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Chapter 573: The Mo Family


Everyone frowned and looked at the motionless middle-aged man, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

The man who fell to the ground had died, but there were no scars left on his body.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is a mark in the center of the man's forehead.

Make a small red dot in the eye of the needle.

The white-faced scholar glanced at the shocked people in front of him, and his small mouth with red lips and white teeth squirmed slightly: "Don't mess with me."

Yang Zhen looked at the scholar, curled his lips, and said casually: "We are all dogs.

I won't provoke you, but I won't be friends with you either.

I don't like dogs like you."

"I'm not a dog, and I don't like you either," the scholar and monk said with a folding fan, and then prepared to leave.

When he turned around, someone suddenly shouted dissatisfiedly: "Stop and kill someone, do you want to walk away?"

This man is not alone.

He is one of the strong men sent by Tang Yang to kill him.

This time he came to Black Shadow City and Tang Yang spent a lot of money.

There were twenty Martial Emperors, and there were even one hundred Martial Emperors lurking everywhere.

Yu Ming, the purpose is to get rid of Zhao Yufan, but these are not the point.

The point is the envoy sent by Tang Yang.

This person is also the leader of the siege and killing Zhao Yufan.

This person is Zhou Hai, and he is the one who stopped the scholar.

Zhou Hai didn't want to attract other people's attention.

He knew very well that in the eyes of others, he was a lost dog, and a lost dog that should not be feared.

But now he was the envoy sent by Tang Yang.

If one of his people was killed, he would not come forward. , then how will these people listen to his orders in the future?

He has no choice but to step forward.

Everyone saw that Zhou Hai was very young and his strength was not outstanding, so they couldn't help but start talking.

"Who is he?

He can actually become the envoy of the Zimang Empire.

Is he Tang Yang's son?"

"Shit son, he is Tang Yang's dog.

He used to follow Zhao Yufan, and later he followed General Liu of the Zimang Empire."

"Damn it, he turns out to be a villain who works against the will of others."

"Shh, don't let him hear you.

Villains are the worst people to mess with."

Everyone was whispering, and every word was like sharp knives piercing Zhou Hai's heart.

The corner of his mouth twitched, his eyes stared at the scholar, and he said: "Kill a man to pay for his life."

"Go away."

The scholar held the folding fan in his hand and said softly, "I don't care what kind of person you are, but don't mess with me."

Zhou Hai heard the scholar's sarcasm, the muscles on his face twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "The people who killed our Zimang Empire just walked away like this.

You look down on us too much."

After saying this, other people in the Zimang Empire also agreed.

People in the Zimang Empire are not so easy to bully.

They naturally unite when facing foreign enemies.

The scholar shook the folding fan lightly, and the folding fan opened immediately.

A landscape painting appeared in front of Zhou Hai, blocking his front sight.

At this moment, no one could see the scholar's expression clearly.

They could only see the black and white landscape painting on the folding fan.

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Black and white landscape painting, one painting lasts for thousands of years, and one painting lasts for thousands of years.

There are many black and white landscape paintings, but there are very few paintings with "thousand years" written on them, and even fewer paintings written on folding fans.

People call this kind of painting "thousand-year painting".

It is said that there is only one such painting in a thousand years, and it can be used with this kind of painting.

There is only one kind of people who paint, and they are the Mohists.

The Mo family are people that all the forces in the ten northern and southern countries are unwilling to provoke, even the Black Dragon Tower is unwilling to provoke them.

They blend into the world of mortals, bring benefits to the world, and eliminate harm to the world.

They have extremely high prestige among the common people and many strong men, and they have helped countless people, countless strong men, and countless forces.

Someone once said: The Mohist family can subvert an empire with just one sentence.

The Mohist family has thirteen folding fans, three of which are called Wolong folding fans, which can only be mastered by the head of the Mohist family and two of the strongest contemporary figures.

The remaining ten folding fans are ink thousand-year-old folding fans.

The ten folding fans can only be mastered by the most outstanding and powerful of the Mohist family.

The young man has it, and what the scholar is holding now is the thousand-year-old ink-wash folding fan.

This fan is said to have infinite power and can suppress Emperor Wu.

Everyone didn't pay attention just now, but now that they saw this painting, they immediately swallowed the dirty words in their mouths.

Zhou Hai twitched his mouth, smiled coquettishly, and stood there stunned without saying a word.

Even Tang Yang wouldn't dare to do anything to the people of the Mo family here, let alone him.

Looking at the current situation, if he really dared If you touch the scholar, the people around you will eat him alive.

"Excuse me, sir, what business do you have with Zhao Yufan?"

Long Baishou suddenly asked.

"Mo Xiang, as for what I have to do with Zhao Yufan, it has nothing to do with you.

You do what you do, and I do mine."

Mo Xiang said, closing the folding fan in her hand, ignoring everyone's strange looks, and walked away.

Watching Mo Xiang leave, people from all factions fell into deep thought.

Things were more troublesome than they thought.

Zhao Yufan didn't expect it would be so troublesome.

He sat on the Taishi chair and basked in the sun, feeling particularly leisurely.

Several days have passed since the gathering of heroes in the Black Dragon Tower, and no one has been able to find him until today.

This makes him quite proud, but he also understands that it will be a matter of time before someone finds him.

The Beacon Plain is vast, but for those who can fly in the air, For Emperor Wu, it was not difficult to discover the strange place of Baixiang Valley from a high position.

"Ouch" A wolf roar rose into the sky.

Zhao Yufan stood up suddenly and looked at the entrance of Baixiang Valley.

At this time, four girls rushed to Zhao Yufan from the nine-story Dream God Building.

The black and white door of the Dream God Tower closed automatically, and the entire nine-story Dream God Tower slowly sank to the ground, and finally submerged completely.

At this time, the trees near the nine-story Dream God Tower began to move, and finally the place where it just sank was completely Occlusion.

This is a certain part of Zhao Yufan's construction.

In order to prevent someone from invading and destroying the house, he designed this method.

When he was in Qinglan Sect, he was able to create a powerful mechanism formation like the Twelve Heavenly Gates.

Now he is several times more powerful than he was then.

The Twelve Heavenly Gates he built are even more powerful.

However, the Twelve Heavenly Gates are just Entrance to Passion Valley.

"Mo Xiang from the Mo family came to visit Master Zhao."

Mo Xiang's voice was crisp and delicate, and it sounded very pleasant.

Zhao Yufan frowned slightly.

He knew the power of the Mo family, but he had nothing to do with the people of the Mo family.

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"Mo Xiang came to visit, so I barged in when no one was there."

Mo Xiang's voice came again, with a playful tone.

Zhao Yufan thought for a moment and said softly: "Qingzhu Xieyue, bring this person in and remember to let him walk around the jungle a few times.

He will be too familiar with this place."

Qingzhu and Xieyue nodded and flew towards the entrance of the jungle valley.

Zhao Yufan returned to the Grand Master's chair.

Behind him were various strange trees.

There were faint monsters passing between the trees.

The breeze swept through the trees with the fragrance of flowers and blew into the entire valley.

The valley was suddenly filled with a light and refreshing smell.

Weird aroma

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