Thunderbolt Single Sword God

"Brother Nangong, please stay."

Mo Yunhao strolled along the riverside with his hands behind his back, admiring the beautiful scenery, and when he left freely, Yin Moxiao's voice of staying behind came from behind.

Stopping, turning around, with some doubts in his heart, Mo Yunhao watched indifferently, the strange black-haired middle-aged man who was catching up.

"Brother Nangong, this treasure map should be yours, and it has been appraised below, so this map is real.

While Yin Moxiao was talking, he handed the treasure map to Mo Yunhao, but the other party's eyes were deep and stared at him, as for the treasure map, he ignored it.

Yin Moxiao was suddenly looked at a little unnaturally, holding the treasure map, the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart.

"Ha, Brother Yin, I gave it to you."

Mo Yunhao smiled casually, alleviating Yin Moxiao's embarrassing situation. How could others know that Mo Yunhao had no interest in money at all?

Yin Moxiao hesitated in his heart. In fact, his current situation did require a lot of money, but he had principles.

Besides.

Saving people before was just a chivalrous act, using martial arts to stop fighting, and he didn't know about the treasure map.

"Brother Nangong, you will not be rewarded for your merits, so I will put it on this stone, please."

Yin Moxiao put the treasure map on a boulder by the river, bowed slightly to Mo Yunhao, with a calm mind and a clear idea, he turned and left...

Meeting by chance, doing what he did, as for the disposal of the treasure map, it's none of his business.

Um?

Mo Yunhao was cold and speechless, flicked his fingers, and the treasure map flew into Yin Moxiao's arms again like a shooting star, without a trace.

Yin Moxiao didn't realize it, and the quaint treasure map came back to him quietly.

Mo Yunhao doesn't like people rejecting him, Yin Moxiao doesn't want it, Mo Yunhao wants to give it to him...

After dealing with the irrelevant knowledge, the red and blue rainbow flashed, and Mo Yunhao Huahong left the river and went to the market......

After several hours...

Yin Moxiao returned to the riverside, but there was no trace of Mo Yunhao at all, and he was speechless, secretly thinking that Nangong Yuyun is a strange person, he lingered for a while, but had no choice but to leave...

After a few days.

Broad Street.

People come and go, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going. The Southern Territory belongs to a corner of the Southern Martial Forest. The dressing style of the people here is similar to that of the Southern Territory.

Dressed in white clothes better than snow, handsome and elegant, and even more jade-like, people are like jade.

Mo Yunhao is dressed like a son, holding an ink style folding fan in his hand, strolling around, quite carefree.

Sudden.

There was a flutter of chickens and dogs jumping in front of the street, panic and screaming, and people scattered and fled.

I don't know what's going on in front of me?

In front of an elegant restaurant, the wall of the opposite street is recessed, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

Under the broken wall, there were bloodstains, a long-haired man in white, with his head drooping on his shoulders, black blood spilling from his face, his chest collapsed, and blood gurgling...

Death on the spot!

Unknowingly, Mo Yunhao had already stood in front of the steps of the restaurant, holding a folding fan and standing behind his back, expressionless.

To this.

He is used to it, the plight of Martial Forest, that's it!

What's more, the man who died was not simple.

In fact, it was an Innate, and the person who killed him must be a stronger Innate, moreover a Fist Technique superb Innate.

Suddenly.

A mysterious light flashed in the lobby of the restaurant, and disappeared in the restaurant. The murderer must have escaped...

Why is adversity dangerous?

Because you don't know when and where, there will be Innate people fighting, attacking and killing, no matter the place, occasion, time...

On the peaceful and peaceful street, human life happened in a blink of an eye, and this time it was an Innate person.

Without checks and balances, Innate people are lawless and do what they want.

Mo Yunhao didn't chase down the murderer. There are too many things like adversity in the world. During his travels, he was used to it and didn't have that interest.

"Poisoned and killed with one punch, he is a hot guy."

A mysterious light flashed down, and the person who came was dressed in red and white clothes, with long black hair, with a solemn expression and a dignified complexion, and checked the corpse in a steady and measured manner.

Looking around, his eyes froze, and he saw a familiar but unfamiliar figure, walking leisurely on the street as if no one else was there, and was leaving...

The moment the murder happened, the people on the street had already fled. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was a fight between the Innate people and should not be provoked!

"Brother Nangong, stay a while."

For a moment, Yin Moxiao caught up with Mo Yunhao who was leaving, and bowed slightly.

"You are?"

When Mo Yunhao saw the person coming, he was speechless and didn't want to talk to him, so he pretended not to know him, and asked with a puzzled look.

"Hey, life is at stake, Brother Nangong doesn't have to be like this, I just want to ask about the situation."

Yin Moxiao's expression was solemn, and he sighed secretly in his heart. This is already the third case this year, where Innate people openly fought to death in the market place, completely ignoring the public.

This time the situation is relatively good. Many times before, the Innate people attacked and killed many people.

"You don't need to ask, although I don't know why you care about this kind of thing, the details are like this..."

Mo Yunhao saw Yin Moxiao's solemn expression, extremely serious, and it was fate to meet again, so he told him what he only knew about the situation.

the end.

Mo Yunhao asked again casually: "What? The person who died is your friend?"

"do not know."

Yin Moxiao was thinking about how to arrest the murderer, and when he heard Mo Yunhao's question, he replied truthfully.

"I don't know? Then why are you so serious? The murderer has a grudge against you?"

Mo Yunhao was puzzled, you didn't know the deceased, and you were not your friend, so solemn and serious, it made him a little curious.

"There is no hatred, but the Innate people blatantly killed people in the market place and must be brought to justice."

Yin Moxiao's face was serious, a little ugly, he was determined to change this situation, and more and more killings of Innate people made him more determined.

"Well, they should be brought to justice."

Mo Yunhao patted the palm of his hand with a folding fan, but thought of the Southern Territory's psychic powers. The reason why there are few Innate people in the Southern Territory running wild in public places has nothing to do with the achievements of the psychic powers

Mo Yunhao also doesn't want to, if one day, he is gathering with friends in a restaurant, suddenly, countless Sword Qi sword energy will fly from the next door...

"Brother Nangong, do you agree?"

Yin Moxiao's eyes lit up, and he was a little excited. Although he used the law to punish criminals all these years, everyone he knew scoffed at him. Is there a 'law' for adversity?

It is evaluated that it is nosy, and it is easy to make enemies.

Mo Yunhao didn't know what was going on in Yin Moxiao's mind, so he nodded slightly. His friend Zhan Yunjin and his son, Mo Li, were both serving in the Southern Territory's Bureau of Tongshen, serving in the Southern Territory.

Moreover, the results of public security in the southern region are obvious, and naturally they agree with it. Yin Moxiao's strength is not bad, but it just depends on his situation, and he doesn't seem to be organized.

||Brother Yin, in such a difficult situation, personal strength is limited. During my visit to the Southern Territory, there were ten rounds of magic..."

Mo Yunhao is very accurate in observing people, and he can see that Yin Moxiao has great ambitions, and has some similar characteristics with Zhan Yunjin, Qinhu and others, so he gives him some advice.

Mo Yunhao slowly introduced a round of telepathy, and Yin Moxiao also listened very carefully, nodding his beard from time to time in approval, with longing in his eyes.

"Brother Nangong, to tell you the truth, I have established a small organization before to teach the Dharma, but there are only a few people who respond to it, so I feel helpless."

Yin Moxiao explained with regret that because of the construction funding problem, he was a little bit reluctant about the treasure map, but he still handed it over to Mo Yunhao.

"So it's like..."

Mo Yunhao nodded slightly, suddenly, he realized that something was not right, so he stared at Yin Moxiao seriously, then looked towards the sky and thought.

Yin Mo Xiao.

The head of the Famen with extraordinary posture and bearing, the ancestor of the Famen, he is upright, awe-inspiring, cautious and decisive. Although he emphasizes the supremacy of legal principles, he still takes care of human feelings. He is the arbiter of disputes over pending cases in Martial Forest

"Brother Nangong, Nangong..."

Yin Mo looked at Mo Yunhao, flapping his palm with a folding fan, his eyes were deep, looking at the clouds in the sky, he seemed a little distracted, reminded him carefully.

"Um."

Mo Yunhao has affirmed the identity of the person in front of him, the future patriarch of the Famen, a kind and good person who is rare in adversity, and a person who is admired by everyone in the world.

"Brother Nangong, this is the treasure map..."

Yin Moxiao was a little distressed, chatting too vigorously with Mo Yunhao, at this moment, he wanted to chase the murderer, so he was about to leave, remembering the treasure map from before, and wanted to return it to Mo Yunhao.

"Brother Yin, I, Nangong Yuyun, there are very few people in this world who dare not accept the things I give out. I am not interested in money. If you don't want it, then throw it away." 1

Previously, Mo Yunhao didn't know Yin Moxiao's identity, but thought he was a rather chivalrous and interesting person.

At this moment, it has aroused his interest, and the indifferent tone is full of madness, which is undeniable!

"Then, well, thank you Brother Nangong for your generosity."

Yin Moxiao was taken aback, he really didn't want to throw it away, he really needed a lot of money, he knew where the treasure map was, it seemed to be hidden by a prince of an ancient dynasty. .