Chapter 400

If anyone loses, save his life!

No one thought that Mo Li would put forward such a condition when facing the first day of Mohist youth!

Mozi Ji is stunned. He looks at Mo Li's arrogance. His deep pride makes him want to say yes immediately. However, he can't help but feel a little uneasy after hearing a lot of this guy's heroic deeds.

He didn't know where Mo Li was!

Don't mention Mozi Ji, even if his grandfather Mo Yun released his divine knowledge, after a survey, he couldn't understand what Mo Li's cultivation was.

Thanks to Mo Li's golden crown.

This is the hair crown of Yi Lian Xin. After detoxifying Su ranxue, Mo Qingcheng let Mo Li refine.

Although the holy weapon beyond the five elements can't directly help the battle, the hair crown itself is a huge storage artifact. It can also help the holder to concentrate on the spirit during the cultivation, and at the same time, it can block the divine sense detection of the master.

"Why... Don't you dare?"

Mo Li eyebrows a pick, the same words back to Mozi season.

"What do I dare to do? You'd better not ask for mercy then!"

Mozi Ji Shi couldn't stand Mo Li's continuous provocation and said coldly.

"Ha ha ha - there was a young people's exchange competition at Nangong family after the birthday party. Since two young friends are interested, they can also participate in it, but the bet is..."

Nangong's ancestors looked embarrassed.

"Don't worry about Laozu. We young people's gratitude and resentment will be solved in our own way."

Mozi Ji seems to have a lot more confidence all of a sudden.

The storm has stopped for a short time, and the birthday party seems to be continuing, but a group of people's minds have been flying to the next exchange competition.

Nangong's ancestors seem to be tired when they are old, so they leave the banquet hall early. Although Nangong Yan wants to go to find Liu zhuoyun now, because so many people and Mohists are here, she can only accompany her to leave the banquet first, but Fengling does not want to let go of Mo Li's hand.

As the wind chime joined the atmosphere on the table, it seemed a little strange.

Guoguo and huafeifei have been together with Fengling before, but it's not too embarrassing. After they meet again, they have to exchange greetings with each other. But Mo Zhiyin and Shui Wuyou are curious when they look at the wind chime.

Women can quickly find common topics together. Chatting makes Mo Li an outsider.

Zhan Nantian took a big elbow and looked at Mo Li while gnawing at it. He said vaguely, "wait a minute, you must be a little busy!"

A bit busy?

Mo Li was stunned. After glancing around, he found that not only a group of Mohist people were sneering at him, but also the camp of Nangong family had a lot of hot eyes looking at him.

"The little girl is so beautiful that many people in Nangong's family must be thinking about her. I'm afraid many people will challenge you after you fight with Mozi Ji!"

Well, this guy didn't worry at all. He couldn't get through Mozi Ji.

Meng Yixi nodded with approval, took out a jade bottle and handed it to Mo Li: "this is the Huiqi pill I just refined. The effect is good. It's estimated that you will face the wheel fight later."

Mo Li nodded. As a result, the jade bottle took in the ring. Looking at the worry on Feng Ling's face, he gave a relaxed smile: "don't worry, I don't pay attention to a few shrimps."

It's not that Mo Li is arrogant. With the help of Hua Feifei and Su ranxue, Feng xinjue, he has made a great progress in his realm some time ago. What can I worry about.

At the same time, Mo Feiyang at his son's desk frowned: "ziji, that Mo Li's strength is not simple. According to the rumor, he may have the highest cultivation, and he may have broken through the void. You don't have a good chance of winning with him!"

"Are you still not a man? Can't you be a little bit like your son? " Mo Yun looked more and more at Mo Feiyang and said with a cold smile: "I let Zi Ji take over this fight! Not only to win, but also to win the scenery! The little girl understood the nine layers and nine Nirvana Sutra. This is the best chance for me to explore the mystery of Nangong family. I must take it down! "

"Father! It's going to be dangerous to do that! Mo Li's achievement today is no accident, and he is also the adopted son of the vice president of canglan college. It's not good for us Mohists to make a big fuss! "

"Fight in the arena, life and death! Even if Ziji killed that boy, what can Mo Qingcheng do with me? "

"Father"

"Shut up

Mo Yun waved his hand impatiently to stop Mo Feiyang from speaking. At the same time, he took out a blood red pill and handed it to Mo Ziji.

"Remember, the medicine effect is only half an hour, and you can take it when you are defeated. With this crazy blood pill, even if he is a big level higher than you, he can fight!"

Crazy blood pill!

Mozi Ji's face is very happy, and he finally understands why his grandfather will let him take over the fight. He was not sure of the moment full of confidence.

Mo Feiyang bowed his head and said nothing. His complex eyes were full of worry.

On the other side of Nangong's camp, Nangong Ling has a panoramic view of the conflict between Mo Li and Mozi Ji, with a sneer on his lips.

He also did not know what realm Mo Li was in, but he firmly believed that his strength was superior to that of the other side. Now someone helped him in the front, and Nangong Ling was more stable.

This is a delicacy, but the group of people who want to fly away are tasteless. They finally wait for the end of the banquet. When they come to the martial arts arena, everyone's interest is raised.

Nangong Ao slowly steps on the stage, stands on the high platform of the martial arts arena and opens his mouth to the disciples of Nangong family.

"According to the rules, Fengling needs to be tested to enter the genealogy. Later, three law enforcement elders of the family will join hands. If Fengling can carry nine moves according to the rules, she will enter the genealogy formally!"

Although Nangong family's blood is in her body, Fengling is not Nangong after all. It is an unprecedented opportunity for women to understand the nine Nirvana Sutra and gain the opportunity to enter the family tree.

Nangong family has been one of the three overlord of Zhongzhou for so many years. The details and collection are beyond the imagination of outsiders. This can be seen from the strong attitude of ancestors when facing Nanyuan Mohism at the banquet.

If you want to be a member of the Nangong family, Fengling has one last pass to pass.

The girl stood in the middle of the room, with her long red hair and skirt blowing in the breeze. Looking at the three old men with white beard, the wind chime bowed slightly and took off the red whip at her waist.

In addition to being upright, the law enforcement elder in Nangong family, even if the most promising talented girl in the family was standing opposite, there was no emotion fluctuation on the faces of the three old people.

Under the cover of fighting spirit, the three men put out their hands at the same time, and the vast momentum pressed towards the girl in front of them. Although they stood in the same place, the roaring fighting spirit turned into swords and swords, and went towards the girl.

The soft whip broke through the air, and the fiery fighting atmosphere formed a protective cover around the body. At the same time, the wind chime did not advance but retreated, and rushed to the position of the three law enforcement elders.

"Pa --"

The sword shadow swept in the whip swing, and the fiery and beautiful shadow was like a clever spirit in a moment.

The surprise on the three old men's faces was fleeting. Facing the fierce impact of the young girl, they spread out in a tripod.

Nangong's family turned pale in an instant.

No one would have thought that the wind chime would deal with the test in this way!

In the face of the three law enforcement elders, everyone thought that the girl would give priority to defense. Who could have thought that the seemingly weak woman would dare to defuse the three old men's fighting spirit by taking the initiative to attack?

Mo Yun's fiery eyes are more and more surprised!

The little girl in the challenge arena not only has outstanding talent and strength, but also has meticulous thoughts, which makes Mo Yun want his grandson to break the thorny rose more and more!

Mo Li was also surprised by the progress of Fengling.

Although the former wind chime was hot, it could not help but cringe when fighting. He was surprised by the progress of women he hadn't seen in recent years, but at the same time, he was more gratified.

At the end of the move, the three law enforcement elders were overjoyed. Although the test was still going on, there was a clear sense of releasing water.

It has to be said that Fengling is very smart and does not hide his talents. He shows his talents thoroughly. The three law enforcement elders who are dedicated to the development of the family are naturally reluctant to give up such outstanding talents.

With endless creativity and nine Nirvana Sutra, Fengling completely conquered a group of Nangong family. The woman who successfully took the nine moves only had a little sweat on her forehead, and even her clothes didn't look messy.

In the crowd, Liu zhuoyun's body kept shaking. Looking at the beautiful shadow on the challenge arena, his red eyes unconsciously left two lines of clear tears.

The old ancestor on one side couldn't close his mouth with a smile. He went to the challenge arena and took the little hand of the wind chime. At the same time, he carved the four words of Nangong wind chime into the genealogy.

"Congratulations, sister ling'er!"

"Congratulations, sister windbell!"

"Congratulations

As soon as she stepped out of the challenge arena, Fengling was surrounded by a group of Nangong family members. Women's future achievements and status could be predicted. At this time, it is natural to make good relations in advance.

Fengling is generous and dignified. She smiles and nods in response to a group of people. After searching the crowd, she finally finds Mo Li, who is looking at her with both hands.

He turned his head to smile apologetically to the crowd around him. Feng Ling strode toward Mo Li, but his body froze when he arrived.

Slowly turn your head, the kind eyes of the man beside you make the wind chime tremble.

Liu zhuoyun was a little nervous, his heart was fluctuating, his voice was hoarse and choked: "Ling... Ling er..."

Fengling's eyes are red, but she can't say that word when she opens her mouth several times.

Mo Li does not know when to go to the woman's side, the right hand holding a woman's cold hand, the left hand slowly stroking the woman's back.

"Daddy..."

It seems that her lover's caress gave her courage. Someone's lips slowly stood up in the wind chime, and Liu zhuoyun could no longer help tears.