At the gate of the Qin family, the three of Ling Protector stood with their heads bowed, extremely respectful, but they didn't dare to come out, sweat flowed down the back of their necks, and in just a few breaths, the backs of the three people were soaked.

Why did such a terrible convoy come to Burning Town?

Why does such a convoy stop at the door of Qin's house without stopping elsewhere?

The guards of this convoy have such a terrifying aura that even the Supreme Elder may be difficult to resist. If it is not good for the Qin family, it is enough to destroy the entire Qin family without much effort.

Could it be that these terrible masters were invited by the Huo family, and they wanted to take advantage of the negotiation between the three clans to eradicate the Qin family and uproot it?

......

In the minds of the three of them, all kinds of thoughts came to them, and their thoughts were chaotic.

Suddenly, the bodies of the three of them collapsed violently, because they saw the carriage pulled by the pure-blooded divine horse, the curtain was lifted, and a figure swept out, like a fallen leaf, fluttering to the ground without making a sound.

With this light hand alone, Ling Protector asked himself if he could do it, but he couldn't do it so chic and freehand.

"Uncle Le, why are the three of you at the door of the house, what happened to the family?"

A young man's voice sounded, reaching the ears of the three people, Deacon Le's body trembled, Huo Ran raised his head, and a familiar figure met his eyes.

In front of him, there was a young man standing, dressed in a strong suit, his eyes were like paint, and his face was handsome, it was Qin Mo who he hadn't seen for nearly a year.

"Young Master Mo, why are you back......" Deacon Le's voice trembled, he couldn't believe it, for fear that he had recognized the wrong person.

Next to them, Protector Ling and Elder Gao also widened their eyes in disbelief. Of course, the two of them were familiar with Qin Mo's appearance, but they didn't dare to recognize the young man in front of them and the young master of the Qin family in their memories as one person.

"Master Mo, there may be an accident in your house, but it doesn't seem to be a tragedy. Zhao Xingfan said in a low voice.

Qin Mo bowed slightly, he also used "hearing as seeing" just now, and explored the Qin family's mansion, but he didn't find any tragedy, and his heart was a little relieved.

"Uncle Le, let's go in and talk. Qin Mo stepped forward and took the lead in entering the house.

The three of Deacon Le nodded again and again, and hurriedly followed, and inside the gate, there were already servants who came up to greet them.

When he entered the door, he saw Zhao Xingfan, who was as short and fat as a ball, and waved his robe with a smile, and suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, covering a range of thousands of meters, and swept away the crowd peeking around the street.

"Within a kilometer radius of the Qin family, it is forbidden for idle people to approach. Zhao Xingfan spoke casually, but his voice was like thunder, echoing in the ears of everyone in Burning Town.

Seeing this hand cultivation, the three of Ling Protector shouted wildly in their hearts: Innate power! Oh my God, this must be an innate powerhouse!

......

"White Crystal Ironite?"

"Tri-clan negotiations?"

In the front yard of the Qin Mansion, Qin Mo learned the whole story from Deacon Le's mouth, and Huo Ran stopped.

As Qin Mo stopped, Zhao Xingfan, Song Youfeng and others behind him also stood still.

Such a scene fell on the eyes of the three of Ling Protector, making the eyelids of the three of them jump wildly, and the attitude of such a group of terrifying masters seemed to be the first to be seen by Young Master Mo?

After a little hesitation, Qin Mo said: "Uncle Le, entertain the elders of my master's sect, as well as the senior brothers, as well as the two seniors of the palace elder and the elder Ping. I went to find grandpa and them. ”

"Master Mo, do you want to go alone? Then how can you do it, I'll be with Lao Song. Zhao Xingfan shook his head in disagreement and insisted on going together.

"Senior Brother Mo, I'm going too!" Xiong Biao shouted.

"No, I can't. The old man is here to find the winter parents, and they also want to go together. Gong Sulan said.

Grandmaster Pingqing also insisted on going together, and finally after some quarrels, Song Youfeng, Gong Sulan and Pingqing followed Qin Mo to the place where the three clans negotiated.

Zhao Xingfan stayed and sat in the Qin family to prevent accidents.

"Uncle Le, let's go. ”

When the words fell, Qin Mo's four figures flashed, and they had disappeared. With the eyesight of Ling Protector and Elder Gao, they didn't even capture the trajectory of the four people's bodies.

In the past year, what amazing experiences did Young Master Mo have?

The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Zhao Xingfan and the others were still on the side, and the three of them looked at each other, and finally Deacon Le was pushed out and was in charge of the reception.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come with me to the hall to rest. Deacon Le smiled carefully.

"There is labor. Deacon Le, don't be so polite, we're all family. Zhao Xingfan smiled, very kind.

The three of Deacon Le hurriedly smiled, but they became more and more respectful, in the face of a congenital powerhouse, they only had awe, where did they dare to treat him as a family.

The group entered the hall and sat down in stages, and some servants had already stepped forward to present the finest fragrant tea treasured by the Qin family, and they did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Zhao Xingfan sat in the first place, looked at the furnishings in the hall, nodded frequently, and praised the elegant layout here.

While praising him, Zhao Xingfan picked up the tea, took a sip, and then moved slightly, put down the teacup, and never touched the cup of tea again.

A group of guards present glanced at the hall, pouting, whispering and whispering to each other.

"The furnishings in Senior Brother Mo's house are really ordinary! ”

"I heard before that Senior Brother Mo is from a small family in Donglie Battle City, but I don't believe it yet. I can't believe that's the case. ”

"What's wrong with the small family? With a peerless genius like Senior Brother Mo in charge, isn't it just a matter of ten years for a small family to rise. ”

Next to them, the three of Ling Protectors were sitting precariously, their hearts beating wildly, and the information revealed in the whispers of this group of guards was really too scary, making their minds a little blank.

In the end, which sect did Young Master Mo join?

Why are these people so loud?

The heads of the three of Deacon Le were already confused, but Qin Mo came and went quickly just now, and he didn't talk about the recent situation in the past year, so the three of them had no way of knowing the situation.

At this time, Zhao Xingfan's eyes swept away, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw the worries and doubts of the three Deacons.

"Deacon Le, you need not worry. Even if there are so-called Eight Rank Sect masters mixed in this negotiation between the three clans, Master Mo's nephew can solve it alone. ”

Zhao Xingfan comforted, and then changed his words, and said with a smile: "By the way, Deacon Le, I am very curious about something! According to the usual practice, since your Qin family is a subsidiary family of the 'Burning Sun Sect', Master Mo and nephew should join that sect, right? With the qualifications of Master and Nephew Mo, if I were the sect master of the 'Burning Sun Sect', I would have taken this kid away a long time ago, where would I let him go to the west......

At this point, Zhao Xingfan suddenly stopped, and he thought that this trip should be low-key. Don't let others know that they are from Xiling Battle City, so as not to cause an uproar, but to endanger Qin Mo's safety.

"This, that's ......"

Deacon Le didn't dare to hide it, nearly a year ago, what happened at the Three Clans Dabi was told 1510 times.

Before Deacon Le finished speaking, he heard a boom, and in the corner of the hall, Xiong Biao had already stood up, and the substantial light around him surged, shaking the hall continuously.

This beast-like momentum made the three of Deacon Le jump up and almost want to run away from the door.

"Those guys dare to bully Senior Brother Mo like this, I'm going to tear them up!" Xiong Biao's eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice.

"Senior Nephew Biao, don't mess around! This is in your Senior Brother Mo's house, if you accidentally tear this place down, see how he comes back and clean you up!" Sit down!" Zhao Xingfan slapped the table and scolded.

Beside him, more than a dozen guards rushed forward, grabbed the belt rack and coaxed him, and pressed the burly boy back to his seat.

Deacon Le and the three were pale, and at that moment just now, they felt that as long as Xiong Biao roared angrily, they could shock them to death.

In fact, this is indeed the case, if Xiong Biao casts the [Baxiong Ancient Scripture], he can roar and shock the innate warrior to death.

"Hehe, Deacon Le, my nephew Xiong Biao is a little short-tempered. Don't be surprised, he is half an apprentice of Master Mo's nephew, so he is a little emotional and will not come nonsense. Zhao Xingfan said with a smile.

The three of Deacon Le wiped their cold sweat, laughed at the same time, and said that they didn't want to do anything.

Immediately, Zhao Xingfan and the others present suddenly became interested in the "Burning Sun Sect" and carefully understood all aspects of this sect.

This situation made the three of Deacon Le beat a drum in their hearts, this group of mysterious powerhouses asked so carefully, could it be that they were preparing to play the "Burning Sun Sect"?