Mo Que's second-class battle is over, in addition to the first two battles are exciting, the next few games, no matter how you look at it, how do you look like the personal show of the king of luck.

Wan Qing wiped the sweat off his face, patted the dust on his buttocks again, jumped out of the ring, returned to Mo Que's position, immediately sat down, took a pill, and began to recover.

"This kid is really not pretending!" a soul cultivator said in a low voice, and it was obvious that the energy of Wan Qing's body was rapidly climbing and recovering.

"Is this really the king of luck?" another person expressed dissatisfaction, these seven games in a row, all kinds of shit luck, why don't you have such luck.

"Hmm, cousin, is this true or false?". Hidden energy is either sealed or covered, but once these two methods of hiding energy are unlocked, there is as much energy in the body as there is energy, and it is impossible to do this, little by little.

"Brother Qing's luck, admire!"

Mo Que, who was watching on the side, was admired, the whole person was like a spring breeze, no matter what, he was already nine out of ten to win the heir, and the worst was to get the same score as Mo Du. If you get the same score as Mo Duel, then you have to add a duel between the two.

On the other hand, Mo Que was uncomfortable, as long as Mo Que lost one game in the second division, he would be firmly seated, but Mo Que did not lose a game, and the pressure had all been pushed to Mo Que, as long as Mo Que lost one game, the position would be Mo Que's.

"Third brother, third brother, I can't compare to your fourth luck!" Mo Xian shook his head slightly, but he didn't lose the slightest bit and looked very open.

"Brother Mo Xian, you can't say it like this!" Zhang Mingde's face was a little displeased, he came to help Mo Xian, just to push Mo Xian to the throne, and then use the status obtained by Mo Xian to push himself and seize the inheritance of the Zhang family.

But now, Mo Xian has completely lost the possibility of winning the heir, which makes Zhang Mingde extremely angry in his heart, and all his wishful thinking has been shattered.

"Brother Mingde, even if I, Mo Xian, fail to win the heir, it is still no problem to help you Zhang Mingde seize the inheritance of the Zhang family!" Mo Xian said with a smile.

In the battle of the Mo family, there are too many uncertain factors, you can only know yourself, you can't know the other, there are too many unknown things, and the victory or loss is basically not in the end, it is impossible to judge.

But the way the Zhang family chooses the successor is different, it is much easier to know oneself and the other, in the absence of absolute crushing Zhang Mingde's power, in Mo Xian's opinion, it is not too difficult to seize the position of the successor.

Hearing Mo Xian's words, Zhang Mingde nodded slightly, he helped Mo Xian win the heir because Mo Xian was smart and his brain was very flexible, and many things that were difficult for Zhang Mingde to solve were as simple as solving one plus one in Mo Xian's hands.

"Then you will have to rely on Brother Mo Xian!" Zhang Mingde calmed down and arched his hand towards Mo Xian.

Wan Qingpan was sitting, seemingly recovering, but in fact, he had already entered the Aoki space to refine various things.

As for Wan Qing's body's energy in a state of recovery, with the old antique of the green ferret, and the strength of the mid-level C, it is not difficult to do this.

Call!

The green weasel exhaled a breath of turbidity, this move to conceal energy was too hard, and I was tired and sweaty.

After the big man recovered, he didn't want to put away the Yan Knife, so he directly put the Yan Knife on his back, wrapped his hands around, stood beside Wan Qing, did not move at all, and with a resolute face, the whole person was like a door god.

"So arrogant!"

Mo Quande was full of anger, especially looking at the Yan Knife behind Dahan, Mo Quande's heart was itching, this C-grade inferior Yan Knife was better than the big knife that he took away from Dahan before, I don't know how many times.

"Paralyzed, why doesn't Lao Tzu have this luck!"

Mo Quande was extremely unhappy in his heart, and this kind of good luck should fall on him.

"The Ma family of Ding Youyu is already on the way here, you just wait for death!"

Seeing the sound transmission jade talisman on his waist light up, the corners of Mo Quande's mouth showed a hint of sinister arc.

On the other side, the transmission note on Mo Du's waist also lit up, and it was from Yi Leopard.

"Okay, boy, you're dead, third child, I'm going to see who dares to rob me of this position!"

Mo Jie's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a ruthless look.

"Don't come out for three days, you give Lao Tzu out!"

There was an extremely manic roar from behind the stands, calling the name of the Mo family patriarch Mo for three days, without giving face at all.

Hearing this voice, Mo Sansan's face sank, the person who came was Yi Leopard of Yi Chou Qian Village, except for him who dared to call himself by his name in front of the public like this, there were only some elders of the Mo family with extremely high seniority.

"Three days, let's go!" Mo Qizu said in a low voice.

Mo Tiantian can only bite the bullet, even if the other party is a person from Yichou Qianzhuang, he can't weaken the reputation of the Mo family.

"Brother Yi Leopard ,..."

"Don't talk about all this uselessness, hand over the murderer, and sit down and have a good talk, otherwise... , hum!"

Yi Leopard snorted coldly, directly interrupting Mo Tiantian's words,

"Your Mo family's position in the Guihai Domain, I'm afraid it's going to move back!"

"Brother Yi Leopard, this battle for succession is all life and death, you asked me to hand over the winner to you, then in the future, who will dare to defect to my Mo family?"

Mo Santian had long known that Yibao would say this, but for the sake of the Mo family's reputation, Mo Santian had to bite the bullet.

If Wan Qing is handed over now, it will be able to temporarily stabilize Yibao, but the reputation of the Mo family will plummet because of this, and it is impossible for anyone to come to help in the future battle for succession. At that time, there is no need for Yibao to exert means, and the Mo family will decline.

Although Yi Leopard is now a fierce threat, but these can only rely on Yi Leopard's own personal power to exert power on the Mo family, if Yi Leopard uses the power of Yi Chou Qian Zhuang to spread out, the reputation of Yi Chou Qian Zhuang will not only plummet, but at least it will have to fall.

After a little weighing, Mo Santian still decided to protect Wanqing now, and let everyone understand first, especially those who are loose cultivators, that the Mo family has the strength to provide a safe haven.

"Mo three days, you insist on going against me, right, okay, okay! Today, I remember it!"

Feeling a powerful momentum enveloping him, Yi Leopard knew that it was impossible for him to take the murderer with him today, so he could only leave cruel words, turn around and disappear in place.

"Old Ancestor!" Mo Santian bowed deeply in a certain direction.

"Seize the heir continues, although our Mo family is not as good as the B family, but it is impossible to tolerate the things that come up with bullying. ”

A voice covered the square, knocking in the hearts of everyone.

"It's so domineering, you dare to ignore Yichou Qianzhuang!"

"Yes, the Mo family dares to do this, it is a good harbor for us casual cultivators!"

"I decided to stay and join the Mo family!"

“......”

There was a lot of discussion on the scene, and many of the casual cultivators present were full of joy, isn't it this kind of big family that can bring people a sense of security?

"What a good idea!"

Hua Yan's face was slightly ugly, even so, it looked very domineering, giving people an infinite sense of security. But Hua Yan knew that this was just a way for the great family to recruit thugs, and after the battle for the heir was over, who knew what would happen.

"Grandpa Yibao is here, I'm in trouble now, I don't know if grandpa's retreat is over?"

Yi Mo'er said secretly in her heart, obviously very worried about Wan Qing's next safety.

"The third brother is in danger!"

Mo Xian said in his heart, his face became a little ugly, he knew some things in his heart, and he also knew that in this battle for the heir, the possibility of Mo Que winning the throne was almost zero.

"Yes!

Mo Quande really wanted to clap his hands and say goodbye, but he didn't expect this leopard to come so quickly, this time, Wan Qing was afraid that he would be unable to escape death.

Lei Lei opened his eyes slightly, he didn't seem to care at all about the appearance of Yi Leopard, looking at Wan Qing who was still sitting cross-legged, Lei Lei's eyes were full of war intent, and he couldn't wait to find Wan Qing to fight now.

"Wan Qing, Yi Leopard appeared, but was scared away by that old man, but I don't think it will end like this!"

The green ferret who helped Wan Qing show the energy of his whole body took small steps, walked into the green wood space, and said to Wan Qing.

"So fast!" Wan Qing still looked down at one of the formations selected by Youyuan, and the next moment, Wan Qing bounced, "Which old man are you talking about?"

"It's the old man who ate barbecue in the secret realm that day!"

The weasel said casually, took out a piece of metallic ore, and shook it towards the intercalary soil wisdom in the corner, and the intercalary earth wisdom appeared beside the weasel with a swish, and the little tail was dangling, with a flattering expression.

During this time, Jiu Jiu, Yu Yuan, and Weasel weasels, but they didn't feed the leap soil Zhiling things, especially Jiu Jiu, after tasting a trace of sweetness, no matter what it was, they wanted to give the leap earth Zhiling a taste. It was the sharp gold liquid, and dozens of drops were fed, but it failed to purify a richer sharp gold liquid.

But this little guy, after eating so many natural treasures, has grown a lot, and now he is the size of a loach, and he has a very good relationship with the weasel family, and from time to time he wanders around the family to please him.

"Loach, eat!"

The weasel's voice fell, and the little loach divided it by two, and ate a piece of ore the size of an adult's palm in the hand of the weasel, and did not forget to burp, and the little tail comfortably touched the slightly protruding little belly, with a sour face.

"Loaches?"

Wan Qing was stunned, this name is too apt.

Looking at the loach, the corners of Wan Qing's mouth curled slightly, and a bad idea came to mind.

"If you really want to sell me, then I can only fight back ruthlessly!"

The curvature of the corners of Wan Qing's mouth erupted with a thick sense of ruthlessness.