"That, Mo ......"

Having said this, Mo Yang directly changed his words; "How about I call you Qingqing in the future?"

"Qingqing?"

Humming the word Qingqing softly in his mouth, Mo Qing laughed and said; "Yes, Qingqing's title is very good, very cute, worthy of my cute little face."

Looking at Mo Qing, who was grimacing and laughing at himself, Mo Yang was speechless for a while.

In Mo Yang's opinion, this Mo Qing is not only cute, but also a little narcissistic.

"Let's talk about it, you can call me Qingqing in the future." Smiling at Mo Yang, Mo Qing frowned and thought hard; "How should I call you, wouldn't it be a little embarrassing to call you by name?"

It's like talking to yourself, and it's like you're asking yourself.

Mo Qing lowered his head and fell into deep thought, and Mo Yang didn't know whether he should answer or not.

"Why don't you speak?" Mo Qing looked up at Mo Yang.

"You just asked me?"

"Who's there but you, by my side." As if he understood something, Mo Qing continued; "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Me"

With such a thoughtful Mo Qing on the stall, Mo Yang was a little helpless.

His way of thinking is not at the same level as Mo Qing, and he simply can't keep up with Mo Qing's routines and Mo Qing's way of dialogue.

"There's no need to bother with it." Mo Qing laughed; "When I'm fine, I like to tease little boys like you and have some fun."

Looking for some fun?

Mo Qing's words made Mo Yang feel big.

Mo Yang has grown so big, and it is the first time he has heard a little girl say that she wants to tease a little boy to have fun.

"That, Qingqing"

"It's very affectionate."

Interrupting Mo Yang's words, a guy with a very bad face appeared in front of Mo Yang and said in a deep voice to Mo Yang; "New guy, you seem to be arrogant?"

is a young age, looks about the same as himself, but he has a big back hair, and with the overall image of Hanger Langdang, Mo Yang really can't see that this guy can say that others are arrogant.

"What do you call it?"

"No, Mo Lang, the eldest son of the head of the Mo family."

can say his identity as the son of the head of the family so reasonably, as if he is very remarkable, Mo Yang has to admire Mo Lang.

It's really as the name suggests, and the waves can!

"It turned out to be a prodigal son." Speaking of which, Mo Yang continued; "The ...... of the Prodigal Son"

"Stop!"

Interrupting Mo Yang's words, Mo Lang said a little angrily; "Ben Gongzi hates that others call Ben Gongzi the most, you can hear it clearly to Ben Gongzi."

Speaking of this, Mo Lang coughed lightly, "Ahem." Then he said; In the future, you can call Ben Gongzi, Ronin! …… Don't call it a boy or a prodigal son. ”

Mo Lang said this, Mo Yang had to sigh, it was another wonderful!

"Brother Lang, what are you doing?" Mo Qing looked at Mo Lang with some anger.

"Little sister Qingqing, don't always target your brother, okay?"

"If you don't want me to target you, it's okay to disappear for me."

Mo Qing's voice fell, and Mo Lang immediately ran towards the trial ground.

"Qingqing, your brother seems to be afraid of you?"

"Afraid of me? Just him? The little face was full of displeasure, and Mo Qing pursed his lips and said; If he was afraid of me, this guy wouldn't know I was here, and he rushed up, and he didn't give his sister any face. ”

The changes before and after are too big, Mo Yang is a little uncontrollable, do you want to coax Mo Qing.

Just as Mo Yang wanted to speak, a loud voice exploded; "Attention everyone, the trial is about to begin, please be prepared for anything."

Turning his head to look at the place where it happened, he winked at himself in front of Shang Molang.

Mo Lang winked at himself, and suddenly made Mo Yang understand that it was Mo Lang who shouted just now.

"Little lamb, you have to pay attention, the head of the family is coming soon."

"Who's the little lamb?" Mo Yang looked at Mo Qing with some doubts.

"You're so stupid, you don't even know who the little sheep is. It took a long time for people to come up with such a name, you hurt Qingqing's heart too much. ”

Holding back not to collapse, Mo Yang said to Mo Qing in a deep voice; "I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

Directly put on a smiling face, Mo Qing said with a smile; "This little thing is not enough to make Qingqing sad, let's hurry up and look over there, the uncle of the head of the family is really coming."

Unsure of Mo Qing's character, Mo Yang didn't dare to continue talking to Mo Qing, and raised his eyes to look at the place where Mo Lang was just now.

At this glance, there were suddenly two more people on Mo Lang's side.

One is the Great Elder that Mo Yang knows, as for that one, he doesn't have to think about it, Mo Yang can guess it, that person must be the uncle of the head of the Mo family, the head of the Mo family.

"It's our Mo family's annual trial event again."

Having said this, Mo Liang looked at Mo Yang's side and continued; "What is different from the past is that this time we have one more member of the Mo family, Mo Yang."

"Everyone applauds and welcomes."

The family lived and spoke, and of course the children of the Mo family on the trial ground did not dare to watch.

Suddenly.

syllable

Scarce applause rang out.

Anyone can hear how reluctant this applause was.

"You haven't eaten?"

Mo Liang roared, and suddenly frightened all the Mo family children on the field who didn't dare to look at Mo Liang, lowered their heads and applauded vigorously.

"That's decent, our Mo family needs unity now, if I find out who dares to take the lead in squeezing out Mo Yang, you know"

Warn these dishonest Mo family disciples, Mo Liang officially said; "This year's rules are the same as usual, the difference is that this time, the family mainly accepts a personal disciple."

Disciples?

Hearing Mo Liang say this, many Mo family disciples suddenly became eager.

Mo Yang didn't know the weight of his own disciples, but these Mo family disciples were very clear.

So far, the head of the family has never accepted a personal disciple, and that is because the personal disciple also represents another identity, that is, the candidate for the next head of the family!

After taking out the prepared note, hand it to Mo Lang, who then drew two people for a competition, and the winner directly entered the next competition.

The loser is eliminated directly, this is the rule of the trial.

Just a simple look, the movements between the two, Mo Lang can see it clearly.

"You kid, hurry up for me."

Mo Liang urged, Mo Lang picked up his pace, took out two notes, and after quickly opening the notes, Mo Lang shouted in a deep voice; "In the first game, Moshi vs. Moyang."

In the first game, he pulled himself out, and Mo Yang didn't know what to say.

"Come on, little sheep, I'm optimistic about you."

Stretching out his little hand to make a cheering gesture for Mo Yang, Mo Qing walked directly to the bottom of the trial ground.

The moment Mo Qing left, all the Mo family children on the field walked out of the trial arena one by one, leaving only one person to look at Mo Yang from afar.

You don't have to think about Mo Yang to understand that looking at that guy is the ink stone who is fighting against him!