Chapter 38

"Mo Han has seen master Lin Cheng!"

Mo Han stepped forward and saluted Lin Cheng with a flattering face.

"Hahaha... Uncle Mo said that you also have eighth class spiritual roots. As long as you practice well, your future is still good!"

Looking at Mo Han, Lin Cheng said with a smile.

"Thank you, master Lin Cheng!"

Hearing this, Mo Han's face was full of smiles, but turning his head, Mo asked the sky. The look in Mo Han's eyes instantly became cold.

"Master Lin Cheng came to Qingcheng this time?"

Mo Han seemed to think of something and suddenly asked.

"That's right!"

Lin Cheng whispered.

"Qingcheng, master Lin Cheng is here. Don't come quickly!"

Mo Qingcheng drank coldly in the cold Dynasty.

"Oh!"

Mo Qingcheng looked a little trance, stood up from his seat, saluted Lin Cheng slightly and said, "Mo Qingcheng has seen master Lin Cheng!"

"Good, good!"

See Mo Qingcheng.

Lin Cheng's eyes were full of admiration.

Mo Qingcheng in front of him, graceful, Emei thin face, at first glance, is really amazing and moving.

"Hahaha... Nephew Lin Cheng, if you are satisfied, please take your seats!"

Mo Yizhan laughed and pointed to several seats.

"Dad, you have to take care of it. The rules in my Mo's family are strict. Not everyone can enter here to attend the banquet. If some people are first-class spiritual waste, don't say!"

"It's absolutely lawless to dare to take the position of the eldest lady now!"

At this time, Mo Han suddenly shouted angrily.

"First class Linggen waste?"

"Lawlessness?"

Mo Wentian sat on the table, took a drink from his tea cup, but Mo Tianxiao beside him frowned deeply.

Don't ask about heaven's situation in Mo's family.

Worse than he thought!

"Ask God, this seat is not for you?"

Hearing Mo Han's words, Mo Yizhan's eyes flashed and his voice sank.

"This is mo Wentian?"

Hearing Mo Yizhan's words, Lin Cheng seemed to be ready long ago. He stepped forward and looked at Mo Wentian and laughed, "so this is the first waste of the Mo family. Lin Cheng was really lucky to see it!"

"Hum... This waste has simply disgraced my mo family!"

"I lost my face and left it outside. I don't know what face this waste has to sit here!"

"If I were you, I would have written it myself!"

……

There was a sound of mockery in the hall.

"Who is your excellency? When did a mad dog come to my mo family!"

Just when everyone thought that Mo Wentian was afraid to speak.

A indifferent voice suddenly came out of Mo Wentian's mouth.

"Mad dog?"

Everyone was a little stunned, and Lin Cheng's expression suddenly became distorted.

"Don't ask the heaven, you are just a waste of first-class Linggen. Master Lin Cheng is a noble guest of my mo family. You humiliate the noble guest like this, and you simply don't know how to live or die!"

Before Lin Cheng spoke, Mo Han suddenly stood up and said coldly.

"Waste?"

"Mo Han, who do you say is a waste?"

At this time, a very cold voice suddenly came, and then there was a very sharp sword gas, which swept through the hall.

The crowd only felt chilly, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Sky Xiao..."

Mo Han looked a little stiff, and then seemed to think of something. He shouted, "don't ask the sky is just a first-class spiritual root, not waste. What is it?"

"Forget the first-class Linggen. Now he has occupied three Zhu fruits of the Mo family and offended the enemy. He is the broom star of the Mo family!"

"Broom star!"

Three words, let Mo Wentian's eyes, flashed a touch of extremely terrible murderous.

Shameless Mo family.

When did three Zhu Guo become Mo's family?

He asked not where the Mo family was when he risked his life to seize Zhu Guo? Now I got Zhu Guo, but the Mo family said it was his Mo family. This cheek is simply thicker than cowhide!

"Mo Han, you think I dare not touch you if the Lin family supports you. If you dare to ask the sky, I will tear you to pieces!"

Looking at Mo Han, the murderous spirit in Mo Tianxiao's eyes soared.

"Sky Xiao!"

Seeing the angry Mo Tianxiao, Mo Wentian was slightly moved in his heart. Then he stood up and patted Mo Tianxiao on the shoulder and said, "leave it to me!"

"To you?"

Mo Tianxiao paused slightly, and then seemed to find something. Mo Tianxiao's pupils suddenly contracted violently.

"Hahaha... Good boy, I knew you wouldn't let me down!"

Mo Tianxiao looked at Mo Wentian and laughed.

"Won't let you down?"

Don't ask the sky with a smile, and then nananah said to himself, "I won't let you down, nor will I let them down!"

A touch of murderous spirit.

Pass through the eyes of the sky!

Then his eyes suddenly fell on Mo Han's body. Looking at Mo Han in front of him, Mo Wentian's mouth slightly aroused a touch of disdain.

"Mo Han, you say I'm a waste?"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han and asked indifferently.

"What are you, a first-class spiritual root? You will never become a swordsman who leaves the sword realm. Do you still think you are a genius?"

Mo Han looked at Mo Wentian and said sarcastically.

"Hahaha... It's ridiculous, little eighth class Linggen. What's the qualification to assert that I don't ask the sky and say I'm a waste, because you're a frog at the bottom of a well!"

Mo Wentian suddenly laughed and stepped forward. Looking at Mo Han, Mo Wentian suddenly raised a frightening light in his eyes.

"The ants don't know the size of heaven and earth!"

The indifferent voice sounded.

At this moment.

Mo Wentian's breath changed greatly, and his thin figure seemed to become the Supreme Master of Kendo at this moment. Under a pair of cold eyes, Mo Han couldn't help but retreat for several steps!

"You..."

Mo Han's face was full of surprise.

"You, what, you are also the eighth class spiritual root, but you kneel and lick others. Your Kendo is just a slave. Even if you become the sword emperor, you are just a humble slave!"

Mo Wentian looked at Mo Han with aggressive eyes.

"Good!"

Mo Tianxiao stood up, his eyes shining.

Then he looked at Mo Yizhan and said, "master Mo, I want a sword candidate this time, Mo Tianxiao!"

"What? Isn't Mo Tianxiao already a disciple of Tianjian sect? What does he want to do with the candidate of Jianzi? Does he still want to participate in the battle of Jianzi!"

"Is it to ask Mo Tian!"

"This boy, I don't know what shit luck he has taken. First class Linggen dares to participate in the sword battle!"

……

A group of people talked about it one after another.

"Tianxiao, this..."

Mo Yi's God of war was slightly frozen. The battle of swords, in short, was a family in which three family owners competed for the position of city Lord. Each family sent three disciples and finally won the title of swords.

You can get the position of city Lord!

"Uncle Mo, what do you think?"

Mo Tianxiao stepped forward and asked aggressively.

"I..."

Mo Yizhan's expression flickered and then said, "the strength of Wentian is really too low. I'm afraid it is..."

"Uncle mo..."

"Sky Xiao!"

Watching Mo Tianxiao speak again, Mo Wentian stepped forward slightly and interrupted Mo Tianxiao's words.

"Master Mo, he turned out to be a candidate for Jianzi. It must be that as long as his strength is reached, he can participate in the competition for Jianzi, right?"

Looking at Mo Yizhan, Mo Wentian suddenly asked with a smile.

"That's right!"

Mo Yizhan nodded slightly.