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0326 Old Grave

Changing the name back means that Mo Ku has completely bowed to fate, admits that he failed to forcefully reverse the trajectory of fate, and admits that he is a humble bug.

"He woke up too late." There was a hint of melancholy in Mo Lin's voice.

Things that happened more than a year ago are as clear as yesterday.

Several teenagers of different backgrounds gathered in a small desert village with different purposes, and from then on, they started a completely different life path.

He always felt that he was using the urban elite Mo Heng, who was the first to have an accident among several people. During the disaster, he fell out of the safe area, which was probably in danger. However, Qiu Xin, who was originally Mo Zhang's bodyguard, unexpectedly joined the Mo family, and his master died in a conspiracy and scheming.

Only Mo Ku, Mo Jae and Mo Lin were left.

But Mo Hui kept plotting against Mo Huan. Now Mo Huan is fine, but he has not had much time left.

Mo Wu did not tell Mo Lin that even though Mo Hui said these words to him, she still had a ulterior motive, which made Mo Lin think that this person still had a hint of kindness. He always had to keep some beauty and cleanness in his heart, so that he would have more reasons to struggle with the world.

He and Mo Qianlin are the two people Mo Ku hate the most now. These two people will inevitably fight one-sidedly. If one side is too weak and the other side is too strong, there will inevitably be one-sided crushing. The defeated side will certainly be miserable, and the winning side may become a legend in Daxia in the future.

This result is definitely not what Mo Ku wants to see.

It would be better for the two of them to die together, and Mo Ku would feel relieved.

Not all bad guys will have a great enlightenment before they die to take the road to whitewashing.

"What are your plans next?"

"I want to go to the old grave pit to see it." Mo Wu said, "Wouldn't you be sorry that Mo Hui took such a big risk to send me the news?"

After hearing what Mo Lin said, he immediately took out a blood-colored jade bottle and put it on the coffee table: "There is a blood-aby toad called 'Dalang'. My master said, if you go to the old grave, ask me to bring this with you, which will be of some use. If you don't go, I will send this thing to the old grave."

Mo Ye was slightly stunned.

He has a good relationship with Mo Lin, but it has not yet been so vigorous that it can affect Mo Jinsong. Why did he give himself an extremely rare Blood Abyss toad for no reason?

Besides, he didn't even know what happened to the old grave and what he would face. Mo Yan just vaguely felt that the huge change in the old grave at this time must be closely related to the mystery of his life experience, so he had to find out the truth.

"Who are you going to hand over this Blood Abyss toad?" Mo Yan was a little confused.

Mo Lin shook his head honestly, scratched his hair and said, "My master didn't say anything, that is, if you go to the old grave, you will give it to you directly. If you don't go, ask me to send it."

Mo Wu glanced at Mo Lin and had to envy his good luck.

There are parents who are determined to plan for their son, and there is also a good master who treats him sincerely.

He also heard that Mo Jinsong was searching everywhere for Tianzhi Liquid for Mo Lin.

"You go to Jiuyantang in a while and look for Han Shan or Gu Cangying, and you will say that I asked you to get the Tianmar, and you must be able to refine a bottle of Tianmar liquid."

Mo Lin's eyes suddenly glowed: "Really? Damn, Mo Wu, are you too interesting?"

His eyes were so bright that he looked like he was about to knock Mo down in the next second.

The big man your master gave me is not cheaper than a bottle of Tianmar liquid. Mo Wu is a little confused about Mo Jinsong's method, but his behavior must be kind-hearted.

Mo Lin didn't think so much, and he and Mo Xian didn't need to be polite at all: "Thank you in advance, brother. Wait until I advance to level B..."

At that time, this pervert, Mo Yan, probably was level A?

The sickly girl in the past no longer needed him to take care of her, and she was still a little disappointed. Of course, when she knew that her brother had such a talent, Mo Lin was happy from the bottom of her heart.

Everyone has jealousy.

In the Mo family, he is also a little genius who can catch up with his second senior sister Mo Xialing. Unfortunately, Lianhuadu's complacent self-satisfaction was immediately eliminated as soon as he arrived at Qilin headquarters. But from another perspective, if his brother is the most awesome in the world, he will be the second awesome one. At that time, he will be jealous of his brother at most, but countless people will be jealous of him Mo Lin as Mo Yan's brother.

The second most popular in the world is actually quite good. I can’t understand why people can’t see the group of people chasing themselves behind their butts, but must be stubborn and force themselves to chase those who are far ahead of them.

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The old tomb of the Mo family.

Although it was only a little over a year, if the five young men who walked into Guling from Gaojiafen Village, they would never recognize that this was the Mo family's old tomb.

Those dense artemisia that were tall by one person have now become barren lands, with a few dead grass scattered in the wind, shining and independent in the world.

The old tomb of the Mo family hidden in the weeds is now vast.

The strangest thing is that the edges of this lake with a range of about ten acres are covered with light blue ice crystals, which reflects the clear blue sky. However, it can still reach early autumn at more than 20 degrees at noon, and it looks weird no matter how you look at it.

The entire old grave pit was shrouded in a cold that invaded the bone marrow.

Sixteen cultivators sat outside the ice crystals. Most of them were wearing Mo's clothes. Their bodies were filled with complex and simple runes with various beads in front of and behind them. Their fingers were constantly formed with various handprints. Every time everyone waved forward at the same time, a wave of spiritual power would shake out, as if the blue ice crystals would advance a little further.

But within a moment, the ice crystals will melt a little again.

It seemed that there was an invisible person hiding in the dark and fighting with these Mo family cultivators across the air. The Mo family wanted to freeze this area.

The person who was in the center to preside over the formation was Mo Qianlin, the ancestor of the Mo family.

His face was quiet and peaceful, but his cheeks looked much paler than usual.

"Why do you have to do this? Since I promised you that I will let you go in two years and you will be able to keep your word. I have been waiting for five hundred years, so why bother to be anxious for a while?"

No one answered his question, but a circle of water waves suddenly shook in the middle of this small lake, and then another wave, one wave high like a wave, and the sea tide surged around like an angry tide.

The Mo family, who were sitting cross-legged, accelerated the sealing speed. Mo Qianlin in the center squeezed his ring finger tightly with his thumb, and suddenly flipped the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the center of the lake: "Go!"
Chapter completed!
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