Chapter 882

How dare you come?

Looking at the young man at the door, Shi Wenyan smiles. Behind the smile is Mori Leng's killing intention.

But forbearance, she still sat down, before Monan did not take the initiative to make trouble, she was not sure the intention of Monan's arrival.

After all, if he dares to make trouble in the historian's house, will he eat bear heart and leopard's gall?

"You must keep my present."

Ignoring the attention of all the people in the meeting hall, Mo Nan took a picture of the box he handed out with no object, and said with a smile.

"I see!"

The housekeeper waved impatiently.

He still murmured in his heart: "the historian family has a great career. There's something I haven't seen. At present, there are so many aristocratic families looking at you. Even because of your face, you shouldn't say that. You look mean."

As he thought.

Hearing that Mo fan even specially asked to bring the gift, everyone immediately lost interest and turned back.

What brocade group, listen to and they are not the same level of existence.

But when they look back, they find that on the stage are Shi Wenlong, Shi Ke and his son, who have been stunned.

"Shi Shao?"

Under the stage, there is a young man who has a good friendship with Shi Ke. He can't help but call softly.

But he had forgotten what he was going to say just now. The main reason was that he couldn't take his eyes away from "Mo fan" all the time. He was so flustered just watching the other person slowly coming.

Panic is only one aspect, his long sleeve under the fist, gradually clenched.

However, his father, Shi Wenlong, though not competent, at least had a mature reaction. He was surprised and continued

"I didn't expect that even my friends who were far away in Wancheng knew my reputation as a historian. Anyway, all the people who were present today were my friends of historians. My historians have recorded your thoughts..."

As soon as he finished.

One after another, I think of Fu He Sheng, which is nothing more than flattering that "historians can inherit a hundred generations".

Take advantage of this time.

Mo fan, that is, Mo Nan and his party, have found a place to sit down.

This is not to send blessings. Naturally, Jessica is not in the mood to flatter historians with others. While she is knocking melon seeds, she is puzzled and asks:

"I don't understand, idol. Why do you have to change your name?"

Monan hasn't explained yet.

Sun Tu, with a clear tone, helped to explain:

"There's something I don't understand. Sometimes when I perform special tasks, I will change my name to avoid being recognized."

"But today, we didn't come because of the mission."

"One truth." Sitting in a chair, sun Tu's head could only be seen from the table. He tried to straighten his waist, but found that it was still too short. He had to take off his clothes and put them under his buttocks. Then he went on with a straight face

"Think about it. How long has it been since you began to practice?"

"A year?"

Jessica recalled that she couldn't remember very well.

"Yes, one year."

Listening to this time, sun Tu could not help sighing again, and then straightened up his face and said:

"If you can reach the level of martial arts in one year, it's OK. It's a natural gift if you survive. It's not too much to say that you are the son of fate."

"However, one year's cultivation has reached the later stage of the martial arts."

He shook his head and said, "as far as I know, there has never been such an example in the whole ancient martial arts world for hundreds of years."

"Before the young master, the youngest warrior was 27 years old in his later period, which has scared countless families to death. They didn't feel at ease until they found that no matter how talented people are, there are bottlenecks."

"But isn't that a good thing?"

Jessica listened, nodding and wondering.

He didn't think that sun Tu's words were exaggerating. If she hadn't transferred to Monan's modified divine will, she had estimated that even if it was her talent, it would take at least several decades for her to practice martial arts in the later stage.

Because of this, she really can't lift the motivation of cultivation.

But shouldn't it be a good thing to practice fast and shake and fear the great family?

"Good thing?"

Sun Tu sneered and looked back. After Mo Nan nodded, he continued

"There are hundreds of Chinese aristocratic families, among which there are only 20 or 30 top aristocratic families. However, even these top aristocratic families dare not say that they are able to dominate the whole ancient martial arts world."

"It's just mutual restriction. No one wants any family to become stronger alone. However, once the news of the young master comes out, you say, how can those aristocratic families who want to check and balance each other be able to sit still?"

"What's more, those aristocratic families are not fools."

"In the later period of one year's cultivation of martial arts, who would believe that the young master didn't have a chance?"

"For hundreds of years, it is by constantly seizing these opportunities that many top families have been able to stay in their positions..."

Sun Tu Dao said unconsciously. After that, he sipped his saliva and said, "now you understand why you don't use your real name, do you?"“ I see Jessica nodded hard, but she had left the melon seeds and bit the fruit. She didn't care. She's quite clear about her position. She's just a thug. She just wants to ask about things in her head. She's not ready to really understand. But he Mei, dressed in white, sipped tea slowly. After sun Tu closed her mouth, she turned her eyes and frowned, "well, historians, as well as the Xue and Zheng families, all of them have people present today." This time, sun Tu couldn't figure it out. He also looked at Mo Nan“ There's nothing wrong with that. " Monan laughed, said, and put up three fingers“ First of all, the Zheng family and the Xue family, even if they see it, will not point out, because so far, I have a good relationship with them. "“ Only a historian, in fact, don't worry... "As long as I don't give my name, even if I make trouble, it's just that I'm not angry in my heart and come to rob my relatives."“ But if the historian said, seriously, some things are not difficult to find out. At that time, it will be stoke who robbed my woman, and some of the inside information will spread, and the historian's face will be really lost. " In short. He does intend to make trouble today, but the reason is not necessary to be disclosed. On this point, he believes that as long as the Shi family is not stupid, they have the same tacit understanding with him. Moreover, the historian is not public. If he really takes Fang Rui away, at least he will leave room for the guests to imagine. Otherwise, he will be knocked on the door by a security guard, and the historian of Mordor will become a laughing stock“ I don't understand Jessica listened and shook her head“ I didn't expect you to understand. " Mo Nan is not angry of white her one eye, and then will side He Mei's tea cup grab over, sipped a mouthful“ It's delicious. " He Mei's pretty face is slightly red, but just as she wants to say a few words in a angry voice, a call comes from behind. She can't help but follow a few people to look at the high stage. On the stage, I don't know when many processes have passed. At the moment, Fang Rui and Shi Ke have come to the stage with a pair of boys and girls.