Mo Ye's foreign language level is very poor, even if he has obtained the Holy Book for so long, even if he has been stimulated with strong spiritual power, developed his brain domain, changed his bloodline, and cultivated his sword qi, his foreign language level is still very poor.

Oh, that's missing. Mo Xie not only has a poor foreign language level, but his Chinese level is not much better, and even the exercises exchanged have to be translated by others to help translate.

He didn't read much when he was a kid because the orphanage had no money. The amount of money received from above and the donations raised through various channels is only five or six thousand at most, and the children in the orphanage are as many as 300 at most.

He did not read much when he was a teenager, and although he entered school, he did not have textbooks because he was a "public-funded student" who did not pay money, and he was punished for various reasons, such as standing in class, standing outside the classroom, standing on the playground to salute the national flag, and he stayed in school for eight hours, seven of which were standing.

Then he grew older, and one day when he found his chin high above the edge of the pool, he got his first job - washing dishes in a small restaurant, without pay, only for a light meal, and even like that, the boss often accused him of eating too much.

This was the beginning of his part-time job, and he rarely appeared in school again, but he was at a time of "good" times when everyone had to go to higher education, or the law would not protect their right to pay for their future work.

So Mo Xie left his hometown with a red light all the way to a vocational education college in Jianye, at his own expense - of course, he had to pay for it, and the instructions from above have always been to only care about people and not to die.

Poverty and suffering can't blame others, and life in the world still has to rely on oneself after all.

This is the famous quote of the chief, but now he seems to have gone against it.

"Mo Xie! Save me! You are also a citizen of the Heavenly Dynasty! You are young and lonely! It is the country that has raised you to become a human being! It is the country that provides you with education and teaches you to become a talent! Everything you have today is because of the state! Are you worthy of your conscience by doing this now?!" The chief had obviously investigated Mo Xie, and he had memorized Mo Xie's information.

It's just that since he can recite it backwards, how can he say so righteous and awe-inspiring if he is so mad, reversing black and white, and losing the principles of heaven?

"Yo, that's a good point!" Mo Xie couldn't help but applaud him after hearing this, "Indeed, I'm really sorry for my conscience if I don't do something." ”

The faces of the blood clans changed when they heard this.

"Come, give me all your money. Mo Xie stretched out his hand to the blood clans, and the blood clans began to dig into their pockets with suspicious expressions on their faces.

There were a total of twenty Bloodclan in the field, and the currency they took out was strange and colorful.

"There are only these in total, and the total is 230,000 American knives. Lawrence, as a representative, sent the money to Mo Ye.

"Two hundred and thirty thousand, even if this country used to spend 10,000 dollars on me every year, I will return it to you today, how about it, my conscience is good, right?"

Mo Xie took the money and threw it directly on the chief's body.

"You! you don't want to die!"

With no hope of survival, the chief began to beg for death, intending to curse Mo Xie with the most vicious words in the world, but Mo Xie quickly shoved a sweet potato with mud still in his mouth.

"Bye-bye!"

Mo Xie turned around and left, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye, and the head and chief looked at it with tears in their eyes.

The world is at peace.

Although the mountains and rivers are broken and the people are displaced, Mo Xie thinks that the world is too peaceful.

Because Lin Ming was missing, Mo Xie asked Wei Teng and others, who had been watching from the wall, after collecting no less than a hundred remarks, he roughly restored the scenes he had missed.

Lin Ming was swallowed by the spatial rift.

The last time the 'Heavenly Realm' was shattered, Lin Ming was swallowed by the spatial rift once, and he was lucky, somehow he escaped to the present world and took the line of the blood clan. But this time he was devoured by the spatial crack in the present world, as far as Mo Ye knew, there were many strong people and even immortals who were swallowed by the spatial crack recorded in the current life, but there was no news after being swallowed.

If it weren't for this, Mo Xie wouldn't have put his heart into strengthening the 'Concussive Sword' like this.

The world is at peace.

Although this process is more than a thousand times smoother than Mo Xie thought, it is a good thing that it is peaceful.

"A wave in a wave. ”

Mo Xie sang the tune of his hometown, and his feelings of homesickness were overflowing. But soon he couldn't sing anymore, because he had a serious problem:

"Where am I, where am I going?"

He was lost.

Taking out the compass, the mobile phone has long been turned into scrap metal that can only play stand-alone games because of the loss of satellite contact, and Mo Ye can only rely on primitive means to locate it.

"Oh, I'm rubbing?"

Mo Xie saw that the small magnetic needle in the compass produced by his "Holy Scripture" kept flying like a motor, and Mo Ye took it and shook it twice, but there was no improvement at all.

"Holy Scripture, the magnetic needle is broken, warranty service!" Mo Xie contacted the Holy Scripture.

"The magnetic needle is not broken, how can it be broken? It is the geomagnetic disorder!" replied the Holy Scriptures.

"Why is the geomagnetic field messed up?" Mo Xie looked at the compass in his hand, he only vaguely felt that something was wrong with him if he didn't read much, but he was blind about what was wrong.

"There is a charge for this question. The Holy Book replied.

"When I didn't ask. "Mo Evil Dao.

The Holy Book was silent, but Mo Ye accurately received the invisible contempt it conveyed.

"I've got to find someone to ask for directions. ”

Mo Ye looked around, but when he encountered a great disaster, ninety percent of the people in the Heaven and Dynasty fled to the south, where would there be people here?

But today should be Mo Ye's lucky day: just when he was at a loss, a passenger plane flew in the sky.

……

In the imperial capital, the blood clans on the roof of the unknown building completed the execution.

"What are we going to do next?" A Blood Clan elder grimaced as he gathered around the corpse, which was no longer visible.

The powerful True Ancestor had been buried by the cultivators, and it was really unsettling to linger in the Celestial Dynasty with the rest of his own manpower.

The power system of the cultivators was originally extremely effective against these demonic alien races, and most of the blood clans, including their elders, would inevitably be defeated when facing the cultivators, as long as the strength of the other party was not lower than that of Jindan.

"Get the Sith back first, of course we have lost the True Ancestor, but how could the masters of those cultivators not all be destroyed? Not to mention that the remnants of the True Ancestor are still there, and the whereabouts of the holy relics are already visible. The opportunity to step into the Celestial Empire is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if we lose this opportunity, we will never have the opportunity to get the holy relics back. Lawrence said.

"But the man ......," an elder objected, but was interrupted by Jack before he could finish his sentence.

"If 'that man' wanted to kill us, we would have been wiped out just now, and since he didn't kill us, it means that he won't trouble us little fish and shrimp...... Masters are all self-reliant. Jack said.

"Okay, then it's decided, let's divide into two ways, and I'll lead someone to find the Sunwalker. Jack, you pick a team of people, and the relics will be handed over to you. ”

Without Lin Ming, the entire team was controlled by Jack and Lawrence, and thirty seconds later, the blood clan turned into a black shadow and escaped out of the imperial capital, one team to the north and the other to the west.