When they left from the Mo tribe, because it was still early, everyone was in no hurry and moved towards Zhuolu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But back again, everyone picked up the pace. Especially Lian Bo and Mo Ling, who were even more anxious.

Lian Bo was angry because Mo Li once wanted to mistreat Pranya.

And the hatred in Mo Ling's heart was much more complicated. Originally, he hated Mo Wuyu's trampling on divine power. Now, because he learned of the death of the previous high priest, his killing intent towards Mo Wuyu reached its peak.

But even so, when I returned to the village where the Mo tribe lived, it was already faintly dark.

A team of nearly three hundred people came towards the village in a mighty way, and the people of the Mo tribe had already seen it from afar, and went back to report Mo Wuyu.

After Mo Wuyu heard the report of his subordinates, he wondered very much, why did he leave yesterday morning and come back this evening? Could it be that things have changed?

Mo Wuyu's first thought was that his grandson Mo Li had made meritorious service.

In Mo Wuyu's thoughts, even if Praruo is a saint, she is only eleven or twelve years old, what knowledge can she have when she nests in that remote small place of the Praruo tribe all day long?

However, Mo was speechless, and he didn't know what Mo Li was doing when he turned back since he had succeeded? He clearly told Mo Li that as long as he succeeded, he would strike while the iron was hot and propose to the great god of Chiyou in person. At that time, as long as Praruo is willing, it is not good for the great god of Chiyou to interfere more, just wait for Praruo to grow up to the age where he can get married, and marrying into the Mo tribe will be a matter of course, and the Mo tribe will also usher in the first saint in history.

Although I knew in my heart that the holy daughter of Prajna was about to become his granddaughter-in-law, after all, she was still a holy daughter, and the etiquette was indispensable. Mo Wuyu still led the clansmen to hurriedly greet the entrance of the village.

However, seeing the team getting closer and closer, Mo Wuyu felt that something was wrong. It is true that this team was sent by his own tribe, but looking at the front of the team from afar, there is no figure of his grandson. Only Mo Ling, Mo Xiang, and Lian Bo were at the forefront.

Maybe it's the Prajna Saintess who is close to Mo and walks in the middle of the line?

"Patriarch Mo, let's meet again, don't come unharmed?"

Lian Bo walked up to Mo Wuyu and stood still, greeting in a strange way.

"Hehe, High Priest Lianbo is polite. What happened to you on the way, and why did you turn around and come back?"

Mo Wuyu was carried away by the joy in his heart, and he didn't hear the sarcasm in Lian Bo's words at all. Asked pretending to be concerned.

"Well, naturally, we have encountered a major event, which is about Young Master Moli and our Holy Maiden of the Prajna Tribe. The matter was important, and I had no idea in the next place, so I came back to ask the Mo patriarch for advice. ”

Seeing Mo Wuyu's demeanor, Lian Bo said with anger in his endure.

"Haha, that's a good thing. In the future, we will be a family, and it would be too much to ask for advice. Lian Boxian's nephew hurry up, please come in, why don't we discuss the matter of the two children while drinking. ”

Mo Wuyu heard that it was the matter of Mo Li and the Holy Maiden of Prajna, and he was sure in his heart. The dark path is really Mo Li's success with that kid, and it's really fast enough.

So Mo Wuyu laughed, turned to the side slightly, and made a gesture of please. Mo Wuyu also familiarized himself with the high priest of Lianbo and called him a virtuous nephew.

Virtuous nephew?

Lian Bo sneered in his heart. I don't say anything. Secretly gave Mo Ling a look, raised his foot, and walked towards the village.

Mo Ling understood, and took Mo Xiang and some people to follow Mo Wuyu into the village. The rest of the people acted according to the plan that had been agreed upon.

Mo Wuyu saw that Lian Bo did not object, and he was very satisfied. Regardless of Mo Ling and Mo Xiang, he turned around and walked side by side with Lian Bo. In his heart, Mo Ling and Mo Xiang are just his minions, how can they be worthy of being with him?

Mo Wuyu was complacent, and he didn't notice that there were only a small number of men and horses behind him, and the large army quietly dispersed.

"Lian Boxian's nephew, why don't you see the Holy Maiden and the stubborn grandson Moli?"

Everyone sat down in front of the temple, and Mo Wuyu looked around without seeing his grandson Moli and his granddaughter-in-law Panruo, and asked Lian Bo with a smile.

"Don't be surprised by the Mo patriarch, if she is unwell, it is inconvenient for her to come out to see the Mo patriarch. ”

Lian Bo smiled mysteriously.

"The saint is unwell?"

Mo Wuyu was stunned when he heard this. Then something came to mind. Haha laughed.

"What about that kid Moli, the old man has to teach him a good lesson, why don't you know how to pity the Holy Maiden?"

Hearing Mo Wuyu's such shameless words, everyone present was stunned. No one thought that Mo Wuyu would say such a thing in front of the temple.

"Ahem, the old man lost his words. High Priest Mo Ling, why don't you hurry up and call the old man to call Mo Li's kid. Look at the old man if he doesn't clean him up. How do you take care of him? ”

Mo Wuyu saw everyone's reactions, and he also knew that he was too excited, and he was a little speechless. Hurriedly coughed twice, and then shouted at Mo Ling, who was sitting on the side, with a straight face.

Mo Ling's face stiffened, although Mo Wuyu's attitude towards him before was not friendly, he would not scold him in public like this. It seems that this old guy thought that he had climbed into the relationship with the saint, and he was getting more and more confident. Mo Ling has endured it long enough, and he has just learned the inside story of the death of the previous high priest, and he is about to take the case immediately.

"I'd better go. High Priest Mo Ling is still here to accompany High Priest Lianbo. ”

Seeing that the High Priest of Mo Ling was about to have a seizure, Mo Xiang secretly pulled his arm, stood up and said.

Mo was speechless when he saw this, and his heart was dissatisfied. The dark path is becoming more and more unruly, and he dares not to listen to the old man's orders. Let's see how the old man cleans up you guys in the future. But Mo Xiang is different from Mo Ling, after all, Mo Xiang has a high prestige in the tribe, and he is not good at reprimanding him too much.

Soon, Mo Xiang dragged Mo Li's body back. He threw Mo Li's body in front of Mo Wu's body, and then stood aside and didn't speak.

Mo Wuyu was talking to Lian Bo enthusiastically, when suddenly Mo Li's body was thrown in front of his eyes, and he was startled.

"Didn't the old man tell you to call Mo Li? ”

Mo was furious, but soon he could see what the thing smashed in front of him was.

After recognizing that it was Mo Li's corpse, Mo was speechless. It took a while to come to his senses, and then he was furious.

"Bastard, what's going on? Lian Bo, if you don't give the old man an explanation, today the old man let none of you people from the Praruo tribe survive, and all of them will be buried with my grandchildren. ”

Mo Wu was speechless, like a madman. Shouted loudly.