Taoist students

Chapter 840

Dongfang Mo had already heard about this monster clan's township treasure from Gu Ya.And what's interesting is that the dementing clock in his hand is a copy of the Yaozu's Xuanyin clock.

"Xiao Dao is just asking casually, why do you need to be serious." He only heard a haha, and continued: "By the way, both you and Gusu Wan'er are trying to find Nangong Yurou and take her back The silk scarf magic weapon you are talking about is a fragment of the Gusu family's inheritance treasure. Xiaodao is quite interested in your so-called inheritance treasure. What is this thing, I wonder if you can..."

"Can't!"

However, before Dongfang Mo could finish speaking, Gusu Ci interrupted him without hesitation, his face full of solemnity.

"Don't even think about it."

More than that, the kid added later.

Dongfang Mo couldn't help but twitch his eyelids after being shut down.After shaking his head, he continued to walk forward and looked around.

The silver-haired old man took his Black Rain Stone and Nightmare Tail, and they haven't returned them until now.

Although Dongfang Mo didn't reach the point of burning with anxiety, his heart began to fluctuate. If the old man didn't intend to pay him back, I'm afraid he would have to roll back to Qingling Daozong with his tail between his legs. Do you want to find a way to get it back.

However, he planned to wait for some more time, and if there was no response, he would ask Gusu Ci to inquire about the situation and give him an explanation.

And no matter how precious the Black Rain Stone and Nightmare Tail are, after knowing the Gusu family these days, he doesn't think the Gusu family will covet these two things from him.

During this period of time, he will stay at Gusu's house, and by the way, get to know this mysterious family of No. [-] weapon refiners in the human race, maybe there will be something he needs in the future.

But right now, he wandered around this street for a while, but he didn't find anything that interested him, so Dongfang Mo was going to go back home, or let Gusu Ci take him to the place where Gusu's home made weapons, so that he could have a look at Gusu. How the home is made.

But just when he was about to speak, his nose suddenly twitched subconsciously.

Dongfang Mo raised his head in a swish, and looked at a figure who was walking quickly by his side.

I saw that this person was dressed in common clothes, short and slightly hunchbacked, because his back was turned, he couldn't see this person's appearance.

At this moment, Dongfang Mo used his olfactory powers and sucked his nose again.

Immediately afterwards, he showed surprise and a strange look.

"What’s wrong with you!"

Seeing him suddenly stop, Gusu Ci couldn't help being puzzled.

"Is that person from your Gusu family?"

Dongfang Mo looked at the man in gray who was about to disappear into the crowd and raised his chin.

"It should be... no!" Gusu Ci was a little afraid to confirm.

Hearing his answer, Dongfang Mo didn't speak anymore, but followed behind the man in gray without any trace.

In order not to startle the snake, he didn't explore his consciousness before.However, when the man in gray walked past him, the aura he gave him was like that of a mid-infant, not high.

There was a constant stream of people on this street, so the two followed all the way, and the man in gray didn't notice anything.

In this way, Dongfang Mo and the others found that after the gray clothes walked several hundred feet, they quickly walked into a three-storey attic called Su Qizhai.

This building belongs to the Gusu family, so the magic tools and refining materials in it will not only be of higher grade, but also have a much richer variety than other places.

After arriving here, Dongfang Mo did not stop, but followed directly.

Then he discovered that the man in gray went up to the second floor after entering Su Qi Zhai.The second and third floors are dedicated to receiving high-ranking monks.

Seeing this, he frowned, and after thinking for a while, he didn't follow up, but started to wander around in a suit.

When Dongfang Mo "accidentally" passed by the upstairs corridor, he turned his wrist and catapulted down with his fingers. An inconspicuous blood bead shot out and landed somewhere on the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.Strangely, this drop of blood coagulated and did not disperse.

"What are you going to do!" Gusu Ci looked at his actions even more puzzled.

But Dongfang Mo put his index finger on his lips, signaling him not to speak.

Gusu Ciben was a very curious person, the more Dongfang Mo kept silent, the more itchy he became.But he finally held back.

The wait between the two of them didn't last long. In just half a quarter of an hour, the man in gray came down from the second floor and left the attic quickly.

But this person did not notice that when he left, there was an inconspicuous drop of blood adhered to the sole of his foot.

"This is the territory of your Gusu family. I think you should be able to find out what that man was doing just now." Dongfang Mo looked at the figure of the man in gray who was about to disappear, and whispered to Gusu Ci at this time.

If you want to see this kid, you have to ask a bunch of why, Dongfang Mo said again: "This matter is related to Nangong Yurou."

Upon hearing Nangong Yurou's name, Gusu Ci couldn't help being skeptical, but then he still walked towards the second floor.

Not long after, Gusu Ci returned to Dongfang Mo, only to hear him say: "This person went to the third floor just now, and asked if there is such a material as black magic gold."

"Black Devil Gold?" Dongfang Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then a half-smile appeared on his face.

As soon as he lifted the Taoist robe, he walked out the door, relying on the telepathy with the blood dripping species, he quickly walked towards the end of the street.

Half a day later, the figures of Dongfang Mo and Gusu Ci appeared above a rolling mountain range, which was far away from the long street before.

The two did not hide their figures and galloped forward all the way.

The reason why Dongfang Mo followed the man in gray was because he smelled a familiar smell from this man.And this smell is corpse aura, and it is a corpse aura of the same origin as the blood poison of the corpse evil in his palm.

The corpse blood poison on Dongfang Mo's body was planted by the corpse of Tiansha Que, so he suspected that the man in gray was related to the corpse of Tiansha Que in the Ancient Fiend Land and the monk of the Yeling Tribe in Guiyi Realm.

In addition, what this person went to Su Qizhai to find was black magic gold, which happened to be what the night spirit monk asked him to find, which made him even more convinced of his guess.

But just as Dongfang Mo was following this person closely, at a certain moment, he suddenly found that the blood species more than ten miles away in front of him, and his telepathy suddenly disappeared.

"Ok?"

Dongfang Mo's face darkened, and then he suddenly accelerated his speed, and with a "swoosh", it turned into a blue rainbow across the sky.

Gusu clenched her teeth with compassion, he was only at the alchemy realm, how could he be able to keep up with Dongfang Mo's speed.

However, he immediately reached out to touch it from his bosom, and took out a white talisman, and as he muttered something, he slapped the talisman on his body.

With a sound of "wave", the white talisman exploded and turned into a layer of crystal light to envelop him. In an instant, Gusu's compassionate power stirred.

"Whoosh!"

I saw his body spurt out, and the speed was not much slower than Dongfang Mo.

And Dongfang Mo came to the place where the blood mark disappeared before.Looking around, there are still undulating mountains under the feet, and there is nothing surprising.

Just when he was about to sweep away his spiritual sense, a hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Your Excellency has followed Gui in a sneaky way, I wonder if you can explain the reason!"

Dongfang Mo turned his head and saw the man in gray standing not far from him.

Moreover, between this person's five fingers, a drop of dark red blood was imprisoned in the air. The blood bead kept beating like a living thing, but it still couldn't break free from this person's palm.

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