Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

Black Rock City.

This is the first city that Chen Mo has visited since he came to this world, and its scale is more majestic than Chen Mo imagined.

According to the map data, this city named Black Rock City ranks among the top of all the large cities in the Garma Empire.

The purpose of Chen Mo's arrival here is to take a short rest and let the Qingbeak eagle recover before setting off.

No flying is allowed over Black Rock City.

The two manipulated the blue-beaked eagle to fly straight down and landed at the gate of the city.

"It's a blue-beaked eagle."

"Yunyun Yinjian, these two are disciples of Yunlan Sect."

The arrival of the two made the already noisy crowd even more lively, and everyone looked at them with envy.

The behemoth Yun Lanzong has already planted a shadow in the hearts of the people of the Jiama Empire.

After paying the tax at the gate of the city, he was let in smoothly.

Wearing a white disciple's robe, Chen Mo has a tall and straight body, and his face is carved with distinct features.

Nalan Yanran, who followed closely behind her, was dressed in a tight-fitting disciple robe. She was soft and delicate, charming and charming, and her elegant steps made people feel pleasing to the eye.

Handsome guy and pretty girl.

The two of them walked together like a couple of immortals, and their status as a disciple of the Yunlan Sect attracted the attention of passers-by frequently.

"Senior sister, let's find a restaurant to have a meal first, and take a rest before leaving." While it was still early, Chen Mo didn't plan to spend the night here, but instead replenished his body and hurried to the next city.

Nalan Yanran nodded. Although the Tagor Desert made her feel a little dangerous, she was happy to be with Chen Mo.

The cries and shouts on both sides of the street, the crowded crowd at the street stalls, and many new things were like a marquee, chaotically entering Chen Mo's eyes.

Strange city, strange street, strange people.

At this moment, he felt a sense of loneliness in his heart.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, Chen Mo, what are you thinking? Anyway, you were an orphan in your previous life. What is the difference between the two worlds for you?"

Chen Mo laughed at himself, sniffing the faint fragrance that belonged to Nalan Yanran around him, and let him understand that the most important thing is to grasp the front.

When passing by a stall selling accessories, Chen Mo stopped.

Chen Mo pointed to a light blue hosta with a phoenix pattern on it and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this hairpin?"

The boss is a middle-aged man who looks very responsible. He raised his head and glanced at the clothes of the two of them. He knew that it was not easy to mess with, and he did not ask for a random price. Gold coins are enough."

He happily threw out a small bag of gold coins, Chen Mo would bring it to Nalan Yanran without saying a word.

Nalan Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then a blush quickly rose on Qiao's face, and she stared blankly at Chen Mo to remove the jade hairpin into her temples.

"It's so beautiful." Chen Mo praised.

"This hosta is really suitable for this young lady." The boss said just right.

Chen Mo's compliment made Nalan Yanran feel very happy. She stretched out her jade hand and touched the hosta on her head. Although this hosta was not as expensive as any of her own, in her heart, this hosta surpassed all her previous hostas. value added together.

At the same time, Nalan Yanran also thought elsewhere, "Junior brother gave me a jade hairpin, what does he mean? Will he like me too?"

Chen Mo didn't know that she thought so much for a while.

There was a small episode on the way to the restaurant, that is, when passing a relatively deserted street, a man who was selling books in the corner saw the two of them appear, like frightened rabbits, hurriedly packed up and left.

restaurant.

When the story is at its climax,

The allegro in Mr. Storyteller's hand froze, as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't speak any longer.

The guests in the restaurant, who were listening to it, shouted, "What happened to the storyteller? What happened to that kid?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? You go on talking, I don't need your storytelling money."

The shopkeeper of the restaurant, who was listening in fascination, heard someone knocking on the counter, turned his head and looked like a storyteller.

At the same time: "It's over, it's over, I really lost money in the eyes."

Thinking that Chen Mo's incident was quite popular recently, he went to a bookstore that was not officially registered in the empire, bought a popular fanbook, and invited a famous storyteller to talk about it.

The first two days were fine, but what I'm talking about today is a little bit involved.

Forget it, people from the Yunlan Sect have come today.

"Two signature dishes, and a good pot of wine. There are two green-billed eagles outside, ready to serve them with good food." Chen Mo threw a bag of gold coins and looked at the shopkeeper strangely, is he so scary?

"Okay... okay."

Chen Mo and the two found an empty seat to sit down. When passing by Mr. Storyteller, his whole body was like a pool of mud, and he spread out directly.

At this time, the guests finally realized something.

"Yunyun Yinjian is a disciple of Yunlan Sect."

"Judging from their dress and body temperament, it seems that their status in the Yunlan Sect is not low."

Inside the restaurant, whispers started.

Fortunately, most people don't know what Chen Mo looks like. If they knew that the two people at this time were the real masters mentioned in the story just now, there would be no one in the restaurant.

Secretly choreographed and even meant Yin Yunlanzong disciples, tsk tsk...

"Does Yun Lanzong have a bad reputation in the outside world?"

"Very good, every admissions season, many people sign up."

"That's weird, how can they see us like a ghost."

Just when the two were curious, Xiao Er walked up tremblingly with a jug of wine, and hurriedly put down the jug just as he was about to leave, when Chen Mo grabbed his arm.

"Master... Young Master, when did you order...?" The little one couldn't stand up straight.

Everyone's eyes looked over.

The storyteller had packed up his things and was about to leave.

"I ask you, what happened here just now? Also, why are you so afraid of me?" Chen Mo shouted.

Of course, Xiao Er did not dare to tell the truth, and who could only give a perfunctory answer.

After all, Chen Mo is not a villain. Without evidence, he can't force others to say why.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions, everyone was relieved.

After taking a rest and leaving the restaurant.

Chen Mo saw the man selling books on that deserted street again.

When the man saw Chen Mo, he ran away again.

This time, Chen Mo didn't let him run away.

The body is like a dragon, and the body appears in front of the man in a blink of an eye.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yanran were one after the other, blocking him in the middle of the street.