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The man named Mo Baichuan's Adam's apple rolled.

"Well, I'll be honest with you. I didn't kill any of them."

Mo Baili looked at Mo Baichuan in surprise.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you could kill those guys easily? How come it happened in just a short time? To be honest, you're exactly like those guys on the Internet who say they can last long before doing something, but the fight ends in three seconds."

"......"

Mo Baichuan's cheeks turned slightly red. What are you talking about? What are you talking about?

"Mo Baili, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of man who gets weak in three seconds? Do you think I am? No, I am not."

"I think so."

Mo Baichuan was startled when he heard a strange male voice and quickly turned to look at Yang Lin who was walking towards them in the darkness.

"Who are you and why are you eavesdropping on us?"

Who eavesdropped on your conversation? It was obviously you who came above me for no reason. With my physical fitness at the sixth level, it was hard not to hear it.

Yang Lin's expression changed slightly, and before he could say anything, he saw Mo Baili take a step forward.

"Senior, we are from the Mo family in Qingzhou. Judging from your eyes, you may be from the Divine Eye Clan in the capital."

The little girl has a good vision, much better than your brother.

Yang Lin pretended to admit it and nodded.

"Ah."

"The Divine Eye Clan?"

Mo Baichuan, who was beside Mo Baili, murmured something and immediately thought of the information he had seen on the Internet.

The Divine Eye Clan was a clan that was extremely united and powerful.

Although there are few people in the clan, everyone has excellent talent for cultivation, and strong people emerge one after another in the clan.

Not only can you fight, but the key is that even if you win, you can't kill them, because once they are discovered, the result will be that you will be hunted down by several powerful elders.

Hiss, it seems that the person standing in front of me is a big boss.

The Shentong Clan is countless times more powerful than his Qingzhou Mo family.

"Mo Baichuan, it's okay that you are stupid at ordinary times, but when facing this person, you must make your rusty brain work. Judging from his aura, the feeling he gives me is no less than that of the clan leader." Mo Baili whispered.

Hearing this, Mo Baichuan showed a look of horror.

He knew the strength of his family head, which was at the sixth level.

No matter where you stand, you are worthy of the attention of many people.

And the person standing in front of him was the Sixth Realm. It was too unbelievable.

"Mo Baili, I think his age is not much older than us. He even feels about the same age as me. It is impossible for him to cultivate so fast." He replied in voice transmission.

Mo Baili looked at him as if he were a fool.

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Don't you know that people with strong power can easily change their appearance? It's obvious that he doesn't want to expose his true appearance to others. How can he not know such a simple thing?"

Mo Baichuan showed a look of sudden realization.

So that's how it is. The other party is just an old bacon in the skin of a young boy.

Fortunately, Yang Lin didn't hear this, otherwise he would have grabbed the other person's collar and told him righteously that he was "18" this year.

"Excuse me, senior, are you also one of the southern barbarians who came here to hunt?" Mo Baihewen asked.

Mo Baichuan didn't say anything. He remembered very clearly what his sister had just said to him.

Once he speaks, it is easy to cause dissatisfaction and provoke the other party. He himself admits that this special ability.

So choose to nod instead of shaking your head as much as possible, and shake your head instead of nodding as much as possible.

"Yeah, of course."

Nonsense, if I'm not here to hunt the southern barbarians, what else can I do? Why would I come to this torturous place to suffer?

Yang Linxian really wanted to complain in his heart that the environment in this place was really bad.

"call."

Mo Baili let out a long sigh, not caring whether what the other person said was true or not.

"Then I have a question that I would like to ask you, senior. May I ask if it is okay?"

Yang Lin had already integrated into the template of a good guy and nodded slightly.

"can."

Mo Baili spoke at a moderate speed.

"These days, I have been traveling in the outer circle and have rarely found traces of the Nanman tribe. I wonder if you have had the same experience."

Yang Lin recalled that when he was flying over the northern border, it was difficult to see even a small lizard, let alone the southern barbarians.

Mo Baichuan glanced at the two of them and said, "Indeed, it is too difficult to find the Nanman tribe in the outer circle. I was wondering whether I should go to the inner circle to look for the Nanman tribe."

Mo Baili frowned.

"You and I are only at the fourth level. If we rashly enter the inner circle, wouldn't that be courting death?"

She didn't want to be captured by those crude southern barbarians. It was said that living in their prison was worse than death.

"Inner circle, it seems that the southern barbarians should be concentrated there." Yang Lin thought to himself.

"The inner circle is really dangerous. With the strength of you two little guys, accidents are bound to happen easily." Yang Lin persuaded.

The opponent's strength is only at the fourth level, which is very low.

He didn't know what the inner circle was like, but it would definitely not be weak.

At the very least, there is no shortage of strong people, and common people are as numerous as sesame seeds.

Once we find out that they are not of the same tribe, killing them is the lightest punishment.

If you happen to meet a few people with special fetishes, you will be in big trouble.

"Thank you for the reminder, senior. We are not that stupid. Baichuan, since the inner circle is out of reach, let's go to the outer circle for a while."

"Okay, sure. I also feel that our strength is too weak to enter the inner circle."

Yang Lin looked at the two people talking to each other, took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the stars that were as black as ink but with a few stars. He stomped the ground lightly with his right foot, and white mist filled and wrapped around his calves. He floated into the air with his whole body and suddenly accelerated, turning into a stream of white light and flying into the distance.

Mo Baili and the other person stopped talking and looked at Yang Lin's increasingly smaller figure.

"You should have seen it just now. A cloud rose up from under the feet of that big guy and dragged him into the air."

Mo Baili nodded.

"Nonsense, I am not blind, of course I can see it, and I guess that the thing must be a treasure."

"A treasure? How do you know?"

Mo Baili was silent for a few seconds, as if she was thinking.

"That kind of strange shape and elements are characteristics that only treasures have. Don't you see that the white object under his feet looks like a white cloud?"

"So this is the specialness of the treasure?"

"Yeah." Mo Baili simply hummed.

The treasures are mysterious and each one has special abilities.

Either defense, fighting, escape, or speed.

Different abilities and appearances will naturally lead to different results.

Mo Baichuan spread his white wings.

"A flying treasure, but I suddenly feel that my pair of wings are not so good anymore."

Mo Baili was speechless for a while. He felt that the other party's words also included him.