Legend of Yan Wu

Han Mo couldn't help being surprised when he heard the words, and said in disbelief, "You didn't lie to me? Do you have the ancient relic?" Han Mo had heard the ancient relic mentioned by the teacher. Although he hadn't seen it before, from the strange flame of the teacher, he could see The benefits of ancient relics can be imagined.

Hei Ying raised his head proudly and said, "No, but I know where it is."

Han Mo was choked by the black shadow's big turn, and after a while he said angrily: "The teacher said that the ancient relics are spiritual objects of heaven and earth, how could they stay in the same place forever?"

Hei Ying glanced at Han Mo disdainfully, and said leisurely: "What do you know, listening to me is definitely better than your master."

Han Mo waved his hand boredly. Although the ancient relics are full of temptations, they are still too far away from him now. As for this black shadow, Han Mo has to be careful, he always feels that this guy is very sinister.

"Okay, just say a word if you agree or not, a big man is slow." Seeing that Han Mo was silent, Hei Ying urged impatiently.

Han Mo nodded indifferently and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'm still too weak, and it won't be too late to trade if I have the opportunity in the future."

Hearing the words, a look of sharpness appeared in Hei Ying's eyes, and he said calmly, "Forget it, you go out, I can help you if something happens in the future." As soon as the words finished, Han Mo felt dizzy and returned to reality.

"Huh." Han Mo exhaled a turbid breath, and murmured a little irritably, "It's really annoying. I was interrupted when I was practicing well." After speaking, he could only sink into his mind again, and slowly entered the state of meditation.

It is said that there is no time to practice, Han Mo has not been out of the room for two days to practice, if it is Han Ji and the others, it is normal for two days, but this is the longest continuous practice time in Han Mo's history Once, even three years ago, Han Mo had never worked so hard. After knowing that Han Mo was concentrating on cultivation, Han Mo's grandfather would naturally not disturb him, and he had been waiting at the gate of the yard all the time. The reason, of course, was that he was afraid The girl Ling'er came to disturb Han Mo's cultivation.

"It's on fire! The Library Pavilion is on fire!"

While Han Mo was concentrating on meditation, a loud voice spread throughout the entire Han family, and the entire Han family suddenly became noisy.

Han Mo was awakened by the voice, frowned and murmured, "How could there be a fire in such a tight place in Zangshu Pavilion?" Thinking about it, Han Mo even got up, rushed out of the room and wanted to go to Zangshu Pavilion to have a look.

"Mo'er." Seeing Han Mo rushing out, Han Mo's grandfather couldn't help shouting.

"Grandpa, what happened just now? Why did I hear someone say that the Zangshu Pavilion was on fire?" Han Mo asked with some doubts.

Han Mo's grandfather nodded and said, "That's right, someone called out just now, and I'm going to have a look."

Han Mo nodded when he heard the words, and rushed out of the courtyard first, running towards the family library.

Han Mo hadn't entered Zangshu Pavilion for two or three years, and the reason was very simple. He lost his fighting spirit and would be laughed at every time he went in. As time went by, Han Mo became disgusted with Zangshu Pavilion.

Soon Han Mo came to the vicinity of Zangshu Pavilion. From afar, he could see a building surrounded by a large group of red flames, which was unusually dazzling in the dark night. At this time, there was a large group of people holding various The container, filled with water, rushed towards the library.

"There are still people inside, save them first!" Han Kai shouted to the crowd from a high place.

Han Mo was shocked when he heard the words, Ling'er usually likes to read books the most, isn't it?Thinking about it, various scenarios appeared in Han Mo's mind, without hesitation, he rushed towards Zangshu Pavilion without hesitation.

"Han Mo, you fucking want to die!" Han Kai naturally saw Han Mo and yelled at Han Mo. The flame was very strange, and his fighting spirit could not be guarded at all, otherwise Han Kai would have rushed in After saving someone, seeing Han Mo rushing in, he naturally cursed.

Han Mo ignored Han Kai's foul words, and rushed into the attic. Although the flames and smoke inside were thick, Han Mo with strange pupils was naturally unaffected. He glanced sharply at the attic on the first floor, and soon A teenager who was fainted by the smoke was found.

"Han Pu, how are you? Can you still go?" Han Mo shouted looking at the boy whose head was smashed and bleeding. It's just that the boy seemed to have inhaled too much smoke and dust, and he was already unconscious.

There was no other way, Han Mo had no choice but to carry Han Pu on his back, avoiding the surrounding flames, and rushed outside with difficulty.

Not long after, Han Mo directly broke through the flames and rushed out. The strange thing is that he was clearly stuck to the flames just now, but Han Mo was not injured. Naturally, Han Mo didn't care about this, and rushed into the crowd with Han Pu on his shoulder and said, "Han Mo Pu seems to be poisoned, please take care of him."

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, and looked at Han Mo who got up and rushed into the library again, their eyes became dull.

"Third brother, when did Han Mo become so powerful that he actually rescued a person?" A big man holding a wooden bucket and preparing to splash water was frozen when he saw Han Mo's actions, holding the wooden bucket in shock Said.

A man next to the big man shook his head when he heard the words, and murmured in surprise: "I don't know, I always feel that Han Mo has changed back!"

Han Mo was naturally unaware of everyone's shock. At this time, he had searched the first floor and rushed to the second floor after confirming that there was no one on the first floor.

The second floor of Zangshuge stores some low-level combat skills and low-level exercises, which are for the younger generations of the family to study and use. Presumably there are the most talents here.

Sure enough, when Han Mo rushed up to the second floor, at the entrance of the second floor, he found that two people had been injured by the collapsed wooden beams. He had a chance to escape by himself, but chose to stay and save another partner.

"Han Guang, you get out of here first, I'll save him." Han Mo dropped a sentence, pinched the wooden beam that was still emitting sparks with both hands, yelled, and lifted it up.

"Drag him out quickly." Seeing that Han Guang hadn't left yet, Han Mo shouted at Han Guang.

Han Guang stared blankly at the strange Han Mo, hesitated for a moment, hurriedly pulled out his partner, carried him on his shoulders, glanced gratefully at Han Mo, and rushed down to the second floor.

Han Guang felt very uncomfortable at this time, because he also bullied Han Mo not long ago, but now, Han Mo actually ran to save others regardless of the previous suspicions. If they don't go, they don't know about Han Mo's return to the warrior.

"Is there anyone else inside?" Han Mo also couldn't stand the smoke, and shouted loudly to the surroundings.

"Brother Han Mo, come here quickly, there are still people here." Just as Han Mo was about to go up to the third floor, a very familiar voice came over, and Han Mo's body couldn't help trembling when he heard the words.

"Ling'er, where are you?" Han Mo shouted loudly to the surroundings. The voice just now belonged to Ling'er, but it was a bit blurry here, and no one could be found at all.

"I'm on the far right of the second floor. There are still several people unconscious here. Come here quickly." Han Ling shouted with all his strength.

Han Mo closed his eyes, his ears twitched slightly, and opened his eyes suddenly after a while, and rushed into a wall of fire, "Ling'er, are you okay?" After rushing through the wall of fire, Ling'er really appeared in front of him.

At this time, Ling'er was fine, and beside Ling'er, three people were lying unconscious on the ground.

"Brother Han Mo, hurry up, it's too late." Han Ling glanced at the roof that was about to collapse, and said in a panic.

Han Mo nodded, holding one and another, and rushed downstairs quickly. Han Ling also exhausted all his strength, picked up a slightly thinner girl, and ran behind Han Mo.

"Who?" Just as Han Mo was about to rush down the second floor, a streak of black flashed from the side. Although the speed was extremely fast, it was still captured by Han Mo's weird pupils.