"The old man said that at the annual meeting, the strongest person should be selected from the younger generation of the family as the heir of the family. He can't help you anymore, and he can't wait for the day when you grow up!" Mo Zheng said.

"There are still three months left in the annual meeting, and you can do a lot of things in three months!" Mo Tian's eyes showed a sharp color.

As the head of the family, he didn't take it to heart. But someone has to deal with him, and Mo Tian is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others.

"That Mo Dong is a Qi Martial Realm martial artist, and now he is an inner disciple of a powerful Sword Sect, and he has been cultivated by a large force, are you sure?" Mo Zheng said with an expectant look in his eyes.

Mo Tian smiled: "It's just man-made!"

Mo Zheng nodded and said, "Based on your performance yesterday, Mo Guang and the others are probably already very jealous of you, you have to be careful." ”

Mo Tian just smiled, the former Emperor of Inscriptions, even if the tiger fell to Pingyang, it was not something that Mo Guang and his ilk could handle casually.

Mo Tian suddenly looked straight and said, "Second uncle, in the wild forest outside the city, are there thunder-based fierce beasts?"

Mo Zheng didn't know why Mo Tian suddenly asked like this, and said in a deep voice: "Naturally, there are thunder beasts, but my mercenary group is mainly medicine picking, and is not good at hunting fierce beasts. ”

"I need the fresh blood of the second-order thunder-type beast, and the thunder-type crystal nucleus! This thing will be of great use to me!" Mo Tian said.

"Hmm!" Mo Zheng thought about the method, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled: "It just so happens that I know the leader of a loose cultivation mercenary group, and she once owed me a favor. I can fix a copy of the book, and let her help you!"

As Mo Zheng spoke, he immediately asked people to bring paper and pencils.

After writing the letter, Mo Zheng continued: "This mercenary group is now stationed in the family Dongfang City, you can go to them now!"

After saying goodbye to Mo Zheng, Mo Tian did not go directly to the scattered mercenary group, but went to the underground auction hall first.

From the underground auction house, Mo Tian purchased a lot of materials he needed, and these things were all needed for the inscription. Of course, the cost comes from the sale of the copycat version of the Jiuling Quenching Body Fluid!

Preparing all the things, when Mo Tian arrived in Dongfang City, it was already afternoon.

The Mo family's Dongfang City is still crowded with people at this time, as lively as a market.

There are also mercenary tents on the front of the storefront, neatly lined up on both sides of the passage.

"The Banyan Tree Mercenary Group under the Moon is recruiting!" I don't know who shouted, and in the crowd, it suddenly exploded like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed hard.

As this shout fell, the crowd formed a huge flow of people in a short period of time, rushing towards a certain place in the market.

Even some mercenaries didn't even have time to clean up the stalls on the ground, so they rolled up their sleeves and joined the flow of people like a hundred rivers into the sea.

"Banyan under the moon, isn't this the mercenary group that the second uncle introduced to me? It seems that this mercenary group is quite popular in Tianyun City!" Mo Tian looked at this terrible flow of people, and also went with the flow and joined in.

He was also very curious about what was so magical about this mercenary group that could make this group of mercenaries so popular!

As the torrent of people advanced a certain distance, Mo Tian found that these mercenaries were like migratory birds migrating south, suddenly encountering a cold snap, retreating back, and one by one they were depressed and felt sorry for themselves.

Mo Tian squeezed forward against the crowd, and when he saw a beautiful woman in a leopard print short skirt in front of a big tent, with a perfect figure and a wild beauty all over her body, his doubts were instantly solved.

It turned out that those mercenaries wanted to join this mercenary group called the Banyan Tree under the Moon, and took the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze, but they were beaten back by the other party's harsh conditions.

Cultivation is to reach the Qi Martial Realm, and they have to defeat their deputy leader before they can join the team led by this beautiful leader.

In front of the tent, a handsome young man with a feminine face, armed with a spear, stood in front of the crowd, like a flower messenger.

Those mercenaries who felt that their strength was okay and wanted to be appreciated by the beautiful women were all defeated at his hands, and then left dejectedly.

The rest of the people could only reluctantly look away from the mercenary flower's seductive body, and then left gloomily.

Mo Tian smiled slightly, and walked straight towards the stunning beauty full of wild beauty, but was blocked by a cold iron gun.

"Boy, with your cultivation, you also want to join us?" said the Flower Protector with a trembling iron spear.

"I'm looking for Head Han Yuerong!" Mo Tian said calmly.

"What are you, Yue Rong is a frivolous boy like you who can see you whenever you want?" the feminine man snorted coldly, and the iron spear in his hand was directly pressed against Mo Tian's throat. A cold feeling suddenly came.

But Mo Tian was awe-inspiring, and sneered: "The banyan tree under the moon is so rejecting people thousands of miles away, it can't help but be disappointing!"

Seeing Mo Tian so stubborn, the crowd couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, this kid is really obsessed with his mind, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Sure enough, the feminine man's spear shook and swept towards Mo Tian's chest!

"Stop!" At this moment, a coquettish shout sounded, and the movements of the feminine man suddenly stopped.

With this crisp and pleasant sound of coquettishness, Mo Tiandan's eyes lit up, and a beautiful face without a single flaw, with a hint of intoxicating fragrance, appeared in front of him.

"You want to see me?" Han Yuerong blinked and looked at Mo Tian.

Mo Tian's expression was calm, and he said with a smile: "I heard that your group is short of manpower, and the younger brother is not talented, I hope Mao Sui will recommend himself!"

"Boy, are you kidding us? The feminine man shouted angrily.

"My means are just dedicated to Captain Han, I don't know if Captain Han is willing to go to the tent with me alone!" Mo Tian's words made Han Yuerong, who has always been steady, unable to frown slightly, this request is a bit excessive!

If it weren't for Mo Tian's clear eyes and seriousness, she would have blown this "prodigal" away!

"Trust me, you won't be disappointed!" Mo Tianyun smiled lightly.

It was this kind of calm smile that made Han Yuerong actually agree to Mo Tian's request.

So, Mo Tian followed behind Han Yuerong and walked into the small tent.

In the crowd, there was a sudden wolf howl, is this okay?

As for the feminine man, he had unconsciously pinched the iron spear in his hand and deformed.

About two hours later, Han Yuerong and Mo Tian walked out of the tent one after another.

There was still a trace of sweat left between Han Yuerong's sideburns.

Mo Tian, on the other hand, looked complacent.

"What the hell have you done?" asked the feminine man, grim with a gloomy face.