Not just revenge on her enemies, but on the entire bureaucratic class. If it weren't for this huge class division of officials and slaves, there would be no yin and yang separation between their mother and daughter today.

When she was a child, she was pampered as the mayor's daughter, and now she has no relatives in the world, and the little girl knows better than anyone else.

"Good."

Mo Tian looked at the little girl's firm gaze, the determination on her immature little face, and showed a heartfelt smile for the first time.

"Wear this."

He took out a necklace inlaid with rubies from his trouser pocket and tied it around the neck of the little girl, and suddenly the ruby light at the top flashed, and the chain of the necklace disappeared under the little girl's skin.

Just on his neck, he left a beautiful necklace tattoo.

This is a special holy relic given to Mo Tian by Fu Lao, it has no attack ability, and the only effect is to change the appearance of its master. Since Mo Tian is doing things for Fu Lao, Fu Lao will naturally not be stingy with this kind of prop.

"From today on, your name will be 'Mo Xin', my younger sister, and you are about to study in the third class of the first year of Hero Academia, and both parents have died."

"I usually go to school, just like other students, and learn some theoretical knowledge. After school, go back to your apartment and I'll teach you how to fight better than everybody. ”

The little girl didn't speak, she looked at Mo Tian quietly, but in those eyes, there was more and more energy.

"Don't have the qualifications of a master? Hehe. ”

The corners of Mo Tian's mouth hooked up a strange arc.

"It's not just the one who is in control, it's the one who is strong."

……

Time flies quickly, and half a month has passed since Mo Tian came to the war fortress.

Even the little girl Mo Xin, her life is gradually on the right track.

"Press down with your arm, be accurate at the point of your output, be more ruthless, and don't let the opponent have a chance to fight back until he dies."

"Very well, do this a thousand times in a row. Even if my arm is crippled, I have to finish it. ”

The northwestern part of the war fortress, the most edge of the civilian area, the least populated place in the entire fortress.

Night shrouded the fortress of war, and a faint glow accompanied by stars illuminated the hillside.

Under a hundred-year-old willow tree, Mo Tian held a bamboo stick and looked at the little girl with a pale face and sweating like rain in front of him.

"There's no murder in the shot, if you want revenge, don't think of yourself as a."

At this time, Mo Xin was holding a bamboo sword, and he slashed the sword into the huge willow tree again and again. And this huge willow tree has long been covered with hundreds of thousands of sword marks of different lengths.

Maybe it was because her body was overdrawn, her expression was unusually ugly, her paleness revealed blood red, and the sweat had already soaked her clothes, as if a layer of cloth was attached to her body.

"Cut the dent to this position today, or don't sleep."

Mo Tian raised his head, glanced at the stars in the sky, and when he knew the time, he picked up a bamboo stick, picked up a small pebble, and shook it gently.

Boom.

The pebble was like a bullet sinking deep into the willow tree.

Mo Tian's meaning is very simple, keep chopping and chopping, as long as you cut until the pebble sees the light of day again.

However, it is quite difficult to do this step to put it mildly. Not to mention using a bamboo sword, even if it is an iron sword, it is difficult to cut the willow tree to this position in a short period of time, following the dents.

Mo Xin didn't speak, still waved the bamboo sword in his hand, and slashed at the trunk of the big willow tree again and again.

"Xiaojing, I'm sorry for you tonight." Mo Tian turned around, looked at Fang Jing who was watching the two of them from the side, nodded with a smile, signaled, and turned to leave.

Although Mo Xin was promised to train her every night, Mo Tian also had something to do, so the responsibility of supervision could only be handed over to Fang Jing.

Fang Jing glanced at Mo Xin, who was pale, on the other side, and looked at the red skin, she wanted to stop talking several times.

Finally, seeing that Mo Tian was about to walk past her, Fang Jing still didn't hold back and said.

"Brother Tian, aren't you afraid of practicing Xiao Xin to death? It's only been a few days, and I've passed out no less than ten times. ”

Mo Tian smiled, his eyes swept over Mo Xin, who was still tempering under the willow tree, and said to Fang Jing with a smile.

"Don't worry, she can't die, I'll give her a drop of my blood every day, and she's only in a coma at most. If it weren't for the fact that she would have classes tomorrow, I would have thought about doubling the intensity of her training. ”

"However, this is ...... for a girl"

Without waiting for Mo Tian to speak, Mo Xin, who was practicing under the willow tree, spoke.

"Sister Jing, please don't blame Brother Tian for this matter, all of this is what I asked for."

Looking at the little girl's firm gaze as she turned her head, Fang Jing was stunned.

"Xiao Xin, you ......" complicated gaze, she didn't know what to say at the moment.

Mo Tian waved his hand, interrupted Fang Jing, and said with a light sigh.

"Xiao Jing, sometimes hatred is not a kind of power, especially if this power has transcended the boundary between life and death."

As one of his friends, Mo Tian naturally wouldn't hide anything from Fang Jing, and had already explained the whole process of the development of things before letting her supervise Mo Xin.

"......"

Fang Jing gritted her teeth, her teeth against her red lips, and she just wanted to speak.

"If she's unconscious, keep splashing her with water to wake her up."

Mo Tian left a word, and left without looking back.

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Back at the apartment, Mo Tian did not contact Zhang Xiaopang, according to the arrangement discussed by the two of them, the next operation would start a week later, and attack the Armed Police Department, which is also one of the eight departments.

If the Armed Police Department is in their hands, whether it is in the open or in the dark, it will qualitatively improve their ability to execute their plans.

The previous matter of the auxiliary war department can be said to be just a convenient one, and it only took one step to successfully arrange their people.

This time the Armed Police Department is different, the supreme leader Xiao Zhentian is a sixth-level controller whose strength is second only to the Seven Saints, and his mind is also notoriously flexible, but he will not make mistakes so easily.

In Zhang Xiaopang's words: "It's a pity that Xiao Zhentian doesn't have a son." ”

It is conceivable that the process of starting with Zhang Xiaopang can be a little cumbersome, and how cautious Xiao Zhentian is.

In addition, before the start of the operation, Mo Tian's other task was to raise the combat merit level of the virtual God of War Network.

"If there are twenty or thirty more games, you should be able to advance to the 'Extreme Master'."

Mo Tian skillfully opened the virtual cabin, closed the hatch, activated the power supply, and let his consciousness slowly penetrate into the void.

However, when Mo Tian entered the virtual network, for some reason, he felt a strong sense of depression.

That's right, it's a sense of depression!

There are countless small world groups, and there are no people fighting against each other, all of them are gathered together and discussing something.

Moreover, he also found that the number of people online in the virtual God of War network today has decreased a lot compared to the past.

When Mo Tian approached one of the discussion groups, the information he got suddenly shocked him.

"How is this possible, how can 'Little Kunlun', one of the seven great refuges, fall in one day."

"I also don't think it's realistic, the comprehensive strength of 'Little Kunlun', but it ranks third among the seven major shelters, if it can fall overnight, how terrifying the enemy is."

"No, no, no, this news should be true, according to the information from the front line, I heard that this time the desolate beast tide that destroyed Xiao Kunlun has reached the standard of disaster level, and it is not much different from the strongest world destroying level."

"Catastrophic? Are you kidding, if you want to reach the catastrophic-level standard of the Desolate Beast Tide, there are at least five Rank 8 'Desolate' participating in the battle. Except in the Initial Battle, no tide of desolate beasts has ever reached this level of intensity. ”

"Yes, yes, don't say it's a disaster-level desolate beast tide on weekdays, even if it's a destruction-level, it's rare to see it."

Little Kunlun is destroyed?

After hearing this news, even Mo Tian's brain nerves were short-circuited all of a sudden.

One of the seven major shelters, the third-ranked 'Little Kunlun', was destroyed overnight, such news, not to mention that Mo Tian didn't believe it, and if he believed that Zhang Xiaopang was coming, he wouldn't believe it either.

No one can imagine how strong the defense of a place that can be called a place of refuge is.

Established to prevent the end of the world, it has experienced thousands of desolate beast tide impacts, and both combat experience and the number of controllers are no less than desolate beasts. However, the ultimate measure of the strength of the Refuge is the Sage.

A person is holy when he passes the seventh level, and the Holy One is the strongest force in every refuge.

The reason why Xiao Kunlun was able to rank third among the seven major refuges was that in addition to its superior number of holy relics reserves, there were also the number of super powerhouses comparable to the War Fortress, which was a full nine.

That's right, three more than the war fortress.

It's just that because of the existence of a transcendent sage, the War Fortress ranks first among all the shelters.

In addition to this factor, Xiao Kunlun's comprehensive strength can even be comparable to the second Penglai Wonderland.

Just when Mo Tian wanted to quit the virtual network and asked Fu Lao about the authenticity, the next news directly made him confused.

"You guys are so outdated, do you know why there are so few people on virtual networks today? Because after the fall of Xiao Kunlun, the tide of desolate beasts directly surrounded the fifth-ranked refuge 'Cloud City'. ”

"Now the people of Cloud City are hurriedly preparing for war."