There are two figures standing on the altar, there is no doubt that one is the old patriarch of Suzaku, and the other is today's protagonist Nangong Wufang. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info they all turned their backs to the direction of Mo Qingshan and the three of them, as if they were talking to someone sitting on the inside of the altar.

Due to the angle, Mo Qingshan couldn't see exactly who it was for the time being, but it was not difficult to judge from the golden banner raised high above the altar that that person should represent the Xingjun Mansion, and nine times out of ten it was Miss Cheng who had just woken up three days ago.

The cyan banner representing the Qinglong clan, the white banner representing the White Tiger clan, and the Xuanwu clan were not raised, indicating that the representatives of the three clans had not yet ascended the altar.

The people on the altar will naturally not be the reason for everyone to look at them.

What is really eye-catching is the Mohe Mountain that is standing on the long stairs at this time, step by step. He waved modestly and politely to the guests who had come to watch the ceremony, as if he had not seen the eyes of the crowd gradually revealing different colors.

Xuan Wu snorted coldly, like a muffled thunder rumbling in his ears, "What kind of thing is he." ”

Xuankong still didn't know why, but fortunately, the waiter who led the way in front was very clever and explained in a low voice: "According to custom, only heirs can ascend the altar......

Although throughout the history of the entire Beidou Immortal Realm, it is not without precedents for others to ascend the altar on their behalf. But now that the real Young Master of Qinglong is here, Mo Heshan is still acting like this, which is obviously inappropriate.

It's no wonder that even the sluggish races of the guests present are secretly speculating whether Moheshan is going to take today's opportunity to officially declare war on the Young Lord of the Green Dragon.

Nangong Wufang on the altar finally sensed that something seemed to be wrong below.

He walked to the edge of the altar and looked down, and at a glance he saw Mohe Mountain, which was conspicuous by the lone person on the stone staircase. He unceremoniously said aloud, "What are you here for?"

The guests below were all stunned, some of them didn't expect this newly promoted young master of Suzaku to be so faceless to Moheshan, and most of them were surprised that they didn't seem to feel such a familiar "unreasonable" interrogation for a long time.

Although due to the current power of Moheshan, everyone did not dare to laugh, but there were not a few people who covered their mouths.

Moheshan still didn't seem to see anything, only looked up at Nangong Wufang at the top of the stone ladder, and said unhurriedly: "I am ordered by the Qinglong Patriarch to come to congratulate Wufang's virtuous nephew on finally becoming the young master of the Vermilion Bird. ”

Nangong Wufang said lightly: "Oh, I see. I received your and your father's congratulations. You can go down. ”

Mo Heshan's eyelids trembled slightly, his hands clenched into fists in his wide sleeves, but his face showed a slightly puzzled look, "My father and his old man are unwell and can't come in person, so I came to congratulate him on his behalf today." Why should I go down?"

"Are you the Young Master of the Green Dragon?" Nangong Wufang raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"I have a royal decree written by my father's own hand. Mo Heshan's voice was slightly cold.

"The imperial decree says that you will inherit the Qinglong clan in the future?" Nangong Wufang's question pointed directly at Hongxin.

Mo Heshan's face was slightly gloomy, this was his biggest weakness, even if everyone knew it, he couldn't risk the world's disapproval. As long as Mo Qingshan is still the young master of Qinglong, it is impossible for him to be recognized on such a bright side.

"This has nothing to do with whether or not you will inherit the Qinglong clan in the future. My father said that I can represent him today, and you should welcome me to the altar with the gift of the patriarch. Mo Heshan sighed. Such a dilemma was also expected by him.

Nangong Wufang pointed to the stone staircase behind him, "However, there is no need for you to represent the Qinglong Patriarch today." No one is more qualified to represent him than the true Young Master of the Green Dragon. ”

Mo Heshan looked back, standing on the first step of the stone staircase, who could it be if it wasn't his good brother who had been missing for many years?

"Qingshan? Are you back? Are you finally back? I've been worried about my brother all these years! I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound, and I will return the burden of the Qinglong clan to you!"

Mo Heshan's expression changed abruptly, and he said excitedly with tears in his eyes, but he didn't move half a step under his feet, and still stood high on the stone stairs.

Mo Qingshan looked at him deeply, and under the light of the setting sun, he greeted him step by step, "Thank you big brother for your concern." More deeply exposed, and asked the eldest brother to return to his seat to rest. ”

His tone was gentle, and he seemed to be still the soft young master of the green dragon before. But before the sun set, it was said to be more profound, obviously satirizing Moheshan and reversing black and white.

Everyone immediately felt that the young master of the green dragon was different from the past, and it seemed to be much sharper. And what puzzled them the most was that in their memories, the young master of Qinglong just went to the Yuanwu Realm to repair the enchantment a few years ago, why there was a mystery hidden in the conversation between the two, as if they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Moheshan was slightly angry, but he was secretly happy in his heart. I'm afraid you won't come out!

The shadow team sent by the eldest lady said that even if Mo Qingshan was hiding, they would not be able to kill him today, and they would definitely be able to remove him from the position of the young master.

Hmph! How can a living person be foolproof of a dead person? Only a dead person cannot turn the tables!

He watched Mo Qingshan approach him step by step, but he always stood still, blocking in the middle of the stone staircase and refusing to give in.

Moheshan's purpose is to stall for time. He knew that the altars of the four clans all had enchantments, and once they entered, the shadow team would no longer be able to kill them.

Therefore, he was now a little really angry in his heart! What the hell are these guys sent by the eldest lady doing? Why did he delay doing it, could it be that he had changed his mind?

The killers of the various shadow teams hidden in the crowd were very inexplicable in their hearts, what the hell was that stupid guy in Mo Heshan doing? Is it because he is afraid that others will not know that he is going to attack Mo Qingshan? When the ceremony is over, the other party will definitely send more people to protect Mo Qingshan! Wouldn't this increase the difficulty of their actions for no reason?!

Mo Heshan, who had no tacit understanding with the killers, stood on the stone staircase, and his heart gradually sank. It seems that it is really a joke to count on others, if you want to get rid of your opponent, you have to rely on yourself! Hmph! If there is a chance in the future, he will not believe that Mo Qingshan will not return to Qinglong Mansion for the rest of his life!

In the confrontation, Mo Heshan slowly gave in, "Since this is the case, then I will work hard for you today." When we return to Qinglong Mansion, we brothers will talk about our friendship again. ”

He was about to raise his foot to give in, but his gaze inadvertently swept over Mo Qingshan's waist, huh, it seems that something is missing?

In the midst of the lightning, the ghost envoy of Mohe Mountain suddenly asked, "Qingshan, where is your true dragon order?" There is no identity token, but you can't enter the altar. "The enchantments around the altar recognize the cards and people, and you can't enter the slightest inconsistencies.