"Bastard, what do you three people want?"

This place was originally a place to practice magic, so the roar generated by the firebird burst before did not attract the attention of others.

On the contrary, it was the roar of the young man in white that was eye-catching.

"Xiao Haozi, beat him. Mao Rui's divine sense transmitted and instigated Mao Hao.

"Wild seeds from the poor countryside, vulgar savages, let you enter the Mao tribe, it is already a charity for you. Don't you be grateful, you dare to do something to me, believe it or not, tell you to go back to your poor country every minute?"

Before Mao Hao could make a move, the young man in white had already spoken again.

The language is filthy and disdainful.

Mao Rui's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took a step out of the air. The silencer array on the silent boots activated, removing the sound of smashing the ground.

In an instant, he came to the young man in white, turned his right hand into a claw, and grabbed the other party's head.

Mao Rui's hand was slightly stronger, so that the face of the young man in white came into close contact with the ground.

It's okay now, because the young man in white spoke too ugly, he was directly pressed to the ground by Mao Rui and rubbed, and Mao Hao didn't need to do it.

After Mao Rui let go, the young man in white struggled to get up from the ground, and his face was already blurred.

This is because Mao Rui didn't use all his strength, otherwise, with one grasp, he could scratch the head of the young man in white.

The young man in white stood up and pointed at Mao Rui and said:

"Woo..."

There are still a few teeth of a young man in white lying on the ground, and his mouth is leaking, how can he explain it clearly.

"Click"

The sound of bones breaking sounded, but it was Mao Rui who slapped his hand and cracked the hand bone of the young man in white pointing at him.

The young man in white screamed, holding his arms and retreating again and again, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

"You dare to look at me like this, gouge out your eyes, and punish you for being rude. ”

As he spoke, Mao Rui had already come to the young man in white, poked out his fingers, reached into his eye sockets, and gouged out his eyeballs.

The speed of the action far exceeded the reaction of the young man in white, making the young man in white unable to resist.

The young man in white screamed and rolled on the ground.

The people present were all the young generation of the Mao tribe, and they were all terrified when they saw the miserable appearance of the young man in white.

This is not over, only to hear Mao Rui continue: "You have feces in your mouth, and your speech is ugly, so I will pull out your tongue now, so that you will not come out of your mouth in the future and cause murder." ”

After speaking, he forcibly pried open the mouth of the young man in white, grabbed his tongue, pulled it out, and uprooted it.

Blood poured out of his mouth, staining his white clothes red, and staining Mao Rui's face even more.

Ignoring the blood stains on his face, he grabbed the arms of the young man in white and squeezed it hard, crushing his hand bones inch by inch.

"There is no other reason to crush your hand bones, just because it will make me very unhappy when someone is pointing at me. After crushing the hand bones, Mao Rui said.

The young man in white had already fainted from the pain, and if he didn't hear Mao Rui's words, even if he heard it, he would faint.

"In society, I Brother Rui, people talk a lot. Mao Hao said a little scared.

Mao Zhe probably felt that Mao Rui had gone too far, so he nodded casually at Mao Hao's words, frowning solemnly and thinking deeply.

Mao Rui wiped the blood stains from his face, and a fireball technique burned the eyes, tongue, and teeth of the young man in white to ashes.

"Gone. Greeted Mao Zhe and Mao Hao, and took the lead in walking towards the outside of the performance field.

All the children of the Mao clan who stood in the way of Mao Rui gave way to him, for fear of accidentally provoking this evil star.

After Mao Rui and the three left, the children of the Mao clan present dared to go up, confirming that the young man in white was still alive and breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly took out the talisman and pill, and after a brief treatment, took it to his parents.

After experiencing this incident, I lost the interest of continuing to practice magic, so I went back to my own house and found my mother.

Back at the residence, Mao Rui went back to his room to sleep, Mao Hao had no heart and lungs, and when he came back, he went to practice.

Mao Zhe thought about it again and again, found Mao Shihao, and told him in detail about tonight's events. There is no adding oil and vinegar in between, and there is no cutting corners.

After Mao Shihao heard this, he called Mao Shichang, Mao Shihong, and Mao Shibo back.

The five of them talked for a long time in the Mao Shihao house, and only left when it was about to dawn.

At nearly noon, Mao shook the ground and took several descendants of the Mao family to the ancestral hall for the ancestral recognition ceremony.

Mao Shihao deliberately paid attention to Mao Shadi's expression, there was no different color on his face, Mao Shihao estimated that it was the matter of last night that had not yet reached the ears of this patriarch.

When he came to the ancestral hall, Mao Zhentian was already standing outside the door.

Seeing that his complexion was much better than usual, and he looked much younger, it was obvious that the toxins that had been stored in his body for a long time were removed by Mao Yihong.

The ancestor recognition ceremony does not pay attention to the time, as soon as the people arrive, it starts directly.

The ceremony was held by the patriarch of Mao Shaodi, debating the bloodline, sacrificing to the ancestors, carrying the genealogy, and sending tokens, and several steps were completed at one time.

There are not many people from the Mao tribe who come to participate in the ceremony, most of them are old people, and a few are the younger generation who follow the old people.

These people are collateral of the Mao clan, and their status in the Mao clan may not be high, but they can come over, but they have made their position clear, and they are all kind to the return of Mao Zhentian's lineage.

After the ceremony, Mao Zhentian introduced these people to the younger generations of the Mao family one by one.

Several times during this period, he gestured to Mao Rui with his eyes and asked him to remember the faces and names of these people.

Mao Rui knew that this was his grandfather telling him that these people or the juniors of these people were on their side, and they should not be provoked.

Mao Rui wrote down these people one by one, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, and the junior was not the only one, so why should he focus on taking care of himself.

If Mao Zhentian knew what Mao Rui was thinking, it was estimated that he would spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Of all the people, you Mao Rui is the most troublesome, and you don't have a point in your heart?

Subsequently, Mao Zhentian proposed a banquet and invited everyone.

These people are here to cheer Mao Zhentian on, and they will not refuse.

And Mao Shaodi was on the side of important things, and politely refused.

Mao Zhentian didn't care, and came to the current residence of the Mao family with everyone.

When Mao Rui and other descendants went to participate in the ancestor recognition ceremony, some family members such as Mao Rui's mother, Mao family's guest secretaries, servants and others had already prepared an open-air banquet in the open space of the residence, and the meal could be opened as soon as people arrived.

During the banquet, the cups and lights were staggered, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, which can be described as happy and peaceful.

When integrity is at its most lively, the person who spoils the atmosphere appears.

A man and a woman came to the banquet with more than ten people.

As soon as she arrived, the woman who took the lead screamed directly: "You bunch of waste, listen up, immediately call out the little bastard who beat me, otherwise, no one will think about it." ”

Mao Rui threw a peanut into his mouth, squinted at the woman, and continued to eat his peanut, ignoring it.

Mao Shihong saw Mao Zhentian's suspicious face, and hurriedly transmitted his divine sense, and briefly recounted the events of last night.

Mao Zhentian glanced at Mao Rui and asked about the identity of the person next to him.

"Deaf or dumb, are they all dead? Don't you see Mrs. Ben talking to you?" Seeing that no one paid attention, the woman shouted again.

Mao Rui casually picked up an empty wine jar beside him and smashed it in the woman's face.

A sword-shaped magic weapon flew out from behind the woman, smashing the wine jar to pieces on the way, but it was the hand of the person behind the woman.

"It's still the wine bottle that smashes people's hands. Mao Rui muttered and stood up.

"You little bastard is so bold that you dare to throw me with a jar of wine. Seeing Mao Rui walk out, the woman screamed.

"When a mother's mouth is not clean, it is naturally no better to be a son, the reason why your son has become like this is because you are not strict with discipline, who is to blame?" Mao Rui pointed to the figure in the crowd who was being supported, with a white veil wrapped in his head and his hands wrapped in plaster.

This figure is the young man in white last night, and this woman is his mother.

Hearing Mao Rui's voice, the young man in white trembled violently, and his tongue was left under the gauze, and he let out a rapid whining sound.

Seeing her son's reaction, the woman immediately knew that the ordinary-looking young man in front of her with a slightly larger mouth was the murderer who caused her son to look like this, and immediately screamed angrily:

"You're the little bastard who caused my son to do this?"

"Yes, it's me. Mao Rui nodded and said calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The woman's phoenix eyes widened angrily, stretched out her hand to point at Mao Rui, and scolded sharply: "Little bastard, dare to hurt my son, I will cramp and peel you, Ling Chi to death." ”

Mao Rui unhurriedly lit a cigarette for himself, squinted at the woman, and said coldly: "You glared at me, I gouged out my eyes, you scolded me, I pulled out my tongue, you pointed at me, and I broke my hand." Now you're like that, you want to be like you?"

"You..." The woman wanted to scold again, but as soon as she said the word you, her pupils had shrunk suddenly, and she was waiting in horror for Mao Rui, who suddenly came to her, and the rest of the words could not be spoken.

Mao Rui held a cigarette in his mouth, ignoring her expression, and two fingers poked out, pointing directly at the woman's eyes.

"Bold. ”

"Presumptuous. ”

"Stop. ”

The man beside the woman, as well as the more than a dozen people behind her, only reacted at this time, and they all shouted angrily, or pinched the trick to cast spells, or sacrificed spiritual weapons, wanting to stop Mao Rui.

It is rumored in the cultivation world that after being approached by a cultivator who refines the body, everything will be over.

This is not unreasonable, Mao Rui has been posted in front of the woman, they have just made a move, how can they catch up.

Before the angry shouts were over, Mao Rui had already closed the woman's eyes.

The people who participated in the Mao family banquet were moved when they saw Mao Rui's shot so ruthlessly, guessing how Mao Zhentian would end, but they didn't want Mao Zhentian to raise his glass at this time and said:

"Come, ladies and gentlemen, let's continue to drink, it's just a quarrel between children, don't spoil our Yaxing. ”

Mao Hao, who was at the next table, after hearing Mao Zhentian's words, turned his little eyes around, and took out two giant hammers, one black and one yellow, the black one flashed metallic luster, and the yellow one was like a stone cast.

Carrying the double hammer, he rushed towards Mao Rui's side, shouting as he rushed: "Brother Rui, I'll help you." ”

Mao Zhe smiled, took out his thick-backed machete with black lines on the bottom of the blood, and slowly walked towards Mao Rui step by step.