Mo Qingpeng froze in place, "Yes, you too." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Mo Qing'an whipped away, and the archers flew fiercely, and the dense forest was bloody.

The dead leaves fluttered, flew down from the forest, and landed on Mo Qingpeng's dead eyes.

"The man of the Mo family, you can't be a fool," Mo Qing'an walked up to Mo Qingpeng and closed his eyes for him, even if he went underground, he would let the Zhao family be speechless and not be happy.

"Lord Wang," the forward general reported in a panic: "No, there is no corpse of the second son!" ”

"What?!" Mo stood up calmly, realizing what a mistake he had made.

Mo Qingpeng has been working hard to run the dead group for more than 30 years, how can there be only so many 20 people, and the rest must follow Mo Yingqi to sneak attack the ancestral temple!

"Go back to the city, go back to the city!" Mo Qing'an scolded, this damn Mo Qingpeng, even death is calculating him!

He said all this just to stall for time!

The sound of crackling horses' hooves resounded in the suburbs, but Mo Qingpeng deliberately led them away, and they all took the opposite path, and now Mo Qing'an wanted to return to the ancestral temple, but it would take some time.

It was also at this time that Mo Zhao dodged a cluster of fatal poisonous arrows, but several elderly and frail hosts of the Mo family failed to dodge.

"What people!" Immediately, the guards poured out, and the scene was chaotic.

What's even worse is that a group of thorn-faced people actually surrounded the hall of the ceremony, these people are all important people, once they fall into the Mo family, they are all fatal results.

"Is there no one in the Mo family who deceived me!" The old general shouted angrily and rushed out with a knife, but the group of thorny people all took the medicine that stimulated their potential, and they were completely fighting for their lives.

The ninth sister immediately made a decision and rushed to the front.

She is now the strength of the Witch Realm, no less than a general of the Mo family, and she is the highest combat power in the Auditorium.

And Zhao Yu and the Seven Knives are not vegetarians, but no matter how strong they are, they can't stand so many dragging, Yanzhou officials and female dependents are there, but their guards are outside, Mo Yingqi is accurate in this point, so he dares to suddenly attack and take this viewing hall.

Jiu Mei and the others could only reluctantly help the guards guard the entrance, and they heard Mo Yingqi's voice sound from the roof: "Mo Zhao! Hand over the clan ding, otherwise I will burn this group of magnates and let the Mo family bury them for them! ”

Mo Yingqi was extremely arrogant, he was unpredictable, as if he was from hell: "Don't forget, the little fish in your heart is also in it!" ”

"Don't be a young master!" Some clan elders refused, but most of them were afraid to speak out.

Although the clan tripod is very important, but being taken away by Mo Yingqi will also be recovered one day, at least Mo Yingqi will not destroy the clan tripod, but if one and a half of those people in the auditorium die, the politics of the entire Yanzhou will be chaotic.

This account, they calculated it very clearly.

"Okay, you can come and get the clan ding." Mo Zhao agreed, but Mo Yingqi was not a child: "I have been the eldest young master of the Mo family for longer than you, how many secret weapons are there in that hall, I'm afraid even Mo Qing'an himself can't count them, or you sent it over, and you personally dedicated the clan tripod to me." ”

Mo Zhao was the one who knelt down for the Zhao family for the sake of the ninth sister, and at this moment, the ninth sister was trapped, how could he sit idly by.

"Zhao'er, this kind of thing that has been stinking for thousands of years, let the old bones come." A clan elder stopped him, "You are a person who wants to be the head of the family, and you can't bear such a reputation." ”

Mo Zhao was stunned, he never thought that someone would stand up and take the blame for him at this moment.

The old man of the clan shook his head with a wry smile: "The eldest young master is kind, let me live this old bone for two more days, even if I return it to you, what can I do." ”

Mo Zhao finally understood that this clan elder was one of the people who was controlled by Mo Qingpeng!

He helped Du Xuanling lure Gu Mu out and saved the lives of these people, and now someone has come to repay this kindness.

"Don't be an old guy, just let Mo Zhao come!" Mo Yingqi was like crazy.

The leader of the thorn-faced people bowed: "Childe, we can't drag it out." ”

Mo Qing'an is the strength of the Great Witch, once he comes back, they are not opponents at all, what arson and killing people are wishful thinking, not to mention that there is a difficult character in it who can't rush in at all.

"Okay," Mo Yingqi gritted his teeth.

Anyway, as long as he gets the clan ding, he is afraid that Mo Zhao will not succeed smoothly.

Even Mo Qing'an is back, and he can't do anything in the face of an empty spiritual platform, the belief in the world is like this, it is impossible for him to cross the belief of the sacrificial clan to send troops, so even his ambition to dominate the Central Plains is a fantasy.

"This is called a salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, father, do you see how well the child is learning?" Mo Yingqi sneered, watching Mo Zhao personally hug the half-human-tall Dading out, Mo Yingqi's heart was surging.

Clan Ding, clan Ding.

With Clan Ding, he is the master of the Mo family!

Mo Yingqi asked Mo Zhao to put down the clan tripod and retreat, and he personally stepped forward to pick up the clan tripod.

It was a large red tripod, with three legs, and the shape of the ears was burning like a flame, and there were countless villains dancing on it, as if the gods were in the world.

"Clan, clan." Mo Yingqi sneered, her mother had mentioned to her once that the Mo family tripod contained extraordinary power, and it was the secret of the Mo family's courage.

Mo Yingqi waved his hand, and the three-legged tripod turned into a small tripod and was held in his arms.

"Surprised, Mo Zhao?" He sneered: "This is the method of inheritance, you concubine, I'm afraid my father didn't teach you." ”

Mo Yingqi laughed proudly and ordered a team of dead soldiers to continue to guard the hall of the ceremony, and once Mo Zhao made any changes, he would start killing, while he led people to retreat.

That team of dead soldiers knew that they were destined to die, but they still worked for Mo Yingqi without hesitation, which is really embarrassing.

"Do it." At the moment when the number of thorn-faced people decreased and the pressure decreased, the three of the nine sisters suddenly attacked and stopped a few people in front of the door.

Mo Zhao cooperated with them tacitly and quickly annihilated them.

"Clan Ding, hurry up and recover Clan Ding!" The elders of the Mo family began to shout, and Mo Zhao personally led people to recover them.

The ninth sister also followed.

If nothing else, just because when the clan Ding appeared just now, the red light of the Jiuding lamp in her system was dazzling.

The Mo family is worthy of being the largest family in Yanzhou, Xianding, and it is really in their hands.

Mo Jia Ding is the Yanzhou Ding that symbolizes dance.

"Dance and martial arts are connected, no wonder the Mo family is so powerful, dominating Yanzhou for hundreds of years." The ninth sister sighed while following Mo Zhao to chase after her.

Mo Yingqi immediately rode his horse and galloped after getting the clan ding, and he dared to go deep into Longtan, so he had already arranged a way to retreat.

"It's all fast horses, the horses we prepared temporarily have been fed medicine, and now there are only about two dozen left!" The guards were in a hurry, and Mo Zhao had to travel lightly.

The clan is too important to be missed.

"They are going to Jizhou," Zhao Yu and Jiu Mei all got on their horses, and gave a hint.

The crowd raised their whips and chased them to the entrance of a mountain range, and suddenly a thick fog rose from the ground.

"Poisonous Mist ......" Ninth Sister's pupils suddenly constricted.