Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

Mo Nan was also a little curious. It was the first time he had seen such a strange drink. He took the flower in his hand out of curiosity.

As for whether there would be any problems, Mo Nan didn't care at all. It was just a clone. If it was gone, it was gone.

He raised his head and drank it all.

In an instant, a unique fragrance filled his mouth. At the same time, Mo Nan was surprised to find that this thing also had the effect of warming the soul.

Of course, it was far worse than Da Hong Pao.

"Human friend, how is it?"

"Not bad."

Jiao Sheng laughed a few times and gave a few instructions to the maid beside him.

Then, another kind of food from this world was served.

In fact, it was just a big pot of unknown meat, and the taste was only okay.

Then, another beautiful woman with a thumb-sized short horn came in and started a dance performance.

After everything was over, Mo Nan looked at Jiao Sheng.

In fact, the reason why Mo Nan hesitated for so long was that he was waiting for the other party to take action, or in other words, he wanted to see what the other party was up to.

However, after a whole set of procedures, the other party did not have the slightest intention to take action.

Mo Nan felt that he could not wait any longer. He did not come here to make friends, but to cause trouble. Since the other party did not take action, he would use courtesy first and then force.

It depends on whether the other party accepts "courtesy" or "force".

Although the other party has expressed goodwill so far, what should be said still needs to be said.

But as Li Chongyang said, even if the other party shows great goodwill, if they let them go and let them go out to contact the Ten Thousand Races, they will become the enemy of the human race in the future and stab the human race with a knife.

After drinking the drink in the flower, Mo Nan slowly spoke:

"Mr. Jiao Sheng, I came to your world because I have a major matter concerning the survival of the Lingjiao world to discuss with you."

Hearing this, Jiao Sheng immediately became serious, waved his hand to signal the others to leave, and then looked at Mo Nan:

"Please speak."

Mo Nan narrowed his eyes slightly, and uttered a few words faintly:

"Submission, or, destruction."

...

In front of the gate of Manghuang City, Mo Nan's body slowly emerged.

However, Mo Nan has used the "Eighteen Changes of All Things" to change his appearance.

At this moment, Mo Nan is a young man with a slovenly look and a little handsome, just like Liu Wei.

As for changing into the appearance of the Lingjiao tribe, Mo Nan thinks it is unnecessary. It is too ugly to have two pairs of deer horns on his head.

Fortunately, there are also guys with almost no horns in this world, so Mo Nan's appearance does not seem abrupt.

But the clothes still changed.

The shadow clone was negotiating with the corner saint, and it would take some time. Mo Nan could just walk around this alien city.

Then, Mo Nan stepped into the wild city.

However, when Mo Nan walked on the street, he was surprised to find that all the passers-by looked at him with curious eyes.

Just when Mo Nan walked to a place similar to a restaurant and prepared to try snacks, a petite figure with her head down suddenly appeared next to her and pulled Mo Nan into a corner.

The petite figure raised her head slightly, and it was a cute girl with brown eyes.

"You are crazy. If you don't lower your head when you walk, you will be beaten to death if you are discovered by the city guards!"

For Mo Nan, who has [Unparalleled Comprehension], learning a language is not too easy.

Therefore, although the other party did not have any mental fluctuations, Mo Nan could understand and communicate normally.

"Bow? Why should you bow?"

"Have you not received etiquette education for inferiors? We can't look directly at those adults."

Mo Nan looked at the girl with some amusement and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"You..."

Just when the cute girl was about to say something, the people around the two of them suddenly knelt down on the ground.

This sudden scene made Mo Nan stunned.

At this moment, Mo Nan suddenly felt someone pulling his clothes. Turning around, he saw that the girl next to him had also knelt on the ground and was quietly pulling the corner of her clothes with her hands, which meant: kneel down quickly.

Of course, Mo Nan couldn't kneel down. He looked around and found that not everyone chose to kneel down. Some people didn't kneel down, but those people had horns longer than half a meter, and they also bowed slightly with respectful expressions.

In addition, Mo Nan also knew the reason why these people with short horns suddenly knelt down.

On the other side of the street, a slender figure wearing white clothes and with two horns on her head that were nearly one meter long was walking towards this side.

Is it her?

Jiaoxi, Mo Nan saw her at the exit of the wormholeHowever, I didn't expect to meet her here again.

Mo Nan didn't want to be too conspicuous, so he turned around and prepared to leave quietly.

However, at this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

"You, stop."

Mo Nan could feel that he was locked by a breath, and turned around helplessly.

Could it be that the other party saw the difference in him? This woman's intuition and observation are a bit too amazing.

You know, this is in a crowded crowd, and I am in a corner. How can I find it at a glance?

Did she find out that I am not from the Lingjiao clan?

However, Mo Nan's eyes did not avoid it, and he looked at Jiaoxi's position.

At this moment, the other party was walking towards him step by step.

However, when Mo Nan looked at the other party, a line of words suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Race: Spirit Horns]

[Magic Power: Small Prophecy]

[Cultivation: Peak of the Seventh Stage]

[Note: A fragment of the Great Prophecy, somewhat useful, but not much]

Mo Nan could not help but be stunned. Although he had verified on the evil demon that his talent could not only check the human race's golden finger, but also the talent magical power of other races.

But until he saw the few lines of information in front of him, Mo Nan finally confirmed that the previous situation was not a special case, but that it could really check the talent magical power of all races.

"What level is this small prophecy?"

[Different from the level division of the human race's golden finger, roughly equivalent to the middle grade of the Tao level]

"Then, can it be copied?"

[No, the level is too low, and it has no effect on you]

"What do you mean?"

[Due to your special nature, you want to measure a corner of your future, which cannot be done with a small prophecy alone]

"Okay."

After Mo Nan quickly talked to his talent in his mind for a few words, he retracted his gaze.

At this time, Jiaoxi also walked in front of Mo Nan, narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and stared at Mo Nan without blinking.

And the people around, whether they were kneeling or not, had a thought in their minds after seeing this scene.

This low-class person who arranged the etiquette is dead.

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