Mo Hui has always been a kind of erotic talkative maniac, heartless and shameless.

It is the most transparent of the five people.

What? Why isn't Mo?

Mo Yan is just taciturn, and some people have already felt a sense of existence without words.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. Most of the appearance is full of beauty. However, even the old and dizzy Uncle Tai cannot deny it. Just by his appearance, he can beat the other four.

Most dead houses have pale skin, and Mo Wu is not listed here. He is white but not gray, so beautiful that he shines.

The facial features are not necessarily amazing, but they make everyone feel illuminated. In order to avoid readers talking about the number of old tea words, at least one thousand mouthfuls of water are removed here to describe the appearance.

So I have to ask you to imagine a little handsome guy who is a little thin, feminine but not sissy. If you think Mo Yan is not handsome enough, it must be that your imagination is not perfect enough.

How could such a young man who can already be distorted by his appearance alone be a little transparent person? Especially he is so incomparable.

Therefore, Mo Hui, who is not outstanding in everything compared to the other four, is the person with the lowest presence.

Especially after Mo Ku came to seek cooperation, Mo Ku deeply felt the terribleness of this person. Those mediocre and even somewhat annoying personalities and hobbies may be the protective colors he added to himself in order not to attract attention.

The name Mo Ku really fits his person, and no one knows what kind of person is hidden under the layers of disguised packages.

And now should be the time for him to see what he wants to do?

But he was so silly that he injured two people in a row, and the excuse was too far-fetched. He was not afraid of being angry and attacked by everyone and becoming the first person to die?

Mo Lin wanted to go back to the cave and drag Mo Ku out and beat him up. Mo Zhang, who was supported by Qiu Xinmo, snorted and said, "Why do you have to be so troublesome? He always comes out to burn incense for his ancestors. At that time, Xinmo will break his incense and make him feel more uncomfortable than beating him."

"Testing is important. We have been delaying the time along the way. If we didn't light the incense before 3:30, this test would have failed collectively."

Mo Yu suddenly realized, yes, so Mo Hui was sure that everyone would not be embarrassed by him at this time. The half-curved moon struggled out of the clouds, reminding everyone that the time was about to pass.

Mo Lin looked at the people around him, two injured and one was disabled. Except for Mo Ku who was destined to fail in the mission, he seemed to be the only one who was most likely to win the championship.

People are selfish. Even if the old man says something is true, even if they can't write two words Mo, they don't know how many rooms there are between them. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are strangers. So Mo Lin extinguished the idea of ​​pulling Mo Ku out and beat him up.

In some ways, this kid may have unintentionally helped him, although Mo Lin felt that his skills and abilities actually did not need help from others.

After leaving the cave, there is a deserted meadow. The artemisia in some places is waist-deep, and I don’t know if there are snakes, insects, rats and ants hidden inside.

After scanning the flashlight, I quickly found that at the center of the deserted meadow, I could see several deserted graves with heights and heights.

Mo Heng looked at Mo Yan and said in a friendly voice that he had never seen before: "Mo Yan, I see that your weasel seems to be very human. Why don't you let it go and have a look?"

"No need." Mo Lin found a wooden stick from somewhere: "I'll open the way. Let's finish it early and go back early. There is no sound everywhere in this ghost place, which is very terrifying."

Mo Wu has a good impression of Mo Lin. Although this person has a bit of anger and unruly temper, as long as you don’t provoke him, he will not bully anyone based on his height and great skills. Especially Uncle Tai, who is obviously much taller than him, may not be afraid of respect.

Mo Heng felt a little sad when he looked at Mo Lin, who could feel a little bit like a Shaolin monk with a wooden stick.

Qiu Xinmo, who was holding Mo Zhang next to him, whispered: "Why don't I..."

Mo Zhang shook his head without any trace and continued to limp forward.

Mo Heng sneered, stepped over Mo Zhang's master and servant, and went straight to chase Mo Lin.

"You little boys from the Mo family are really interesting." The weasel rushes his four short legs and swims like a yellow croaker in the sea of ​​grass. It's quite comfortable to watch it leisurely.

"You are old?" Mo Xian responded to Tiluoga once, and his tone was even more slight joke.

Tiluga was silent for a moment and said, "I am over two hundred years old."

Well, compared to this one, they are indeed all little boys, and Mo Ye believes that Tiluoga has never lie. The contract between them is bound by each other's promises, but after all, it is a contract that Mo Ye can vaguely feel that Tiluoga's emotions are at this moment with a hint of melancholy.

Even now he is still concerned about Mo Weimin and Han Dan. Even if they are really not his parents, Tiluoga, who has lived in his 200s, will miss his relatives even more?

Especially now she is still in a completely unfamiliar world.

Even a monk, he was taken to another world by the system and unfortunately became someone else's contract beast as soon as he died. He felt very sad.

Mo Yan subconsciously said, "Don't worry."

Tiluoga was confused by the three mindless words and asked, "Don't worry? What's worrying?"

Mo Wu suddenly realized that this plot seemed to be a joke with "Dream of Red Mansions". He felt that his ears were hot for a moment. He felt a little guilty and took a deep breath and said nothing.

"You have to be careful, the yin spirit here is very heavy."

Mo replied, "Well, I understand. Since this is the old tomb of the Mo family, and the ancestors of the Mo family were born as so-called cultivators, it should be normal for the heavy yin spirit to have a stronger qi?"

"No." Tirogalio's mute voice was a little cautious: "I don't know why, I always feel that there is something that makes me very annoyed."

While the two of them were talking, they had already walked to the cemetery near the cemetery. A incense had been inserted into the incense burner in front of the largest tomb. Mo Lin was using his hands to block the wind that blew from time to time to prevent the incense from being blown out.

Mo Zhang was holding Qiu Xinmo and lit his incense with his own hands, and inserted it into the incense burner where Mo Lin burned the incense.

They asked Uncle Tai before that this was allowed, and wherever they liked to burn incense on the grave, there was no such thing as coming first and then coming. Even if the five of them inserted the incense into an incense burner, it didn't matter.

As for who is selected and who loses in the end, it depends on God's will.

Mo Heng was more than ten meters away. The old tomb he chose was not very tall, but there was a circle of stones around him. A tree was planted directly in front of the tomb. Mo Heng felt that the tomb was in the center and the only one with stones, so this was the real main tomb.
Chapter completed!