After a while, the huge caravan stopped in front of the gate of a very large mansion, and Ah Fu instructed the men of the caravan to unload the goods and lead the fire spirit camels back to the shed in the backyard.

"Ah Fu, it's so strange! Doesn't my father really know that I'm back? You see we've all entered the house, but we can't see a single housekeeper. "The Mo family's mansion, although it is not a busy traffic, is definitely not as deserted as a crowd.

In such a situation, no matter who has a feeling in their hearts that they have to be guarded against.

"Uncle Da, Xiaohua, Bang Mallet, what about you, the young master is back! The young master is back!" Ah Fu walked towards the courtyard as he walked.

Mo Xiaoxiang and Ah Fu did not go with others to take care of the goods, the entire caravan was composed of the Mo family's genealogy and the aborigines of Tucheng, so there was no need to worry about the goods being lost at their own doorstep.

Ah Fu went to the inner hall to find Master Mo. Xiao Xiang took a few men and led the priest and Leng Wushuang to the hall, and it took a long time for someone to serve tea.

"Huh, why haven't I seen you?" Mo Xiaoxiang asked to one of the people who were serving tea.

The man kept his head low, as if he had an unsightly appearance.

As if he hadn't heard Mo Xiaoxiang's words, the subordinate turned around and prepared to leave. The few guys who followed Mo Xiaoxiang couldn't look at it, and the first to speak was the big guy.

"Hey, didn't you hear the young master ask you?" the big man has always spoken straighter, and his voice is relatively loud.

When the man was heard talking to the big man, he ran away, as if he had done something wrong.

No matter how the sacrifice is said, he is also a guest, and it is inconvenient to say anything when he sees other people's family affairs, but the behavior of the subordinate makes him feel very suspicious.

A ball of silver-white energy rose up in the palm of his hand holding the tea, and a trace of black appeared in the originally slightly yellow tea, and the tea instantly became turbid.

"Xiaoxiang, Wushuang, there is something wrong with this water!" the priest hurriedly reminded.

As soon as the words of the sacrifice fell, the big man and a few people around him chased him out directly, rushing to the Mo family to attack the young master of the Mo family, they wanted to see who had such courage.

Just as the big man rushed out of the living room, the exit of the living room was like an invisible wall, and several of them were directly bounced to the ground.

The priest slapped the table and stood up and said, "Your Excellency, why do you hide your head and show your tail?"

When that wall of qi appeared, the sacrificial corpse was judged to be condensed by the energy of the creator, and just this layer of air wall as thin as a cicada's wings could block six big men, including the big man, and it was conceivable that the other party was definitely not an easy person to deal with.

Regarding the vigilance of the sacrifice, Xiao Xiang looked relaxed, and he shouted outside the house, "Second uncle!"

At this moment, from the doorway, a man in his forties, dressed in a gray-and-white robe, looked like a teacher.

In his left hand, he held a paper fan with a drawing of a continuous mountain peak, and the paper fan swayed to the melody of his elbows one after the other. His right hand is behind his back, and every step he takes gives people a sense of composure.

"Why did your Excellency block their way?" the priest would not be polite to the person in front of him.

The man smiled and said, "This is my house, someone is reckless with me, why can't I stop it?"

His words were like a deliberate provocation. I didn't expect this to look gentle and elegant, but the words were not as gentle as I imagined.

Mo Xiaoxiang looked at the sacrifice and the man, and seemed ready to make a move at any time.

He hurriedly greeted him and said, "Second Uncle! This is my master, he is called a sacrifice! Just now someone poisoned our tea, so they would be so reckless!"

The man listened carefully to Mo Xiaoxiang's every word, he looked at the person in front of him called the sacrificial martyr, and said to Mo Xiaoxiang, "Xiaoxiang! Second Uncle knows that you are still upset that you have lost the ability of the Creator, but you must not be deceived by those charlatans. The outside world is not as simple and calm as Tucheng. Some bad guys look like good people, but in fact, they're bad to the bone!"

When he said this, his eyes looked at the sacrificial and Leng Wushuang from time to time, as if he clearly told Mo Xiaoxiang that the two people he invited were the kind of people he was talking about.

The sacrifice is not stupid, or no matter how stupid a person is, he can hear it from the other party's words, his words are not only for Mo Xiaoxiang but also for himself.

Mo Xiaoxiang looked at his master, and after getting along for a period of time, he had some understanding of the temper of the sacrifice. Although the master seems to tolerate everything, as long as someone violates his bottom line, there is absolutely no possibility of mercy.

"Second uncle, what are you talking about! This master of mine is not a charlatan, he is a real creator, and he is also a molder, I don't believe you look at this. He took out the Molder's Medal from his sleeve.

The second uncle took the medal, looked at it, and said, "This is indeed the certification medal of the Molders Guild! Little brother, don't be surprised! I'm also afraid that my nephew will meet some charlatans." My name is Mofei, and I am Xiaoxiang's second uncle. ”

After saying that, a faint white light ignited on his hand, and with a wave of his right hand, the molder's medal flew straight towards the sacrifice like a white meteor.

Just as the sacrificial priest was about to make a move, Leng Wushuang beside him was one step ahead of him.

Leng Wushuang sneered, she knew very well, this person named Mo Fei clearly wanted to test the sacrifice, she hated this kind of unkind person the most, she thought to herself, "Since you want to test the sacrifice, I won't let it." ”

His left arm was slightly long, and on the palm of his left hand, a ball of silver-white energy also bloomed out, but this was the power of magic.

When that medal met the energy in Leng Wu's hands, it was as if it was sucked in, and an invisible force directly caused the energy wrapped outside the medal to be directly emptied.

The medal that lost its energy wrap was like an instant loss of strength, and it fell directly into Leng Wushuang's hand.

Mo Fei clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Admire, admire! This young lady is really skilled, I welcome you on behalf of the Mo family, I think we will definitely have the opportunity to cooperate in the future!"

Leng Wushuang handed over the medal to the sacrificer, as if she didn't see Mo Fei or hear the other party talking to herself, she sat back in her place directly.

Because of Leng Wushuang's move, the scene suddenly became embarrassing, and of course the most embarrassing person was Mo Xiaoxiang.

He hurriedly changed the topic and asked the second uncle, "Second uncle, what about my father, why haven't you seen him for so long?"

Hearing Mo Xiaoxiang's words, the muscles on Mo Fei's face twitched slightly.

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