"Hai Lao, are you mistaken?"

One of the old men said suspiciously. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Although the people didn't speak, their eyes still clearly revealed disbelief. After so many years of hard cultivation, only a small number of them could reach the realm of the Martial Sect, and most of them were still stuck at the peak of the Martial Master.

After decades of cultivation, it is really unacceptable that the cultivation of a teenager is not as high as that of a teenager.

"That's talent. Mo Hai shook his head, knowing that if he didn't give these old guys convincing evidence, they wouldn't believe the facts in front of them. "Boy, don't hide anymore and let your breath out. ”

The stranger said a little boredly: "I wanted to hide for a while and surprise the old man." ”

After speaking, the unfamiliar breath was instantly released. A breeze rolled up in the hall from the stranger for no reason, and the breeze pressed on everyone's shoulders with an invisible pressure.

The expressions of everyone in the audience changed. Some people who have already stepped into the Martial Sect are fine, but they only feel the aura of danger, and those who have not stepped into the Martial Sect only feel that there is endless pressure on their bodies, and even their breath is slightly blocked.

Mo Xi and Mo Ling also felt an invisible pressure on them, and they all looked at the stranger with a surprised face.

Martial Sect First Order! and is already at its peak.

The cultivation displayed by the stranger had already surpassed all of them.

Mo Yan's serious face also showed a satisfied expression: "Well, the breath is deep but not vain, it seems that you have stabilized at the peak of the first order, and it seems that you have not given up cultivation in the past three years, which is not bad." ”

Not bad? Everyone was speechless for a while. It's just a demon, right!?

Mo Xi frowned slightly, and looked at the confident young man in front of her with a distressed expression, because she knew that no matter how good her talent was, she would definitely be able to do it in three years from a martial artist to a martial arts sect, and he must have suffered a lot.

The strange looked at Mo Yan and said helplessly: "Old man, is it just not bad? I'm working very hard in my cultivation." ”

Mo Yan didn't speak, but Mo Jiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, don't be proud, you still have a long way to go." ”

The stranger had to nod his head teachablely.

Before I knew it, I remembered the sound of drums outside the door.

Mo Yan stood up when he heard the sound, and everyone stood up from their seats.

Mo Yan opened his mouth and said, "The martial arts tournament has begun, let's go over." ”

A group of people rushed out of the hall, Mo Yan walked in the front, and Strange and Mo Xi and Mo Ling walked in the back.

Mo Xi looked at the unfamiliar face. I haven't seen him for three years, and the teenager in front of me is more mature, more stable, and more charming than ever. Mo Xi's face flushed slightly, and he couldn't help but get a little closer to the stranger. There is really a sense of security around him, Mo Xi's calm face like a lake showed a happy smile.

In front of so many elders in the hall, Mo Ling looked more restrained. Now that it's out, the little girl's nature is slowly released.

Mo Ling took Mo Xi's hand, lightly stepped on the stranger in front of her, and snorted: "Bastard, I didn't go home for three years, and I didn't see any gifts for us when I came back." ”

"Mo Ling~" Mo Xi shouted her name reproachfully.

The strange turned around and patted Mo Ling's head, "The little girl is not big or small, she wants to call her brother." ”

Mo Ling touched the place where she was beaten, and her wrinkled and cute nose spit out her pink little tongue at the stranger, "Bastard, you know that you are bullying me, I won't call it, you are not my own brother." ”

The strange Wenyan just smiled, and didn't care about what Mo Ling said angrily, but his thoughts went back to four years ago.

That's right, strangeness is not Mo Yan's own birth!

Seventeen years ago, when Mo Yan was playing by a lake on the outskirts of Mocheng, he suddenly heard a baby's cry. Following the cry, I saw a cradle on the other side of the lake by the grass, and the cradle was covered by a yellowish translucent cover, because some carnivorous beasts had gathered around the cry of the baby, and they all circled around the cradle with great anticipation.

Some of the beasts had already pounced impatiently towards the cradle, but they were shot away. But with each pop-up, the shield fades a point. Looking at this pale yellow shield, he must have been hit by these beasts many times.

At this rate, it won't be long before the shield will burst, and the babies inside will be the food for the beasts.

Perhaps because he felt his fate, the baby's cry was even louder and more poignant. The beasts around them also felt that their strength against them had weakened a lot, and they all roared excitedly, preparing for the final attack.

Seeing this, Mo Yan jumped over the lake and landed his foot on the head of one of the beasts. The breath on his body was released, and an invisible coercion appeared, and the surrounding beasts suddenly trembled, fleeing in all directions in horror. The beast that was trampled on by Mo Yan trembled and lay on the ground.

Getting down from the beast's head, Mo Yan didn't look at it, and walked straight to the cradle. The beast felt like the weight was gone. Suddenly, it was like a fire burning his buttocks, and he disappeared without a trace with a swish.

Mo Yan touched the transparent shield with his hand, and the shield slowly opened by itself. The shield opened, turned into a shattered talisman, and fell to the ground.

It can actually identify people and animals, what a clever formation!Mo Yan thought in surprise.

In the cradle was a chubby baby, Mo Yan reached out and touched it, knowing that it was a boy. Mo Yan looked at him, and he also looked at Mo Yan with innocent eyes.

"Baba ~ Ga, Ga ~ Ga ~ Ga ~ Ga . The baby waved his little hand and smiled happily. Mo Yan's heart was instantly melted by the baby in front of him, so he resolutely picked up the baby and took it home.

Mo Yan named the baby, strange. To live is to survive, and to survive in the wild can be abandoned.

Mo Yan has treated Strange as his own son since he was a child, even with Mo Xi and Mo Ling. But Mo Yan did not hide his strange background, and told him about it when he had his own consciousness. also told the stranger how he picked him up back then.

He was thirteen years old at the time, and he was devastated when he knew the truth. That year was a strange and almost muddy one. Mo Yan felt a burst of remorse when he saw the strange and decadent all day long, walked in front of the stranger, pulled the strange into his arms with force, and said with tears in his eyes: "No matter what, you are my son, this will always be your home, this will never change, right?"

The stranger trembled, looking at his father who had never cried in his memory, and felt ashamed in his heart.

The stranger suddenly woke up. The love given by his father has never changed, and the feelings of the people here for him have never changed. It's just that I can't accept this reality.

The Tao in it is ideal, and the strange heart suddenly opens up. At a thought, the stranger seemed to have matured a lot, and his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.

The strange asked Mo Yan suspiciously, and Mo Yan was relieved to tell him that he understood what he had been confused about for a long time, and this was an epiphany.

A year later, the stranger went out for three years on the grounds of experience. In the past three years, the stranger has been practicing while inquiring about the traces of his parents, and in the past three years, his cultivation has become stronger day by day, but the news of his parents has not found any clues, until today.

The stranger shook his head, driving away the memories from his mind.

In his decadent year, Mo Xi and Mo Ling have always been by his side. Except for sleeping, almost inseparable. It was also at that time that Mo Xi's feelings for strangers had a different change.

The strange rubbed Mo Ling's head, and said softly but firmly: "I regard you as my own sister." ”

Mo Ling was touched gently by the stranger, and her anger suddenly disappeared. I also know that I said the wrong thing when I was angry just now. Immediately lowered his head and blushed and whispered: "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to say that." ”

There was no time to blame Mo Ling, Mo Xi ignored the girl's reserve and hurriedly stretched out her other slender hand to hold the stranger. She was also afraid that what Mo Ling said just now would hurt the stranger.

Looking at the nervous appearance of the two sisters, the stranger felt a warmth in his heart. Gently hooked Mo Xi and Mo Ling's noses, and said, "Fool." ”

The ring on his finger flashed, and the strange took out two snow-white eggs from it.

On the unfamiliar finger is a storage ring. Generally, there are more affluent warriors. The currency commonly used by martial artists on the Ancient Continent is a stone called the Qi Cultivation Stone, which can store the true qi between heaven and earth, making it easy for martial artists to cultivate. The qi stone is also divided into grades, which are divided into four grades: low-grade qi stone, medium-grade qi stone, high-grade qi stone, and best qi stone. The higher the level of the Qi Cultivation Stone, the more True Qi stored in it, and the more refined it becomes. The more refined the true qi, the faster the speed of cultivation.

One hundred low-grade Qi Stones can be exchanged for a medium-grade Qi Stone, one hundred medium-grade Qi Stones can be exchanged for a high-grade Qi Stone, and so on.

And a lowest-level storage ring requires three hundred medium-grade Qi Cultivation Stones, which shows the value of this storage ring. The stranger has a low-grade storage ring.

Mo Ling looked at the storage in the stranger's hand and said with envy: "Brother, where did you get your storage ring?" I have been begging my father to give me one, but he won't give it to me, stingy ghost." After speaking, he looked at Mo Yan's back and pouted.

"I bought it myself. Strange said with a smile. Then he gave the two eggs in his hand to Mo Xi and Mo Ling. "This is the egg of the White Spirit Bird, and it took me a lot of effort to get it. ”

The White Spirit Bird is a low-level demon beast that lives in the wilderness, and it is a little more powerful than ordinary beasts. But the feathers of the white spirit bird are very beautiful, especially when they fly, and their snow-white feathers are shining with beautiful white light when they are shining in the sun, which is deeply liked by girls.

But the characteristic of the white spirit bird is that it is fast and extremely difficult to catch. And their nests are built in very high and very secret places. The stranger also discovered the nest of the white spirit bird by chance. At that time, there were no adult white spirit birds in the nest, only these two eggs. The stranger put it away casually.

The two girls happily held the snow-white eggs, and they were very happy to see them like them so much.

While the stranger was talking and laughing with the two girls, with Mo Yan's footsteps, everyone had already walked to the edge of the square.