Mo Ying prostrate and did not move, and She Yuan secretly reflected on himself.

There was no movement in either stroke.

Long Long tugged at the corners of his mouth, embarrassed to relieve the siege: "Old... Ahem, Lord of the Realm, you haven't shown up for a long time, and these little cubs who were born after you don't recognize you very well! ”

"Now that you're back, just show your face more...," Long Long suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, and said with a look of surprise, "It will be the Origin Sacrifice in just a few days, and all the major families will participate in the competition for the head of the Source Sacrifice." ”

"The Rite of Origin continues?" Bai Sanjiu opened his mouth in surprise.

"Yes, ma'am, it's the old rule, once every hundred years." Long Long still has to pretend to use honorifics in front of outsiders, but he is embarrassed to death.

"The Rite of Origin has always been there, but this year ... Something like this...! ”

Long Long has a bit of a headache, the origin of the sacrifice has always been held in the palace, after the selection of the sacrifice head, and then go to the source of the god to pick the oracle flower.

The so-called oracle flower is nothing more than a unique plant that grows in the center of the land of the divine source.

This plant is born from the aura of heaven and earth, nourished by the divine energy of the land of divine origin, and the divine qi is sufficient.

Otherwise, the family will reap many benefits over the next decade, the biggest of which is the gold medal.

There is this sign hanging above the family, and anyone who sees it must bow their heads and salute, which is equivalent to the title of the first family in the source realm.

Mo Ying's heart trembled, the Origin Sacrifice has arrived again, has it been a hundred years?

It's been a hundred years since his parents died, and he's been wandering for a hundred years. It's going fast!

Thinking of this, he suddenly kowtowed to his head with a "knock", which made everyone inexplicable.

She Yuan stopped: "What's the matter?" Say! ”

Mo Ying gritted his teeth, and finally spoke: "Lord Hui, the contemptible person is the deputy chief of the Character Protection Battalion, and he is also... It is also a lineage of the original descendants of the expelled clouded leopard clan, this year's origin sacrifice, lowly duty... Think... I want to participate. ”

She Yuan felt strange, and said in his heart, if you want to participate, you can participate, what does it have to do with me?

"Since you are from the Word Protection Battalion, you should propose to your chief, who is a gentle old man, and he should agree."

Mo Ying kowtowed again and choked: "As soon as you enter the Word Protection Camp, you are not allowed to participate in the Origin Sacrifice." ”

She Yuan frowned: "Since you know, why mention it again." ”

"There are reasons why you have to participate." Mo Ying didn't dare to raise his head, "The hatred of parents, the hatred of taking the pulse." ”

"If you report to the next level, you are not afraid that your immediate boss will punish you for the crime of disrespecting your superiors?"

"As the deputy chief, you took the lead in violating the rules of the camp, have you ever wondered how you will face your brothers? How can you lead the way in the future? ”

"Or do you think that the brothers in the camp don't care, but what about yourself? How will your heart be laid in the future? Will your cultivation and state of mind be affected? ”

"I...!" Mo Yingyu stopped.

"Regardless of whether your hatred is avenged or not, the Lord asks you, in which family are you part? Victory, everything is easy to say, defeat, where do you go? ”

"The Word Guard Battalion will not accept a deputy chief who has broken his oath."

"The choice is yours!"

After She Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The rest of the people also dispersed, only Mo Ying was still prostrate in place, with mixed feelings in his heart.

When the people were gone, he got up and sighed.

The words of the realm lord were in his ears and every word in his heart, it was not that he hadn't thought about them.

He also has a scale in his heart, the hatred of his parents and the hatred of taking the heir are like a heavy scale, and all of what the realm lord said, all of which can't be overwhelmed by the heavy scale.

Xuan Wei glanced at him when he was leaving, his back prostrate on the ground, so gloomy, lonely, helpless, but stubbornly holding his back.

When everyone was separated, he sent a message to Mo Ying: "Go find Qin Junfang, maybe he can help you!" ”

It's not that he is indiscriminately kind, he intuitively feels that this person is useful to Ah Fang, and he doesn't know what to use it for, it's just a feeling.

Mo Ying, who was kneeling down, tightened his body, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Right! Mr. Qin will definitely be able to help!

The shattering of the demon pill can be solved as a major matter of life and death, just revenge, some small things, Mr. Qin must be able to catch them.

Mo Yingxin said, I don't know if Mr. Qin is resting, I don't know if it's right to go to him now, or just wait for dawn.

Mo Ying got up, swept away the previous depression, his eyes began to shine again, he went to take care of Mo Ye first, and then went to ask Mr. Qin when it was dawn.

Having made up his mind, Mo Ying entered the house briskly.

Within the Mo family

The ink is standing in the study of the head of the Mo family, respectful and humble.

Behind the rosewood desk in the study, a middle-aged man in a dark robe strode out, looking anxious, grasping the wrist of the ink, and asked excitedly.

"Ink, you can see the Realm Lord?"

"Homecoming, the ink did not see the face of the Realm Lord, but it got the promise of the Realm Lord." Ink replied respectfully.

The middle-aged man's expression disappeared excitedly, his hand loosened, and he muttered, "Promise?" ”

Ink nodded: "Yes, the realm lord promised not to do good and indulge in evil!" ”

"I haven't seen each other, what's the use of promises?" The middle-aged man frowned and sighed.

"Family Master, don't worry, the return of the Realm Lord must require the support of the family, as long as the Mo Clan firmly supports and maintains the Realm Lord, the Realm Lord will definitely protect the Mo Clan!" Ink comfort.

The middle-aged man hesitated: "The realm lord has not returned for a long time, and now, all clans are ready to move, and the surface of the source realm is peaceful... Behind the scenes, there is an undercurrent. ”

"Mo believes that the realm lord is more in need of stability than the Mo clan, take the initiative to show goodwill, and tell the realm lord what the Mo clan knows one by one, the realm lord will be satisfied and happy!"

"What's the use? The Realm Lord also has his own eyes and ears, and he doesn't need the Mo Clan to do anything else! The middle-aged man shook his head and vetoed.

"But at least, the Realm Lord can see the Mo Clan's sincerity. No matter how good the realm lord is, there is always a place that he can't take care of, the Mo clan has existed for a long time, and he knows more about the old immortals of the immortal family in the source realm. ”

"Hmm!" The head of the family's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have more confidence.

Ink is right, the important thing is not whether the message is valuable, but Mo's attitude.

This middle-aged man with a golden lightning pattern in the center of his eyebrows has only now truly felt at ease.

"Alright, you go down!" After the head of the house regained his composure, he waved him to step back.

Ink saluted respectfully and exited the study.

He has always suspected that the position of the head of the family is very watery, and he even wonders if there are two people in the head of the family.

Sometimes, the head of the family is majestic and gloomy, his eyes are like torches, those eyes can look directly into his heart, he does not dare to look directly into the eyes of the head of the house, even if he has no two hearts, he will feel empty in his heart.

It is as if all his actions are hidden under the gaze of the head of the family, like a naked child, powerless.

Sometimes, as is the case now, the head of the family suddenly becomes at a loss, has no opinion, and asks him about everything, as if he is the backbone of the head of the house.

Ink was helpless, he didn't know how to deal with himself, and he didn't dare to mention it to anyone.

The Mo family was originally one of the best families in the Source Realm, and since the Great Chaos in the Source Realm three hundred years ago, many of the Mo Clan's descendants and elites fell in that chaos.

The people of the Mo clan rely on the bloodline talent to cultivate, and the purer the bloodline, the faster the cultivation will be.

The purity of the bloodline of the Mo clan left behind is not as good as before, and the only pure blood lineage of the descendants was finally passed down and became the head of the family, but it fell in the family civil strife a hundred years ago.

The current head of the family was not originally qualified to inherit the head of the family, and suddenly one day, his bloodline awakened.

Although the purity is not as good as the previous head of the family who died suddenly, it is the purest of all the existing Mo clansmen, so he got the position of the head of the family.

Ink is the guardian of the lineage of the Xianmo clan, guarding the bloodline for generations, and he is already the only guardian when it is passed down to him.

Inkblot was suspicious that the pure-blood vein hadn't completely disappeared, he had no evidence, but he had a unique intuition that belonged to the Guardian.

Especially when he went outside the Realm Lord's courtyard today, that feeling was particularly strong, so he always wanted to go into the courtyard to have a look.

Out of the study, he glanced in the direction of the Realm Lord's Courtyard, his brows frowned slightly, his fist clenched tightly and loosened suddenly, he was not arrogant enough to dare to enter the Realm Lord's Courtyard alone.

Shaking his head slightly, there was always a chance, he turned around and went back to the room.

Inside the study

After Mo Di sat on the bookcase, when he received the threat notice from the deputy chief of the Youzi team, he was indeed worried in his heart, and he was secretly anxious in the study.

Coincidentally, the power of the realm lord came unexpectedly, and he was blessed to his soul at that time, secretly thinking, why not use the power of the realm lord?

At that moment, he found the ink and gave an order, he thought, if something happened in the land of the divine source, the realm lord would definitely not care.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and then his whole body became stiff, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and came again.

Why didn't you show up when you received a threat from the deputy chief of the Youzi team just now? Now, he was at ease, and the Rausch thing had reappeared.

"What? You seem to have a lot of criticism for your benefactor? A gloomy voice sounded in Mo Di's mind.

"No, no, Mo Di doesn't dare." Mo Di hurriedly transmitted the sound and clarified.

"No, or don't you dare?" The voice in my head is full of threats.

Mo Di broke out in a cold sweat, and almost kowtowed: "It's really not, benefactor, spare me!" ”

"Humph! Forgive me for not daring! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you very much! ”

"It's time to use you."

"It's a great honor, benefactor, please command!"

"In a few days, it will be the Origin Sacrifice, and your Mo clan must participate, and you must win the championship!"

"Huh? This...! Mo Di was shocked.

"What? Embarrassed? ”

Mo Di nodded heartily, but he didn't dare to disobey the owner of the voice, so he had to be ruthless and agree.

"Hmph, raising soldiers for a thousand days, using soldiers for a while, are you sitting too comfortably as the head of your family? Do you need to add some exciting ingredients for you? ”

"Ahh No, don't... Benefactor, you have a large number, I don't dare anymore, and I will do what you ask. Mo Di's voice trembled.

"Humph...!" After a cold snort, the voice disappeared.

Mo Di felt that his body could move, and the coolness on his body disappeared, and he exhaled deeply, only then did he realize that he was soaking wet.

He commanded: "Come, bathe, change clothes!" ”

The first rays of sunlight finally broke through the darkness, and the dawn began to appear, and that glimmer of dawn was just like Mo Ying's current mood.

It's almost dawn, it's time to go to Mr. Qin.

Mo Ying wasn't worried about not being able to find Mr. Qin, Mo Ying's nose was the most sensitive in the Quanhu Word Camp, but Mo Ye hadn't woken up yet, and he needed someone to take care of him, which made him a little embarrassed.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally made up my mind and took Moye to find Mr. Qin together.