True Dragon Order? Mo Qingshan was shocked, he had completely forgotten about this matter! True Dragon Ling was taken away by Black Yarn back then, and his whereabouts are still unknown!

Mo Heshan, who looked like a human spirit, could see at a glance that something must have gone wrong with the real dragon order. If it weren't for www.biquge.info public view now, he would have wanted to laugh out loud.

Just imagine, how can a person who can't even keep his identity token take on a heavy responsibility? Not to mention it, let's just say that today, Mo Qingshan can't even enter this altar that is close at hand, how can he honestly say that he is the young master of the green dragon, and how can he successfully complete the succession ceremony?

Mo Heshan stepped down two steps, walked in front of Mo Qingshan, and patted him on the shoulder, "Qingshan, since you lost the True Dragon Order and can't participate in the succession ceremony of Wufang's virtuous nephew, it seems that Brother Wei still has to complete it for you." ”

The undisguised pride made Mo Qingshan angry. The deliberately raised volume made everyone present talk about it.

Even the black-robed people of the shadow team who were hiding in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the target person had died by himself, but they had to do it themselves. You must know that if you can take advantage of the Suzaku Clan's situation and kill Mo Qingshan, it is not so easy to escape smoothly afterwards.

"Moheshan, when I was polite to you, you didn't understand, do you have to let me say it directly?" Nangong Wufang on the altar suddenly said loudly.

Several people on the stone stairs were stunned in unison, and subconsciously looked at the people above.

I saw Nangong Wufang holding a snake-shaped bracelet aloft alof, and the connection between the end and the end was clearly revealed in the sunset, which was clearly the real dragon order that Moheshan had just bitten!

"Uncle Mo's True Dragon Order is here!Moheshan, now you can go back!"

Mo Heshan didn't even care about the contempt in Nangong Wufang's words, he said a little gaffe: "How can the True Dragon Order be there with you!" His reaction just now was clearly lost!"

He grew up with Mo Qingshan, when would this stupid brother be able to deceive himself? If Mo Qingshan's reaction just now was all fake, wouldn't it mean that if you want to deal with him in the future, you will have to work harder?

If he waited for him to return to the Qinglong Mansion before making a move, would he really be able to kill him? If he had such a scheming, how could he not be fully prepared?

Damn! Why don't those guys do it yet!

Mo Heshan's face was cloudy, but someone didn't give him a chance to delay.

I saw a big hand stretched out from behind Mo Qingshan, grabbed his shoulder, lifted him up, crossed over the heads of several people, and threw down the stone stairs directly.

Before Mo Heshan could react, he rolled down with a grunt, and his face was immediately disgraced. He rolled to the bottom of the stone staircase before he came to a near halt.

Brushing aside the scattered bun and looking up, he found that there were two people behind Mo Qingshan, tall and burly, one of them was the Xuanwu Young Master Xuanwu's fool! The other person could guess that he must belong to the same Xuanwu clan by looking at his figure.

I only heard the voice of Xuanwu urn and said: "The master has told you to get out, and you still don't know each other." It's in my way, you know?"

Everyone present finally couldn't help it, and let out a series of eating laughter.

Moheshan got up from the ground, without saying a word, walked to the place where Qinglong belonged, and sat down at the forefront.

The laughter gradually stopped, and they were all surprised.

When an ordinary person encounters such a situation, shouldn't he be ashamed and angry, and leave with his hands? No matter what, he won't stay where he is, let alone sit in a very conspicuous position in front of him like this.

Mo Heshan didn't know how many times he had bitten the few people on the stone ladder, including Nangong Wufang, in his heart. Mo Qingshan, you wait, I'll sit here today and see how you come to the end!

Nangong has no way, Xuanwu! When you clean up Mo Qingshan and master the Qinglong clan, none of you will be able to escape! Today's shame, I will pay it back!

Nangong Wufang didn't have time to pay attention to the thoughts in the heart of the jumping clown, and he greeted the three people who were still on the stone stairs: "Uncle Mo, hurry up, the time is coming." ”

Mo Qingshan, who was confused, subconsciously quickened his pace, took the True Dragon Order handed over by Nangong Wufang, and boarded the altar.

He had too many doubts in his heart, and asked one after another: "Wufang, how can this be here with you? Shouldn't it be taken away by the black yarn? You met the black yarn 20,000 years ago? But it is impossible for her to hand it over obediently?"

"It's a long story, I'll tell you later. Nangong Wufang's gaze always fell on the two people behind him.

It's not unusual for Xuanwu to be able to ascend the altar, but, "Xuankong, how can you also come in?"

Mo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around, and sure enough, he saw these two strong men stepping into the enchantment of the altar together. "Xuankong you?"

On the contrary, Grandpa Nangong, who had not paid attention to Moheshan from beginning to end, had a slightly gloomy face, he walked over and whispered, "But that old man in Xuanwu is gone?"

Xuanwu pursed his lips and lowered his head, and walked vigorously to the seat of the Xuanwu clan on the altar, but did not answer.

Xuankong had no choice but to reply with a wry smile: "Yes, the old patriarch immortal has passed away. Before we arrived in the fairy realm, my uncle was already the new patriarch. ”

Xuanwu paused, turned around and corrected: "It's not the old patriarch, that's your grandfather." I'm not your uncle, now you have to call me Daddy. ”

"Dad, so, you are now the young master of the Xuanwu clan, and you left in a hurry just to accept his bloodline inheritance?" Nangong Wufang finally reacted.

Xuankong nodded, and shook his head again. "It's a long story. Let's wait until your succession ceremony is completed. ”

Can he say that he and his own father were originally just rushing back to the funeral so that their grandfather could be buried in peace? But God knows what happened! His own father and uncle met only three breaths, and before they could say a word, they started fighting!

Then he was caught by a group of white-haired old men with eyebrows and mustaches, saying that he was already a young master of Xuanwu.

He had no idea what was going on!

My father didn't have time to explain it to him at all, so he was carried away to recuperate. As for the uncle, his legendary new father, he was probably patronizing proudly along the way, completely ignoring himself!

He also wanted to ask when he had accepted the bloodline inheritance!

As soon as everyone saw Xuankong's innocent expression, they knew that this poor little guy was really trapped. Therefore, they didn't ask any more questions, and each sat down in his own seat.

In an instant, the cyan and Xuanwu flags belonging to the Qinglong and Xuanwu clans on the altar also fluttered.

Grandpa Nangong looked at it, "The White Tiger clan is absent again. No way, don't wait, let's start!"