Chapter 29

"You... What do you want? Come... Come on, yunlanzong disciple hit someone." the man shouted in panic.

Although the street was relatively deserted, the man's shouting still attracted many people. They looked at the books in the man's hands and then saw that the man was blocked by yunlanzong's disciples.

For a time, I understood something.

What's more, in this world where the strong are the most respected, it's just a fight. Even if you kill a man, the government won't investigate it for the sake that the other party is a disciple of yunlanzong.

"I'm afraid it's over. With this marginal business, I finally met the Lord today."

"I don't know how these two people relate to Chen Mo in the book. If they have a good relationship, he will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die."

Hearing the whisper from the crowd, Chen Mo seemed to understand something. He grabbed the man's robe and lifted him up. He was about to rob the book in his hand.

An illustration fell out of the book.

It's an illustration not suitable for children. The boys and girls in the picture are very strange.

But when Chen Mo finished reading the contents of the book, his gloomy face was like a volcanic eruption.

Bang!

The vigorous fighting spirit surged out of Chen Mo's body, and the strong Qi field radiated. With one punch, the man's figure directly shot out.

"Say, where did you come from?" Chen Mo approached step by step, and cracks appeared on the bluestone slab under his feet.

"Younger martial brother..." Nalan Yan did not know why Chen Mo suddenly became so angry. She also picked up the book on the ground and looked at it. In an instant, a red glow filled her face. When she thought of the amount of books, her face was gradually cold.

"Younger martial brother, let me come."

On the jade hand, an exquisite ring flashed. At the next moment, a light cyan strange long sword appeared in Nalan Yanran's hand. The sword surface turned upside down and the cold idea seeped into people. The cultivation of master Dou's seven stars was undoubtedly revealed.

"Both of them are strong fighters."

"Such a young fighting master must have a high status in yunlanzong. In that case, you should know Chen Mo or something."

"I'm too brave. I heard that the female leader in the book is still the little leader of Yunlan sect, which is related to the face of Yunlan sect."

In the crowd, you and I made Chen Mo's anger more boiling. Depending on the situation, it seems to spread quite widely.

Looking at the two people approaching, the man who was badly hurt by a punch quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Sir, spare my life, spare my life, I'm a worker. The boss of the book company forced me to buy it, and I don't want to."

"You mean your book was taken from the bookstore?"

"Yes, I think this kind of book is printed in the bookstore, and then handed over to people like us for secret sale." the man didn't dare to hide it, and explained it word by word.

"Good... Much." Nalan smiled, Bei's teeth clenched, and the long sword in his hand was about to come at any time.

"Where is the bookstore?" the anger in Chen Mo's eyes broke out at any time.

"Outside... Outside the city."

"Lead the way."

Out of the city, two green beaked Eagles rushed into the clouds in an instant.

Outside the city.

In a hidden valley.

In the bamboo house, which covers a large area, more than a dozen people are busy with their work in an orderly manner, and the ground is filled with printed books.

A middle-aged man with one eye mask and a thick and crazy figure, nicknamed one eye, ordered: "the heat of Chen Mo's business has gradually decreased recently. After printing this batch, the production line can be stopped. Recently, the government has searched too hard, so we have to..."

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, the bamboo door was smashed by a sword light.

Chen Mo broke in with Nalan with a bloodless man.

"It's over, it's over." the man who thought he could live if he told the base camp. Unexpectedly, this man and woman were the men and women in the book.

As he threw the man on the ground, Chen Mo glanced at a wide range of books on the ground. His anger could no longer be suppressed.

"Elder martial sister, don't be merciful." Chen Mo took the lead in killing the black spear in his hand.

"Wang Cheng..." looking at the man thrown on the ground with one eye, "they?"

"Boss, the two of them are Chen Mo and Nalan Yanran."

Hearing the speech, one eye's face changed and he was about to run away. With a scream, Chen Mo with blood splashed on his face appeared in front of him.

"Are you the boss of the bookstore?"

"I..."

"I ask you, in addition to this kind of book printed here, is there any other bookstore that has also printed it?"

"I... I don't..." one eye was trying to say he didn't know. He really didn't know, but seeing Chen Mo's gloomy face, he immediately said, "I know, just... As long as you put..."

The words were still in his mouth. He heard a Shua and cut off the spear.

The middle-aged man had one eye and had no voice anymore.

"It's useless to ask you. Let's go early."

In the bamboo house, the one eyed master with the highest cultivation is the master. He has three masters.

It doesn't take much effort for them.

Chen Mo saw that Nalan Yanran had finished cleaning up there. He didn't look at the man pleading on the ground. He rubbed his hand, and thunder was rising.

Then, with thick white smoke, the bamboo house in the valley was shrouded in flames.

In the dense mountain forest.

At the edge of a pool, they cleared the blood from their bodies and put on their robes again.

"They deserve to die." Nalan Yanran bit his silver teeth and scolded angrily.

She had heard of this book before, but it happened to others, but now she has become the protagonist, and her mood can be imagined.

Chen Mo looked calm, but his mood was difficult to calm down, because after he killed those people, his luck point rose from 40 to 160.

The fighter's three-star one eye provided him with 100 points of luck.

What is this?

Another source of air transportation point?

……

Black rock.

"Where are you going, sir?"

"The eastern border of the Empire, a city near the Tagore desert."

"Tagore desert." the woman wrote a few words on the ticket made of Warcraft skin. When she handed it to Xiao Yan, she made a move, "Sir, are you a herbalist?"

"Well, what's the problem?" Xiao Yan frowned.

"No, no, just according to the rules of the Empire, the alchemist can enjoy flying for free, and can take the special flying mount of the alchemist."

"And this benefit?"

Xiao Yan boarded the flying Warcraft. Soon, with a loud and sharp sound, the flying Warcraft flapped its wings and flew out towards the east of the Empire.

The other side.

As the weather grew, Chen and Mo arrived in the city where they were going to spend the night tonight.

Xizhen.

In a luxurious restaurant.

"What, there's only one room left?"

"Well, all the other rooms are full. Only this one is left. Do you want any more?"

"Yes, just one. Let's drive."