"Mo Wuyu despised theocracy, first instructed his son and daughter-in-law to assassinate the tribe's high priest Mo Ming, and then instigated his grandson to try to defile the holy woman. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Mo is speechless, what else do you have to say?"

Lian Bo interrupted the conversation between Mo Wuyu and asked directly.

He was already impatient to listen to it. Accompanied by a few clansmen, Pranya was waiting in the woods outside the village. How long will they ink like this?

"Lian Bo, you have always been an outsider. Where's your turn to talk?"

Mo said angrily.

"Mo Ling, don't pursue the matter back then, after all, the old man's son and daughter-in-law also died because of this. Besides, if Mo Ming doesn't die, when will you become the high priest? In the future, the old man will definitely not interfere with you again, and the old man will never object to you leading the temple. The old man will listen to you in the future. How?"

Mo Wuyu turned around, and suddenly fell to his knees in front of Mo Ling with a thud. He bowed his head and pleaded. There is no longer the appearance of the previous command.

Mo Wu's speechless actions surprised everyone. The contrast between before and after is too great, isn't it? This old guy is really open-minded.

Lian Bo watched coldly from the sidelines. He wasn't worried in the slightest that Mo Ling would make the wrong choice. After getting along along the way, Lian Bo absolutely believed that Mo Ling would not be merciful to Mo Wuyu. Moreover, killing Mo Wuyu can also get all this, and it is impossible for Mo Ling to leave such a scourge as Mo Wuyu by his side.

"Hahaha, Mo Wuyu, you also have today? When you designed to trap the high priest of Mo Ming, did you ever think that you would have today? When you suppressed the temple with all your might, did you ever think that you would have today? When you killed several priests in my temple, did you ever think that you would have today? Do you think that I really don't know about the fact that the Suspicious Array killed several priests in my temple? I just can't afford to kill you. ”

Mo Ling questioned Mo Wuwen several times in a row.

Mo Ling laughed heartily, and tears flowed out of his eyes with a smile.

"Do you think that if you kneel in front of me today and confess, you can erase the sins you committed in the past? If I spare you today, how can I be worthy of the people you killed? I only hate that I didn't have the ability to stop you at that time. ”

Mo Ling wiped the tears from his face, took the long knife in Mo Xiang's hand, and stabbed it hard into Mo Wuyu's chest.

"Go to hell and repent. ”

Mo Ling let go of the hand holding the knife, turned his head and knelt heavily in front of the temple door, buried his head deeply, and slammed it on the ground for a long time without lifting it.

Lian Bo stood there quietly and watched Mo Ling kill Mo Wuyu with his own hands, his face expressionless. Mo Ling's tears were shed not only for the people who were killed by Mo Wuling, but also for himself.

Hearing Mo Ling say that Mo was speechless and had killed several temple sacrifices with tricks, Lian Bo only felt panicked in his heart. He seemed to be able to feel the powerlessness of Mo Ling after he knew. He knew who killed his companions, but he couldn't avenge them.

When Mo Ling's strength is insufficient, he chooses to forbear, and when his strength occupies an absolute advantage, he kills decisively. This made Lian Bo very appreciative and vigilant.

No wonder Lian Bo is so worried. He understands Lian Bo, but he also has to think about Prajna's safety. Prajna had already been in danger once because of his negligence, and he would not allow himself to make a second mistake. So he would be extremely careful about anything that might threaten Prajna.

"I remembered some of the past just now, and I was a little out of shape, but it made Brother Lian Bo see the joke. ”

After a long time, Mo Ling stood up and said to Lian Bo.

"It doesn't matter. Brother Mo Ling is a man of temperament, so how can I laugh at him?"

Lian Bo waved his hand.

It was already dark, and someone had already lit a torch.

"Brother Moxiang. Those who were loyal to Mo Wuyu had all been killed. ”

At this time, a group of people also carried torches and walked towards the temple. Approaching, one of the leaders said to Mo Xiang. After speaking, he also glanced at the silent corpse of Mo who was kneeling facing the temple.

"High Priest Lianbo, let me introduce you, this is Mo Feng, and this one next to him is Mo Yu. And behind them, these people are my good brothers. Over the years, our brother has been forced to listen to him because of Mo Wu's obscenity. Now Mo Wuyu is subdued, and the cronies of Mo Wuyu who remained in the tribe have also been killed by my brothers. The Mo tribe can finally return to its former peace. ”

Mo Xiang introduced everyone to Lian Bo.

Lian Bo greeted Mo Feng and Mo Yu and the others. While thinking in his heart, it seems that this Mo Xiang is also a well-hidden guy. Mo Feng and Mo Yu were so respectful to him.

These people have been seen before. At the bonfire dinner the night before, these people were all acting very normal, and just now when Mo Wuyu knew that he was in a bad situation, he shouted the names of Mo Feng and Mo Yu, and it seemed that he also trusted these two people very much, but unfortunately he didn't know until he died that the few people he regarded as his confidants were not sincere to him.

I don't know who will be better if Mo Xiang wants to fight Mo Ling for power? But Mo Xiang gave the answer soon after.

Now that the civil strife of the Mo tribe had subsided, Lian Bo sent someone to the grove outside the village to pick up the people who were waiting there with a few people.

It was also a bonfire dinner, but without Mo Wuyu, Mo Li, and their cronies, the atmosphere was much more harmonious than the night before.

"Everybody stop and listen to me. ”

During the banquet, Mo Xiang put down the wine glass in his hand and stood in the center of the venue and said loudly.

Hearing this, everyone also stopped, and focused their eyes on Mo Xiang's body.

Lian Bo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but secretly cry out in his heart, what is this Mo Xiang going to do? Is he going to fight for power at this time?

"I know that all of you present have been oppressed by Mo Wuyu and Mo Li, and have done a lot of things that they are not willing to do. However, the great god Chiyou did not abandon his people, and now Mo Wuyu and his henchmen are all in the way. In the future, our Mo tribe will return to the arms of the great god Chiyou. I believe that under the leadership of High Priest Mo Ling, the temple will definitely be able to regain its former glory and lead our Mo tribe back on the right track. ”

After saying these words, Mo Xiang sat down and stabbed Mo Ling with his hand, asking Mo Ling to say a few words to mention everyone's morale. After all, after such a trouble, the people's hearts are inevitably a little hesitant.

"Now that the war situation is tense, we, as the people of the great god of Chiyou, should do our best to solve problems for the great god of Chiyou. So I hope that except for the elderly, the weak, women and children, everyone else will be able to go to the front with us tomorrow. As for the position of patriarch, the temple does not covet power. When this war is over, let's choose one of the people who are still alive. I may never come back, like many of you, but I hope that in the future, whoever becomes the patriarch will put the tribe first. ”