Chapter 599

Feeling her uneasiness, Mo Cheng raises her head and Ziling hesitates to stand in the same place. Since she knows the origin with him, she will be embarrassed to face him again.

Mo Cheng looked at her, and then stretched out his hand. Purple Ling's eyes brightened, and the corner of his mouth suddenly burst out with a bright smile. He walked over quickly. At the moment when he was about to catch her, he put it down in vain, turned his head, and no longer looked at her.

Purple spirit is stiff there, face "Teng" ground is red. Staring at him, I cursed him seven thousand eight hundred times!

Dare to play with her like this, she doesn't want to help him, just let him have silver hair and red eyes all his life! Anyway, she would like to watch the real life version of shashengwan every day!

Suddenly, she was stunned.

God, what was she thinking?

A lifetime?

Pat cheek, purple spirit remind oneself sober some from time to time, she and he where can come for a lifetime!

All eyes fell on her, looking at the young girl who could replace Fu Wenzhu, as if examining a sacrifice that would be put on the table at any time.

These eyes make purple spirit hairy.

Just then, a big hand quietly took hold of her.

Purple spirit Zheng Zheng, raise head, to go up Mo City perfect get the side face of the common indignation. He was silent, his eyes were far away, and his eyes were far away. Hold her hand, but tightly.

Mo Tieyi propped up his cane and slowly got up. Facing everyone, he said excitedly, "today, we are finally waiting for that moment!"

"Wow ~"

there was a warm applause below. Everyone's face was filled with happiness and happiness. Not for themselves, for every descendant of Mohism. Ziling found that she was also deeply affected by this emotion, even if she needed to sacrifice herself to fulfill the joy.

After stabilizing his mood, Mo Tieyi added some inspirational opening remarks. Then he said, "now, the ceremony begins."

He motioned to sister Zhong, who went to the statue in the middle and slowly opened the red cloth.

For a moment, everyone held their breath and stared intently.

The red cloth was lifted to reveal a peculiar stone table with only a very square stone statue on it. A small beast, a miniature dragon, with a pair of wings no more than one third of its body, a pair of sharp ears on its head and sharp claws in the shape of a hook, stands majestic.

"What is this?" Purple spirit asked in a low voice, "it looks so strange ~"

Mo Cheng glanced at the stone statue on the altar, "guarding the beast of Mohism, Chifeng."

"Beast? Such a small one? " Purple spirit can't believe looking back, how do you think it's cute, like the cartoon animal in the animation, where can it be like the beast guarding the whole family?

Mo Cheng is silent, unwilling to say more about Chifeng.

Ziling looked left and right. The more she looked, the more she felt that Chifeng was very cute. She laughed. "If only I had this little beast as a pet, I would open a pet hospital in the future and use it as a living sign. Business would be good."

Mocheng's mouth twitched slightly.

As Ziling continued to fantasize, sister Zhong signaled them to come over and stand in front of the statue, where she circled a circle with cinnabar. It is said that anyone who has a bad heart towards Mohism can not enter the circle.

When they were standing in the circle, sister Zhong brought another stone inkstone, which was full of water. She dipped it in water with a branch of Sophora tree and threw a few drops at them. Then, standing in front of them, "next, I say mantra, you should follow me."

Mo Cheng has no expression on his face and is not unfamiliar with this kind of ceremony. But Ziling is different, it's cinnabar and branches of Sophora. It's like exorcising ghosts. She can't help but feel nervous.

Sister Zhong looked solemn and said a mantra in a strange tone and language. Mo Cheng soon read it out, and Zi Ling stammered along. When she met a forgotten place, she wanted to muddle through. Sister Zhong was very serious and asked her to read it again. Mo Cheng looked back at her and saw that she couldn't speak a single sound. She leaned over her ear and read word by word. Ziling read it one by one. In this way, she finally finished the whole mantra.

After reciting the mantra, sister Zhong took the lead to kneel down to the statue of Chifeng. Purple spirit in accordance with the gourd, also knelt down, a big gift. Only Mo Cheng, standing in the same place, didn't move. His eyes glared at the statue, but he was defiant.

Mo Tieyi sees Sun Tzu's unruly behavior and coughs heavily. Mo Cheng turns a deaf ear and waits for sister Zhong and Ziling to get up.

Then she took a dagger and handed it to Mocheng. Mo Cheng took it and cut a three centimeter long blood hole toward his left wrist. The blood immediately ran down his wrist. He reached up to Ziling and said, "drink."

Purple spirit swallowed to swallow saliva, stare at that ferocious blood mouth, a burst of tumbling in the stomach.

The blood is still flowing.

At the thought of the smell of blood, Ziling licked her tongue and couldn't adapt to it. Mo Cheng raised his hand and let the blood flow. He didn't mean to rush.

Sister Zhong frowned and said in a low voice, "if you don't drink it, the young master's blood will keep flowing."Purple spirit a surprised, flurried up, Mo City no waves of expression, unexpectedly can't find a trace of impatience. She secretly scolded herself, causing him to shed so much blood in vain. She quickly grabbed his hand, closed her eyes, put her mouth close to his wound, and swallowed the blood in one mouthful.

Looking at her forbearance, Mo Cheng said coldly, "my blood can enhance nearly 20% immunity in your body."

Purple spirit a listen, also can't take care of nausea, also want to take a few more, but was stopped by elder sister Zhong.

"Yes."

"Oh." Purple spirit looked at his bleeding wrist, reluctant to part.

In the ink city bandage wound Kung Fu, sister Zhong handed the knife to Ziling, "it's your turn."

Staring at the cold blade, purple spirit shrunk and struggled to ask, "can't you prick it with a needle?"

Sister Zhong shook her head without expression.

She picked it up with her teeth clenched and a knife in her hand, but she couldn't get it down.

This is a knife! It's her hand on the other side!

Which idiot will really be cruel to stab himself with a knife?

Do you have any?

Yes? Yes?

All of a sudden, her hand was held by someone, so strong that she couldn't take it out. Then, Ziling felt a huge pain on her wrist, which made her scream, "ah, asshole, let go! Let go! Are you a big dog? "

Mo Cheng clenched her hand, just in her white wrist, bit out a blood, nearly greedy in sucking her blood.

Purple spirit yells, dare not move again, move, the wound is painful to the bone.

After he had enough blood, the tip of his tongue gently scraped her wound, which made her feel excited, but accompanied by a strange feeling, like electric current, flowing to the whole body.

Mo City leaves, purple spirit sees that ring of clear tooth print on the wrist, it's still bleeding, she gnashes her teeth, her eyes glare at him. The latter gracefully wipes off the blood on the corners of his mouth with a silk towel, with a fairy like appearance and bloody lips. This picture has enough visual impact.

"Why bite me?" She asked angrily.

"You can't do it. I'm helping you." He took it for granted.

"Come on, it's more painful than a knife." Sister Zhong ordered someone to bandage her wrist. Ziling was so painful that she breathed out. She complained bitterly, "it's hard to heal where she's been bitten by her teeth. It will leave scars!"

Mo Cheng slowly raised his lips, suspected to smile, but not smile, light said, "with the mark, it's convenient to recognize the body."

Purple spirit stares at him one eye, "bah bah! Crow mouth

Where is it like they are carrying out the most serious ceremony of Mohism? It's like flirting. The elders on both sides have strange expressions. Even the young master, who always treats people coldly and never says much, can't help joking. It's really scary.

Only the statue, with a pair of listless eyes, staring at two people.

After the ceremony, sister Zhong covered Chifeng with red cloth.

Mo Tieyi came to Ziling with his walking stick. "From now on, you are a member of Mohist who has been recognized by our Mohist elders. You are the wife of Mo City! You have the obligation to do your part for Mohism, without reservation

Purple spirit always has a feeling of making a contract with the devil.

Sister Zhong greets Mo's parents into the hall, where a wedding banquet has been prepared.

When all the people were gone, Mo Tieyi sat back in the wheelchair, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face was a little pale. Regardless of suffering, he always maintains the dignity of the current patriarch.

He followed a tone, just open a way, "Mo City, now, you and purple spirit also are husband and wife, tonight is your bridal chamber flower candle."

His words, meaning more straightforward, purple spirit face a red, quietly raise an eye to see a Mo City.

Mocheng still has no ups and downs, and her eyes are slightly drooping, which can completely make up her mind.

Turn around and leave.

To his attitude, Mo Tieyi just sighed, then looked at Ziling and said, "Ziling, now that you know all about Mohism, you should understand the mission of Mo City. Don't blame your grandfather for his cruelty. If you hadn't swallowed Fu Wenzhu, it wouldn't have happened. If you want to blame it, you can only blame life. You can see the change of Mo City. I'm afraid he can't support it for long. If you don't save him, it's really too late. Quan Dang It's grandpa, please

This meeting's Mo Tieyi, completely does not have the stubborn and old-fashioned appearance in front of others, for the sake of his grandson, he does not hesitate to put down his position and ask for a teenage girl.

Ziling bit her lip. Even though she didn't have a good impression on Mo Tieyi, he was an elder. Besides, he's right. There's no time for Mocheng to delay.

For a long time, she nodded slowly, "I know."

Mo Tieyi relieved, "Ziling, you are really a good girl."

Ziling suddenly said, "can I make a request?"

Mo Tieyi is very generous to promise, "whatever you want, just say it."Ziling hesitated and said, "in order to take care of me, my uncle's family suffered a lot. I hope I hope they can live better in the future. "

Mo Tieyi starts to look at Su Ziling again. She looks so weak. Unexpectedly, her first, perhaps the only, request is for her uncle's family!

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