At the VIP table, seeing Mo Cheng like this, the most painful thing in his heart was Yi Yu, who let out a crisp cry, and then quickly walked past Mo Cheng's side.
"Brother Mo Cheng...are you okay~"
Yiyu was crying, trying not to let her tears flow down, but the circles above her eyes were still bright red.
Watching from above, Yiyu was simply on tenterhooks, as if he was the one being beaten, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable.
Seeing Mo Cheng fighting for his life against Wu Rong, who was so disparate in strength, his heart ached. However, Wu Rong fell onto the battlefield and was defeated, but he didn't feel the slightest joy. He only thought about whether brother Mo Cheng was intact.
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The latter's expression slowly recovered while he was running the Hanjun Conjoined Body. He took Yiyu's soft and boneless little hand, closed his eyes, and experienced an astonishing recovery in his body. Finally, he let out a breath of turbid air and stood up.
"I'm fine."
Mo Cheng, who opened his eyes, was moved and directly pulled Yiyu over. His unbearable little waist crashed into Mo Cheng's arms.
Very domineering.
Yiyu ignored the many complicated looks in the audience and hugged Mo Cheng's neck.
It seemed that doing so could relieve Mo Cheng's pain.
Wu Rong was in the audience, his face did not have the discouragement and decadence of a loser, but he stared at Mo Cheng with interest and muttered:
"I didn't expect that with the warrior's spiritual power, I couldn't be the first among the juniors... Haha, it's really interesting. It seems that it's time to reveal my true face in Lushan and surprise people? I haven't held a sword for a long time~"
He looked at Mo Cheng, his eyes filled with fighting intent.
On the stage, it took a long time for Mo Cheng and the two to separate and walk up to the VIP stage.
Wow~
There was an uproar in the audience. This junior was too calm! In front of him was the number one junior in the city! Why did he look so unconcerned? It was really the behavior of a big shot!
Likewise, among the younger generation, Mo Cheng from the Mo family became an instant success in Chiyuan City!
It’s okay to not know the names of the heads of the five families, but this one has been talked about by everyone for a long time.
Mo Cheng is the real dark horse in this competition!
The competition is over and the top ten candidates have been decided.
There are four people from the Mo family, three from the Meng family, two from the He family, and one from the Ren family. However, no one from the Lu family, who always does things in a high-profile manner, has joined.
The Mo family has also become the patriarch of the five families in the city, possessing great privileges!
Therefore, this matter has excited the Mo family for a long time.
The competition came to an end, and these fierce battles became the talk of everyone's lips, and the Mo family's status rose straight up.
During the competition, I saw the strong man in black robe. He still seemed to be watching and protecting the Mo family. Therefore, any action that was detrimental to the Mo family would make people think twice before doing anything. In this way, Mo Cheng saw it and was a little relieved.
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Because, I at least gained some face for the Mo family and did something for the Mo family.
And it seems that I can go to the academy with peace of mind and embark on my own spiritual journey.
The elders of the college and some college students still live under the Mo family's roof. This time, their attitude towards the Mo family has undergone some fundamental changes.
Everyone knows that everything is because of Mo Cheng!
Now, in the Mo family, Mo Cheng not only has prestige among the younger generation, but also has a strong voice among the elders!
Mo Cheng, on the other hand, had an indifferent attitude towards these. He and Yiyu were cultivating their relationship in their own residence, listening to Yiyu talk about various things in the college, and what they had encountered in the college in the past few months.
Everything, everything, made Mo Cheng feel novel, and he was full of curiosity and yearning for Lingbei College.
Such an ordinary day has passed for two days, nothing happened, everything is normal.
On the morning of the third day, when Mo Cheng was alone in the house trying to figure out how to be a genealogist, someone summoned Mo Cheng and asked him to go to his father.
Mo Cheng then stood up and left the room for the first time in the past few days.
Along the way, everyone saw Mo Cheng's eyes changing from contempt and disdain in the past to awe and flattery now...
When I arrived at Mo Yingluo's house, I saw my father waiting outside the house, so I greeted him with a smile.
"Father." Mo Cheng called.
Mo Yingluo looked at her son kindly, feeling relieved, maybe he could really take over the burden on his shoulders in the future!
"Cheng'er, let me take you somewhere." Mo Yingluo smiled.
Mo Cheng did not speak, but nodded, and then followed his father who was already walking.
Arriving at the backyard, Mo Yingluo did not stop, but Mo Cheng discovered that the place where his father was walking was actually the large stone wall at the foot of the backyard.
When I was a child, I often went there to play, but I never thought about its extraordinary features. But now that my father has gone there, it seems that it will definitely not be simple.
Sure enough, Mo Yingluo walked to the smooth stone wall and stopped.
Then, Mo Yingluo's solemn face showed a slight excitement, and then he raised a hand and pressed it.
From the palm of his hand, a steady stream of spiritual energy flowed out and merged into the stone wall. There was no response at first, but within five breaths, there was only a "boom" sound, and the stone wall actually shattered and opened to both sides.
Drive away.
It was pitch black inside.
No one must have noticed the vibration of the stone wall, because somewhere in the backyard, Mo Yingluo had stopped anyone from stopping there without any reason, so it did not attract any attention.
In fact, no one knows that this stone wall has such a mechanism. Except for the old man who trusts it very much, it is the great elder who took over from the previous one.
And here, when Mo Cheng entered, he first felt the sudden discomfort of the light, and then was suddenly shocked.
Directly opposite, there is a domineering sword, thrust straight into the stone platform that is slightly higher. On the side, there is a whole row of wooden latticework.
Vigorous spiritual power fluctuations can be sensed from the sword, and there are unusual spiritual power lines surging all the time on it.
Now, Mo Cheng finally knew that this place was where two great treasures were hidden in his home!
And everyone in the Mo family, except for the old man and the great elder Mo Kun, have only heard of it.
Looking at the big sword exuding inexplicable pressure in front of me, a slight sense of familiarity flashed in my heart, and a strong desire to conquer it!
"I don't know who made the news in the family. Now, there are rumors outside that our Mo family has a great treasure. What they say is true. But right in front of us is the unborn great treasure in my family." Mo Yingluo said slowly.
"Actually, these two great treasures that cannot be used by humans were left by your mother back then. I don't know if you want to keep them here for a while, or if you want my Mo family to use them to grow stronger. However, after many years, I have tried to use them.
There is no one who can draw this sword..."
"This sword is called Bai Yin Sword."
As Mo Yingluo's last word fell, the big sword that Mo Cheng was staring at visibly trembled, as if... he had spiritual intelligence?
The sword is very large, but it is glowing with a fiery red color. At the end of the sword, you can see the head of a domineering dragon sinking into the ground. The handle at the top is also winding but oppressive. How strange!
Under the exaggeration of this white chanting sword, not far away, there are beauties shining, like a terrifying river of blood flowing, which is eye-catching and frightening. Just looking at it, you can feel your heart tremble.