Chapter 4

When Mo ChenLun heard the speech, he was suddenly surprised. His face suddenly showed a gloomy color, and his voice was low

"What if he knows? Waste is waste. However, this is not a solution. We must find a way to completely solve this hidden danger. "

Mo ChenLun's voice is low, Yin ruthlessly says to two people.

As soon as the words came out, the three of them looked at each other and saw each other's ruthlessness and determination. They immediately began to ponder over how to produce this serious trouble.

Mo Xiang's cultivation is low. He can only cultivate in the later period of Qi absorption, but he has a flexible mind. Therefore, he can mix with "young master" like Mo ChenLun.

"Big brother, fourth brother, I have an idea."

When Mo ChenLun and Mo Tianlun heard this, they suddenly raised their heads and fixed their eyes on Mo Xiang. Mo Tianlun asked in a quick voice

"What's the idea? Say it, say it."

Mo Xiangyin smile, gently spit out a few words:

"Family hunting Dabi."

Mo ChenLun and his wife were shocked suddenly, and their faces immediately showed the color of ecstasy. A smear of malice flashed in their eyes.

"That's right, brother. There are still half a year left, which is the family hunting Dabi once every five years. That waste will definitely participate in it. At that time, hum, it's normal for the dead."

Mo Tianlun said, his eyes showed a touch of heat, as if he had seen Mo Jueyuan torn to pieces by countless monsters.

After all, Mo ChenLun is the oldest. He is more thoughtful and nods. Then he looks at Mo Tianlun and Mo Xiang and says in a low voice:

"Four younger brothers, seven younger brothers, there are still half a year left. Let's go back to practice and strive to improve in this half a year. At that time, Lianyun mountain will be the place where the waste is buried."

"Yes, big brother."

Then, the three quickly left, and each returned to his own residence, striving to cultivate for the hunting Dabi in half a year.

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Mo Jueyuan occasionally turned back and looked at the three people who had gone away. His intention of killing was overflowing in his heart: "since you want to design to kill me, you should be ready to be killed. I will let you know who is the waste."

"Xiaoyuan, let's go. My father is still waiting."

Mo Yuting urged them to speed up. Ten minutes later, they appeared in front of Mo XingKong's study.

Mo Yuting goes to the door and raises her hand to knock. A loving voice rings.

"Xiaoting, Xiaoyuan, come in."

Mo Yuting pushes the door and enters. Mo Jueyuan follows Mo Yuting and enters the study.

A middle-aged man was sitting on a chair, with no momentum all over him, just like an ordinary man, but with a flash of light in his eyes, he declared that he was a master.

As soon as Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting saw the middle-aged man, they immediately called respectfully:

"Father."

This is mo XingKong, the father of Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting.

Mo XingKong nodded slowly, then stood up, came to Mo Jueyuan, and asked in a low voice:

"Xiaoyuan, has the injury been completely healed?"

Mo XingKong was looking at Mo Jueyuan. Mo Jueyuan was looking at Mo XingKong. However, as soon as he heard Mo XingKong's question, Mo Jueyuan immediately nodded and said:

"Thanks to my father, Xiaoyuan's injury has completely recovered."

Mo Jueyuan's proper reply surprised Mo XingKong.

"Why?"

Then, Mo XingKong turns his eyes to Mo Yuting, who is smiling all over her face, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Mo Yuting naturally knows what Mo XingKong doubts. She smiles and says in a soft voice:

"Father, Xiaoyuan has grown up."

Just a word, but let Mo XingKong burst out laughing, sound shock world, heroic.

"Yes, yes, ha ha ha."

Mo Chueh yuan looks at his father laughing and his sister smiling. Naturally, he knows that his change has made them think they have grown up, but they don't know that in fact they have "changed one person.".

"Originally, the feeling of having relatives is like this." For their misunderstanding, Mo Jueyuan did not intend to explain, in any case, he has always been Mo Jueyuan.

After laughing, Mo XingKong looked at Mo Jueyuan with a happy face, raised his thick and rough palm, patted Mo Jueyuan on the shoulder, then turned to look at Mo Yuting, pointed to the chair beside him and said with a smile:

"Sit down first."

Two people smell speech, immediately sit, expression serious, waiting for Mo XingKong to speak.

Looking at them, Mo XingKong smiles and says slowly:

"Xiaoting, Xiaoyuan, there are still half a year left, which is the hunting Dabi of our Mo family once every five years."

As soon as Mo Yuting heard this, she immediately showed an excited expression on her face and asked in a hurry:

"Father, this time we can take part."

Mo Jueyuan didn't speak. He quickly recalled the content about hunting Dabi in his mind.

The family hunting contest is the most important event of the Mo family. The participants must be the children of the Mo family, and the maximum age should not be more than 25, and the minimum age should not be less than 15. On this day, all the participants enter the outskirts of Lianyun mountain range, where the Mo family keeps captive, to have a hunting contest. They hunt monsters or wild animals to get points. Within a certain period of time, they get the highest points, That's number one.

Compared with the top ten, the hunting Dabi has rich rewards, and the top three are even more enviable. Therefore, all the eligible Mo family children are looking forward to the hunting Dabi.

Mo XingKong smiles and nods. He is just waiting to speak. His eyes turn slightly, but he sees Mo Jueyuan in silence. There is no expression of excitement or surprise on his face. He can't help asking:

"Xiaoyuan, what are you thinking?"

Mo Jueyuan immediately woke up. Looking at Mo XingKong's loving eyes, he suddenly felt warm in his heart and showed a soft smile on his face

"Father, I'm going to hunt Dabie."

"No way."

Mo Jue's distant voice just fell, Mo Yuting's soft voice suddenly rang out, and her tone was very firm.

Mo XingKong expression immediately a whole, eyes flashed a touch of gratified eyes, the heart is secretly sigh: Xiaoyuan really grow up. But he asked

"Xiaoyuan, you should know that your current cultivation and participation in hunting Dabi are really a little reluctant. Unless you can be promoted to the early stage of physical training within half a year, you can't deal with the second level monsters in Lianyun mountains."

Mo Chueh yuan was ready. With a confident smile, he stood up and said slowly:

"Father, sister, I don't know what you think about my injury this time?"

Talking about Mo Jueyuan's injury, Mo XingKong's face changed, and her eyes became more gloomy. Mo Yuting's face was also very ugly. With Mo XingKong and Mo Yuting's brains, you don't have to think about it. It's not as simple as being attacked by a monster.

Mo Jueyuan's expression was not fluctuating, only the corner of his mouth, which was slightly raised, flashed a cold smile.

"Xiaoyuan, you know the rules of family hunting Dabi. In the Lianyun mountains, you can't help dying. If you take part in it, won't you give them a chance?"

Mo Yuting looked at Mo Jueyuan and said anxiously.

Mo Chueh yuan nodded his head slightly, then shook his head gently, and with a smile, he said with ease:

"Sister, I'm no longer a child. I need to face all this. I'm a man."

"But..."

Mo Yuting is so anxious that she wants to say something else, but she is interrupted by Mo XingKong.

"Xiaoting, let Xiaoyuan go. He's right. Mo's children are all real men. What's more, those people may not be able to deal with Xiaoyuan."

Mo XingKong said so, Mo Yuting naturally did not say anything, just a touch of worry flashed in her eyes.

Mo Jueyuan naturally knows that Mo Yuting is for her own good. She is deeply moved in her heart, but she doesn't show it.

"Elder sister, younger generation of Mo family, who can persist for an hour under your attack?"

Mo Yuting suddenly raised a proud smile on her face. Her voice was soft but loud. "No one can hold on for an hour, even Mo ChenLun, who has the highest accomplishments, can't hold on for ten minutes."

Mo Chueh yuan nodded, a bad smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said with a smile:

"Sister, I'll make a bet with you."

"Well, what's the bet?"

Mo Yuting did not hesitate, nodded, with a little excitement on her face.

Mo Jueyuan's face is full of smiles. He looks at Mo XingKong, who is curious beside him. He smiles, and then he says solemnly:

"Sister, I'll bet with you that in half a year, I can hold on to you for half an hour. If I do, you'll let me take part in the hunting contest. If I can't, I'll listen to you, OK?"

Mo Yuting looks up and down at Mo Jueyuan with doubts on her face. She feels incredible.

Not only Mo Yuting feels incredible, but even Mo XingKong is surprised. Mo XingKong sees through the accomplishments of Mo Yuting and Mo Jueyuan at a glance. One is the later stage of physical training, which is about to be full, and the other is just to accept Qi, which is a big step away. It's not impossible for Mo Yuting to kill Mo Jueyuan. How can she persist for half an hour?

"OK, Xiaoyuan, I'll bet with you." Mo Yuting thinks a little and finds that she doesn't have any factors that lead to failure. What's more, Mo Yuting is very confident in her qualifications and cultivation speed.

Mo Chueh yuan suddenly showed a treacherous smile on his face. He laughed as if he had stolen an old hen.

"Father, you have to testify to both of us. When you get it, my sister will play tricks on us. Haha."

On hearing this, Mo Yuting pinched her waist with both hands. She looked fierce, wrinkled her nose, and hummed in a delicate voice

"Who's playing tricks? Don't cry when you lose."

Seeing that the relationship between the sister and brother is so good, Mo Xing is very comforted. He looks at them with a smile, and his heart is warm.

After a while, Mo Chueh yuan and his sister "quarreled" with each other. Suddenly, he thought of something. He immediately turned around and looked at his father Mo XingKong with his eyes straight on his face, with a "flattering" smile.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

When Mo XingKong saw that Mo Jueyuan looked like this, he was immediately happy and said with a smile:

"Son of a bitch, let's be frank."

"Hey, hey." Mo Jueyuan rubbed his hands, without the embarrassment of being torn down. With a smile, he said, "father, I want to learn some combat skills. Do you see..."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jueyuan not only looked at Mo XingKong expectantly, but also Mo Yuting, who was eager for combat skills.

Mo XingKong took a deep look at his sister and brother. He laughed. His eyes were full of love. He had no choice but to smile

"You two... Well, you can go to Zhanji Pavilion and choose by yourself, but you can't surpass the inferior three."

With that, he solemnly took out a token and handed it to Mo Jueyuan.

The token is black, simple and full of vicissitudes, with a strong big character on it.

"Mo"