Mohist school is no longer a "noble family", it can be described!

It's no wonder that Mo Kun is so eager to get the master's warrant and become the rightful master.

Without waiting for any of them to speak, among the elders of Mohist family, they are at the forefront. It seems that the elder with white hair, who is almost the same age as Grandpa nianxiaomu, is the first to ask questions.

"If the family rules of the Mohist family have not been handed down by the head of the family for a hundred years, or if there is a major disaster in the family, we must not work hard to mobilize the whole family to return. What is the matter today?"

Hearing the words of the old man with white hair, Tan Bangbang quickly went to nianxiaomu's side and reminded her that the old man with white hair was the cousin of the master of Mohist family, and Mo Chengliang.

They are close to them.

Although it is not Mohist lineage, it is also in charge of many contacts and companies of Mohist family. It is the largest lineage besides the lineage.

When my hometown was in charge of power, Mo Chengliang was the most submissive one. He was a bit pedantic and liked to behave according to rules.

Those who have no rules can't get well in front of him.

That is to say, whoever can win the support of Mo Chengliang now has the upper hand first!

And Nian Xiaomu is the successor chosen by the head of the Mohist family. She has the order of the head of the family

Tan avalanche's words fall, the original to restore most of the memory of young Mu Li came forward.

Before Mo Kun spoke, he shouted "Grandpa".

Since she was not raised in the Mohist school, she has not met many people due to her noble status. However, since Mo Chengliang is the most powerful elder in the collateral system and loyal to the old master, he must have met the new year's young admiration.

Hearing the sudden "little grandpa", Mo Chengliang was stunned. Looking back, he saw nianxiaomu standing in front of him. His eyes were hale and hearty!

"Xin'er No, it's the first lady! "

Mo Chengliang returns to God and shouts respectfully.

Then I can't believe looking at the young mu in front of me, and I dare not touch her.

"You are not dead Are you really not dead, son? "

When the old man opened his mouth, his eyes turned red first.

"When the fire was put out, everyone said that you and your mother had burned to ashes. Your grandfather couldn't stand the excitement and suddenly fell down!"

Ink is a good meal, another way.

"It's good that your father is not at home. He escaped a disaster. Otherwise, I'm afraid your grandfather can't bear the blow. He's gone..."

"My father is dead. The man you see in front of you is not my father at all! The fire three years ago was not an accident either. It was a carefully designed plot to kill our family, hold grandpa and seize the position of the head of the Mohist family! "

Nian Xiaomu reaches for Mo Chengliang's hand.

"Grandpa, grandpa is not isolated at all. He is under control. Now you are the only one who can save him!"

"What did you say? Ink drying is not ink drying. Who is that? "

Ink is a good Huo eyes, shocked to see standing in the living room, dignified ink Kun.

Next second, I look back at Nian Xiaomu.

"Big miss, it's your father. Are you confused? How can I grow up and grow up as soon as I come back and start talking nonsense! "

Nian Xiaomu turns to look at other people in the living room who are confused.

She took a deep breath, raised her hand and pointed to the murderer who killed her parents, gnashing her teeth.

"He is not my father, he is mo Kun!"