Woo Ling!

The terrifying sound of the dragon's roar directly shattered the glass on the window.

Some small objects around him were also pushed around, and they fell to the ground together.

The whole room was a mess in an instant!

Mo Nan could clearly feel that a vague dragon phantom was slowly formed in the Six Heavenly Books, and this phantom was still very small and very ethereal. But it was like a gestation, and it was directly formed on the Six Heavenly Books.

"This is the breath of the Heavenly Dragon? How is it possible? Even if the Heavenly Dragon Clan is extinct, how can it exist in these six Heavenly Books?"

Because he was surprised to find that the dragon that was conceived was actually absorbing his spiritual power.

The degree of absorption is very fast, close to crazy absorption!

Mo Nan almost tried to stop it, but it was too late, a painful sound came out of his throat, and the whole person was lifted by an inexplicable force to a meter above the ground, floating in the air.

A whirlwind slowly formed in the whole room, spinning a lot of paper together!

At this time, a voice finally came from outside.

"What's going on?

"Mr. Mo's room!Mr. Mo, are you alright?" came a loud voice outside, apparently a lot of people came.

And those who just made a voice were Xiongye and Miss Ning among them.

Monan was in the room, and he fell to the ground with a thud, sweating profusely, panting, and replied in a deep voice, "I'm fine." Let's all go back!"

Outside, Miss Ning saw that even the window glass was shattered into powder, and the sound was so terrifying just now, something must have happened, but Mr. Mo didn't want everyone to see it.

She waved back: "You all stand down! Don't let anyone disturb Mr. Mo!"

She and Xiongye glanced at each other and chose to stay.

Mo Nan took the two pills he carried with him, secretly recovered for a while, and found that the Jiaolong embryo in the Six Heavenly Books was sleeping deeply with satisfaction.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You will take advantage of the fisherman, but it's a pity that all my spiritual power has been absorbed by you, and it will take a few days to recover, I hope I don't want to make a move tomorrow!"

"Mr. Mo, are you really okay, can we come in?" Miss Ning's voice was a little anxious.

"Come in!" Mo Nan also needs to change rooms, so naturally Miss Ning will arrange it.

When the door opened, I saw chaos in the room. Both of them at the door were startled.

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Xiong Ye walked in quickly.

Miss Ning found that although the whole room was very messy, a strange pattern had formed faintly. I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Mr. Mo, why are you sweating so much? You can't have any problems with cultivating internal strength, right?"

Miss Ning knew that these people from the Guwu family would sometimes wreak havoc when they cultivated any internal skills or moves. She suddenly saw the Warring States Silk Book not far from Mo Nan's side, wasn't this what Second Master Yan gave to Mo Nan tonight?

Mo Nan's face was indeed very pale, and he stood up and said, "Miss Ning." I'm fine, you don't have to worry!"

"Uh-huh!"

Miss Ning quickly took Mo Nan to the next room, and Mo Nan didn't have any extra words, and just started to recover.

Seeing this, Miss Ning and Xiongye had no choice but to leave the room.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with this Warring States Silk Book?" Miss Ning held the Warring States Silk Book, and a look of horror flashed in her eyes. This volume of the Warring States Silk Book was bought by Yan Er Ye as an introducer and given to Mo Nan.

If something really goes wrong, she must also have a certain responsibility!

"Fuck, it must be Yan Gou, this old thing, sold the guy. Fuck Mr. Mo like this! Fuck, he's still drinking outside, isn't he? Wait for Lao Tzu to arrest him!"

Xiongye was furious, and rushed out in a rage.

Not for a while. Unexpectedly, a bearded old man came over with a drag and a drag, followed by two sturdy men, who were the bigwigs of Wuyang City.

"Strict dog. Is this fucking Warring States Silk Book fake? Look at it, Mo Zhenren has become like this after cultivating!" Xiong Ye pointed to the ruined room and said in a low voice.

Yan Gou was almost pushed to the ground by him, struggled to stand up, and shouted: "Jin Xiong, don't be embarrassed, when did Lao Tzu sell fake things? This is the Warring States Silk Book, and it is not an internal strength and mental method, what kind of cultivation do you cultivate?"

The big guy in Wuyang City sneered: "Jin Xiong, you won't invite a fake to come back, and find that there will be no drama tomorrow, so you will find Yan Gou to be angry, right?"

"That's it! We'll meet tomorrow! You bragged before that you invited Mo Zhenren how powerful he was, and you still had to rush to hold on to it. Now that something goes wrong, blame Lao Tzu. Hmph!" Yan Gou is reluctant to carry the black cauldron.

"Dead dog, do you want Lao Tzu to cut off your dog's leg?" said Xiong Ye angrily.

The big man of Wuyang City smiled and said: "Is it interesting for you to bully this little one? Yan Gou has always only done business and doesn't care about other things, and if you want to move him, you will cut off the supply of goods from several of our cities! Next time, if you want to ask for foreign aid, you can invite a few more reliable ones, and if you can't afford to ask for cooperation, you can ask me to cooperate!"

Another big guy came up and put his arm on Yan Gou's shoulder. Pulling him away, he said as he went: "What bullshit, Mo Zhenren!

"This is, and tomorrow I'm afraid of death, so I can just self-destruct the meridians myself, and I can save my name!"

"Lao Tzu said don't come, continue to drink! Bullshit Mo Zhenren, you can practice all the exercises!"

The three of them said loudly, hooked their shoulders and continued to drink.

Xiongye was so angry that his eyes almost burst into flames.

……

The next day, the second day of February, the day when the dragon raised its head.

Early this morning, the venue for the meeting was ready.

When the bigwigs gather, it is not a negotiation table, but a ring the size of a basketball court.

The people sitting around are all the bigwigs of the underground forces in Jiangnan Province.

"How could he be qualified to enter?" Yan Yinghao had just sat down with a few people from the Waihai family, and suddenly saw Mo Nan slowly walking in with the group.

Yan Yinghao was immediately so angry that his fists crackled, he wanted to bring Yan Yun'er and Yu Qiaoshan in, but it took a lot of means to get a position, although now that the three of them have gone back, this makes him mind even more.

Now I see Mo Nan, a kid who leans on being a gangster under Xiongye. walked in like this casually, how could he not be angry.

"Hmph! Very good! When the final friendship competition comes, you will feel better!" Yan Yinghao gritted his teeth. Sit down.

Mo Nan didn't know that Yan Yinghao was there, or he didn't care if he was there.

Second Master Yan and Master Xiong were going to greet the other bigwigs, but Mo Nan didn't participate.

He had just found a place to sit down, when a dark figure suddenly appeared next to him.

"Yo-he, it's really you, buddy!" a big fat man sat down beside Mo Nan with a grin.

When Mo Nan saw the funny look on the fat man's face, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Xiong Er, such a coincidence!"

"Isn't it! The bell I sold you a few days ago is still good?" Xiong Er touched his pocket and handed Mo Nan a packet of potato chips, while he himself opened a bowl of pig's trotters and grabbed one on the spot and nibbled on it.

Although Mo Nan and Xiong Er had only met for the second time, he still liked this very pleasant chat, and said, "Naturally, it's not as good as your fourteen million!"

"Hey, buddy, your words are sour! We are all fair traders, aren't we, we all said that we donated to children in poor mountainous areas!"

Mo Nan smiled faintly, and the people in the entire venue had already entered halfway.

But everyone's voice was not loud, even Xiong Er spoke in a low voice, obviously, the negotiations between the bigwigs had not yet begun, and the whole atmosphere became depressed first.

Xiong Er took two bites of pig's trotters, and said vaguely: "Our Jiangdu City is under a lot of pressure this time, I don't know if Yan Er Ye can resist it, if it collapses, Lao Tzu will probably close the shop in Changzhou District in the future! By the way, which big guy do you buy this time to win? I heard that a real grandmaster has come overseas this time!"

"Oh, what's the character?" asked Monan casually.