Chapter 139: King's Bloodline?

Hearing Uncle Yan say this, Su Moyu hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Then, I'll thank my seniors here first." ()。 The update is so fast.

Uncle Yan nodded, and used his hand to help Su Moyu get up.

But as soon as his hand rested on Su Moyu's body, his brows furrowed, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you injured?"

Su Moyu was slightly stunned when he heard this, nodded and said, "Yes, last night, I met an opponent......

As he spoke, he recounted how he killed the sickle ghost last night.

When the few people around him listened, they all looked at each other.

Last night, on the long street outside the courtyard, there was such a thrilling duel, and they didn't even know it.

The others are okay, but Ya'er and Xiaozhi are not happy now.

"Little brother, why don't you call me for such a fun thing?" said Twig, pouting.

On the other side, although Ya'er didn't say anything, a pair of resentful and angry eyes looked at it, which also made Su Moyu feel a chill down his spine.

"I think I can handle it, so I don't bother you. Su Moyu said with a dry laugh.

Seeing him say this, Ya'er and Xiaozhi couldn't say anything, especially Ya'er, he knew that Su Moyu was for his own good, so he couldn't bear to blame him even more.

Uncle Yan frowned and looked at Su Moyu for a long time before he said, "Your kid's cultivation is not bad, your opponent can 'force' you to such a point, I don't know what the reason is?"

Su Moyu hurriedly responded: "Have you ever heard of the Heavenly Demon Dao?"

Uncle Yan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I rarely come outside, so I don't know much about the sectarian forces in Yunzhou, and as for the Demon Dao that day, I have never heard of it. (Fastest update)"

Hearing him say this, Su Moyu was slightly disappointed.

I thought that such an old-timer who cultivated as 'fine' Zhan would at least know more about that organization, but in the end, he still didn't get anything.

At this moment, Xiao Zhi next to him said: "Uncle Yan, the Demon Dao was very bad and powerful that day, since their people have also arrived in Bailong City, they will definitely be unfavorable to the little brother and them, you have to find a way to protect them!"

Uncle Yan said: "If they are really bad people, then the old man naturally can't tolerate them to be rampant!"

Su Moyu grinned, and didn't know what to say to this old man with a strong sense of justice.

After the group finished speaking, they began to march in the direction of the inner city of Bailong City.

Along the way, Su Moyu always frowned and didn't say a word.

Last night, because of his health, after he killed the sickle ghost, he went straight back to recuperate his body, so he didn't think about many things.

But today, when I thought about it carefully, I chewed out many different flavors.

He wasn't surprised at all that someone from the Heavenly Demon Dao would appear in Hundred Dragons City.

But he was confused as to why the sickle ghost would find himself so accurately. (Fastest update)

When did you 'expose' your deeds?

Do the people of Hundred Dragons also know?

Why did the White Emperor disappear?

And who was the 'girl' who invited the three of them to Hundred Dragons City in Yunjing City?

All of this was like a 'mess', which made Su Moyu's head a little bigger.

Just when Su Moyu was thinking about it, Uncle Yan, who was leading the way, stopped.

Su Moyu came back to his senses and looked around, but found that he was very familiar in front of him.

After a little recollection, I remembered that this was the place where I and Ya'er waited for the White Emperor yesterday.

"The front is where the tickets are sold, let's go over now. "Su Moyu is about to pay for it, so Uncle Yan is still a little unnatural at this time.

Shaking his head, Su Moyu put aside those doubts, anyway, now that there is a strong man like Uncle Yan by his side, there will not be much danger in the future.

The two strode into front of the ticket counter, Su Moyu took a few steps, slapped the table and shouted: "The 'door' tickets for the martial arts competition, seven!"

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, several people in the counter did not react, and after a long time, a slightly older person stood up and said to Su Moyu and the others: "You guys are late, the 'door' tickets for the competition have been sold out this morning." ”

As soon as he heard this, Su Moyu was stunned, and Uncle Yan behind him directly fried the pot: "Sold out? There are really so many wrongs, 'spending' three thousand taels of silver to buy such an expensive 'door' ticket?"

His words were loud and audible, and the entire hall could hear them clearly.

I saw those who also 'wanted' to buy tickets but couldn't, and at the same time cast complicated eyes.

Su Moyu was embarrassed for a while, and after pretending to cough twice, he touched Uncle Yan with his elbow and said, "Senior...... Aren't we those kind of people?"

When Uncle Yan heard this, his face suddenly became even more embarrassed, and he lowered his head and didn't speak again.

But Su Moyu was still unwilling, and continued to ask: "Then are there VIP tickets, high-priced tickets, or scalper tickets!"

The man at the counter shook his head and said, "No, not one!"

Su Moyu wanted to ask something more, but the man didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore, and turned around and buried himself in his own business.

In this way, Su Moyu had no choice but to retreat in disgust.

Several people gathered to the side, staring at each other with wide eyes, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Uncle Yan opened his mouth first: "No, even if I rob it this time, I will 'get' a ticket." ”

His words greatly surprised Su Moyu.

In his impression, this Uncle Yan is a guy who is a little paranoid about justice, but now he has the idea of robbery in order to watch a low-level martial arts competition.

It's so unusual.

"Senior, I have a doubt, why are you so obsessed with this martial arts conference?" Su Moyu thought for a long time, but still asked this question.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of Uncle Yan and his party all changed, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that the other party was probably a little inconvenient to say, so he smiled and said, "Forget it, when I didn't ask." ”

After a moment of silence, Uncle Yan sighed and said, "That's it, sooner or later, I won't be able to hide it, so I'll tell you." ”

"The five of us are from the place south of Yunzhou, and I can't tell you what the specific place is. I can only tell you that in our place, there is very little contact with the outside world, and we will never go outside unless we have to. ”

"But in an accident many years ago, one of the kings of our clan died, and even his descendants were extinct, and everyone thought that his blood was ...... It's broken. ”

"But just a few years ago, the priest in our clan received a message in ancient divination, saying that it was a trace of the king's blood, which was in a certain place in Yunzhou, so I took a few young and promising people in the clan to Yunzhou thousands of miles away. ”

"It's just that we have been wandering around Yunzhou for more than a year, but we haven't found anything, until a few days ago, the priest sent me a secret letter, saying that he divined that the person with the blood of the king will appear in the martial arts competition in Hundred Dragons City. ”

"All the missions of our clan are to 'serve' the bloodline of that king, since I have a clue, then no matter what, I can't give up!"

(The next chapter will be late, it is recommended to read it tomorrow~)

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