Chapter 510

Mober nodded: "yes, it is. What does it have to do with the four murals you mentioned?"

Xia Yuanqiu pointed to the paper in Mo Bo's hand and said, "this painting is what I saw in my dream. I suspect that the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans on Nantai mountain is related to the image of golden osmanthus in this painting."

Mo Bo suddenly said, "do you mean that as long as you crack the array among the bushes, it is possible to find the golden osmanthus in the painting?"

"Yes, I don't think it's as simple as finding the golden laurel in the painting. Maybe we can find a third party jade ring. Even if there is no jade ring, there will definitely be some clues about jade ring."

Mo Bo's face is meaningful: "do you mean that you are going to accept the inheritance of the treasure house of God King?"

Xia Yuanqiu nodded and said with a firm face: "Heaven comes down on me, and I should bear the responsibility. I used to be too naive to think that strange treasures are hard to find. Heaven knows the place, and I don't want to fight. But now, I can't keep secrets. I have become the number one criminal in the whole river and lake, even in the royal family of all countries. How can I wait to die? That day, when I saw that you had suffered for me, I vowed that one day, I would be able to protect myself and the people I want to protect. I can no longer let others suffer for me, and I don't want to live under the protection of others. "

In the world of the jungle, self-improvement is the only way to survive.

Mobo was quite moved: "it seems that you have decided to improve yourself, and the old man has my share of credit!"

Yuan Qiu's face was slightly red and his smile was sincere: "Mo Bo, you suffer for me and let the blood eating insects attack me, but you still refuse to tell me that I have suffered so much. I owe you a life."

Mo Bo waved his hand and said boldly, "silly girl, what are you doing with all this? The most important thing for us in the Jianghu is loyalty. If you call me Mo Bo, I will love you. If you call me Mo Bo, I will love you. How about ten

Too many words of thanks can't be used between them, just like this treasure house of God, which should be kept secret, but she only shares it with him. This is a kind of sincere trust.

"It's getting late today. We'll go up the mountain tomorrow morning to see if we can meet Guixiang again." Moeber road.

Xia Yuanqiu nodded: "that's what I mean!"

Two people look at each other a smile, the heart has a soul, so it is.

After a day's rest in Nanjun City, Zhu Yan and his party set out again, leaving Nanjun, passing Nanfeng and heading for Nantai.

The closer to Nantai, the more humid and hot the wind is. It's not like the cold winter in the north, but like the spring in the north.

It's no wonder that Yuanqiu will say that facing the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers bloom. It turns out that here, the four seasons are blooming, and the four seasons are as warm as spring.

In a branch of the official road, they met with another team of people and horses. They rode on fast horses and yelled all the way. Seeing from a distance that Zhu Yan's horse team was about to turn into the main road, they yelled to let Zhu Yan and others get out of the way.

Zhu Yan is the prince, and Xing Ying is the prince's near servant. He is the deputy commander of the camp, while the 18 bloody ghosts are always given way by others. When will they give way to others?

They have never heard of it, and they just continue their own way. Those who drive on with their whip can only stop their horses' feet, and they can't stop their whistling and whistling.

"Hello - are you deaf?" A big man in front of the horse yells at Zhu Yan and others.

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