Chapter 342

Molong City, Mofu.

In the war skills Pavilion, a thin figure sat on the ground peacefully, his eyes closed, his expression was not happy or sad, and there was no momentum around him. What's more strange is that he didn't breathe for a long time, his heart had already stopped, only the yuan Qi in his meridians was flowing slowly.

He as like as two peas, if he had not a single silk of heat.

All of a sudden, the figure like a corpse suddenly blooms two lights. In this dark environment, the two lights pierce the darkness like a sharp arrow and hit the stone wall of the battle skill Pavilion.

Then, the person trembled all over, and the dust on the surface of his body suddenly fell on the ground, leaving a thick layer of dust on the ground.

With the dust falling, the real face of the man was revealed.

Old face, a flower hair, is the ancestor of Mo family, Mo Qiyun, Mo Laosan.

At this moment, Mo Laosan's face is cold and solemn, his eyes are full of light, his eyes are cold, and there is a faint black red mist floating around him.

If Mo Jueyuan is here, he will surely recognize that what Mo Laosan sends out around his body is the "evil spirit" which can affect people's mind.

"Ling Tianya, Meng Yuxian, if you really want to die, I will send you on the road. Ling Tianmen, there is no need to exist."

Mo Laosan raised his hand indifferently, and a slender blood red sword suddenly appeared in Mo Laosan's hand. Looking at the one inch wide and four feet long blood red sword in his hand, Mo Laosan's face suddenly showed a look of memory, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Just for a moment, the tenderness in Mo Laosan's eyes disappeared, and turned into bloodthirsty killing intention. His face showed the color of pain. Then he waved his hand, closed the door of the Martial Arts Pavilion for a long time, and suddenly opened it.

Mo Laosan, with his bloody sword on his back, is full of evil spirit. He goes forward step by step. Every step is like stepping on the pulse of the earth. He slowly integrates with the earth. Mo Laosan's momentum suddenly rises and instantly covers the whole city of Molong.

"The Lingtian gate is coming. The children of the Mo family are preparing for war."

Slowly, the voice rang out in the ears of all the children of the Mo family. All of them were shocked. However, although they were frightened, they were not in a panic. Everyone was very calm, because there was an ancestor in the Mo family. Mo Laosan, the murderer of that year, was not afraid even if lingtianmen came out.

A few minutes later, Mo Jueyuan heard an old voice again. It was mo Laosan.

"All the high levels, all in the conference hall, now."

In just two minutes, all the people in Mo's house were ready to go, waiting solemnly.

In the conference hall, Mo Laosan, with his blood red sword on his back, looked at Mo Qian and Mo XingKong and others who had been sitting down, and said in a deep voice:

"After a year, Ling Tianmen attacked again. This time, the momentum of Ling Tianmen was far more powerful than before. According to my guess, Ling Tianya and Meng Yuxian should have gone out of the pass. Their strength in those years was comparable to mine. Now, even if there is no breakthrough, they should be touched. Therefore, I can stop them in the next battle, And the rest of the cangruijing can only be handed over to you. Of course, it's not for you to kill the enemy, it's for you to delay. As long as I kill Ling Tianya and his wife, none of the others can run away. "

Looking at the top of Mo's family, who are sitting in danger, but with excited eyes in their eyes, Mo Laosan's eyes are more refined, and his thin face is hideous and ferocious.

"Well, everyone go to prepare. In half a day, the people of lingtianmen will come. No matter why lingtianmen attacked the Mo family, the Mo family had only one answer: kill. "

"Yes."

In everyone's eyes, Ling Tianmen attacked Mo family again and again. Do you really think Mo family is a soft persimmon? This time, everyone is determined to teach Ling Tianmen an unforgettable lesson.

When they left, only Mo Qian and Mo Laosan were sitting in the conference hall. They both looked at each other and saw the gravity in each other's eyes.

Mo Laosan suddenly laughed and said:

"Xiao qian'er, if you have anything to say, do you have anything to hide with the third grandfather?"

Mo Qian nodded slightly, then asked solemnly:

"Third grandfather, we have a certain chance of winning this time."

Mo Laosan seems to have known that Mo Qian would ask this question for a long time. He immediately smiles, shakes his head and says:

"Only two points."

Mo Qian was a little worried and said in a hurry:

"Third grandfather, if there is only a two-point chance of winning, we must separate some of Mo's children. We can't let Mo Jueyuan break the inheritance."

Mo Laosan still smiles and shakes his head. He doesn't speak. He just looks at Mo Qian with a faint smile.

Mo Qian's face suddenly showed a look of anxiety. Suddenly, Mo Qian was slightly stunned, his face suddenly became stiff, and a flash of light flashed in his brain. He looked at Mo Laosan with a happy smile and said with admiration:

"Third grandfather, have you already arranged it?"

"Hahaha, little qian'er, although the third grandfather is old, he is not confused. This victory is not big. How can the third grandfather keep all the children of the Mo family here? In addition to the more than a dozen children of the Mo family who went to tianwu college, there is another secret place where there are children of the Mo family. "

Mo Laosan burst out laughing, and a touch of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

In fact, Mo Qian is such an old fox, how can he not think of Mo Laosan's plan? Mo Qian said so, just quietly flattering Mo Laosan, hoping that Mo Laosan can be happy.

When Mo finished laughing, he suddenly sighed, and his face was full of regret

"However, it's a pity that the child's aptitude is worse than his sister's, and even better. Alas, it's also a pity for xiaoting'er, who has been practicing all day."

The smile on Mo Qian's face suddenly became stiff, and then he sighed deeply. Mo Qian's eyes were not only sad, but also sad. He was very optimistic about Mo Jueyuan and Mo Yuting, and also had high expectations. Unexpectedly, Mo Jueyuan died before he could grow up.

Entering the black hole vortex, the terror pressure inside is not a young man flying in the air, but an old monster escaping from the world. When there is no treasure to protect his body, he does not dare to say that he can live safely. If he encounters a space storm, the old monster escaping from the world will die. For Mo Jueyuan who is inhaled into the black hole vortex, they have no hope.

"By the way, aren't you still related to the royal family of Longyou Empire? That little girl seems to like little guy very much. What a pity, what a pity! "

Mo Laosan sighed and regretted that although he was not in tianwu college, he knew a lot about tianwu college. As for long ruotong, the public member of the royal family of the Longyou Empire, Mo Laosan knew that after Mo Jueyuan was sucked into the black hole vortex, the whole person had changed completely. His previous arrogance and unruliness had disappeared, just like xiaoting'er, Every day is practice.

Although they are all teenagers, the love at this time is the truest and purest.

All of a sudden, Mo's three spirits changed and became serious. He solemnly asked:

"Well, the dead are gone, the living are like this. Now the most important thing is lingtianmen. However, lingtianmen attacked my mo family twice. What's the matter, xiaoqianer? Do you know?"

Mo Qian also looked puzzled and said:

"Grandson is also very strange. It's reasonable to say that our Mo family doesn't have any treasures, and there's no news from the outside world about what the Mo family has. Why did lingtianmen attack the Mo family again and again?"

Mo Qian thought hard, but he couldn't find the reason at all, and so did Mo Laosan.

"Well, wait a minute. Don't talk. Let me think about it."

Mo Laosan also thought hard. A flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind. Subconsciously, Mo Jueyuan appeared, which made Mo Laosan suddenly stunned.

Mo Qian immediately waited without saying a word, and even held his breath.

Mo Laosan thought back and muttered softly. His fingers beat on the table rhythmically, and his thoughts became clear rapidly.

"I remember that when I went to save the two brothers and sisters, the boy was determined to kill the lingtianmen disciple. Even when Ling Botian came, the little guy asked Mo Yuting to kill the man. Did the little guy know that his treasure had been killed by the lingtianmen disciple?"

Mo Laosan is worthy of being the fox spirit among the old foxes. With Mo Jueyuan's abnormality, he immediately guessed about it. Although he didn't know what the treasure was, he already guessed that the treasure was in Mo Jueyuan's hands.

"Xiao qian'er, I think that's the reason. Ling Tianmen attacked our Mo family this time to take something from the little guy. Otherwise, the little guy didn't want to kill the Ling Tianmen disciple with all his might. He was trying to kill him. Now it seems that the root of the disaster was planted at that time."

Although Mo Laosan's murmuring voice was low, Mo Qian was also a strong man in the later period of Zang Ruijing. He was nearly perfect and his hearing was extraordinary. Mo Qian heard all Mo Laosan's murmuring voice.

Mo Qian was injured at that time, but he didn't know what happened. However, from Mo Laosan's mouth, it can't be false. Therefore, Mo qian can be sure that the cause of this incident is just like what Mo Laosan said.

After finding out the reason, Mo Qian's face changed, and he solemnly said:

"Third grandfather, the little guy is no longer here. As for what it is, we don't know. Even if we work hard, it's useless. Shall we... Preserve the family strength?"

What Mo Qian means is that since the fighting goes on and there is no result, it's better to keep the strength of the family. To put it bluntly, it's to retreat and avoid burning all the stones.

Mo Laosan smiles and looks at Mo Laosan admiringly. He nods in his heart, but he spits out a word firmly.

"Kill