"You want to kidnap me?"
Mo Nan looked coldly at the elders of the Seven Clans and the others, unexpectedly under such circumstances, they would dare to hold Yin'er to threaten him.
At this moment, Yin'er's neck was already purple, as long as the elders of the seven clans exerted a little force, it seemed that it could be broken directly.
"Mo Nan, stop talking nonsense! Throw the Guqin over there for me first, hurry up——Anyway, this beast pet has already hated us, and we can't get her, just kill her, and everyone will break up! "The elder of the Seven Clans shouted sharply.
As he spoke, his hands moved a little harder, to put pressure on Mo Nan.
The cultivators outside also realized the desperate efforts of the elders of the seven clans. With the support of Uncle Shan and others, the defensive power of the entire formation became stronger.
According to Mo Nan's speed, no matter how fast they were, they would definitely be able to kill Yin'er before Mo Nan arrived.
At this time, several other cultivators shouted from a distance:
"Mo Nan, why don't you kneel down quickly, do you really want them to kill the Spirit Race?"
"The Spirit Race is the god of thousands of races outside our territory. If she dies, you are the only one to ask!"
Seeing the support of so many cultivators in an instant, the elders of the Seven Clans, Uncle Shan and others calmed down for a while. But Yin'er was struggling constantly at this moment, and it was already difficult to speak if she wanted to speak.
"You have the guts to blackmail me with a little girl, and I'll kill your entire family!" Mo Nan's eyes burst out with a bright light.
The boss of the Seven Clans turned pale with shock, and shouted loudly: "Presumptuous! You are brave enough to provoke us, the Western Monster Clan. Do you know how many strong people in our clan are stronger than Shi Zhe Daxian? You are looking for death! Throw away the Guqin obediently! , Kneel down! Unless you really want to try whose speed is faster!"
"good--"
Mo Nan spent these few words just because he wanted to secretly communicate with Yin'er. He said every single word, and his whole body flickered away in a flash.
Everyone couldn't see his figure clearly at all, they just saw a ray of light passing by, rushing towards the elder of the Seven Clans in an instant!
Bang——
There was a loud noise, and when everyone saw it clearly, they suddenly found that Mo Nan was already hanging above the sky, and in his arms was the almost suffocating Yin'er.
At this moment, the only thing that was different about Mo Nan was that a long streamer cloak appeared behind him.
"What, what speed is this?" Uncle Shan was shocked when he saw it.
But then his nose smelled a faint smell of blood.
"ah……"
Uncle Shan suddenly let out a scream, and he found that his body was cut by the light at some point, and his body had been sliced into two sections.
As for the elder of the Seven Clans in the middle, a bloodstain also slowly appeared on his body. It looked like a bloodstain, but it was actually a wound directly cut by the streamer cloak.
Mo Nan's streamer cloak borrowed the power of his sea consciousness, but now he has the starry sky consciousness, so using the streamer cloak is of course very powerful!
"You, if you dare to kill me, we, the Western Monster Clan, will definitely find you and will not let you go..." The elder of the Seven Clans still wanted to protect his body, but the spiritual power in his whole body was simply broken and difficult to gather.
"I don't need you Xi Yaozu to come to the door, I will go find you!"
Mo Nan watched Yin'er slowly recovering, and he felt a little relieved, but now he has enmity with the Western Monster Clan and the Jin Clan, and the next thing to do is to kill!
Mo Nan stepped in the air, and landed on the elder of the Seven Clans with a fierce kick.
Boom!
All the cultivators in that area were turned into flesh and blood by one foot.
uproar!
With this huge shattering sound, Mo Nan's figure also began to flicker. He wanted to kill those in the realm of unity, the realm of heaven and earth, just using the streamer cloak, and the disillusionment of the stars is enough.
"Ah... run away!"
"Mo Nan, let us go! We're just here to watch the fun!"
"The Spirit Race is above us, we are family friends connected by blood, please the Spirit Race don't care about us."
They all wanted to escape, but Mo Nan didn't intend to let any of them go. If it really had nothing to do with him, they would have escaped a long time ago. Those who are still here must have coveted him heart.
swish swish——
Mo Nan's flashes several times killed more than half of the cultivators, and the rest scattered in horror and fled to further places.
But among the many escaped cultivators, only one stood still from the beginning to the end.
That is the Lingma holding the Immortal Mansion in one hand!
Her eyes were fixed on Mo Nan, and the clothes that were almost sealed on her body began to tremble slightly, obviously very excited.
Naturally, Mo Nan saw her. Once he fought, unless he used the Nine Heavens Scroll and Shura God of War, he really didn't dare to behead the Lingma.
"Yin'er, are you okay? Wait for me for a while!"
Yin'er covered her sore throat, nodded with tears in her eyes: "Well, I see! You said my throat can't eat, right?"
"It will be fine!"
After Mo Nan finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at the Lingma, and a look of indifference flashed in his eyes again.
He had sacrificed his life to help Lingma in the bottom of the sea before, but he didn't expect that she would kill him so mercilessly today, and now it's time to settle the score.
"You didn't run away!" Mo Nan said coldly.
The Lingma looked at Mo Nan in a daze, and suddenly said something that made Mo Nan freeze instantly: "Mo Nan——are you a descendant of Senior Qing Qing Han?"
Boom!
Mo Nan's heart trembled: "Do you know Qing Qing Han?"
Moreover, listening to Lingpo's words, she also called Qingqing Han a senior, it seems that the relationship is not ordinary.
Seeing that the Lingma was still hesitating, he couldn't help stepping forward, and shouted angrily, "Say—where is Qingqinghan?"
Seeing Mo Nan's handsome and cold expression, and his eyes like lightning, the Lingma thought for a while, and then slowly said: "Of course I know... More than seven hundred years ago, I practiced here with Senior Qingqinghan for a while. Time can be regarded as a half-teacher friendship! Her daughter Xiaojing and I are still close friends."
"daughter?"
Mo Nan's head suddenly buzzed again, and his body standing in mid-air suddenly took a few steps back, as if he had suffered a severe blow. His heart was filled with excitement. He became an emperor at the age of more than three hundred years, reigned for more than six hundred years, and it took another thousand years after he was finally reborn.
Even when he was in the imperial division, Qingqinghan had already left sadly!
Calculated in this way, Qingqinghan has actually been separated from him for more than a thousand years. Even if he finds a Taoist companion, it is not surprising that he has given birth to offspring.
It's just that hearing such news in his ears made him unwilling to believe it!
"Her, how is she doing?" After a while, Mo Nan murmured.
The lingpo looked at Mo Nan strangely. She knew that Mo Nan's ability to obtain the protection of the Qinghan Guqin must have something to do with Senior Qinghan, but judging from Mo Nan's age, he is not even a hundred years old. Will there be an intersection with Senior Qingqinghan?
"It's okay! I remember that she also came back to see if anyone had touched the piano. In the end, she left..."
After hearing this, Mo Nan couldn't help closing his eyes gently!
Sometimes, it is not terrible to forget, the most fearful thing is to hear the news about her again suddenly!
"When senior Qingqinghan left, she went to a place where she would often be in a daze. If you are really an old friend of senior, maybe you can go and have a look." Lingma said and went to the other side of the mountain All the while, he said some old things again.
The Lingma didn't know Mo Nan's identity, but according to her feeling of contact with Qing Han, since Mo Nan was able to obtain Qing Han's guqin, the relationship was definitely extraordinary.
Mo Nan frowned after hearing this, and then he hugged Yin'er in one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Lead the way, let's go and see!"
The Lingpo hesitated a little, and she reminded: "That place is more dangerous than here, and going all the way will definitely attract the Western Monsters..."
"The Western Monster Clan? What's so scary? I'll kill as many of them as they come!"
Mo Nan knew some news about Qingqinghan, so it was impossible for him not to check it out. Now that he has obtained Qingqinghan's guqin, he must at least make sure that she is still alive.
The Lingpo hesitated, but seeing Mo Nan's posture, she had no choice but to lead the way.
Yin'er stretched out her neck to look at Lingma. She is a Spirit Race and her recovery ability is naturally amazing. Now the swelling on her neck has subsided a lot. She asked curiously: "Grandma, what is that place? There is something to eat ?"
"Hehe, no! I just heard Xiaojing mention it. It seems that Senior Qingqinghan built a grave for an important person!"
