her contact with Qing Han, since Mo Nan can obtain Qing Han Guqin, the relationship is absolutely extraordinary.
Mo Nan frowned after hearing this, and then he picked up Yin Er with one hand and Shen said, "Lead the way, let's go and see!"
Ling Po hesitated a little, she reminded: "That place is more dangerous than here, and this journey will surely seduce the Xi Yao tribe ..."
"Xi Yao tribe? What terrible? I'll cut as much as they come!"
Mo Nan learned some information about Qing Han, and he couldn't help but find out. He has now got Gu Han, and at least make sure she is still alive.
Ling Po was a little hesitant, but she had to lead the way when she saw Mo Nan's posture.
Yin Er stretched out her neck and looked at Ling Po. She is a Ling tribe. The recovery ability is naturally amazing. Now her neck has swelled a lot. She asked curiously, "Mother-in-law, what is that place? There is something to eat ?"
"Oh, no! I just heard Xiaojing mention it, as if it was a grave set by Senior Han gently to an important person!"