The scenes of the past, now a sigh, with the pace of walking and become heavy, although Mo Li's face is still calm as before, but his heart is like a river overturned, he seems to really see the tribe, see the grandfather, see every clansman, this is the indelible pain in his heart, now he still thinks about it faintly!

However, in the next moment, Mo Li's eyes seemed to be like a guiding light in the darkness, extremely hot and dazzling, and as if an invincible, incomparably sharp sword slashed fiercely into the darkness, as if to pierce this unfathomable heavenly dome, to see how vast and beautiful this outside world really is!

He understood, as if at this moment he had inadvertently pierced the layer of estrangement that had been held in his heart for many years, and for the brute lines, he also realized in an instant what he wanted, and what he wanted to portray!

He can't, and can't forget the tribe, he can only bury them deep in the deepest part of his heart, and this tribe is his biggest concern now, and his brute pattern will be like this and a brute pattern!

Mo Li slowly exhaled turbid breath again, his eyes were no longer sad and sad, nor calm and serene, he seemed to be immersed in another artistic conception, that was a mysterious realm, although his physical body did not move, but his primordial spirit and even his will seemed to leave his body at this moment, standing in the air!

His eyes stared at the sky for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, I don't know when, his palm gradually raised, his fingers together into a sword, as if a stroke from afar, a beautiful sword arc in the air fleeting!

"My tribe and my home will become my greatest home, this is my life!"

Mo left the corner of his mouth and muttered, almost talking to himself, and his raised hand pointed forward, his fingertips slashing another half-arc, and the traces he left did not dissipate strangely, as if he was stared at fiercely by a nail.

"My people and my life will become the biggest driving force for me to move forward, this is my source!"

Mo Li's fingers changed again, and the traces he had crossed were like swimming fishes, and every trace and even every breath seemed extremely simple and ordinary, and even such a brute pattern was almost a waste line, without any effect!

"Is this your brute pattern? family and tribe as the pattern, is this your life!" Tianchenzi let out a sigh that had not dissipated for a long time, as if he had seen such a brute pattern before, but he had not seen the power he should have, and he firmly believed that his disciples could exert their greatest power!

"He actually gave up the opportunity to use snow and fire as a brand, each of which is an extremely rare pattern, but this Moli is branded with this ordinary thing, what is this for?" Zizhan looked from a distance on a rock, and never made a soft sigh, but this time he felt puzzled, which made him quite envious, but such an opportunity was abandoned by him in vain!

Although the three senior brothers didn't know what the little junior brother was thinking, they still firmly believed that their little junior brother could make the best decision!

"The road I have taken is an extremely long and rough one, full of thorns and full of suffering......"

The fingers shook again, and one after another zigzag lines were rapidly extending, but one end of them was still tightly connected to the most important part, which was the tribe!

"My brute pattern originated from the Desolate Ancient Tribe, and will finally be the Desolate Ancient Tribal, this is my pursuit!" Mo Li's palm is wrapped around again, and the fingertip lines change, becoming sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes thick and sometimes thin, although the size is different, but the artistic conception is the same!

"All my people will be every point of my brute pattern, because I can't live without them, this is my memory!"

Mo Li muttered again, his fingertips were flicking rapidly, his eyes seemed to see a clansman, their faces and even their clothes did not change in the slightest, and even their temperament made Mo Li feel warmer than he had ever been!

There are more and more people in his eyes, and the heat in his eyes is getting deeper and deeper, every expression of the clansmen, and even every subtle movement has become the most beautiful trace of his fingertips!

I saw that there were more and more intertwined lines in the air, more and more dense, and in the end, it was even more direct to distinguish the length of each line, like a huge net, tightly buckling them, and each grid became the place where his people lived, with different smiles, as if there were all kinds of life!

"My brute pattern, condensed so many people's mental power, carrying so many walks, we want to return, we want to go home, this is my way, and it is also their way!"

Mo Li's body trembled, his fingertips also trembled inadvertently, and the last stroke went forward, like an iron hook and silver stroke, strong and powerful, as if all his memories and all the emotions buried in his heart were poured into every line.

"Hum ......" Mo Li's body still didn't move, but his mind seemed to have a voice like a great sound whirling, which made people relax physically and mentally, extremely intoxicated, like an empowerment that made people's hair relax, body and mind were comfortable, every inch of skin, every drop of blood was full of endless divinity.

Then, at the center of Mo Li's eyebrows, strange lines emerged, each of which seemed to have shed a layer of old skin from the skin, and each line was filled with red-like blood, deep and stable.

"This is a brute pattern, but there is no brute pattern but no brute rhyme, as if there is an empty flesh shell but no soul to support it, what is my brute pattern and his soul? Where is it?"

Mo Li seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was torturing the sky, but the next moment he understood!

"My brute tattoo his soul is on that mountain, on that pyramid, he is the symbol of the tribe, and it is also the place we have to defend!" Mo Li spoke again, his palm shook again, his fingertips slid again, the towering pyramid seemed to shrink rapidly in his eyes, although it only had three lines, but in Mo Li's eyes, it was better than everything, the avenue was simple, it was already the trace of the avenue!

"Buzz ......" The lines of a pyramid wrapped in only three lines instantly appeared, as if they were shooting from afar, and instantly crashed into the center of Mo Li's eyebrows, merging with the original brute lines.

At this moment, the whole brute pattern seemed to be poured into the soul, and then infused with spiritual power, full of real feelings, I saw that the lines imprinted on his eyebrows became more and more realistic and moving, although it was only a few fingers big, but it contained countless emotional breath.

"Such a brute pattern...... It's not complete yet!"