1157: C1157 The Guest of the Jin Family

C1157 The Guest of the Jin Family

And?

Hearing this, the faces of the two Fann family Grandmasters darkened.

The Fann family had three Grandmasters, and they were already considered the number one family in Jinling. If they could find another one, they were afraid that no one in the entire province could compare to them.

This kid's tone was too arrogant!

"Madness, I want to see how long you can be arrogant for."

The Grandmaster of Fann family who walked from the front of the hall to Mo Nan's right sneered.

"Yo."

Mo Nan immediately raised his brows when he heard this. He looked at Mo Nan with a faint smile and said,

"Who do you think you are? You are so awesome. I killed your family's elder in front of you yesterday. Why didn't I see you? Why did you let out a fart?"

"Could it be that I was mute yesterday?"

The Grandmaster of Fann family who spoke immediately blushed, unable to speak.

Indeed, he had nothing to explain about yesterday's situation. If he hadn't thought about it afterwards, he would have thought that Mo Nan was just putting on an act. Today, he wouldn't have agreed to Fann Lin's actions.

With a dark face, he stared at Mo Nan for a long time. Finally, he said, "I won't argue with you."

Mo Nan's eyes almost flew to the sky.

On the other side.

Ignoring the argument on the other side, Elder Tung walked in front of Mo Nan and stood still. He introduced himself.

"I am Tang Youcheng from the Jin family. Nice to meet you, young friend."

Jin family?

Mo Nan, who initially didn't care about it, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, the Jin family should be another Hidden Clan in Jinling.

This Elder Tung had no sex hair, so he naturally wasn't a member of the Jin family. However, he was most likely a guest of the Jin family. This shouldn't be wrong.

"So, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Narrowing his eyes, Mo Nan asked seriously.

Anyone who could become a guest of a great family would not be weak in terms of strength.

This was different from Elder Zhao, who had followed the young master of the Wu family. Elder Zhao was going to die. He was just a servant of a great clan.

A guest had a higher status, and only a guest. Only retainers had the right to leave the clan.

He had heard this from Lin Liuzao.

"Hehe."

Elder Tung smiled awkwardly, then said with an embarrassed look.

"I have lived for more than a hundred years. In terms of strength, I admit that I am not as good as you. I am ashamed to say that."

"However, as a guest of the Jin family, I want to borrow the reputation of the main family to ask for some face from little friend."

"Tell me more about it."

Mo Nan raised his eyebrows.

"That's all for today. From now on, no one from the Fan family will ever find trouble with you." Old Master Tang.

"Oh?"

Mo Nan exclaimed in surprise.

In particular, he noticed the two Grandmasters of Fann family standing beside him. Although they looked hesitant, they didn't say anything. It was as if they were listening to Elder Tung's decision.

Mo Nan couldn't help but ask curiously.

Are you an elder of the Fann family?"

"No." Elder Tung shook his head.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Nan's face darkened. "Let's not talk about what you are doing. You have to get involved. Besides, you have nothing to do with the Fann family. Now that you have agreed, they will turn hostile. What can I do to you?"

"Don't worry about that, young friend."

Elder Tung was not angry. He had trained his qi recovery skills well. The main thing was that no matter how bad his temper was, he would be worn out if he stayed in the family for a while.

After a pause, Elder Tung continued.

"If the Fann family turns hostile in the future, I will seek justice for my young friend without your presence."

"As for why I have to help you today? "That's because I promised an old friend of the Fann family that I would protect him."

"Oh."

Mo Nan finally understood.

He could not tell that the old man was interested. It was a pity that he had nothing to do with me.

"Finished? After that, let's do it."

Mo Nan shook his arm and said expressionlessly.

Elder Tung's mouth twitched.

Damn it.

It was because this old man had been nagging for a long time. You didn't listen to a single word?

Immediately, the old man became angry as well.

"Little friend, you should leave a little bit to yourself. Don't be too extreme in everything. Don't be too excessive!"

Too far?

Mo Nan grinned.

Well, it was the logic of robbers again.

He really couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Su Yujie was kidnapped by the Fan family. It was not too much for him to come to the Fann family to ask for her, right?

He only came to ask for someone. Other than saying a few harsh words, he didn't do anything at all. The moment the elder of the Fann family appeared, he wanted his life. Wasn't that too much?

I didn't expect Elder Tung to be a kind and kind person. He is also a bandit.

Mo Nan Nan waved her hand nonchalantly.

"If you are going too far, then so be it. Sigh, I can't even be bothered to argue with you."

Was there any point in arguing?

Since it was useless, he might as well start right away.

"You!"

Elder Tung's expression changed when he heard that.

He had come today to try to ease the relationship between the two sides, but he did not expect this young man called Mo Nan to be so stubborn.

Do you really think this old man is afraid of you?

"Little friend, don't regret it."

Elder Tung stroked his beard and said slowly.

Mo Nan grinned and showed his white teeth. He said happily, "If I regret it, you will be my grandson."

Ci.

Tang's old face trembled, and he didn't have the strength to hold back. He pulled two of his beard off his chin. He was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He said angrily,

"Ignorance can't be taught!"

"Do it."

Tch.

Mo Nan snorted and rolled his eyes. "Do I need you to teach me?"

old rascal was still a little arrogant.

Don't think that an old man was qualified to be his teacher. In Mo Nan's opinion, sex was not worthy.

Although he had lost a lot of his long hair, in all fairness, the few people who taught him could be said to have a bright view of the world.

In comparison, the one surnamed Tang was nothing.

"Scram."

A Grandmaster of the Fann family attacked from the right. Mo Nan raised his saber and chopped down.

The sharp blade energy made the Grandmaster of the Fann family's scalp tingle. He had no choice but to dodge.

At the same time, Elder Tung punched out. He was getting stronger and stronger. The Spiritual Force in his fist made Mo Nan have no choice but to be careful.

A palm struck out from the right side. It was full of energy. It brushed against Elder Tung's wrist and cut off his strength.

Behind him. Behind him, another Grandmaster from the Fann family chased after him.

"What the f * ck?"2

Mo Nan's eyelids twitched.

There were times when people were poor.

His chest was hit by a palm, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. He didn't know how to react, but he took the opportunity to retreat from the encirclement of the three men.

"It's still barely possible."

Mo Nan smiled bitterly.

No matter how nice his words sounded, At the end of the day, He was also a Houtian master. He could fight two or three people at once, but that was a bit like a pig with its nose stuck in a green onion, pretending to be an elephant.

It was not like there was no other way.

After executing the Nameless Saber Technique, he killed Tang with a single strike. There was only thirty to forty percent of the Spiritual Force left in his body. Mo Nan estimated that even if he could not defeat the two Grandmasters of the Fann family, he would at least give it a try. It would not be a problem for him to retreat if he could not defeat them.

No one could stop him.

However, he didn't want to do so.

He did not deliberately make things difficult for himself. It was because he had recently discovered that he was too reliant on saber techniques. He had a feeling about the nameless knife techniques. All he knew was the fur.

Then he could only practice saber techniques.

There were two ways to practice the saber. The first was to immerse yourself in training and practice it ten thousand times a day. Even a fool could become a saber master.

Mo Nan did not have the energy to do so.

There was only the second way. Life and death battles were beneficial to cultivation. It was the same for saber techniques.

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