[69 Book Bar - www.] In the reception hall of the Mo family, the second-rate old man Mo Yan heard Xiao Dongzi’s reply, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger. He slapped the table and stood up, saying angrily: "Shu Zi
That's too much! Mo Zhantian, you are a loser and you don't know how to discipline your son, so let me do it for you! Come on, take me to find that boy!"
Xiao Dongzi was startled by the momentum of the bad guy. This bad guy was usually very cruel, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he had no choice but to lead Mo Yan to find Mo Xingheng.
Young Master, this old man is really in a rage. He can't stand it any longer. Now it's your turn to take action!
Xiao Dongzi was excusing himself while taking Mo Yan to Tianxiangju. The anger of the second-rate man along the way made him tremble with fear.
Mo Yan and Xiao Dongzi walked into Tianxiang Residence and saw Mo Xingheng and his sister squatting with weird footwork. Their anger rose again. It turned out that all this good-for-nothing son was busy doing was having fun here. It was too much.
Got it!
Mo Yan was just about to get mad when he saw Mo Xingheng turning his head and making a "shh" gesture to him, and whispered: "Don't try to get my sister to practice, we will talk about it later. Of course, if my second uncle, you
If you don’t want Mo Chenyu to regain his freedom, then there’s nothing I can do.” After saying that, he turned around and walked with his sister. In order to encourage his sister to persevere, Mo Xingheng himself also walked together and told stories to attract Chenyu.
sister's attention.
"Uh, where did we just talk?" Mo Xingheng asked.
"Speaking of Sister Lin entering the Jia Mansion..." Mo Linjuan's legs were already numb. If Mo Xingheng hadn't told her the story of "Dream of Red Mansions", she would have been unable to hold on any longer.
"Well, by the way, Sister Lin entered Jia's house, and Mrs. Wang tried every means to prevent her from meeting Jia Baoyu..."
Mo Xingheng told his sister about Dream of Red Mansions without anyone else around him. Xiao Dongzi was also fascinated by it, and the rich man almost burst his lungs.
The second-rate master's eyes were filled with fire. He clenched and relaxed his hands, relaxed and then clenched them. This was a complete insult to Chi Guoguo, a high-level warrior of Xuanzong! The second-rate master wanted to punch this guy no less than dozens of times.
The disrespectful good-for-nothing was shot to death. Every time he wanted to take action, he held back because he thought his son couldn't move.
Finally, after forty minutes, Mo Xingheng felt that his sister's body had reached the limit, so he stopped telling the story and said, "Okay, let's stop here today."
Mo Linjuan was still immersed in the love story between Sister Lin and Jia Baoyu. For a moment, she didn't realize that she was still in a horse stance. Just when she was about to move her body, she fell down with an "ouch" and her legs were gone.
any perception.
Mo Xingheng hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit up, and put his right hand on her back. A stream of mysterious energy continued to enter her body, relieving the pain and numbness in her legs, and then said: "Pat the sore legs gently with your hands."
It’ll be fine in a while.”
Mo Linjuan lightly slapped her thighs with both hands. After a while, Mo Xingheng stood up, finally faced Mo Yan, and said in surprise: "Second... uncle, why are you here?" He turned around and faced Mo Yan.
Xiao Dongzi said sternly: "Why didn't you tell me when my second uncle came? You don't want to hang out anymore, right?"
Xiao Dongzi was a ghost. Why didn't he understand what the young master meant? He immediately pretended to be frightened and said: "Young, young, young master, second, second master..."
Mo Xingheng stopped him and said, "Don't argue. Every offense must be punished. For you to have committed such a heinous crime, I have decided to punish you with one day's wages."
Mr. Mo Er almost burst out of his lungs. In his decades of life, he had never been so insulted by someone, and the other person was still a loser. He was so angry that he was breathing heavily and might explode at any time!
If it weren't for my son's fault, I would have punched your good-for-nothing in the head!
Mr. Mo Er tried his best to hold back the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "What did you do to Mo Chenyu? Why can't he move at all?"
"Ah? What happened to cousin Chen Yu? It couldn't be that Guo ran away in broad daylight and couldn't think about it for a moment, right?" Mo Xingheng said in surprise, "I didn't do anything to him. Why don't my second uncle bring him over?
Let’s see? Maybe my nephew can enlighten my cousin, it’s not a big deal, it’s just a game of running around in public, my cousin’s ability to bear it is really poor!”
Can't think about it? Can't bear it? Can you enlighten me? Mr. Mo Er's anger is rising. It's shameless. It's so shameless!
Hum! Mr. Mo Er snorted angrily: "You'd better beg Chen Yu to be fine, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, so what?" Mo Xingheng was most upset when others threatened him, so he immediately pulled his face down, looked at Mo Yan with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "What did you do when your son humiliated me?
Why don't you come out and fart? Could it be that your son's surname is Mo and my surname is Mo? Now that your son's skills are not as good as others, you stand up as an elder and threaten me, a junior. What does it mean? It's not you who has the final say in the Mo family.
Right? Do you want to ignore the rules set by our ancestors? Hum, I finally understand, what kind of son will be born from what kind of father I am."
Anyway, they had already broken their skin, and Mo Xingheng stopped being hypocritical with him. He really didn't believe that Mo Yan would dare to touch him, unless he dared to ignore the rules left by his ancestors and dare to ignore the anger of the elders. So Mo Xingheng
It will no longer leave him any face.
"You don't know how to live or die!" Mo Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said disdainfully: "How can you compare with my son!"
"Hahahaha..." Hearing this, Mo Xingheng burst out laughing and nodded, "Yes, I am not as good as your son. I admit this, because I, Mo Xingheng, will never dare to
He ran away in front of everyone, and he didn't dare to yell at his father and brother in front of everyone in the Mo family. In these aspects, I, Mo Xingheng, am indeed not as good as your son, so I am willing to be the inferior!"
"Seeking death!" Mo Yan clenched his fists, and a fierce murderous look flashed in his eyes. Mo Xingheng's words touched his sore spot. Mo Chenyu's feat today can be said to be the biggest stain in his life. Mo Yan's anger was overwhelming, and he was filled with anger.
Powerful mental pressure spread instantly, and Mo Linjuan and Xiao Dongzi on the side suddenly felt like they were suffocating and had difficulty breathing.
Mo Xingheng sneered and looked at Mo Yan nonchalantly, wanting to use mental pressure to suppress him. Just as he intended, Mo Xingheng's current mental power is an enhanced version that combines two soul origin marks.
It's just that the mental power of his previous life was not something Mo Yan could resist now.
With a glare, Mo Xingheng's whole body suddenly emitted a more powerful and sharp pressure, which instantly defeated Mo Yan's mental pressure. Mo Xingheng's mental power did not stop because of this, but
It's to take advantage of the situation and pursue it.
"puff!"
Mo Yan's body took three big steps back before he stopped. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. His face was extremely pale. It was obvious that Mo Yan's soul had been greatly damaged by the mental confrontation just now.
"You are actually a three-star soul master!" The murderous aura in Mo Yan's eyes became more and more intense. He finally understood why Mo Xingheng dared to be so arrogant today. It turned out that Mo Xingheng was training as a soul master and could make him a
Even the masters of Xuanzong's seventh grade were injured, and the soul masters were at least three-star level.
This waste cannot be kept, absolutely cannot be kept!
The murderous aura in Mo Yan's eyes became more and more fierce, and he was weighing in his mind whether to kill Mo Xingheng now. In his opinion, although Mo Xingheng was a three-star soul master, his Xuan Gong cultivation was only at the fifth level of Xuan Disciple.
He can now kill Mo Xingheng with just one finger.
"Soul master, what soul master?" Mo Xingheng was confused. How could he attack directly with his mental power?
Mo Xingheng's mental power was only so powerful after he practiced hypnosis and soul-stirring techniques in his previous life. However, in his Zodiac sign, mental power cannot directly attack the human body. At most, it can cause a mental effect on people.
It was just a feeling of oppression. But Mo Yan, who was in the seventh rank of Xuanzong just now, was directly injured and vomited blood under his mental attack. This made him very puzzled: This is unscientific!
Although Mo Xingheng's mental power is extremely powerful, he does not know the true mystery of mental power. In his opinion, mental power has no use except for hypnosis and soul-stirring.
In fact, it is not the case. If mental power is used properly, it can be a real killer weapon. Just like the soul masters in this world, they rely on mental power to kill people. A soul master with a high star level can kill someone with just a few waves of mental shocks.
The souls of his equal-level Xuan Kung masters were destroyed, and they didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated.
However, although Mo Xingheng now has strong mental power, he is not a soul master. The reason why Mo Yan's soul was damaged just now was because Mo Yan suddenly discovered that Mo Xingheng's mental pressure was much higher than his.
Duo, a hint of fear suddenly arose in his heart, and he forcefully took back his mental power, but Mo Xingheng's mental power took advantage of him. Taking advantage of the victory, he pursued and attacked along the route that his mental power retreated.
Deep in his soul, and injured his soul. If he did not choose to give in, and directly let the mental power radiated out to be defeated and destroyed by Mo Xingheng's mental power, at most it would be some oppression of the spirit, and he would immediately be unable to do anything.
There is no trace of Xingheng's spiritual power, so his soul cannot be hurt.
This was a completely unexpected coincidence. On earth, this kind of thing would be impossible to explain, but there is a soul master profession in this world, so Mo Yan naturally believed that Mo Xingheng was a soul master.
The eighteen-year-old three-star soul master posed an extremely great threat in the future. Mo Yan weighed the pros and cons and felt that he must be strangled in the cradle now. Otherwise, he would be a great threat to himself if he did not wait for him to grow up.
Judging from everything he did today, this good-for-nothing is a scoundrel who will seek revenge, and he cannot be left alive in the world any longer.
Another fierce murderous aura flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and he slowly stretched out his right palm, and then struck Mo Xingheng with a powerful force of black power.