"Good skills!"

A figure slowly walked out of the messy house, this was a middle-aged man in a white robe, he only slightly soiled his clothes after being hit hard by Mo Ye's kick.

This person's martial arts take the feminine route, giving people the feeling of a red snake in every move, and even his facial features have the feeling of a snake.

A bone-eating viper.

He exclaimed loudly as he dusted off his body.

"You're not bad. ”

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Mo Xie said 'return salute' to the man in white.

He knew that almost eighty percent of the strength of the kick just now was unloaded by the man in white in front of him with skill.

"It seems a little early to put away the sword now, how about it, can I report your name now? ”

Seeming to have a special interest in Mo Ye's name, the man in white flashed and stood facing Mo Ye.

His speed this time was three points faster than the surprise attack just now, and he thought he had spare strength just now.

Maybe he still has some room to spare.

"The sword is a murder weapon, I have no grievance with Your Excellency, there is no need to draw the sword against each other. Mo Xie replied, clenching his right fist without a trace.

After all, the Huolin Sword and the Qilin Arm come from the same origin, if it weren't for practicing the sword or against the enemy Mo Xie, he really didn't want to hold it for a long time.

This is an evil sword that can increase the user's power and can also plunge the wielder into the devil's path.

No, Mo Xie stopped practicing his sword and in less than an hour, the Qilin arm began to turn dead again.

"In the lower Changbai Mountain, I want to make friends with Your Excellency, but I don't know if Your Excellency is willing to give face. ”

Hearing that Mo Xie just explained again that he was not hostile, but he still did not report his name, the man in white could only show that sincerity.

After all, just between the electric and flint fights, he had already understood that he was not Mo Ye's opponent at all, and he couldn't, so the other Jianghu high-rollers in the town were probably the same.

If Mo Xie wants to leave, no one will be able to keep him, but considering that he still has to hang around here for a while, Mo Xie can't do things too much, and at the same time, he can't casually expose his abilities.

Therefore, he can only try to play himself as a 'lone ranger' now.

A lone ranger with a masterful craft.

He had to get supplies as soon as possible and then go back to continue his retreat.

"There is no name and no surname below, if you want, just call me 'Ah Er'. After thinking about it, he didn't come up with any good names, so Mo Xie gave himself a code name at random.

Looking at the attitude of the Cangmu Snake King, Mo Xie felt that he had hope of getting supplies peacefully in this town.

"Brothers, don't hide! Come out and meet the second brother! We're already friends!"

Diametrically opposed to the feminine moves he had made, the Wood Snake Monarch shouted haughtily into the empty street on all sides.

The warriors who had already arrived from all corners of the town and had been secretly ambushed walked out of their hiding places one after another.

Some of these people hid behind the doors and windows of the houses, some hid on the roofs, in the blind corners that they expected Mo Ye could not see, and even more exaggeratedly jumped out of the manhole cover from the top of the ground.

Those who walk the rivers and lakes do not pay so much attention to it, as long as possible, they will choose the most suitable way for themselves and the highest success rate.

"Alliance Master!" they gathered behind the Snake Monarch and called out in their mouths.

They all held swords in their hands, and the hostility towards Mo Ye in their eyes had not disappeared at all, and the wisps of murderous aura in the air had almost converged into substance.

I really can't see that Cangmu Snake Jun is still the head of this gang.

An existence similar to that of a bandit leader.

The virtue of being a pioneer is that Mo Xie thought it had been lost a long time ago.

"Put away all your weapons, don't make a joke!"

Cangmu Snake Jun shouted to the subordinates behind him, and at the same time made a 'please' gesture to Mo Ye.

"Second brother, you and I hit it off at first sight, why don't you find a quiet room and sit down and have a drink or two?"

This Cangmu Snake King has his own set of means for winning people's hearts, and when he sees a lone master at this time, it will be too much of a loss for him if he doesn't make friends.

After all, they didn't gather here for no reason.

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"Knock knock ......!"

The aliens in the conference room had asynchronously moved to a more secluded place, and the only difference between the setup and the previous conference room was that the conference table around them had been replaced by a well less than forty centimeters in diameter.

At this moment, there was a constant noise in the well, and the ground began to shake with the noise.

"Elder Lawrence, there's something I don't know if I should say or not......

Jack is the only one here who dares to go around the well in circles, because first, he is bold, and secondly, he is of good blood, and he is not afraid of offending anyone because of such a trivial matter.

"Say it, but you'd better stop, Gyro. ”

In terms of bloodline alone, even Lawrence is not as good as Jack, but in terms of strength, he can kill Jack N many times alone, so in the face of Jack, he can still unabashedly reprimand in his voice.

"Oh, as you wish. Jack bowed to Lawrence, and he understood what Lawrence meant.

Spinning tops are always whipped.

"Elder Lawrence, according to the records of the clan, the True Ancestor who has awakened after being infused with enough and noble enough blood will regain the power he had lost in his long slumber, and then fly up from the Well of Ritual in the form of countless bats. I don't know if I'm right?" Jack stopped his steps and peered at the world down the shaft.

"That's right, every awakened True Ancestor has the ability to transform into a swarm of bats. Lawrence replied.

"Hey, that's right, incarnating into a swarm of bats is a true ancestor-level patent. Jack didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, and he loudly agreed with Lawrence's words, "And the one below is indeed the True Ancestor, and I believe that all the compatriots who can feel his breath have the answer in their hearts." ”

"That's right!"

"You can't go wrong!"

"Noble True Ancestor!"

For a while, Jack's remarks were supported by many viewers who had not yet seen what was going on.

"There is no doubt that it is indeed the True Ancestor who is accepted by the teleportation sarcophagus, if the sarcophagus does not receive a pure-blooded blood clan, then he will definitely be killed by the prohibition in the secret room at the first time. I don't know why Jack said this nonsense, but it is a fact after all, and Lawrence chooses to agree.

"Now it's clear that the True Ancestor has woken up and looks full of energy. Jack began to get to the point, "Then, the question arises: why hasn't the True Ancestor flown up as a swarm of bats now, but is smashing the wall like crazy below?!

"What ...... this?"

None of the people present could answer Jack's question, perhaps they knew how to answer it, but they deliberately avoided it.

"True Ancestor has the plan of True Ancestor, we juniors should not be uncommon and strange. ”

Clearing his throat, Lawrence didn't seem to feel the amplitude of the ground shaking under his feet at all, and even slight cracks had appeared in some places.

The True Ancestor below was 'playful', and the frequency of his striking on the wall was almost in tune with the resonance frequency of the Chamber of Secrets.

Sometimes you don't need a bulldozer to demolish a house, a hammer, as long as the force and position of the smash are right, it only takes one moment to dismantle the entire building.

That's the power of science.

"I wonder if there were any foreigners in the last few ceremonies to awaken the True Ancestor?"

Jack asked nondetently as he stared at Lawrence, who looked like 'looking left and right'.

"I don't know. Lawrence's eyes dodged, and it was clear that he already knew something was wrong.

"According to the ninth edition of the History of the Bloodlines, page 614! The last time a ceremony to awaken the True Ancestor was held in London, in 1536 A.D.! At that time, three hundred bloods, including twenty-five of the high-ranking bloods, were gathered! Not a single foreigner was involved!"

Jack is a literate bloodliner, and at this moment, his culture comes in handy.