Han Mo turned around.

Ye Wuchen also turned around, glanced at Bai Bing in surprise, and winked.

Aren't you going to do some acting in this?

Bai Bing said: "Brother, where did you buy this map? Don't pretend it, give it to me too."

When the other monks heard this, they said, "I want it too."

"Me too."

Who wouldn’t want a map that can identify restricted areas for someone who is unfamiliar with this place?

I just don’t dare to say it, these are all the top geniuses in mainland China, and even hard-core people cannot fit into this circle.

Han Mo looked at Bai Bing, squinted his eyes for a moment, and said with a smile: "I know you, an evil cultivator from the Suzaku tribe."

I felt relieved in my heart, thinking that I had been found out, and the Holy Son Zhao Lan would turn around and be dissatisfied again.

Bai Bing was surprised, "Do you mean to give it to me for free? Thank you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Han Mo frowned and moved his hands away. How could this uneducated boy be so rude?

No wonder Zhao Lan said that this evil cultivator has a bad character.

But the next moment, his eyes blurred, and he found that the formation plate in his hand suddenly disappeared, and suddenly ran into Bai Bing's hand.

The formation plate fell into Bai Bing's hands, and he thanked him: "Thank you for the gift. From now on, we will be good brothers."

When the surrounding monks saw it, they ran over with jealousy, "Senior Brother Han, Brother Han, are there any more?"

"Can I pay for it?"

It’s so generous and generous. One more gift isn’t too much, right?

Han Mo:???

Ye Wuchen also smiled and said: "Senior Brother Mo is so generous. It seems that the terrain of this restricted area is already familiar to me. Let's go and don't waste time on this little evil cultivator."

"Who is your brother?"

Han Mo was furious. He was not taken advantage of. This map was very valuable. "Bring it back to me."

He still hasn't seen clearly how Bai Bing got away.

Professional pickpocket?

But at this moment, Bai Bing suddenly said, "Listen."

"I heard nothing, I."

Han Mo suddenly paused, and he did hear a voice.

Distant and sublime.

It was a tiger roar, with a vicissitudes of life, an ancient atmosphere, and a bit of sadness.

"The lost race, the White Tiger!"

Some monks were shocked and looked to the horizon.

In the distance, on the foggy sky, a huge white tiger with pale stripes appeared. It moved around in the dark sky and disappeared after a moment.

"When the vision appears, a treasure must be born!"

The monks swarmed away like locusts.

"Did you show up so soon?"

Han Mo squinted his eyes and murmured to himself, then smiled and said: "That's fine, I'll know the details once you try it."

He looked towards Ye Wuchen.

There is no understanding of the night.

"Senior Brother Mo, don't worry. Senior Brother Zhao Lan said that if he dares to repeat his old tricks and intentionally sabotage this trial, he will be killed without mercy."

Han Mo squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the white tiger disappeared.

To be honest, he didn't care much about this level of inheritance. He was from the Divine Phoenix Clan, and unlike this little evil cultivator, he didn't want to sacrifice his worth for something like this.

I really don’t know why Zhao Lan went to such great lengths to deal with him.

However, it doesn't matter if he can complete the mission as soon as possible. There is something better waiting for him deep in the secret realm.

At this time, a monk came hesitantly next to him.

"What's the matter?" Han Mo frowned.

The monk hesitated and said, "Um, do you still need a map? I can also call you brother."

He saw with his own eyes that the big brother handed the map to the boy without saying a word.

In this declining world, people's hearts are complicated, and there are very few Taoist friends who are so generous.

"..."

"No, get out!"

…

"Let's go together, we can't let him take the map away." Han Mo's face was gloomy. He felt very uncomfortable. Without a map, I'd have no idea what the hell I was doing.

Passing through the desolate forest, we soon came to an ancient cave.

The stone door, which is dozens of feet high, is tightly closed and not simple. It is carved with various runes and totems, and a huge white tiger statue in the center is lifelike.

Using his spiritual sense to explore, he felt a tiger's roar coming out of the wild wilderness, shaking in all directions.

"It is undoubtedly the authentic work of White Tiger!"

"I feel the power from the wilderness!"

The faces of the monks were excited, and Bai Bing noticed that their eyes were dyed with a strange silvery white color.

By the way, why didn't I hear it?

He used the system, but the system's prompt was only "Contamination detected", but no parasite family was detected.

Maybe it's because it's far away.

Bai Bing thought and heard a cold voice.

"Xie Xiu Bai Bing, the map is back." Han Mo said.

Evil cultivator?

Where are the evil cultivators?

There are monks from all over here, who are attracted by the authentic work of the White Tiger. Now when I look at it, I find that the speaker is actually one of the peak masters of the Divine Phoenix Clan, Han Mo.

When I followed my gaze again, I was shocked.

"I know this person!"

"The great disciple of Old Demon Nanxuan, the remnant of the world, that Bai Bing?"

Immediately, many fearful eyes came to the scene. Most of them were talented people from all over the mainland. They were well-informed and had heard about that incident and the deeds of evil cultivators.

Bai Bing looked at it and said ashamedly: "How come you all know me? I don't even know you."

"Even if a mere evil cultivator dares to come to a place like this, I will suppress it with my own hands." A cultivator sacrificed a magic weapon, a staff.

But soon, he was hurriedly stopped by his companions, "I can't help it. It is said that this man is so powerful that he once defeated the master of Wangtian Peak."

When traveling around rivers and lakes, encountering uneven roads is a big taboo. Acting according to the opportunity is the foundation for settling down and establishing a life.

"Oh, I believe these rumors."

Han Mo looked at Bai Bing from afar and said indifferently: "The clan allows you to participate in this trial, and I don't want to embarrass you, but please pay attention to your words and deeds. Thieves are despised.

Map, come back."

When the people around him heard this, they had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​siege and the bold idea of ​​grabbing something by the way.

The Divine Phoenix Clan is indeed large enough to tolerate even evil cultivators.

Ye Wuchen also put his hands behind his hands and sneered: "After all, you are an evil cultivator with short-sightedness. Just a map has exposed your true nature. Senior Brother Mo has a lot on hand."

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.

Han Mo wondered how hard it was for me to get such a one. He only wanted to observe and didn't want to get up so early for a conflict, so he had to be patient and said, "Hand it over. You have done a good job in healing the Holy Son. I don't want to have too much unpleasantness with you."

.”

Bai Bing smiled and said: "Jiejie, I am an evil cultivator and I will rob you as soon as I can. What are you talking about with me? If you have the ability, just take it back."

Ye Wuchen: "..."

Is this how we, evil cultivators, behave like this?

Han Mo's face was gloomy. Suddenly he saw a familiar person next to him, his eyes lit up, "Zhao Hao, don't leave!"
To be continued...