Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Zhou Jian glanced at Mr. Yu, and then at Fang Mo's cave, and instantly understood everything.

"I warned you, don't provoke Fang Mo again."

Zhou Jian scolded Young Master Yu in a low voice.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, you take me away quickly, and take me to the Law Enforcement Hall."

Young Master Yu begged.

The law enforcement disciple next to him showed surprise. This was the first time someone asked to go to the Law Enforcement Hall.

Zhou Jian sternly said to the few people present: "There are private fights in the sect, all follow me back to the Law Enforcement Palace!"

Then he took out several pairs of prison locks and put them on.

"and many more."

Zhou Jian turned his head to look at Xia Xiong who made the sound.

Xia Xiong looked at Zhou Jian with neither humble nor overbearing eyes, and said, "Senior brother Zhou, this Mr. Yu intends to destroy my master's cave, he must leave something behind, otherwise I can't explain to my master."

"Your master?"

Zhou saw that everyone was taken aback.

"Yes, Fang Mo."

Xia Xiong said.

Zhou Jian was also shocked, this lunatic Xiong Tu actually recognized Fang Mo as his master.

Elder Pei's disciples are indeed not simple.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jian asked, "Then what do you mean?"

"At first, I wanted to keep his hand, but since senior brother Zhou is here, I have to show brother Zhou some face, so I will hand over his storage ring, so that I can give the master an explanation."

Xia Xiong said loudly.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Yu said in a panic, "Senior Brother Zhou, Xia Xiong is going too far! He doesn't take you seriously at all!"

"shut up!"

Zhou looked at Young Master Yu with a gloomy expression.

a long time,

"Okay, it's up to you."

...

Xinghai Chamber of Commerce.

Supervisor Jia introduced Fang Mo several components that could hide his aura and cultivation level.

In the end, Fang Mo chose a top-grade yellow-rank spiritual puppet mask.

This mask is made of thousand-year-old black black wood, the overall color is black, and it exudes a cold atmosphere.

The wearer can not only hide his face, cultivation, and breath.It can also resist the prying of the mind below the realm of Yuan Zhe.

After delivering the 1 yuan stone, Fang Mo put away the spirit puppet mask.

"By the way, Director Jia, do you have black crystals here?"

Fang Mo asked.

He still wanted to repair the Hundred Sons Soul-Addicting Formation, after all, it was a Tier [-] formation that could compete with the Primordial Realm.

Manager Jia thought for a while, and then said with regret: "My lord, our two black crystals have been sold as early as last month."

"kindness."

Fang Mo felt a little regretful.

Looking at the somewhat regretful Fang Mo, Director Jia smiled slightly and said, "My lord, don't be sorry, our Xinghai Chamber of Commerce will hold an auction in three days, and you can try your luck then."

"auctions?"

Fang Mo was startled.

"Exactly, the venue is held on the third floor of the chamber of commerce."

Director Jia smiled and pointed to the top.

Fang Mo frowned slightly and looked at the top of his head. The auction was held on the third floor. How many people can be seated in this area...

"This is the admission certificate for the auction, and you will know when the young master comes."

As if seeing Fang Mo's doubts, Director Jia smiled mysteriously and handed Fang Mo a black jade slip.

Fang Mo put away the jade slips, thanked Director Jia, and left the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce.

After disposing of the trophies on his body and carrying a huge sum of money, Fang Mo seemed in a good mood.

Holding Wan'er's hand, he walked slowly down the street.

"Oh, I'm sorry, girl."

A middle-aged man in commoner clothes apologized to Wan'er with a face of shame.

Apparently, he accidentally bumped into Wan'er just now.

"Hiss...hiss"

At this moment, the little blood on Fang Mo's wrist stood up and kept showing his fangs towards the man.

Seeing this, Fang Mo squinted at the middle-aged man, and said calmly, "It's okay."

After speaking, he took Wan'er and left.

The middle-aged man looked at the backs of Fang Mo and the two of them, and muttered to himself: "It's really a strange corpse, interesting..."

Chapter 66 The Secret of the Alien Corpse

Back in the small courtyard, Fang Mo's face was a little gloomy.

Xiaoxue's reaction just now showed that the middle-aged man felt it was in danger, but he didn't detect the slightest aura of the middle-aged man's cultivation, which meant that the middle-aged man's cultivation was far superior to his.

Although Fang Mo was not worried about being attacked in Sifang City, the middle-aged man just now still made him a little uneasy, and he didn't think it was an accident.

Entering the room, looking at the evil corpse and the bride in red, they were still breathing quietly.

Fang Mo pondered for a moment, then turned and left. He thought he should go to Yudanfang.As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a person sitting in the courtyard.

This person was the middle-aged man on the street just now.

Fang Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and the energy in his body secretly surged.

Xiaoxue also showed his fangs again.

"who are you?"

Fang Mo said coldly.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, this is Sifang City, I won't do anything to you."

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly.

His words did not make Fang Mo relax at all,

"what do you want?"

Fang Mo looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

"I said don't be so nervous, come, sit here."

The middle-aged man pointed to the stone bench beside him and said.

Fang Mo glanced at the middle-aged man, then walked over expressionlessly.

At this time, the middle-aged man looked at Wan'er behind Fang Mo, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it is a strange corpse. The corpse is a different kind, and the body breath is no different from that of a human."

As soon as these words came out, a strong blood energy instantly enveloped the entire small courtyard. Fang Mo held the Bone Soul Chasing Bow and stared at the middle-aged man sharply.

"who are you!"

There is a tendency to shoot if there is a disagreement.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man waved his hands helplessly and said, "Don't be impulsive, you will attract people from the City Lord's Mansion."

What shocked Fang Mo was that as soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the blood around him disappeared without a trace, as if being blown by a breeze.

The breath of Yuan Zhejing!

Fang Mo's face turned ugly.

"Boy, in fact, I have no malice towards you. As a fellow clan, I just want to remind you."

The middle-aged man spoke.

Hearing this, Fang Mo looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man was also a member of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

"In Xiamo, I don't know the name of the senior, which elder in the sect?"

Fang Mo asked cautiously.

The middle-aged man shook his head with complicated eyes, "My name is Fu Qing, but I'm not an elder."

Not an elder?

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, he couldn't figure out what the purpose of this Fu Qing was.

Fu Qing did not continue this topic, but Fang Mo said: "I just want to remind you, before the corpse grows up, try not to let it show up in front of others. Otherwise, it will bring you disaster."

"What does Senior Fu mean?"

Fang Mo frowned slightly. All along, he deliberately hid Wan'er in order to avoid Guan Ye, the master of the second peak.

But now hearing what Fu Qing said, Fang Mo felt that he knew too little about the corpse.

Seeing Fang Mo's puzzled expression, Fu Qing shook his head slightly and said: "You are pregnant with a strange corpse, but you don't know anything about it. You are really a lucky boy."

"Well, let me tell you."