Mo Yuan, thunder shook the sky, wind and rain were blowing, and Mo Yuan, who was even darker by the night sky, was the last retreat for the hundreds of people in the Mo family.

There is no way back.

"Family Master, didn't you say that there is the heritage of our Mo family here?" someone asked loudly.

"Your heritage is here. The flat voice was like a talisman in the ears of the Mo family, and then, a figure covered in blood was thrown at the feet of everyone in the Mo family.

An Yingtian walked up to Mo Yuan step by step, his precious clothes were stained with a lot of mud, and his black hair like a waterfall was wet by the rain, and it was blown by the wind, like a wild beast: "Your Mo family has hidden a Martial Emperor Fourth Order. In this way, in fact, you should know everything, Mo family master, tell this seat, where is Mo Zixu?"

"This is ......" The rain washed away the blood stains on the figure, and someone exclaimed, "Butler Mo?!"

"What did that executioner say just now? Fourth Order Martial Emperor?

"Family Master? Is what he said true? Is Steward Mo really the Fourth Order of the Martial Emperor? Is he really the foundation of our Mo family?"

Ignoring everyone's questions, Mo Yongfan put down the hand that was holding his wife tightly, walked to Mo Ruchang's side, and knelt on the ground. He hugged Mo Ruchang, and the temperature was already cold at the place where he started.

A secret that has been passed down from generation to generation of the Mo family, a secret that only the head of the family is qualified to know, that is: when the Mo family encounters an irresistible disaster, go to Moyuan, which is where the Mo family heritage.

"Mo Lao, I'm sorry...... Could you please ...... Rest in peace,......" Mo Yongfan choked up.

Hearing that Mo Yongfan acquiesced to this fact, everyone in the Mo family behind him gradually fell silent - Mo Ruchang has been living in the Mo family since they were born, he is amiable and always a kind face, no matter whether he is facing Mo Yongfan or the maid of the Mo family, he has always treated everyone equally, neither high nor low-eyebrow. He has an old-fashioned heart, no matter who has a problem, a difficulty in life or a doubt in his practice, he will always lend a helping hand. In a certain aspect, the people of the Mo family respect Mo Ruchang even more than Mo Yongfan.

When everyone sees him, they can't help but call him "Mo Lao".

If the Mo family is a martial family, Mo Yongfan is the decider of the family, and if the Mo family is a big family, Mo Ruchang is the head of the family.

Mo Yongfan held Mo Ruchang's corpse like this, the rain hit them densely, Mo Yongfan's face was already full of water stains, and no one could tell whether it was rain or tears.

An Yingtian walked up to Mo Yongfan step by step, condescendingly: "Tell this seat, where is Mo Zixu, this seat can let you go, and by the way, I can help you kill him." An Yingtian pointed at Cheng Huahui, so frightened that Cheng Huahui really collapsed to the ground after stumbling.

Mo Yongfan picked up Mo Ruchang's body, handed it to Mo Yonghong, lowered his head, and said, "Okay, I'll tell you where he is." ”

An Yingtian's handsome face showed a satisfied smile and said, "Those who know the times are Junjie." ”

Mo Yongfan said without sadness or joy: "He is in the [Valley of Reincarnation], you go to him." ”

The valley of reincarnation, into reincarnation, once in reincarnation there is no reincarnation.

That is the head of the forbidden land of the Extreme Martial Continent, and anyone who enters the Valley of Reincarnation, whether it is a human being or anything else, whether you are a saint or a god, will fall into endless reincarnation, sinking forever, and life is better than death.

Some people say that in the Valley of Reincarnation, all the martial gods of the Jiwu Continent from ancient times to the present are buried.

"Mole ants!" An Yingtian showed his true killing intent to Mo Yongfan for the first time, "Are you provoking this seat?"

"Why, you don't dare?" Mo Yongfan mocked.

"I really don't dare, but I believe that Mo Zixu will definitely not dare to enter the Valley of Reincarnation. As for your ......" An Yingtian looked around at the Mo family and showed a cruel smile, "Since you dare to provoke this seat, this seat doesn't mind stepping on an ant to death." However, didn't you say that the backbone of your Mo family would not be broken even if it died? Didn't you say that your Mo family would rather die than give in? This seat wants to see if this is really the case!"

"Wait for the ants to listen, as long as you kneel down to this seat, and be a dog under this seat, this seat can bypass you and give you the opportunity to wait for the king's realm. The words of the emperor are absolutely not false!"

An Ying rose in the sky, looked down at all beings, and laughed wildly until the laughter stopped, and he spoke softly.

"Kneel, surrender, give you life. ”

The Mo family was silent again, and in the choice between life and death, everyone's heart was engaged in a fierce struggle: to live, to live like a dog, or to die and leave this world with dignity.

To survive, or to perish?

This is the eternal choice of this world, and it is also an eternal existence.

This scene is an indelible memory in Xiao Tiange's heart.

Mo Yonghua, who was seriously injured and dying, struggled to stand out from the hands of the clansmen, and just now, Mo Yonghong handed him over to the clansmen.

Mo Yonghua took a breath and forcibly operated Wu Yuanli, his face flushed, and he yelled: "The backbone of the Mo family!"

Take another deep breath –

"I'd rather die than give in!"

A sharp martial force penetrated his eyebrows, and the martial idiot Mo Yonghua fell.

"Yonghua!"

"Second brother!"

"Second uncle!"

"Second Master!"

A mournful voice sounded, Mo Yongfan caught Mo Yonghua's fallen body, rain or tears blurred the middle-aged man's eyes, his hands gently brushed Mo Yonghua's face, closed his unwilling eyes for him.

"The backbone of the Mo family! I would rather die than give in!" a person stood up and roared, and the sharp force of Wu Yuan penetrated his eyebrows.

"The backbone of the Mo family! I would rather die than give in!" another person stood up and roared, and the sharp force of Wu Yuan pierced through his eyebrows.

"The backbone of the Mo family! I would rather die than give in!" another person stood up, roaring angrily, and the sharp martial power penetrated her eyebrows.

"The backbone of the Mo family! "The backbone of the Mo family! "The backbone of the Mo family!

One after another stood up and roared angrily, some of them were iron-clad men, some were just tender women, some were side relatives of the Mo family, some were just guests of the Mo family, some were people with real power in the Mo family, and some were just nameless slaves and pawns.

But at this moment, they have the same name - the Mo family.

The sharp martial power pierced through their eyebrows and took their lives, but it couldn't pierce their upright backbones and destroy their faith!

The backbone of the Mo family, even if you die, you would rather die than give in!

At the beginning, one after another fresh lives fell in the rain.

Later, one by one, fresh lives fell in pools of blood.

Until only Mo Yongfan, Mo Yonghong, Wang Yuwei, and Xiao Tiange remained.

"Brother, I'll go first. Mo Yonghong's face still has that confident smile that is light and light, and he controls the overall situation. Even if he dies, he has to die calmly, that is the dignity of being the first martial artist in Qingtang Town, the Mo family's think tank.

He took a step forward, and the roar was completely inconsistent with his usual gentle temperament, but it was thrilling.

"The backbone of the Mo family!

A sharp martial force penetrated his eyebrows, and the think tank Mo Yonghong fell.

At this time, An Yingtian's always cold and ruthless face was finally moved, he was no longer high, but appeared in front of Mo Yongfan like a ghost, and with just a wave of his hand, Wang Yuwei was choked by his neck with one hand.

"Yuwei!"

"Mother!"

Mo Yongfan and Xiao Tiange's faces changed greatly, and they wanted to pounce on An Yingtian, but they were imprisoned in place by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

"She's your wife, a mortal? So you should love this woman very much? Kneel, surrender, and spare her from death. ”

It turned out that the Mo family's fearlessness of death made this man angry, in his past life, he had killed countless people, and everyone would tremble under his killing, crying and shouting to beg him for mercy, and even turn into a dog! He couldn't understand why someone was not afraid of death?

But he is An Yingtian, the mysterious Mo Zixu who tried to seal him with a 10,000-year-old ice heart, just to release his murderous intentions!

He didn't need to understand why these corpses that had fallen in front of him were not afraid of death. But he must understand, to prove that man is afraid of death! He who is afraid of death should kneel and beg for mercy, and then he will kill them cruelly when they beg for mercy, and admire their painful expressions, so that they will not be blind!

So, he's going to prove it now. He wants to make the man in front of him kneel down and beg for mercy! He wants the man in front of him to die in remorse and pain!

"Kneel, surrender!"

An Yingtian increased his strength, and Wang Yuwei's face turned pale.

Mo Yongfan gritted his teeth, he slowly bent his knees, and looked at Wang Yuwei with cloudy eyes.

I saw Wang Yuwei desperately shaking her head at him, but Mo Yongfan's knees were still bent more and more, Wang Yuwei's eyes suddenly became firm, she no longer shook her head, but those firm eyes seemed to tell Mo Yongfan.

"If you dare to kneel, I will bite my tongue and kill myself immediately!"

In An Yingtian's gradually expanding smile, Mo Yongfan suddenly stood up straight, he held his head in pain, and roared like a beast.

An Yingtian's smile froze on Mo Yongfan's face when he stood up, and his anger surged. However, it was only for a moment, he seemed to understand something, and as soon as his hand was released, Wang Yuwei fell into the muddy water, but the person who pinched it was replaced by Mo Yongfan.

"Perhaps, this seat should be changed to see if you are really husband and wife. ”

"Dad!" Xiao Tiange ran over, but was hugged tightly by Wang Yuwei.

"Madam, it's your turn this time, choose! Is it boring dignity, or is it a husband who gives up his dignity for you?" A bolt of lightning fell, lighting up the night sky and An Yingtian's playful smile.

Wang Yuwei looked at An Yingtian with cold eyes.

Mo Yongfan was choked by the neck, exhausted his strength, and said, "Yuwei, Ge'er, forgive me." Ge'er, remember, to be strong, that's your original intention. Also, a manly man, tears can only be shed for the one you love. Ge'er, Daddy loves you. ”

Then, he concentrated all the martial arts forces together, burst out with points, and roared: "The backbone of the Mo family!

"Complicated!"

"Daddy!"

Thunder roared, torrential rain continued.