"What? Do you want weishenme too? "Xiao Wanlong is a little incredible.

"Without Weishenme, I just feel the need for me to advance and retreat with the people here." Mo replied categorically.

Xiao Wanlong pondered for a moment, and suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist. The cold light of the sword suddenly pointed at Mo Yantian's neck.

"Boy, I know where you're coming from. You'd better not play tricks, or I'll kill you at any time!" Xiao Wanlong said gloomily.

Mo Zhitian glanced at the sword in the old village's master's hand, and said with a smile: "It seems that you regard me as a spy of the republic?" If I really wanted to play tricks, I wouldn't have waited until today! I can get away when you tell me to see Paul, or I can tell the agents of the Republic that you are hiding at that time, and there is no need to wait until now for you to point a sword at my neck. ”

The muscles on Xiao Wanlong's face twitched obviously: "You'd better get acquainted, I don't have time to worry about you so much now." Hmph, since you are going, I will not stop you, but I will send someone to monitor you, and if you make any changes, I will correct you on the spot! “

"As you wish!" Mo said firmly.

Xiao Wanlong put away his sword, he walked to the center of the council hall and stood for a long time, and said, "We have a discussion tomorrow morning, you better not be late!" He left the words behind and left without looking back.

Mo Zhitianmu sent Xiao Wanlong out of the conference hall, and his heart was difficult to calm down at this time. He didn't know what would happen next, but he didn't hesitate to go on the expedition with the people of the original village. It was the one thing he had to do. He must return to Seris again, before the original village and the Republic really go to war, cleanse all the dregs with the ultimate code left by his ancestors, and save thousands of people!

You can only take one step at a time, but since you have made a choice, you can't give up! Thinking of this, Mo Yantian couldn't help but clench his fists.

On the outskirts of Seris, a man in a golden mask was walking slowly, followed by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy behind him. From time to time, he looked at the man in the strange mask and said, "When will we get there?" ”

"It's coming, I feel the pulsation! This is a sign before the start of change! Golden Mask replied.

The young man tugged at the clothes in his hand and asked, "Then Brother Mo, is he still alive?" ”

"He's still alive, of course, and I feel that this change is caused by him. Hmph, boy, it doesn't seem like it let me down. You're going to make a big fuss! Only then will the ghost in the republic show his fox tail! ”

At the same time, in a valley in South America, a pyramid with a quaint architecture stood. A mysterious man dressed in black arrives. He seemed to be very familiar with the place, and went straight to the hall where the coffin was kept, bypassing all the mechanisms inside. He leaned down to pick up the Guardian Stone that had fallen to the ground and reverently placed it back into the coffin.

He looked at the bones in the coffin and said to himself, "Father, the wish of our family for generations will soon come true. Soon I will find a way to completely control the evil thoughts, and then the gods will no longer be able to help us humans! ”

He couldn't help but say, a tear slid down his cheek onto the Guardian Stone. The stone was soaked in these tears, and there was a faint glow of strange light.

The next day, the guards took Mo to the castle's council chamber. At this time, it was full of village leaders, even Lakshin. Xiao Wanlong was still wearing yesterday's battle armor, and he was sitting in the center of the hall with the sword in his hand. In front of him was a large bowl full of wine, and in front of each village chief was the same large bowl.

The old village owner looked around, and then got up: "Everyone, the time to reverse your fate has finally arrived!" We have left our homeland and hid here, who is it for? ”

"Republic!" The four shouted in unison.

"Our people have been slaughtered and our homes burned to the ground, by whom is this?" The old village owner raised his voice.

"Republic!" The four shouted in unison again.

"Am I willing?"

"Unwilling!"

"Shall we get revenge!?"

"Yes!"

At this time, the entire hall was soaked with the seeds of hatred.

The village chiefs gritted their teeth one by one, and their already fierce faces suddenly became more hideous.

"Good! I'll just wait for your words! Today we swear to heaven that we will eradicate the evil ways of the republic! Today, we will make a blood alliance and vow to return justice to our people! ”

As soon as Xiao Wanlong finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and made a deep cut on his wrist, and he dripped the blood flowing from the wound into the large bowl in front of him. The old village owner picked up the bowl and drank the blood wine inside. The village chiefs also made openings on their wrists one after another, filled with blood wine, and drank it all.

At this time, all eyes were focused on Mo Yantian. The guard brought a large bowl of wine and a dagger and put them in front of Mo Yantian. Xiao Wanlong looked at him and said, "Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to work with Lao Tzu's team?" Now it's time for you to be sincere! ”

Mo Yantian glanced at the dagger, and suddenly hahadaxiao got up: "Since I am willing to advance and retreat with the original village, I will never regret it!" After he finished speaking, he picked up the dagger, and made a hole like the others, and got the blood into the bowl and drank it. It was the first time he had drunk something so unpleasant. The fishy smell of blood made him a little breathless, but he knew that if he didn't do this, then Xiao Wanlong would not accept himself, and he had to make an appearance.

Soon, the bowl of wine was drunk. Xiao Wanlong kept staring at Mo Beitian, and when he saw that the bowl had bottomed out, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Good! Hahahaha is just that. You kid is still a good acquaintance, but since you have drunk this wine, you will be a warrior of the original village from tonight, and you must listen to me. Otherwise, it will definitely be dealt with by military law. ”

Mo Beitian nodded, indicating that there was no objection.

Xiao Wanlong put away his smile and said in an extremely serious tone: "From today onwards, we will officially declare war on the Republic. We won't come without defeating them! Brothers, you remember to Lao Tzu that this war must be a life-and-death contest, but the winner of this zuihou must be us! ”

"Nope! It's not a war, I said it's a revolution! This is a revolution that will change the fate of Shijie! We are not fighting for revenge, but for freedom! Fight for the thousands of people who have been deceived by lies, and even more for the people of the original village! Fight so that the children and grandchildren who come out here have a beautiful life! Mo Yantian stepped forward and said righteously.

His words really shocked the village chiefs present, and everyone fell silent all of a sudden.

After a long while, Lakshen, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly said: "Mo Zhitian is right, we are not only avenging the past, but also fighting for the future!" ”

His words were not loud, but they were loud. Mo Beitian didn't expect that this man who usually doesn't talk much would say such things that resonated with him at this juncture.

"That's right! And that's what they said, and that's exactly what I meant. "It's Xiao Wanlong who is speaking. Everyone turned their attention to the old village owner. He walked to the door of the hall and raised his sword high above his head.

"We are fighting for the future, and the purpose of this struggle is to make a revolution, and if we want to make trouble, we must make a big revolution. If we can't change anything, what's the use of living? Brothers, follow me out and make a big revolution! There was absolute majesty in his tone.

As soon as Xiao Wanlong's words fell, a cheer sounded behind him.

(End of Volume 2)