For a long time, in addition to the patriarch, the Mo family set up twenty-four elder seats, and then set up forty-eight hall masters, and the indefinite number of heirs were independent of this - for a sect, this is a clear proof of vigorous development, but at first it was puzzling that none of the seventy-two seats could have a blood relationship within three generations, and if a family member was promoted to the sect's heir, it would be forced to abdicate.

It's just that people like Mo Zi who are familiar with the secrets of the Mo family know very well that this is not to prevent abuse of power, but to ensure that there are enough people to launch the holy relics as sacrifices.

It's cruel and inhumane, but that's the duty of being a high-ranking member of the Mo family, starting with the elders, and dying generously one after another, you can be dissatisfied, you can stop it before it is launched, but once it is launched, you have no choice.

The phenomenon of family disciples oppressing ordinary disciples is normal in the big family, but in the Mo family, it is just to make up for the concessions of the Mo family's upper echelons.

This is very unfair to ordinary disciples, but the risks to be taken by both sides are completely different, and if ordinary disciples are good enough and have a high enough consciousness, they will also be absorbed into the system.

Of course, the responsibility of sacrifice must also be accepted.

Therefore, it has been difficult for ordinary disciples to enter the inner gate in the past hundred years, how is it not another kind of kindness, maybe you will say that there has been no threat to the inner disciples in these hundred years, but who can predict the blessings and disasters of tomorrow?

……

"What do you mean?"

Mo Qingye still didn't understand, or he didn't intend to understand, but grabbed Mo Zi's collar and shook it vigorously.

This is not to blame him, not every seventh son of the Mo family is qualified to know this kind of thing, just like the children of the Mo family who have died now must have been kept in the dark by the elders of the family.

Still, there are some differences.

"Don't worry, we're fine, we're the seventh son of the Mo family. Mo Zi shook off this sentence, and then broke away from Mo Qingye's hand and left.

His face was full of anger.

"You guy...... What do you mean?!" Mo Qingye shouted at Mo Zi's back until Xiahou Zun came up and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't run away, bury your kindred. ”

Because it is Xiahou Zun, Mo Qingye is not good at losing his temper anymore, and he doesn't have the cheekiness to vent indiscriminately.

I don't know, but how can I not guess.

Mo Qingye couldn't understand that his parents would cry bitterly about him being selected as the seventh son of the Mo family, with his ability, wasn't it natural for him to be selected?And as a price, his father had to step down from the position of elder...... But now it seems—

"We ...... Is it the seed that spreads fire?" Mo Qingye unwillingly slammed his fist on the ground.

Shake off the ink green leaves here, but the intelligence officer who likes to get to the bottom of it is here.

"What's that?" Yan Ya pointed to the thousands of miles of solid walls in the sky that had not completely disappeared.

"The Great Wall, holy relics. Mo Zi said in a tone of answering academic questions.

"Why such a senseless sacrifice?"

"Senior Sister Yanya, this is not a meaningless sacrifice, this statement is unfair to the victims. Because he knew the other party's personality well, Mo Zi was unexpectedly able to stay calm.

To be precise, he is well aware that he does not have the right to lose his temper.

In the Mo family, the only one who can really be liberated is the seven sons of the Mo family, if he can do better, there will be no such sacrifice.

He is still far from the realm that resounded in the sky, far, far away......

"I'm sorry. Yan Ya quickly apologized, although it didn't sound very sincere, but it was because she was not good at words, "But I still think that only willing sacrifices are meaningful." ”

Should I say that Yan Ya is a qualified intelligence officer, or is it better to say that she is a principled person? Anyway, Mo Zi was touched.

"Why don't we say we're willing?"

The man's face was full of horror and bewilderment. ”

Yes, the dead Mo family disciple did not show an expression of generosity to die...... Thinking of this, Mo Zi couldn't help but clench his fists.

"You're right, sacrifice is right, but it's not right—let's go back. ”

Then tell everyone the truth.

……

If the loss did not make them feel much victory, then after the appearance of this iron wall that inspires the world, they are left with only heaviness.

It can't be concealed, and the companion died mysteriously on the spot, if there is no association, it would be too insulting to IQ, of course, the Mo family has always opposed the attack, maybe there is an idea of concealing all this.

But Mo Zi didn't continue to stick to the rules, he told everyone the secret that didn't involve the core part, maybe his original intention was to inspire everyone not to live up to the sacrifice of the deceased, but the result was not good.

"In the final analysis, it is easy to make people feel that they are fighting hard not for the Great Song Dynasty, but to save the children of the Mo family...... You must know that the hatred of the rich and the hatred of power will never disappear, no matter what the circumstances. ”

Sun Jun pointed out that Mo Zi's mistakes, although he is often ridiculed for only stunts, but in fact he can only talk on paper, but when he analyzes problems as an assistant, he can maintain objectivity and calmness that ordinary people do not have.

"It's my lack of consideration. ”

Mo Zi had to say this, and there was no time for them to think about it next.

Annihilate the enemy and erase all traces...... But this does not completely guarantee safety, because there are troops who have lost contact, and the enemy, no matter how stupid, can guess what is going on.

They are fighting for the time of the enemy's search and reaction.

But unfortunately, their mecha had not yet warmed up, and they were attacked by enemy troops early in the morning of the 12th.

Fortunately, the enemy only had 6,000 men, and it was estimated that they had come to inspect the situation.

"What's going on, how does the enemy know we're here?"

After the mecha was recaptured, of course, the tracking magic that could be left behind was ruled out as soon as possible, even the Mo family, who could not be seized by the mecha, was prepared for this, and they didn't believe that Suss would be defenseless.

However, as far as the results are concerned, Seuss's precautionary facilities are useless and can be easily identified...... In retrospect, how could they not have thought that this was an illusion?

Anyway, the battle began. The enemy army of 6,000 dared to come to reconnoitre, and it was undoubtedly equipped with mechas, unlike the previous ambush battles, this battle did not leave much time for them to prepare, and it could be said that it was a frontal battle. With the advantage of numbers, they won.

Kill a thousand, lose a thousand, and the rest are scattered.

"The combat power unit has come out, and one Mo Qingye is equal to a Suss eighth-order mecha!"

In the face of more than one percent of the casualties, even if Zhuang Shen tried to joke, everyone couldn't laugh.

As he said, the opponent's ten intact mechs led the team, and the lethality was not as simple as the previous team of three thousand times two. Mo Qingye barely fought one mecha on his own, Ban Chao was slightly superior, Yan Ya was able to entangle one, and the others led troops to fight two and the rest of the soldiers...... Counting the logistics personnel, a whole 10,000 people can't be freed up, and the same number of losses as the opponent is already considered to be extraordinary.

Where are the other five, you ask?

Obviously, Mo Zi solved Wutai alone, yes, he was the first to reverse the disadvantage.

After the battle with Xie Haoran, Mo Zi's level of sincerity can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, and the experience of the civil war has enriched his combat experience, so that Mo Qingye was left behind in just one year.

"Why am I so weak!"

Compared to jealousy and competition, Mo Qingye regretted his powerlessness even more, if he was a little stronger......

"You have to get the hang of it when you fight those guys, and the strength is already stronger than ours, so you can't fight hard. ”

Ban Chao, who had an excellent record, said to him, and when Mo Zi returned from victory, he also solved the opponent, although there was an insurmountable gap between five and one, but Ban Chao's current high-spirited fighting spirit was unmatched by anyone in the team.

"Why are you so desperate?"

Mo Qingye couldn't help but ask.

"For the kindness of Shu Di to block the attack, in addition to fighting hard, I don't know how to repay, as for the prejudice...... Ban Chao smiled like a reckless man, "I'm not from Qin'an Province, I don't know what you did, but even if I knew, I felt that I should give priority to 'learning to be grateful'." ”

Mo Qingye didn't mention this issue, but seriously asked Ban Chao for advice.

Ban Chao's words reminded him.

If you don't even work hard to help yourself, then what qualifications do you have to hope for others to help you?

Sympathize?

He prefers to turn that into praise and recognition!

What Mo Qingye didn't know was that when he made such a determination, that power began to sprout quietly in his body.