1550: C1550 Will She be Able to Come Back?

C1550 Will She be Able to Come Back?

It was easier said than done. From now on, Mo Nan would at most reach the Grandmaster realm.

It was not as simple as just falling. That was why the person above stopped loving him after checking his condition.

Putting that aside, Chang Xu was still worried about himself, a Martial God. If he were to check Mo Nan's body carefully, it would be easy for him to discover Mo Nan's existence.

He had a lot of enemies.

Who knew if the real identity of the person above him was also a part of his past that he could not bear to look back on.

After all, even in the Upper Realm, there were only a few Martial Gods.

old rascal naturally did not know what he was thinking. At this moment, he was also dumbfounded.

Initially, he thought that it was just a drop in his realm. When he turned back and put in effort, he would still be able to cultivate back. Who would have thought...

Now it was over.

Mo Nan smiled bitterly. At the same time, his heart was filled with confusion.

He really wanted to act cool for a while. He could imagine that if Shi Jun and the others were gone and he could not cultivate, Wu Sen and his enemies would let him go easily.

It was over. It was all over.

While he was muddleheaded, the middle-aged man had already pointed in the direction of the peak of Kunlun Mountain. He wanted Mu Ruyan, Shi Jun, and the others to go ahead and wait for him at the passageway.

The giant eye in the sky had already vanished silently when it saw this scene.

Only then did old rascal come back to his senses. His heart was faintly anxious as he hurriedly shouted and asked. He said to the middle-aged man. "Wait, wait," he said to the middle-aged man. Then, my masters and Elder Mo, will they come back after going to the Upper Realm?"

Shi Jun and the others were also puzzled.

The middle-aged man did not explain. He frowned and waved at them, telling them to leave first.

"Stinky, take care of yourself."

"Don't come to us..."

Yang Zifong and the others said goodbye to Mo Nan before they left.

Finally, it was Elder Mo. He came over and patted Mo Nan's shoulder. He said with a sad expression, "Yun-er, our child has grown up..."

"Stinky, don't cause trouble. Just wait patiently. One day, I will bring your mother back to the lower realm."

Mo Nan had an anxious look on his face. Just as he was about to say something, Elder Mo had already left with Mrs Wang's company.

Mrs Wang whispered to Mo Nan a few more times. She did not have time to pass on what she had learned and remembered to Mo Nan one by one. Fortunately, she had the time during these years. I wrote down some of those ancient martial arts and martial arts techniques. She had left behind half of what she knew, in the courtyard where she used to live at the village entrance.

Seeing the group of old men who had watched him grow up leave, Mo Nan felt a sense of loss. What he cared about the most was Elder Mo. He did not even have the time to ask the old man why he was so handsome...

They left. They all left.

Soon after, Mo Nan's realm dropped and he returned to the mountain.

Just when he was feeling empty and frustrated, and was about to find a quiet place to calm down, a voice came from behind him.

"Kid."

Unknowingly, the middle-aged man landed behind him and called out to him.

"Is something the matter?"

old rascal rolled his eyes in anger.

To be honest, he really did not have a good impression of this so-called gatekeeper. If it was not for the fact that this fellow was completely useless, how could he let Mu Ruyan and the others freely enter and exit the lower realm?

If the people from the few sects were unable to freely enter and exit the lower realm, then there wouldn't be so many things that happened afterwards.

Hence, today's result would come. This fellow had to take full responsibility.

The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed Mo Nan's resentment. He rolled his eyes in anger. At this moment, he really wanted to say, "If you can do it, you can do it!

He didn't want to be this bullshit gatekeeper anymore. Fortunately, he had finally reached the end of his career...

He still had a good temper and did not get angry. He raised his eyebrows happily and said, "Boy, at least I have helped you before. It's fine if you don't thank me. Why are you so angry at me?"

"You helped me before?" Mo Nan was stunned. He looked carefully and confirmed that he did not have any impression of this person.

"The Liu family did help me for the sake of Ghost Valley, but if it weren't for me, do you think the old ancestor of Jin family would let you go so easily?"

After all, he was a gatekeeper. He was the one who gave away the resources of the great clan every year, and offended him. Later on, the Jin family wouldn't even be able to get a single cultivation resource. Therefore, the old ancestor of the Jin family had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Is that true?" Mo Nan only found out today that the person who helped him didn't know about the person from the Ghost Valley.

Thinking about this, His expression immediately changed. He smiled warmly.

"Uncle..."

"I believe in Yu."

The middle-aged man was speechless. He knew that this shameless brat had to climb the pole.

As expected, Mo Nan rubbed his hands and smiled. "Uncle Yu, look, they are all old acquaintances. How about you open a back door? " This time, when we're going to the Upper Realm, bring me one. "

To be honest, old rascal really didn't want to stay.

On one hand, there were too many enemies in the Lower Realm. Once Shi Jun and the others left, he could find a deep forest to hide in. It didn't matter if he hid for the rest of his life, but what about Su Bingqing and the other girls?

On the contrary, if he went to the higher realm, Wu Sen and the others would be afraid and wouldn't dare to touch anyone related to him.

On the other hand, he was really worried about Elder Mo and the other old men.

There was nothing he could do about it.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said, "What are you thinking? There were quite a few magnates who were paying attention to this trip. It could be said that there were people watching every single move here and there. For no reason at all, there were many of them. "You are the only one who hung me up, do you think I have a long life?"

Right now, the lower realm that he was guarding had caused so many troubles. Those magnates were already very unhappy with him. It was a shame that the old ancestor of the Feather Clan had risked his life to protect him. The middle-aged man thought that if he dared to act recklessly again... Hehe, he reckoned that the old ancestor would want to kill him with his own hands.

Therefore, it was impossible to secretly bring Stinky up.

"Tch, I called you uncle for nothing..."

Mo Nan immediately curled his lips and said.

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched. F * ck, can you not be so realistic?

Without giving him the chance to turn hostile, Mo Nan had already taken a step forward and returned to his original question. He blinked and said, "Then, can Shi Sheng and the others return to the lower realm?"

At this moment, old rascal was extremely nervous. If Shi Sheng and Elder Mo did not return, he would be in deep trouble.

The middle-aged man sighed. He frowned and said hesitantly,1

"I can't say for sure, but I advise you not to have too much hope."

"Your father, that woman from the Wang family, including the Ghost Valley, are people from the Upper Realm. After returning to the Upper Realm, they will not be able to come down for a short period of time."

"As for Stone Saint and the others, according to what I know, there are already some magnates in the Upper Realm who value their talents and intended to keep them and take them into their own forces."

This might not be a bad thing for Shi Jun and Yang Zifong. After all, although the Spiritual Forces in the Lower Realm had recovered, the inheritance of martial arts was still cut off. If they wanted to walk further on the path of martial arts, staying in the Upper Realm would be the best outcome.

But...

They were all fine now. What do I do?

old rascal looked at the middle-aged man with a bitter smile. He was at a loss again.

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not ask Shi Jun and the others to give up their future for him.

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