Chapter 52

The next day, Bug and Mo Fan hurriedly said goodbye. The revival of the guild is approaching. Bug, as the founder and the head of Jiuli, one of the four departments, certainly has a lot of things. Being able to find time to accompany Mo Fan for a drink is already regarded as a busy leisure.

Mo Fan saw the bug disappear in the crowd and couldn't help saying to himself, "It seems that the bug boss has also grown a lot, and the original freedom alliance has returned." As if announcing something, a mysterious smile flashed from the corners of his mouth.

Then he checked out and left, but now it was daytime, and the flow of people on the street increased significantly. Mo Fan glanced at him and found a lot of dodges.

Obviously, many people secretly look at themselves. Mo Fan is calm, but he has a lot of doubts in his heart: Are these the eyeliners of the Cold Moon Gate?

Mo Fan immediately denied that except for the peripheral members, they are all senior players. The stalking plan will not be so bad, and it is impossible to use peripheral players to stare at a person like me who is extremely appreciated.

Mo Fan was suspicious, but he still decided to watch the change and turn around and integrate into the crowd.

In fact, Mo Fan is too worried. The reason why so many people secretly look at him is that he is because of his appearance and temperament. Han Yuemen didn't think about it, because in their opinion, the risk of stalking is too great, and the master has the temper of a master. In case their men are accidentally found and annoy this super master, That's not worth the loss.

After all, breaking the plot of the Hero Conference is the leading event in the world in a hundred years. Now Mo Fan and Mo Jun's sharpness has even surpassed many popular masters in those years.

For this matter, although everyone knows that the plot has been broken, as for who has been broken, not many people know it. The people of the three major guilds keep it strictly confidential, lest other guilds know and increase competitors. The rest of the dispersion is that the interests of players have little to do with each other. It depends on the mood, but when it comes to appearance. There are also many differences. If Mo Fan stands on the street, he may not be recognized. Jianghu Fengyun does not have screenshot and video functions. Only the official has the right to use these two functions, and he doesn't know what calculations have been made.

But it can't take screenshots, but it has a portrait function, which requires senior painters (a professional kind) to paint. This requires not only a very high level of painting, but also needs to sketch on the spot. Generally, there are very few professional players. Only the big guild will focus on training, especially the profession of painters. The cost is not only extremely high, but also The use is very limited, and the cost performance is extremely uneconomical. Generally, it is impossible for a guild to have it.

Without gossip, Mo Fan walked to a secret forest in the south of Yushui, leaned against a big tree and released a pigeon.

The pigeon will come back soon:

Welcome back, Shang Shang.

Mo Fan smiled at the corners of his mouth, thought about it, and replied with a message:

What, are you married?

The other side seemed to hesitate for a while, and it took a long time to send back a message:

Well, I plan to get married in May this year, and he is also playing this game.

Mo Fan took a breath and sent another message:

What's the name?

A message will come back soon:

The name of the game is: Silence.

Mo Fan seemed to be choked by saliva and coughed. He had heard of this silence. Jianghu people call "mad monk" as a clear heart. He is very famous and righteous. Moreover, when he heard Mo Jun talk about Guangming, Mo Jun also spoke highly of him. In this regard, she found a good man. But the only thing that makes Mo Fan entangled is that Silence is a monk. Even if it's just in the game, it's awkward to look at it.

Mo Fan coughed and replied:

Silence... That's a monk!

It's faster this time:

What's wrong with the monk? I just like it! Besides, he is not a monk in reality, but a cute little man.

Mo Fan replied:

How do you know each other?

There is a reply:

We are in the same company.

Mo Fan smiles:

Office love!

back:

Why, can't it be?

Mo Fan's reply:

Of course, I wish you happiness. I have something else to do now. I'll talk to you later.

The other side replied, "Well, come on, Shang Shang!"

Mo Fan released another pigeon, but he did not receive a response for a long time. After waiting, he said, "Forget it" and rose up, launched his light skills, and quickly ran to Xiangfan City south of Yushui.

Yushui and Xiangfan are still a little far away. Mo Fan is outstanding and it took nearly a day to reach Xiangfan. When he arrived at Xiangfan, it was already close to dusk.

Mo Fan found the post station in the city and sent it to Qingcheng non-stop. After talking to the bugs, Mo Fan had a lot in mind.

If you want to find a wild monster and don't know when to find it, it's better to find a weak leader and seize the leader's order.

There are always hundreds of Jianghu Fengyun Sects, all of which can serve players, only distinguish between unpopular and unpopular. Compared with the Wuyue Sword Sect, this Qingcheng Sect is a little more unpopular. The player's disciples do not exceed three digits. If it weren't for the destruction of Yu Canghai as the best martial arts, Qingcheng Sect is likely to be a younger brother. I can't even get it.

When it comes to the Wuyue Sword School, we have to talk about the Huashan School. The Huashan School is not only the Wuyue Sword School, but also one of the six major schools. It is the most powerful and the most player disciple of the Wuyue Sword School.

Return to the topic, Mo Fan bears the Jade Girl Heart Sutra. The jade girl swordsmanship is not inferior to any famous swordsmanship, and he has also learned some of the martial arts of the Jiuyin True Sutra, the Jiuyin True Sutra, and the general outline of the world's martial arts, claiming to be able to break the world's martial arts. Mo Fan can also destroy Mo Fan's palm, but he doesn't know if it is the same way.

Because of this, Mo Fan planned to find Yu Canghai's eyebrows. After all, the Qingcheng School is mainly swordsmanship, and Yu Canghai is also rated as a super first-class master in the forum, which is much easier to handle than some peerless leaders.

The head of the sect must be ordered by the head, which is 70 percentage points higher than that of the wild boss. Mo Fan thinks it is profitable.

Mo Fan sat alone in the carriage and suddenly remembered a trip with Qingyuan when he first entered the world. For this charming girl, as the first player Mo Fan knew, Mo Fan still felt a little worried and couldn't help thinking: I don't know how she is?

Thinking about it, the carriage suddenly stopped, and he was also notified by the driver that the carriage needed to rest at a post station and could not get on for half an hour.

There must be a tea shed next to the post station. Mo Fan ordered a pot of tea and sat down to pass the half hour.

This post station is a relatively remote place. Except for a teahouse and an official post station, there is nothing and no player.

After drinking tea for a while, Mo Fan suddenly heard the sound of the horse. When he turned around, there was a green figure. He stopped his horse, gave it to Xiao Er in the teahouse, and sat down to drink tea.

Mo Fan looked carefully and suddenly felt very familiar and couldn't help saying, "Qingyuan?"

The man suddenly turned his head, stood up from his chair, looked at Mo Fan, and then said hesitantly, "Mo Fan?"

Mo Fan nodded, and Qingyuan came over happily, sat down at the table on his side, and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to the Qingcheng School, and the groom is resting." Mo Fan replied, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be full of smiles, obviously very happy.

Qingyuan said, "That's not far away. The next post station will go to Qingchengpai."

Then, Qingyuan looked up and down at Mo Fan again: "I can't see that you have made great progress. Now I am not your opponent. Is there any adventure?"

For Qingyuan, Mo Fan didn't want to hide anything and immediately said, "My original sect is the ancient tomb school, but now I have made some achievements."

Qingyuan smiled on her face. In fact, she was also very happy about this encounter. Although she was extremely beautiful, she used to be the infinite girlfriend of the cold moon door, and the scenery was infinite. In fact, she has few friends. For Mo Fan, a novice, she has trusted him from the bottom of her heart since she saw him. She is so scheming that she would not believe a person so easily, but sometimes the world's opportunities are unpredictable. Qingyuan trusted Mo Fan very much, and this smile was also rare and sincere, saying, "Not bad! Then remember to protect me in the future."

Mo Fan smiled bitterly. He said, "You don't forget to use me as a gun all the time."

"That's," Qingyuan showed a rare proud look, and then looked at Mo Fan and said, "Why, you are still short of money now, and you still wear that dress! Or, what's the special meaning?"

Mo Fan looked down at himself and couldn't help smiling bitterly again. He actually wore the white shirt that Qingyuan gave him at the beginning and said, "Well, can you stop laughing at me?"

"Hey." Qingyuan smiled playfully, and then took out a few silver tickets from his arms and secretly stuffed them into Mo Fan's clothes. Mo Fan was no longer what he used to be. This action was immediately discovered. He held Qingyuan's wrist in one hand and said, "Qingyuan, I'm not short of money."

Qingyuan's pretty face was rigid and said, "Who gave you the money? This is the protection fee for you. You have to protect me in the future!" After saying that, he broke away Mo Fan's slightly relaxed hand, stuffed the silver ticket into Mo Fan's clothes, and said by the way, "Well, the skin is still so good. I'll touch it a few more times." After saying that, he really pinched and touched Mo Fan's upper body.

Mo Fan smiled bitterly and helplessly, took Qingyuan's hand away and said, "What's the matter this time?"

Qingyuan frowned and thought for a while and said, "I'll send something to Qingcheng to do something. You are responsible for protecting me. Someone may chase me. You just need to send it to your destination. Anyway, is it the same place?"

Mo Fan stared at Qingyuan for a long time, and the latter was embarrassed and said, "What, do you like the slave family?"

Mo Fan smiled and said, "I'm thinking that whoever marries you is really lucky."

Qingyuan smiled charmingly and said, "What, are you obsessed with me?"

Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's go. It's not too late. I'll lead the horse. Let's go."

Qingyuan looked at him sadly and said, "I haven't drunk this tea yet. How can the prince be so anxious? He has to let the slave's throat to be enchanted with the prince!"

Xiao Er in the teahouse was stunned, but Mo Fan was like an insulator and said with a frozen face, "Let's go. I still want to earn this money earlier."

Qingyuan was so coquettish that he sat on the horse brought by Mo Fan. Mo Fan led the horse, and the two went to Qingcheng.