Boom! Boom! !

    The terrifying sound of the dragon''s chant directly shattered the glass on the window.

    Some light and small objects around him were also pushed all around at once, and fell to the ground together.

    The whole room became chaotic in an instant!

    Mo Nan could clearly feel that a blurry dragon phantom slowly formed in the Six Paths Book of Heaven. This phantom was still very small and ethereal, but it was directly in the Six Paths Book of Heaven as if it was conceived. formed.

    "Is this the breath of a heavenly dragon? How is it possible? Even in the heavens, the dragon clan is extinct, so how could it possibly exist in these six heavenly books?" Mo Nan''s shock was no small matter.

    Because he was surprised to find that the conceived dragon was actually absorbing his spiritual power.

    The degree of absorption is very fast, close to crazy absorption!

    Mo Nan almost wanted to stop it, but it was too late. A painful sound came out of his throat, and his whole body was lifted one meter above the ground by an inexplicable force, floating in the air.

    A whirlwind slowly formed in the whole room, swirling a lot of paper together!

    At this time, a voice finally came from outside.

    "What''s going on? The sound from there?"

    "Mr. Mo''s room! Mr. Mo? Mr. Mo, are you alright?" There were noisy voices from outside, obviously a lot of people came.

    Master Xiong and Miss Ning were among those who made the sound just now.

    Mo Nan was in the room, and fell to the ground with a bang. He was sweating profusely, panting, and replied in a deep voice: "I''m fine, let''s all go back!"

    When Ms. Ning saw outside, even the window glass was shattered into powder, and the sound was so terrifying just now, something must have happened, but Mr. Mo didn''t want everyone to see it.

    She waved back left and right: "You all step back! Don''t let anyone disturb Mr. Mo!"

    She and Master Xiong looked at each other and chose to stay.

    Mo Nan took the two elixir that he carried with him, recovered quietly for a while, and found that the embryo of the flood dragon in the Six Dao Tianshu was satisfied and fell into a deep sleep.

    He couldn''t help smiling wryly to himself: "You will take advantage of the fisherman, but it''s a pity that you have absorbed all the spiritual power in my body, and I have to recover for a few days. I hope I won''t make a move tomorrow!"

    "Mr. Mo, are you really okay? Can we come in?" Miss Ning''s voice was a little anxious at the door.

    "Come in!" Mo Nan also needed to change a room, so it was natural that Ms. Ning would arrange it.

    As soon as the door opened, the two people at the door were startled when they saw the chaos in the room.

    "Mr. Mo, what''s wrong with you?" Lord Xiong walked in quickly.

    Miss Ning found that although the whole room was very messy, there was a strange pattern faintly formed, and she didn''t know what to say for a while.

    "Mr. Mo, why are you sweating so profusely? You don''t have any problems with your internal skills, do you?"

    Miss Ning knew that people like them from the Guwu family would sometimes wreak havoc when practicing internal skills or moves. She suddenly saw the silk scroll of the Warring States Period not far from Mo Nan. Isn''t this what Second Master Yan and the others gave Mo Nan tonight?

    Mo Nan''s face was indeed very pale. He stood up and said, "Miss Ning, change another room for me! I''m fine, so don''t worry!"

    "okay!"

    Miss Ning quickly brought Mo Nan to the next room, and Mo Nan didn''t have anything to say, and just started to recover.

    Seeing this, Miss Ning and Master Xiong had no choice but to leave the room.

    "Could it be that there is something wrong with this Warring States Silk Book?" Miss Ning held the Warring States Silk Book, a look of horror flashed in her eyes. She was the referrer who asked Second Master Yan to buy this Warring States Silk Book and give it to Mo Nan.

    If something really went wrong, she must be responsible for it!

    "Damn it, it must be the old guy Yan Gou who sold him and made Mr. Mo look like this! Damn it, he''s still drinking outside, right? Wait until I catch him!"

    Master Xiong was furious and rushed out in a hurry.

    After a while, an old man with a beard was dragged and dragged over. Behind them were two tough men who were the bigwigs in Wuyang City.

    "Yan Gou, is this fucking scroll of the Warring States period fake? Look, Mo Zhenren has become like this after practicing!" Master Xiong whispered angrily, pointing at the destroyed room.

    Yan Gou was almost pushed to the ground by him, struggled to stand up, and shouted: "Jin Xiong, don''t be shameless, since when did I sell fake things? This is a silk book of the Warring States Period, not an inner strength method. What cultivation?"

    The boss of Wuyang City sneered: "Jin Xiong, you didn''t invite a fake back and found out that there is no show tomorrow, so you can vent your anger on Yan Gou?"

    "That''s right! We''ll meet tomorrow! You used to brag about how powerful Mo Zhenren you invited, and you still had to hold your feet in a hurry. Now if something goes wrong, blame me. Hmph!" Yan Gou didn''t want to take the blame.

    "Damn dog, do you want me to break your dog''s leg?" Master Xiong said angrily.

    The boss of Wuyang City smiled and said: "Is it interesting for you to bully this little one? Yangou has always been only doing business and neglecting other things. If you want to move him, you will cut off the supply of goods in several cities! Next time, you If you want to invite foreign aid, you can invite a few more reliable ones, if Huajin masters can''t afford it, you can find me to cooperate!"

    Another big guy came up and put Yan Gou on the shoulders, pulled him away, and said as he walked, "What kind of shit is real! That''s the kind of guy!"

    "This is bragging, and I''m afraid of death tomorrow, so I might as well create a self-destructive meridian and save my reputation!"

    "I just said don''t come, just keep drinking! Shit, Mo Zhenren, you can even use up your kung fu!"

    The three of them talked loudly, then went back to drink while hooking their shoulders together.

    Master Xiong was so angry that his eyes almost burst into flames.

    ...

    The next day, it was February 2nd again, the day when the dragon raised its head.

    Early this morning, the venue for the party was ready.

    Where the bigwigs gather, it''s not a negotiating table, but an arena the size of a basketball court.

    The people sitting around are all bigwigs from the underground forces in Jiangnan Province.

    "How could he be eligible to enter?" Yan Yinghao had just sat down with a few members of the Waihai family when he suddenly saw Mo Nan walking in with a group of people.

    Yan Yinghao was so angry that he clenched his fists. He wanted to bring Yan Yun''er, Yu Qiaoshan and the others in, but it took a lot of tricks to find a place. Although the three of them have gone back now, it made them even more uncomfortable. He minds.

    Now seeing Mo Nan, a boy who relies on being a gangster under Lord Xiong, walks in like nothing happened, how can he not be angry.

    "Hmph! Very good! When it comes to the final friendship match, I''ll have you!" Yan Yinghao gritted his teeth and sat down.

    Mo Nan didn''t know that Yan Yinghao was there, or he didn''t care whether he was there or not.

    Second Master Yan and Master Xiong are going to say hello to other bigwigs, but Mo Nan will not participate.

    He had just found a place to sit down when a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

    "Hehe! It''s really you, buddy!" A big fat man sat beside Mo Nan carelessly.

    Seeing the fat man''s funny face, Mo Nan couldn''t help but smile slightly: "Xiong Er, what a coincidence!"

    "Isn''t it! Is the bell that I sold you a few days ago still working?" Xiong Er touched his pocket and handed Mo Nan a bag of potato chips, while he himself opened a bowl of pig''s trotters and grabbed one on the spot. Chewed up.

    Although Mo Nan met Xiong Ercai for the second time, he still liked this kind of pleasant chat, and said, "Of course it''s not enough for your 14 million!"

    "Hey, buddy, your words are so bitter! We are all fair trades, right? We all said that it is donated to children in impoverished mountainous areas!"

    Mo Nan smiled faintly, half of the people in the venue had already entered.

    But everyone''s voices were not loud, and even Xiong Er lowered his voice. Obviously, the whole atmosphere became depressing before the negotiations between the bosses started.

    Xiong Er gnawed two pig''s trotters, and said vaguely: "We in Jiangdu are under a lot of pressure this time. I don''t know if Er Ye Yan can stand it. If it collapses, I think even the shops in Changzhou District will be closed in the future. !By the way, which boss do you buy this time to win? I heard that a real grandmaster came from overseas this time!"

    "Oh? Who''s there?" Mo Nan asked casually.