Chapter Ninety-One: Leaving Home in the Middle of the Night (Asking for the First Order)

Mo Xi stretched out his fingers and rubbed it with some amusement. r?anw?e?nīŊ—?īŊ…īŊŽ`īŊƒīŊīŊ

"Okay, don't get upset, you know it's already useful. ”

Indeed, for Mo Xi, who doesn't know anything, it's already rare for Wowo to be able to tell Xue Linghua in such detail, even if there is something wrong in the middle, she believes that Wowo will slowly remember.

"But does the Wu clan have any cultivators of the Extreme Yang Technique?"

A flower can cultivate a demigod, and it is not too prudent for the Wu clan to treat it, but as far as she knows, the current Wu clan does not seem to have such exercises, if it is only the effect of detoxification or evil spirit, it is not worth so much to mobilize the people, and those who can be listed as one of the 14 statues of animals and plants should all be superb.

Wowo didn't rush to answer, she seemed to be trying to remember, Moxi was not in a hurry, she was thinking about what medicine she could make if she used Xueling Flower as medicine.

Mo Xi doesn't think that she is whimsical, since it can grow six leaves, there is no reason why it can't grow nine leaves, as long as she thinks it through, it is a matter of time before it blooms.

One person and one bean each had their own thoughts, and after a long time, Wowo finally spoke: "I'm not sure, the memory of this is too vague, I just remember that there seems to be a race attached to the Wu clan, and there are two kinds of exercises, one is extremely cold, and the other is extremely yang, it just so happens that the Wu clan has two holy relics, and then the extremely cold thing was stolen, and the snow spirit flower suffered a heavy blow, and that race seems to have a big problem." ”

This passage is a little intermittent, and if you want to say it for a while, this memory is indeed a little blurry.

Mo Xi frowned slightly, for some reason, he said that he was attached to the Wu Clan, a race with two cultivations, Mo Xi's first thought was the wolf clan, and the snow wolf clan where Xiao Jiu was located practiced the extremely cold exercises, but the night wolf clan was not right, because they were not practicing the extreme yang exercises.

However, among the fourteen animal and plant statues, there is indeed a wolf, and there may really be something related to this.

What happened five hundred years ago caused the wolf clan to migrate, and Mo Xi became more and more curious.

Unconsciously, it was already the second half of the night, Mo Xi decided to rest for a while, and the time agreed with Feng Yan was when the sun was not rising, and she could sleep for two and a half hours.

She took out the stone box that contained the nest and the remaining half of the stone platform from the mustard seed bag, and she sent the stone platform to the ground, and the place that had been absorbed by the nest and turned gray had been disposed of by her, and now the rest was unabsorbed.

Even if he had no facial features and couldn't see his expression, Mo Xi still clearly felt the excitement and excitement of Wowo.

Throw it on it, and Mo Xi fell asleep with his clothes.

But this night is destined to be unpeaceful.

When Mo Xi fell asleep, Mo Yong looked at Mo Huaining with a gloomy face.

"You said that Mo Wei held Uncle Chen and didn't let go?"

In the morning, Mo Yuchen took people to make trouble in front of the patriarch's courtyard, but Mo Huaining just watched from a distance, did not come forward, and was not implicated at all.

After seeing Feng Yan cut off Mo Yuchen's arm without any scruples, Mo Huaining knew that this plan had failed again, he was not in a hurry to leave, for fear of attracting attention, until the end, he received Mo Wei's "reminder": This matter must not be spread by anyone, let alone to Mo Xi's ears.

Mo Huaining agreed happily, and when he returned to Mo Yong's residence in the afternoon, he repeated the matter with added fuel and vinegar, and Mo Yong was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Mo Yuchen is more than ten years older than Mo Yong, and he has always taken good care of him, for Mo Yong, Mo Yuchen is also a father and a brother, and now I heard that the person who is also a father and brother was humiliated, and even his arm was cut off, he hated it so much that he just wanted to go out and cut down the seal.

But reality nailed him to the bed honestly, and now going out to take revenge is whimsical for him.

Mo Yong, who gradually calmed down, asked Mo Huaining to find Mo Wei and quickly bring Mo Yuchen here to take care of him.

Mo Huaining pouted secretly, saying that it was convenient to take care of, but in fact, wasn't it just that he was busy serving, but this was the best opportunity to provoke the relationship between Mo Yong and Mo Wei.

Mo Wei was indeed as he thought, he would not let Mo Yuchen come back at all, but he invited a witch doctor to treat him, which only limited his freedom, after all, if there was no punishment at all, Mo Wei would not be able to explain, what if he was put back and he went to make trouble again.

This result was unintentionally in line with Mo Huaining's mind, seeing the angry Mo Yong, Mo Huaining lowered his head and covered the upturned corners of his mouth.

"Yes, Mo Wei said that Uncle Chen made a mistake and must be punished, and he will not be let back. ”

"Good! good!"

Mo Yong was silent for a long time, and suddenly shouted three times in a row, and his originally angry expression gradually calmed down.

"Mowei is an official, I can't say that I have to come to the door to intercede in person. ”

Mo Huaining raised his head suddenly, his face full of anxiety.

"How can that be, you can't get out of bed now, Uncle Chen will be fine, how can Mo Wei look at your face, isn't it?"

"Hehe" Mo Yong sneered.

"If he still has my brother in his heart, give me face, how can he detain the injured Uncle Chen? He knows my relationship with Uncle Chen, and also knows your relationship with me, if you go to ask for someone, I will ask for someone, and he still refuses?"

Mo Yong lowered his head and twisted his fingers unhurriedly, his expression was extremely cold.

"He is now the boss of the Wu clan, how can he put me in his eyes, you go and prepare, in my backyard, there is wine under the plum tree, you dig out a jar, and we will give gifts to 'Viagra'!"

Mo Huaining was stunned, "Now?"

"I can't sleep, no one wants to sleep comfortably!"

Mo Yong's family is still in the south of Mo Yong's house, the Wu clan actually has a class, the higher the status, the closer to the altar, Mo Yong's grandfather used to be one of the elders of the Wu clan, but unfortunately died under the claws of the spirit beast when he went out once.

However, logically speaking, even if his grandfather is still alive, the Mowei family with Elder Si should have a higher status, but unfortunately Elder Si doesn't want the family to take advantage of him, not to mention deliberately suppressing it, but also deliberately avoiding suspicion, resulting in the Mowei family still being in the south of the Moyong family.

Mo Huaining dug out the wine jar according to Mo Yong's orders, because there was no spiritual power, all the storage things of the Wu clan had to be opened with spiritual power, so he could only hang the wine jar around his neck and hang it on his chest, and carry Mo Yong behind him.

Mo Yong chose to go to Mo Wei's house at this time for this reason, there were many people during the day, he himself was not good at walking, and he really didn't want too many people to see the crippled appearance of being carried on his back to go out, at this time, except for the Mo Wei family they were going to disturb, no one would know.

After walking for about a cup of tea, Mo Huaining felt that his neck was about to be strangled by the wine jar hanging on his chest, and they finally arrived.

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