Immortal Sovereign of Ninth Heavens

Mohism has changed! Many masters were killed and injured overnight. Mo Yun, the leader of the family, was killed outside Liuding mountain. More than half of the elders of the Feizi generation were killed. All of them were loyal to Mo Yun.

Early in the morning, Mohism recalled the scattered clansmen. On the way back, they were attacked and killed again. By the time they got together at night, less than a fifth of the people had come back to the clan.

"Too much! It's lawless. We can't wait to die like this any more. We must show him some color! "

"Yes! We must teach him a lesson! Revenge for the dead people

"Elder, you have something to say! Can't you just watch the people being slaughtered by Yanhuang? "

In the meeting hall, all the Mohists were filled with righteous indignation, all of them were red necked and roaring for revenge.

Sitting on the head of the family is the temporary clan leader, Mo Yun's brother Mo Feng, who is also the grandfather of Mo Ziqi! Compared with other people's anger, Mo Feng's face is always calm, and his eyes even flash faint pleasure from time to time. Now that the overall situation of the play has been decided, it is time for the final ending.

Mo Feng didn't make a sound for a long time, and the crowd in the hall gradually stopped shouting. Looking at the calm face of the old man in high position, many people could not help but have a bad premonition.

"Mo feijiang, Mo Feihu and Mo Feiliang, where were you three last night?"

Mo Feng doesn't mention revenge at all. Instead, he opens his mouth and questions the three people standing in front of him. The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense and delicate.

"What does elder mean?"

The three brothers are mo Yun's own sons and the backbone of his faction. Facing the sudden trouble of Mo Feng, Mo feijiang, the oldest, asks coldly. Although his expression is calm, his hands behind him are quietly gesturing.

"Don't waste your time, your people have been controlled half an hour ago!" Mo Feng's cold voice makes the people who don't know why jump a few times. Many people with flexible mind immediately want to understand the cause and effect, and their forehead can't help seeping out layers of sweat.

"You are the one who did it!" Mo feijiang's face was full of anger, and he yelled: "Mo Feng, you have colluded with outsiders to kill your classmates, you want to rebel!"

"If you're right, I'll make it."

As the voice falls, Mo Feng's body jumps down from the main position and pours on the three people like a giant ROC. The whole hall is covered in horror.

"Heaven is holy!"

Mo feijiang's face is full of shock, subconsciously issued a exclamation, want to draw a sword to resist, but found it difficult to move under the pressure of the tsunami.

Poof——

The sword is flashing scarlet!

Answer... Answer... Answer

The bodies of Mo feijiang's three brothers fell down slowly, and the blood splashed down was obvious in the silent hall.

All the Mohist people tremble physically and mentally. In the face of Mo Feng's cold eyes, no one dares to look at him.

"Mo Yun's leadership is helpless, and he secretly colludes with the four islands of Yama to bring our Mohist family to a place of eternal doom. I, Mo Feng, was ordered by my ancestors to succeed as the family leader. Do you have any objection? "

"See you

Seeing that Mo feijiang's three brothers were killed by thunder, the last hope of Mo Yun faction was completely destroyed. How dare people have any opinions?

The Mohist school is full of blood, and the change of power has always been accompanied by cruel killing

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Liudingcheng is the territory of Mohism. We all know that something serious happened to Mohism, and the various forces in the city also become nervous, for fear of being affected.

Today, the most prosperous restaurant in ordinary times is in poor business. There is only a lonely figure sitting near the window in the hall on the second floor. The events of Mohism attracted people's attention in the past, and no one even found that the young people sitting here were the mortal enemies of Mohism, the leader of Yanhuang alliance, and the youngest in Zhongzhou!

In the process of drinking and drinking, there was a small sound of footsteps on the stairs, and a man with slovenly robes and fluffy hair stepped into the hall step by step. A man looks only in his fifties, but his eyes are full of the vicissitudes of old people. His beard was loose at the corner of his mouth. After looking around the hall, he went straight to Mo Li and sat down.

The middle-aged man was not polite. He picked up the wine pot on the table and poured a cup. He said: "don't leave me. I'm very interested!"

"The elder generation is not the same, Mohism has such a big thing, and the mood to come here to drink, worthy of the name of natural and unrestrained scattered people!"

This is the most outstanding genius of Mohism thirty years ago, Mo Feiyang, who has been depressed for half his life!

"It's just the ridicule of the world. There's no praise for it." Mo Feiyang laughs at himself, raises his glass, touches Mo Li, and drinks it with his head up.

"Not really, at least not from the free and easy for the predecessors, is from the bottom of my heart's admiration!" That's true. In this society of the jungle, Mo Feiyang's infatuated man really deserves respect.

"Come on, No gossip! Don't leave childe and Ziqi but planned a good play, now the overall situation has been decided, can you please childe stop here? "

Mo Li shook his head, laughed and said sincerely, "don't blame me, master. Mo Li did take part in this event, but it's only limited to the master who killed Mo Yun. I haven't been involved in the internal fight of Mohism from the beginning to the end. Mo Li has finished what he should do. How can he stop? I'm afraid I've got the wrong person. "

Mo Li guessed that Mo Feiyang must have another purpose to find him, but he didn't expect to come to intercede. And certainly not for Mohism, but for one of them.

"I don't care about others. Don't hurt Ziji."

Sure enough. Mo Feiyang is here for his only son.

Mo Li laughed again and sighed: "I'm afraid you don't know, master. As early as yesterday, Ziqi brothers had arranged to send your wife and son to Zhongzhou. At this time, we should have arrived at canglan college. "

Mo Feiyang's eyes were a little complicated. After a long time, he sighed: "it's OK. Although Ziji's talent is good, he's too bad for intrigue. The most difficult thing in life is to put it down. I hope he can learn it! "

Mo Feiyang finish saying words slowly get up, come of suddenly walk of is more free and easy.

Mo Li has been staring at the road is not strong but after the vicissitudes of the back, until it completely disappeared, still can not come back from the words full of philosophy. The most difficult thing in life is to put it down, but this simple word is a magic barrier that many people can't break in their whole life.

In any case, the threat from Mohism has been lifted, and it's time to meet yamashidao for a while.