"Lin'er!" Mo Xiong's face sank, and he scolded sharply, "Don't just say these secret things to people who don't know the details!" ”

He Fei probably understood what was going on, and suddenly became anxious: "Uncle Mo, please believe me, the phantom organization led by Xu Fu is about to arrive, and nine times out of ten, they came in from the door that came in just now!" Hurry up and block this door, or it will be too late! ”

At this time, He Fei couldn't care about what kind of butterfly effect would be caused by changing history, and shouted directly at Mo Xiong.

But Mo Xiong didn't believe him at all, and said in a cold voice: "Only I can open the mechanism of that door from the outside to the inside, and if no one opens the door, outsiders will never come in." Lu He has been my best friend for many years, I can trust him, he will never open the door and let Qin Huang's lackeys in! ”

"The most unpredictable thing in the world is the human heart, why do you bet everyone's lives on your trust in Lu He?" He Fei was furious, "I promise with my life, something must have happened over there!" Hurry up and seal this door, or it's really too late! ”

"Lu He wanted to kill you before, and now you are maliciously slandering him while he is away, what are your intentions?" Mo Xiong's right hand was raised, the ink ruler was held in his hand, and the black mist was all over his body, and a powerful force suddenly overwhelmed He Fei.

It's like a nightmare, you know there's something pressing you, but you can't wake up no matter how hard you try.

"Is this the strength of the Ninth Order?" He Fei finally realized the strength of the ninth-order martial artist, and the gap between himself and the ninth-order martial artist was too big, so big that he couldn't resist at all.

As long as Mo Xiong makes a move, He Fei doesn't even have a chance to breathe if he fights back or escapes!

Just as Mo Xiong was about to make a move, Mo Lin suddenly stopped in front of He Fei and shouted: "Dad, I believe him!" ”

"You go away!" Mo Xiong's face was gloomy as if it was going to rain, "You are a fool of me because a person of unknown origin wants to instigate the friendship between me and my best friend?" ”

"You're a fool!" He Fei raised his right hand, and also held an ink ruler in his hand, "I am also a member of the Mo family, and no one cares more about Sister Mo's safety than me!" ”

All the people of the Hundred Schools present were stunned, and Mo Xiong was even more confused: "Why do you also have an ink ruler?" ”

"What do I have more than an ink ruler?" He Fei shouted loudly, "Look at the move!" ”

With Mo Lin in the way, the pressure on He Fei's body was suddenly reduced a lot, giving him room to perform his moves.

I saw He Fei spinning in mid-air for several weeks, and the ink ruler also rotated several times, and a move "with the wind for a hundred miles" was unleashed.

"Ink ruler thirty-sixth style!" Seeing He Fei Shi exhibiting the martial arts of the Mo family, Mo Xiong's face became extremely strange, "Who are you?" ”

He Fei hurriedly said: "I'm really not an outsider, I can't tell for a while now, Xu Fu and his phantom organization have really arrived, block this door, escape from the dry gate, and soon know that I didn't lie to you!" ”

Mo Lin also spoke for He Fei: "Dad, we have nothing to lose by escaping now, it's a big deal to wait for us to come back, why don't you give him a chance to prove it?" ”

Mo Xiong can't be as simple as He Fei and Mo Lin said, if he gives up his trust in Lu He now, how can all the sons and hundreds of families trust him?

Just by relying on a few words from a person of unknown origin, he doubts his own people, and no one dares to trust him!

But Mo Lin's words were right, and He Fei also used the martial arts that the Mo family's great sons did not pass on, and there was no doubt that he was indeed a member of the Mo family.

With the reminder of his daughter and an ink man, Mo Xiong can't help but doubt it.

In a dilemma, Mo Xiong asked the people of the hundred schools, "Everyone, what do you think?" ”

"I think Lu He is credible! I think that at the beginning, if it wasn't for Lu He to rescue me from the Mengjia army, I would have died a long time ago. How could a person like this, who went against Emperor Qin and killed so many Qin soldiers, be Emperor Qin's lackey? ”

"This kid is suspicious, I can't believe it!"

"Juzi, you can't chill your own people's hearts!"

"This kid has bad intentions and kills him!"

Whether it is the people of the hundred schools of the princes or the Mo family themselves, they can't believe He Fei.

He Fei knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless, so without saying a word, he took Mo Lin's hand and rushed into the door closest to them: "Sister Mo, run away!" ”

Mo Lin didn't know what was wrong with her, He Fei took her hand, and she ran with He Fei.

"How could I trust him so much?" Mo Lin herself felt strange, but by the time she reacted, she had been pulled into a door by He Fei.

Mo Xiong wanted to kill He Fei very much, but firstly, Mo Lin was in He Fei's hands, and secondly, he was now in charge of the overall situation, so he couldn't leave at will, so he had to watch He Fei leave with his daughter hatefully: "Stinky boy, when Lu He comes back, I must chop you with my own hands!" ”

He Fei pulled Mo Lin and broke into one of the doors, and after the door closed, He Fei realized that he and Mo Lin had broken into Kunmen.

Kunmen leads directly to the main burial chamber of the underground cemetery, which is where the coffin is placed!

"This ......" He Fei's mind immediately remembered many stories about time and space travel, many of which proved that time travel could not change history in two ways.

In the first way, the protagonist is in it, but he still can't change the trajectory of history, and can only watch history continue according to the established trajectory.

In the second way, the protagonist is not only in the middle of it, but also personally participates in the historical events, which leads to the development of history in a predetermined trajectory.

The difference between these two methods is that the first method is originally like this, and the protagonist does not change any historical facts.

The second way is to say that the original history is not like this, because the protagonist's participation becomes the history that the protagonist knows.

If it weren't for He Fei's participation today, Mo Lin would never have survived this situation, and there would have been no encounter two thousand years later.

"Could it all be fate?" He Fei didn't know whether to cry or laugh, this was obviously just Mo Lin's dream, how did he become involved in it?

Could it be that this is not only a dream, but also a real time and space shuttle?

Thinking of this, He Fei couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

If it's really time travel, if you die here, you're really dead!

"No, I can't die!" He Fei's desire to survive is burning again, not only can he not die, but he also has to protect Mo Lin from harm, and at the worst of all, he must ensure that he develops according to the trajectory he is familiar with!