Mo Lan suddenly felt that she was a bastard.

The breath in his heart suddenly dissipated, and even the glory in his blood seemed to be silent, Mo Lan returned to the gate of Lu Changsheng's courtyard, and did not knock on the door again, but stood silently outside the door.

A whole day and a night.

A day and a night passed, Lu Changsheng did not open the door of the courtyard, and the students who came and went looked at the freshman chief who had just made a big splash and talked endlessly.

With Mo Lan's qualifications, no mentor can be treated as a baby, but he is punished at the door of this crazy old man!

It just doesn't make sense!

But I didn't know that what Mo Lan was thinking in her heart at this time was: Why hasn't it rained or something! It's like Lu Yiping's whipping on a rainy night, like Chu Yuxing's on the rooftop, just like Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji parting ways, if a heavy rain pours him a soup chicken, he can also take advantage of the situation and pretend to be pitiful!

"Squeak"

Mo Lan thought so, but the courtyard door in front of her suddenly opened.

"You come with me. ”

As soon as Mo Lan flickered, Lu Changsheng had already disappeared from view again, and he hurriedly stepped forward, a little dazed to follow.

"You're in good shape. When Lu Changsheng suddenly stopped, Mo Lan hit his back head.

"Yes, I'm sorry teacher......" Mo Lan rubbed his head, this old man is sixty years old! Why is he still so tough, he shouldn't find out that something is wrong, right?

Lu Changsheng didn't dwell on this question, as if there was nothing wrong with Mo Lan, who couldn't eat water for a day and a night, turning around and jumping around: "Do you know where this is?"

Mo Lan raised her head and looked at the sign of the magnificent and solemn building in front of her: "Alliance Memorial Hall." ”

Lu Changsheng bowed respectfully in front of the memorial hall before pushing the door in. Mo Lan didn't dare to snort any more, and she reluctantly bowed before following the door.

As soon as she entered the door, Mo Lan was stunned.

This building is full of dense tablets.

Those who died in battle, the tablets of the hunters.

In the Blood Realm, things like inverted crosses and coffins are common, but there has never been a tablet.

"Do you know what the mission of a hunter is?" After walking here, Lu Changsheng suddenly lost his sloppy disguise and became serious.

"Protect humanity and maintain peace in the human world. Mo Lan once shouted this as a shield when she was attacked, but she didn't think so in her heart.

After all, he is a noble bloodline.

"Peace? What is peace? True peace is always paved with blood. These ancestors shed their blood for our peace today, so this hatred must be borne by us. ”

"What hatred?" Mo Lan frowned, unwilling to hear him say that.

"What kind of hatred? The hatred of compatriots being humiliated! The hatred of the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family! Do you know how many excellent hunters died on the battlefield in the great wars of those years?" For the young people now, Lu Changsheng was full of anger. They have been at peace for so long that they don't know how painful war is.

"War is not the sin of one party, not every vampire in your mouth has ever tortured and killed humans, and the descendants of vampires have also not participated in war, so why do you target hatred at the entire vampire race?"

Mo Lan didn't understand, he had never hurt any innocent human beings, why should he be so hated?

However, Lu Changsheng stood up on blood, could he agree with Mo Lan's words?

In the eyes of vampires, human beings are just food, and the life and death of food do not matter, shouldn't such executioners be hated?

You look at these dense tablets, and behind each one of them there was once a good hunter who could have lived and opened their eyes to the world. Now it can be a cold string of numbers. You tell me at their tablets that if even the descendants of the human race don't remember hatred, then who will do them justice!"

Mo Lan didn't go any further.

War? The existence of war is wrong, and it has nothing to do with what race it is! Could it be that no one from the blood clan died on the battlefield? Could it be that when Lu Changsheng in front of him ambushed his father with a trick, he was above board!

He is not as good as others, and his teammates died tragically and he was seriously injured and disabled, so he should hate his own father, who is just legitimate defense?

Although Mo Lan was not welcomed in the Blood Clan, and although he was expelled from the Black Gold Mansion by Mo Yuan, he was still a Blood Clan after all.

Race fights, he will not budge.

In the end, Mo Lan did not recognize Lu Changsheng's concept, and the first lesson of the introduction ended unhappily after all. Mo Lan only felt extremely indignant, the old man regarded himself as an enemy, why did he regard him as a teacher?

Running out of the academy and returning to Cangge's home, Mo Lan's mood was still not good.

"Haha, so, you just ran over the wall like this?" Cangge listened to Mo Lan's narration, not only did not sympathize with me, but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at!" Mo Lan was a little annoyed.

"Laugh at you stupid! You idiot, if you don't want to bow your head to him, don't bow your head from the beginning, and stand at the door Haha, you laugh at me to death. ”

Mo Lan was dissatisfied: "I think he is pitiful. ”

"I'm pathetic too! You bow my head, I promise not to be angry with you, and I coax you all day long. ”

"Cut! I believe you're a ghost!" Mo Lan rolled her eyes.

Cangge was not annoyed: "Okay, my little ancestor." That old puppet is extreme, but in the entire human world, including the entire blood world, there are many people who are more extreme than him. You can't change everyone's mind. ”

Mo Lan was only angry, in that case, why did she let herself learn magic from him, why did she let him go to the Hunter Academy?

Cangge habitually rubbed Mo Lan's head: "Silly boy, let you go to school in order to make you stronger." Only if you are incomparably powerful and stand at the pinnacle of the entire Nine Realms, will people listen to what you say. If someone doesn't listen, you call them until they listen. ”

Mo Lan didn't speak. Speaking is better than singing, and powerful to the peak of the Nine Realms? Why don't you go to heaven!

Cangge smiled: "You remember, peace is never something that the weak beg, only when you become the strongest, you are qualified to bring true peace." ”

"Then what should I do now?" After all these words, the problem has not been solved! He has quarreled with that old man several times, and now he is still leaving the school without permission, how can he round the field?

"It doesn't matter, that old horseman is very easy to deal with, I will take you to do a mission at night, you will be promoted to a three-star hunter, and tomorrow you will smash the medal in his face, he will not be guilty of the past." ”

"Mission?

"A mission to hunt vampires. ”