1877: C1877 Shut the F*ck Up!

C1877 Shut the F*ck Up!

Mo Nan could vaguely understand what Yun Mou meant. The Ji family was one of the nine great families. They were naturally stronger than Yun Mou and the Yunzhou City, but they weren't confident that they could kill Yun Mou.

They were no longer confident that they could keep Yun Mou alive and offend him. It was a taboo to offend a Martial God, especially those Martial Gods who were like rootless duckweed. If they allowed the latter to escape, they would be able to destroy the foundation of the Ji family at any time.

For this, the Ji family had no choice but to compromise.

Thinking about this, Mo Nan let out a sigh of relief. What he feared the most was that Yun Mou would be dragged into trouble because of him. However, since Yun Mou had the confidence, it was a pity that he had relaxed a little.

"Right, Uncle Yun Mou."

Mo Nan changed the topic after a while.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Young master, you are too kind. If you need anything, you can leave it to me."

"Help me find some spiritual herbs. If you can't buy them, you can find some related information."

Without rejecting Yun Mou's help, Mo Nan told Bingqing and Bingqing about the herbs they needed in the future.

After saying that, he looked at Yun Mou nervously.

"Can you do it?"

Yun Mou chuckled. His attitude was more straightforward than expected.

"Young master, what do you think of the Martial God? To put it bluntly," he said. As long as I speak, the Hundred Kitchen and Spirit Medicine Pavilion will take the initiative to help me collect these herbs."

"There are less than a hundred Martial Gods in the Upper Realm, and the Zhong Prefecture is huge. The division refers to the fact that I'm in charge of 1% of the Zhong Prefecture's territory. Everything that grows in this territory belongs to me."

Yun Mou shook his head and smiled. He found it funny in his heart. It seemed like the young master still didn't understand what a Martial God represented.

In the Upper Realm, in the Zhong Prefecture, the Martial God basically meant that there was nothing that could not be done, only that he wanted to do it and did not want to do it.

"If these spiritual herbs are really precious, I will definitely have to pay a great price, but I can definitely collect them. You don't have to worry about it."

"Really?"

Mo Nan was overjoyed when he heard that. Although he did not want to trouble Yun Mou, he did not know who else to look for other than Yun Mou.

The whereabouts of the old men were still unknown. Even if they were found, they might not be able to help much. After all, in terms of ability, these old men were definitely not as useful as Yun Mou, who was the city lord.

"Uncle Yun Mou, thank you." The knot in his heart was finally resolved. What Mo Nan needed to do next was to wait patiently. Thinking about this, he could not help but thank Yun Mou again.

Yun Mou, on the other hand, was a little unhappy. He seemed to be slightly angry.

"Young master, do you still treat me as an outsider?"

Mo Nan scratched his head and smiled.

Yun Mou was also happy after that. He probably did not expect this. Young master has such purity. Initially, he thought that this young master had a thick face. He didn't expect that he would be so reserved towards his own people.

This point, This point was very similar to the old patriarch.

After chatting for a while, Yun Mou decided to leave first. After he turned around, he suddenly remembered something. He looked at Mo Nan again and said,

"By the way, young master, it will take a few more days for the Ghost Valley to return. If you have nothing to do these few days, you can go to the Yun family to take a look. After all, this is the place where you used to live."

"Since we have already arrived at the Yunzhou City, it's not appropriate to not go to the Yun family to take a look..."

Mo Nan thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand."

Yun Mou did not say anything else and turned around to leave.

After he left, Mo Nan recalled the map Tu Qin gave him when he left Liehyang City. The location of Yun family was clearly marked on the map.

Only now did he realize that the old location of the Yun family was near the Yunzhou City. If it wasn't for Yun Mou's reminder, he would have forgotten about it. Initially, he thought that he could go and take a look if he had the chance.

It was better to choose a day than a day. Why not tomorrow?

...

At dawn, Mo Nan brought Little White, Pang Hu, and Qing Styx out of City Lord's Mansion.

What should be said was that the current small team had become much stronger when they first arrived in the Upper World. Not only did they have Little White, even Pang Hu had broken through to the Martial Saint Stage realm.

Mo Nan thought about himself again and felt embarrassed. As the core member of the team, he was actually the one with the lowest cultivation realm...

Finding Chang Xu had become an urgent matter.

He sighed in his heart and tried his best not to show it. In the end, he was still looked at by a big tiger who did not have any eyes. The tiger waved its claws and said, "Master, you are right.

"Master, don't worry. This tiger will never abandon you because you are weak."

Mo Nan was speechless.

Shut up!

Which pot can't you open and which pot can you bring up?

Fortunately, as soon as he left City Lord's Mansion, someone attracted his attention. Mo Nan looked up and saw a few people standing outside the prefecture, as if they were waiting for him.

When they saw Mo Nan come out, they seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time and came forward to welcome him.

"Young Master, my name is Yun Meng."

The leader of the few warriors was a Martial Saint warrior. He said excitedly, "I am the same as Lord Yun Mou. I was indebted to the old patriarch back then."

Hearing what he said, After hearing what he said, Mo Nan understood that this man was probably one of the Yun family's guards.

"Master said that young master might go to the old site of the Yun family today. He was afraid that you would run into danger if you went there alone, so he sent me to lead the way and protect you at the same time."

Yun Meng said quickly.

Mo Nan didn't refuse. Since it was Yun Mou who arranged the people personally, he could naturally trust them. He also knew what Yun Mou was worried about. The latter was a Martial God, so he naturally wouldn't worry about the Ji family taking revenge. However, who knew if the Ji family would vent its anger on old rascal.

After agreeing, Mo Nan walked out of the city under the lead of a warrior who called himself Yun Meng. As he moved, he asked:

"Yun Meng? How come I don't remember this name on the family tree..."

Logically speaking, as long as it was given a surname, it should be recorded on the family tree.

Hearing this, Yun Meng could not help but feel a little embarrassed and said," Young master, the Yun family no longer has anyone to worry about. Naturally, no one can give the surname... "

Mo Nan blinked his eyes in confusion. After a long time, he finally understood what this brother meant. It was just that the Yun family was no longer around. Hence, he took the initiative to let himself have a surname of Yun. It was just a thought.

He didn't expect Mo Nan to open his mouth again. Yun Meng quickly said,

"If young master is not willing, I will change my name back."

old rascal waved his hand and said, "What can I not be happy about?"1

Then, he looked at Yun Meng gratefully. "I should be the one thanking you guys for causing trouble in the Yun family. There are still people who remember this clan."

To put it bluntly, in this day and age, even in the Upper Realm, no matter how big the matter was, it would only become a hot topic for a period of time. After that, people would forget about it.

If it wasn't for Yun Mou, Yun Meng, and the others, some of them would have forgotten about it a long time ago. There was once a family called the Yun family in the Upper Realm. As for him, If it weren't for these people who missed the kindness of the Yun family, he might not have lived to this day.

At the same time, he reminded everyone that the weather had turned cold and that they must be careful to keep warm. They shouldn't be too concerned with their manners and not the temperature.

There was another chapter later. There were only two chapters today, plus yesterday's chapter. We owe everyone six chapters.

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