Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

After swallowing the spiritual fruit in his mouth, Mo Nan glanced at Jiao Xi and said lazily:

"How old are you this year?"

"Ah?"

Jiao Xi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't keep up with Mo Nan's train of thought.

After reacting, her face was flushed with shame, because in the Lingjiao tribe, only when expressing love to the other party will they ask such a private question as age.

"I...I..."

Jiao Xi didn't know whether she should answer or not, because in the customs of the Lingjiao tribe, once the other party is answered, it means accepting the other party's love.

Of course, knowing the other party's age from other places does not count, only asking in person will have this meaning.

"What are you talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will throw you out now!"

"You!"

Jiao Xi was furious, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down the anger in her chest.

However, the ups and downs of the mountain almost hit Mo Nan's face.

"I, just twenty-seven."

Forget it, anyway, this guy is not a Lingjiao tribe member, and he probably doesn't know these.

"You are so old?"

"I, you!"

Jiao Xi almost couldn't catch her breath, her chest rose and fell violently.

She couldn't bear it anymore, she clenched her jade fist and hit Mo Nan's shoulder.

Twenty-seven, the peak of the Spirit King, is it old? Lord Jiao Sheng didn't reach this level when he was twenty-seven years old, and twenty-seven is the best age for a woman, do you understand?

In the Lingjiao clan, even ordinary people have a life span of more than a hundred years, and she is a spiritual cultivator with a high level of cultivation, so age is not important at all, right?

Although she kept comforting herself in her heart, she still felt very angry.

However, without her cultivation, the power of this punch was really not that good.

Mo Nan smiled, he found it interesting to tease this deer girl.

"Then do you know how old I am this year?"

Jiao Xi, who regretted a little after the fight, looked at Mo Nan's frivolous but somewhat handsome face after hearing the words, and slowly shook her head.

"Not long ago, I just turned eighteen."

Mo Nan chuckled: "Now, do you still think I'm crazy?"

Jiao Xi pursed her lips and stopped talking.

He could see that Mo Nan was young, but he didn't expect her to be so young.

To be honest, she, who had always been compared with Lord Jiao Sheng and had a slight advantage, felt hit for the first time.

Eighteen years old, what was her cultivation level when she was eighteen? It seems that she had not started practicing yet and was learning medicine from the "Witch", right?

Mo Nan stretched and stood up slowly.

"Okay, let's get to work. Let me, an eighteen-year-old boy, see the strongest fighting power of your Lingjiao clan."

As he said, Mo Nan threw a bag of tea to Jiao Xi and pointed to the tea set in the corner:

"Have you learned how to make tea? Make it, warm it up, and I'll be back soon."

As he said, Mo Nan lifted the curtain of the car.

With a wave of his hand, a figure with two horns on his head screamed and flew backwards.

With a leap, Mo Nan stood on the roof of the car, and the two large flags beside him fluttered.

The loud voice mixed with true energy resounded over the sky above the entire Juling City, with a mighty momentum.

"Today, I will defeat all the strong men in Juling City. Do you dare to fight?"

As the voice fell, it exploded in the ears of all the people in Juling City.

Suddenly, Juling City exploded!

"Arrogant!"

"Insolent!"

"Ignorant!"

"Looking for death!"

For a moment, countless strong men glared, and their momentum burst out instantly, rushing towards the direction where the sound came from.

In a hall in Juling City, two figures were sitting opposite each other, one of whom was Jiao Kuang.

The other one, although also having two horns one meter long, is not like the horns of the horn maniac, but more like two vertical horns of a bull.

"Horn Maniac, is what you just said true?"

"Lord Giant Saint, what I said is absolutely true. In my opinion, only a belligerent person like you can accept my suggestion. Lord Giant Saint, Lord Horn Saint has broken through the ninth level. If you don't fight, no one in Giant Spirit City will be able to defeat Lord Horn Saint. At that time, it will become a subsidiary of Manghuang City."

Horn Maniac spoke sincerely, looking at Giant Saint with fiery eyes.

The Giant Saint took a sip of the flower and pondered in his heart.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky:

"Today, I will defeat all the strong men in Giant Spirit City. Do you dare to fight?"

After the two Giant Saints were stunned for a moment, they immediately felt cold.

"How arrogant!"

The Giant Sage looked at Horned Man coldly: "Are you from Manghuang City?"

Horned Man shook his head quickly: "I don't know."

Although he was not familiar with this voice, the only one who could come to provoke Juling City at this time, after thinking about it, it seemed that there was only a ninth-level strong man in Manghuang City.

"Hmph, I'll pay attention to your suggestion later. Let's go and see who is the fool first!"

...

After Mo Nan shouted the provocative words, he sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, waiting for the arrival of his opponent.

There was a reason why he suddenly had this idea.

From the conversation between Yingyi and Jiaosheng, Mo Nan could feel something.

Although the other party was furious at the beginning and almost started a fight on the spot.

But after Yingyi told the other party some situations in the universe, Jiaosheng gradually calmed down.

At that time, his answer was: "If I were in another position, I would choose the same. "

In the subsequent conversation, the other party's attitude towards Ying Yi also eased, saying that he needed to discuss it with the tribe members.

Of course, this is very likely a deliberate excuse to delay the war, but Mo Nan didn't care.

Who cares? The opportunity has been given to the other party. Whether he cherishes it or not has nothing to do with me.

This kind of major event related to the survival and future of the race should give people some time to discuss it.

It's better than Mo Nan going to each of them one by one and asking them if the seventh-level strongman is coming soon.

As for whether the other party will do something small, Mo Nan doesn't care at all.

Anyway, no matter what the other party chooses in the end, it doesn't matter to me, and there are corresponding ways to deal with it.

Of course, Mo Nan also knows It is clear that I can't make the whole race surrender with just a few words.

Therefore, let's show my strength.

Showing the strength of one person who dominates the world, I hope to help them make the most correct choice.

Between the Abdomen Clan and bringing back the Heart of the World, the former is more useful, otherwise, the former will not exist.

Among the myriad races in the universe, only a few of the most powerful races will be retained.

In addition, didn't that Horn Maniac come to Giant Spirit City?

It's a good opportunity to see how the other party's lobbying results are, whether it is successful or failed?

In addition, I can also take this opportunity to hone my martial arts and combat experience.

Killing three birds with one stone, why not?

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