Chapter 149: Stillbirth
The old man did not answer the words of the little prince, but locked his eyes on Mo Wuxie, as the Martial Emperor, he actually had a feeling that he couldn't see through the person in front of him, what an incredible thing.
Could it be him just now? But what kind of cultivation is he? The old man's eyes showed doubts.
Don't say that he can't see it suddenly, maybe even the super masters of the Martial God may not be able to see it suddenly, because what he cultivates is not the martial arts heart method, but the mixed yuan gong, and it is the mixed yuan gong without color.
"Who is this little brother?" the old man asked Mo Wuxie.
Mo Wuxian knew his own affairs very well, and he knew that this old man might have some doubts, so he clenched his fists and replied: "In the Lower Zixuan Sect Dongfang Lan, the predecessor is really powerful, and he can easily subdue this Demon Wolf King!"
Praise him casually, but the old man is still tepid, it seems that he is not interested in sycophants at all. The old man thought about it for a while, he was still a little familiar with some of the old guys of the Zixuan Sect, but no one had given him a strength that he couldn't see through, which could only show that the person in front of him was not simple.
"How is Elder Dongfang Xiaotian?" the old man asked.
Mo Wuxian was slightly stunned, why did he suddenly get so far away, he guessed that this old guy wouldn't have a holiday with Dongfang Xiaotian, right?
He thought for a moment and said with a smile: "The elder has been talking about his predecessor, and he wants us to take him to say hello to you." Junior, I didn't find you in Zhantan City, so you're here!"
The old man smiled and said, "This old guy has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, what does he want you to do?"
Mo Wuxian said: "Don't hide it, the elder wants us to borrow the nobleman's red-clothed cannon to use!"
The old man stood up, walked around slowly, and said, "As far as I know, the masters of the Zixuan Sect are like clouds, what do you want me to do with this red-clothed cannon?"
Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "This junior doesn't know very well, he just acts according to the elder's orders!"
The old man sighed, shook his head, and said, "I can't be the master of this, I have to decide the patriarch and the elders!"
The old man's gaze suddenly became a little colder, and it was fleeting.
In fact, his friendship with the old guys of the Zixuan Sect was not very good, and he was even a little festive. The reason why I asked this just now was nothing more than to probe the mentality of the old guy from Mo Wuxie's mouth. What he didn't expect was that in order to borrow the red-clothed cannon, the old guy took the initiative to ask the junior to say hello on his behalf, which obviously asked me. In that case, I can't just lend him the red-coated cannon!
He thought of Mo Wuxie's mystery again, and sighed again, thinking, it seems that the Zixuan Sect has produced amazing talents again, how can the luck of the Zixuan Sect be so good!
Mo Wuxian saw that the old man's gaze changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't know what to stand aside.
At the end, the old man's long-held curiosity couldn't help it, and asked, "What kind of cultivation are you?"
Mo Wuxian said: "The junior martial saint, but it makes the seniors laugh!"
The old man immediately determined that it was not the person in front of him who had just met with his mental power. But I was shocked in my heart, the Zixuan Sect really mass-produced Martial Saints, if I had so many Martial Saints in the Zhantan Tribe, it would be impossible for me to only rank fifth in the qualifying competition! I don't know what method the Zixuan Sect has to create so many Martial Saints. No, if you want to borrow this red-coated cannon, you have to let them hand over this secret!
Mo Wuxian saw him laughing and silent, and muttered in his heart: This old guy can't live Alzheimer's disease, right?
The little prince looked at the old man respectfully, but he still couldn't help but be curious, and asked again: "Grandpa, I see that the Demon Wolf King is not moving, is it dead?"
When he asked, Mo Wuxian was slightly stunned, thinking, this guy's experience is so bad, he can't even judge the breath of the Demon Wolf King, hey!
The old man knew the intention of the Zixuan Sect, smiled all over his face, looked at the little prince, and said, "This guy is so cute, how can I let it die casually?
The little prince breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then how are you training?"
The old man sighed and said, "This is the most stubborn guy I've ever seen, and it's hard to tame." Now, it's just that I'm seriously injured!"
The little prince hurriedly said: "Is there no other way?"
The old man patted his head and said with a smile: "There is nothing in this world that grandpa can't do, you can rest assured, the current Demon Wolf King was beaten by me, and his ferocity is about to wear out, as long as there are a few more days, it will honestly submit to me!"
The little prince was overjoyed, grabbed the old man's hand and shook it, and said excitedly: "This news is great, haluha, great, if the old man knows the way and doesn't know the way, what kind of fun it will be!
He laughed oblivionly.
The old man said, "Okay, let's talk about it, what's the matter today?"
The little prince scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just boring for a while, and I want to come and see Grandpa." Grandpa, my swordsmanship has grown recently, and Brother Dongfang said, the power of my swordsmanship is very strong, and the future is immeasurable!"
The old man nodded, secretly praising Dongfang Lan's good eyesight. Because this is his self-created swordsmanship, if others say garbage, can he stand it? Therefore, Mo Wuxian did not make a sycophant at this time, but he was very useful.
"You rehearse it and show me!"
So, the little prince practiced the swordsmanship again, and the old man gave him guidance.
The little prince thought of something and asked, "Grandpa, you said that in the upcoming qualifying competition, can my father win the handsome seal this time?"
The old man smiled: "This is hard to say, the old guy of the barbarian is too fierce, I look at it! Why are you asking this?"
The little prince straightened his waist and said with a straight face: "Daddy will come back tomorrow, I want to follow Daddy to participate in the qualifying competition and make meritorious contributions to our Zhantan tribe!"
It seems that this is the ultimate goal of the little prince. Mo Wuxian thought it was very funny, what do you want to tell your father directly, isn't your father still going to let you go? Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and said, "You haven't completed the coming-of-age ceremony yet, and you can't do it yet." However, if you sneak into the army, then your father will be out of luck. Do you think, even if you reach the Venerable Spirit Race, what if your father finds out? Will he still send you back?"
The old man's words lit the lamp of the little prince, and he said goodbye immediately with excitement!
After the two left the town, Mo Wuxian summoned No. 4 and No. 5 without the little prince noticing, and the two black shadows returned to the town in a different way, and everything that followed was not difficult to imagine.
The order given by Mo Wuxian was to kill the old man and the Demon Wolf King.
Not long after the old man fought with the Demon Wolf King, he naturally suffered some injuries. With the strength of No. 4, it is not difficult to kill the old man at all, and No. 5 is just a foil to kill the Demon Wolf King. In short, one man and one beast will surely die!
The reason why he did this was nothing more than to have one less strong opponent and a terrifying demon wolf army for the upcoming war! He believed that as long as there was no demon wolf army in the Spirit Kingdom, the threat to the Martial Arts Empire was not too great, after all, Daddy's tactics had already been superb.
Of course, this supernatural is only limited to Mo Wuxie who has not joined. During the Chinese period, Mo Wuxian had studied the art of war in depth, and he still had a deep understanding of the way of using soldiers.