Chapter 139

After uncle Yan said this, Su Moyu quickly bowed and said, "well, I'll thank you here first."

Uncle Yan nodded and helped Su Moyu to get up.

But as soon as he put his hand on Su Moyu, his eyebrows wrinkled. He thought for a moment and asked, "are you hurt?"

Su Moyu was stunned when he heard the speech, nodded and said, "yes, I met an enemy last night..."

While talking, he told me how to kill the sickle ghost last night.

Several people nearby listened and looked at each other.

Last night, in the long street outside the yard, there was such a thrilling duel. They didn't even know.

Others are fine. Ya'er and Xiaozhi are not happy now.

"Little brother, why don't you call me for such a funny thing?" twig pursed his mouth.

On the other side, ya'er didn't say anything, but a pair of resentful and angry eyes also made Su Moyu feel cold on his back.

"I think I can handle it, so I didn't bother you." Su Moyu said with a smile.

Seeing what he said, ya'er and Xiaozhi couldn't say anything, especially ya'er. He knew Su Moyu was for his own good, so he couldn't bear to blame.

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

Su Moyu replied hurriedly, "have you ever heard of the heavenly devil way, elder?"

Uncle Yan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I seldom come outside, so I know little about the sectarian forces in Yunzhou. As for the evil way that day, I haven't heard of it."

Su Mo Yu Wei was disappointed at what he said.

I thought that such an old man with exquisite cultivation would at least know more about the organization, but in the end, he got nothing.

At this time, the twig next to him said, "Uncle Yan, the evil way was very bad and powerful that day. Since their people also came to Bailong City, it will be bad for their little brother. You have to find a way to protect them!"

Uncle Yan said positively, "if you are really bad people, I will not allow them to be rampant!"

Su Moyu grinned. He didn't know what to say to the old man with a bursting sense of justice.

When they finished speaking, they began to move towards the inner city of Bailong city.

Along the way, Su Moyu always frowned and said nothing.

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

But today, after a careful aftertaste, I chewed out many different flavors.

He was not surprised that the people of Tianmo Dao would appear in Bailong city.

But he was confused about why sickle ghost found himself so accurately.

When did you expose your whereabouts?

Do people in Bailong city know?

Why is the White Emperor missing?

And who was the woman who invited the three of her to Bailong city in Yunjing city?

All this seemed to be a mess, which made Su Moyu's head a little bigger.

Just as Su Moyu was thinking, uncle Yan, who led the way, stopped.

Su Moyu recovered and looked around, but he found that he looked familiar in front of him.

As soon as I recall, I remember that this is the place where I and ya'er and other white emperors were yesterday.

"There is a ticket selling place ahead. Let's go now." Su Moyu will pay soon. Uncle Yan is still a little unnatural at this time.

After shaking his head, Su Moyu put aside his doubts. Anyway, uncle Yan is a strong man around now. I don't think there will be too much danger.

They marched into the ticket counter. Su Moyu took a few steps, slapped the table and shouted, "seven tickets for the martial arts competition!"

Unexpectedly, when he said these words, several people in the counter didn't respond. After a long time, a man with a longer annual custom stood up and said to Su Moyu, "you're late. The tickets for the competition have been sold out this morning."

Upon hearing this sentence, Su Moyu was stunned, and uncle Yan behind him directly fried the pot: "sold out? Are there so many wronged heads who spend 3000 liang of silver to buy such expensive tickets?"

His voice was so loud that the whole hall could hear him clearly.

See those who want to buy tickets but can't, and cast complex eyes at the same time.

Su Moyu was embarrassed. After pretending to cough twice, he touched uncle Yan with his elbow and said, "senior... Aren't we the same kind of people?"

Uncle Yan was even more embarrassed when he heard this. He bowed his head and didn't speak again.

But Su Moyu was still unwilling and continued to ask, "is there a VIP ticket? A high price ticket? Or a scalper ticket!"

The man in the counter shook his head and said, "no, not one!"

Su Moyu wanted to ask more questions, but the man didn't bother to pay attention anymore. As soon as he turned around, he buried himself in his own business.

In this way, Su Moyu had to retreat.

Several people gathered to one side and stared at each other. They didn't know what to say.

After a long time, uncle Yan opened his mouth first: "no, even if it's robbed this time, I'll get a ticket."

His words greatly surprised Su Moyu.

In his impression, uncle Yan is a guy who is a little paranoid about justice, but now he wants to rob in order to watch a low-level martial arts competition.

This is unusual.

"Elder, I have a doubt. Why are you so attached to this martial arts meeting?" Su Moyu thought for a long time, but still asked this question.

As soon as he said this, uncle Yan and his party all changed their faces, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed.

Su Moyu was stunned and immediately understood that the other party probably had some inconvenient reasons to say, so he smiled and said, "forget it, when I didn't ask."

After a moment of silence, the uncle Yan sighed and said, "well, sooner or later, I can't hide it from others. I'll tell you."

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

"But in an accident many years ago, a king of our family died, and his descendants disappeared. Everyone thought his blood... Had been broken."

"But just a few years ago, the sacrificial Lord of our family divined a message with the ancient method, saying that it was a trace of the king's blood that fell somewhere in Yunzhou, so I took several young and promising people of our family to Yunzhou."

"We just wandered around Yunzhou for more than a year, but we didn't find anything. Until a few days ago, the sacrificial Lord sent me another secret letter, saying that he divined that the man with the blood of the king would appear in the martial arts competition in Bailong city."

"All the mission of our family is to serve the blood of the king. Since there is a clue, I can't give up anyway!"

(the next chapter will be late. I suggest reading it tomorrow ~)