undead warrior

Chapter 14

"It just proves that it is the Mo family, whose son is not sure..."

When the erratic words came, Mo Laosan immediately looked anxiously. He didn't hear who said it. He was the first to look at Mo Wentian, but he saw that he was chatting with Rou'er in a whisper, and suddenly looked at other people. They all acted innocent, blowing their beards and staring angrily.

"Oh my god! More than [-]% of the blood, this is returning to the ancestors!"

There was a sound of exclamation, Mo Laosan rubbed his eyes and looked at the sleeve of the bronze statue, it turned out that there were more than four lines of blood, his heart was filled with ecstasy, Mo Kui stood there stiffly, frightened by the extent of his blood up.

Mo Caihua also fell into ecstasy, and shouted loudly, "Hurry up and tell the elders in the family that our Mo family has produced another genius!"

Hearing these words, Mo Wentian rolled his eyes, when did talent cultivation change to blood purity?Moreover, for more than a thousand years, the Mo family's bloodline content has not even exceeded [-]% to be considered a genius, so what are you?
He was a little afraid to try it, afraid of scaring the people in the room to death, so he pulled Yun'er's little hand, wanting her to test it first.

"Son, are you alright?"

Mo Kui kept one movement still, and Mo Laosan gave him a light push. This guy seemed to have drunk a pot of chicken blood, jumped up suddenly, turned around and shouted at Mo Wentian.

"You unfilial son, I'll see what you do this time, obediently give me your storage ring, and I may spare your life."

Mo Wentian understood why he made things difficult for him, narrowed his eyes, and said two words coldly, "It's the second time, you still have another chance."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed it aside, looking at a guard standing beside the bronze statue, "Hurry up and clean it up, the dog's blood has stained the ancestor statue."

When Mo Kui heard that he had insulted himself, he opened his mouth to scold him, but Mo Laosan stretched out his hand to stop him, "Let him try, if the bloodline content is less than one achievement, he is not considered a Mo family member, and then you can deal with him whatever you want."

Mo Wentian turned his head and grinned at the father and son, "What if my blood content is higher than your son's?"

Mo Laosan said without hesitation, "If your bloodline content exceeds [-]%, I will pick out your eyeballs and give them to you."

"Hehe, for the sake of your silent contribution to the Mo family, I don't want your eyeballs, I want your arm."

In people's eyes, it's as if they didn't say it. It's hard for the descendants of the Patriarch's line to exceed [-]%, not to mention the person who came out of who knows where, and no one has seen it.

But Mo Wentian looked at Mo Caihua solemnly, "Please invite the Hall Master Caihua to be a witness again."

Mo Caihua's character is that she is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and she seems to have a prejudice against Mo Laosan, so she immediately promised, "Don't worry, this is my favorite thing to do, and I will be a notary for both bets."

There is nothing to say anymore, the copper bowl has been cleaned, and the blood line has subsided. Mo Wentian took the dagger from the guard and was about to cut his finger, but he put the blade on his finger and asked Mo Caihua again, " Do you have a needle?"

Mo Caihua's body swayed. Others were afraid that the blood dripped would affect the test results, but this guy wanted an injection. This is no joke.

Seeing people glaring at him, Mo Wentian shrugged indifferently, and stabbed lightly with the tip of the dagger.

The skin was slightly torn, put down the dagger, forcefully squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped into the copper bowl, as if a drop of blood was so precious.

"Humph! It's a mystery."

Mo Laosan let out a cold snort, watching the drop of blood being absorbed by the copper bowl, and glanced at the sleeve of the bronze statue, wanting to see Mo Wentian's joke, but was struck by lightning.

Seeing that the blood-red lines quickly filled the four lines, and the momentum remained unabated, he felt his heart was broken, and he never expected to lose so easily.

What was even more unbelievable was that the fifth bloodline was easily completed, followed by the sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth!

After a full nine blood lines, the tenth line came to a head before stopping.

Everyone who saw this scene was petrified, but Mo Wentian was shocked.

broken!

He wasn't worried about exposing his blood content, but because his father used a secret method when he was born to increase the blood content of his whole body to the limit, which was close to [-]%.

But now it's only a little over [-]%, and less than [-]% of the blood is definitely polluted by the blood essence of demons.

He was even more worried that before he was buried alive, he was only half polluted, and he had been in a state of suspended animation for thousands of years, with no blood flow at all, and the pollution continued.

He smiled bitterly again, perhaps it was because of the blood essence of the demon in his body that he survived, otherwise he would have turned into a pile of dry bones.Blessing...woe...who can tell clearly!

"Who has [-]% of the blood? It's a blessing for my Mo family to have such purity in all the offshoots. Come with me to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors and be included in the ancestral hall."

Hearty words came from outside the door, and an old man with a dragon head and a cane stepped in, and there were two mighty guards with distinctive armor and swords.

(End of this chapter)