Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

The dense forest is full of towering trees. These giant trees are painted black, with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the earth, and the radius of a hundred meters is tightly covered.

Even sunlight can't penetrate and enter, so the light in this forest looks extremely dark.

But somewhere in this forest, the light is very bright, because the surrounding area seems to have been greatly damaged, the surrounding ancient trees collapsed, and the sawdust flew across.

At the place of the dirt flying debris, I saw the cracks spreading out, and it was more than a thousand feet before they could be stopped. At the end of the cracks, one was wearing a yellow brocade robe, thin, The eagle-eyed middle-aged man fell to the ground.

His face was pale, and the blood spray from his mouth stained his robe red.

"Uncle Le."

Seeing Mokole's tragic condition, Mokotian's mouth twitched like a cramp, and quickly took out some healing medicine from the mustard bracelet, handed it to Mokole, and immediately looked at Chen Mo gloomily:

"My friend, you're too vicious to start."

While Mo Ketian was speaking, the old man in a linen robe stood in front of Mo Ketian, looking at Chen Mo solemnly.

Because he couldn't see through Chen Mo's cultivation.

This man was able to severely wound Mokotian in the early stage of Lingpin Tianzhi with a single move, and his strength was the lowest in the middle stage of Lingpin Tianzhi.

And the man looks so young, he is younger than the young patriarch. Although it is not ruled out that the situation of Zhu Yan is successful, if he goes out, he can't die or die.

Therefore, this is the reason why the old Ma Pao didn't make a move.

"Good domineering spiritual power." Mokole looked at Chen Mo calmly, and after swallowing the holy medicine that Mokotian handed over, did he temporarily suppress the injury.

Chen Mo protects Xiao Wu. According to the system, his current cultivation level is only in the late stage of Lingpin Tianzhizun. Of course, Chen Mo does not know the specific strength, so he faces the old man in linen robe, Chen Mo. Nor did he act rashly.

Chen Mo said solemnly: "Who wants you to attack me first, in case you are here to kill me, of course you have to focus on it."

Mo Ketian's face turned dark. As the young patriarch of the Mo Kegu tribe, he was almost at the top of the world. Naturally, he would not put Chen Mo in his eyes, and of course he would not easily engage in evil:

"Then why are you following us?"

Mo Ketian glanced at Chen Mo, then looked at Xiao Wu again, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Among the many beauties he had seen, Xiao Wu's beauty ranked very well.

"I just want to ask you something."

Chen Mo did not relax his vigilance, and protected Xiao Wu, pulling away from Mo Ketian and the others.

With an Immortal Heavenly Supreme as a guard, the background behind him must be extraordinary. Even if Chen Mo can defeat this Immortal Heavenly Supreme, it is inevitable that he will not provoke a stronger teleportation.

"Ask something?" Mo Ketian put away the folding fan again, and said: "I don't know what this friend is called."

"Chen Mo." Chen Mo calmly said.

"In Lower Mokotian, the young patriarch of the Mokogu tribe." Mokotian stated his identity in a high-profile manner.

"Mokogu tribe."

Chen Mo's heart jumped. The Mokegu tribe was one of the five ancient races, and its overall strength was still the first of the five tribes. Among the tribes, there was even the Sage Heavenly Sovereign.

Unexpectedly, I met so soon.

If you remember correctly, in the original work, Qing Yanjing seems to have a marriage with the Mokogu tribe, and the system wants Chen Mo to capture Qing Yanjing.

In this way, the Mokogu tribe is a hostile relationship.

Seeing Chen Mo fell silent, Mo Ketian thought he was frightened by his background, and a haughty look suddenly appeared on his face, with a condescending tone in his words:

"I wonder what Brother Chen Mo wants to ask?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw that he had put up the score so quickly, but he still had to ask about the situation, so he gave him a hand:

"Brother Moko, my sister and I have just arrived in the Great Thousand World from other worlds. I don't know where we are now?"

"It's from a small world..." Mo Ketian murmured, his heart despised even more, and his condescending tone became that of a superior person:

"This is the Ruins Continent, also known as the Fragment Continent. The entire continent is composed of countless small-scale continental fragments. What you and I are currently in is the largest continent among these fragmented continents."

"Oh." Chen Mo continued: "Brother Na Mo Ke has heard of Ling Yan Pavilion."

"Lingyan Pavilion?" Mo Ketian folded the fan, shook his head, and said, "What little power?"

Chen Mo: "..."

"Brother Chen Mo, I see that your qualifications and strength are pretty good. You just came from a small world and you definitely don't have a place to stay. Would you like to join my ancient Maha clan as the elder of the Keqing?" Mo Ketian took the opportunity to solicit.

The old man in the linen robe behind Mo Ketian's eyes lit up. Although Chen Mo's strength is not high in the Mo Ke Gu clan, he is still in the middle and upper posture. Being a Ke Qing elder is still enough.

"Thank you Brother Mo Ke for your kindness, but I still like to be free." Chen Mo declined.

Xiao Wu stood behind Chen Mo timidly, without saying a word.

"In fact, the elder Keqing is a temporary post, he is still very free, and there are abundant resources to receive every year." Mo Ketian continued.

Chen Mo continued to refuse.

Mo Ketian's face sank, thinking that, as the young patriarch of the Mo Kegu tribe, he was rejected by a poor boy from a small world, and suddenly he was a little bit embarrassed.

But his good qualities didn't make him immediately turn his face and retreat, saying, "The mountains and rivers meet, Chen Mo, we will meet again in the future."

The brother was also omitted by him.

After speaking, they left immediately following the old man in Ma Pao.

"This person hasn't turned his face." Xiao Wu said at this moment.

"After all, it's a big family, let's go, let's go in and have a look..." Chen Mo said.

"Aren't we leaving?"

This forest scared Xiao Wu.

"Go in and have a look before you talk!"

If he didn't meet Mokotian, Chen Mo might leave, but Mokotian appeared here. As the young patriarch of the Mokogu tribe, there might be something good to be born.

Xiao Wu nodded and hugged Chen Mo's arms tightly.

Chen Mo didn't go in the direction of Mo Ketian, but changed the direction, with a little tiptoe, and Xiao Wu with his toes, skimming into this dark forest.

The color of the forest is gloomy, like the mouth of a demon.

Darkness enveloped in, engulfing the figures of Chen Mo and Xiao Wu, and his figure paused slightly, and all the movement behind, even the sound of the wind seemed to disappear in this instant.

The world became extremely silent, with only a little light, allowing him to see the direction clearly.

"It seems that this forest can not only resist the spirit power, but also can't hear the voices from outside." Chen Mo said solemnly.