The Modi who came back this time is no longer the child who always likes to stick behind the public and fish, listen to the plays, and play with him.

Unconsciously, this child has grown up, and now Chinese New Year's Eve six-year-old he not only has a thick beard on his face, but also led soldiers, fought in battles, and even led the ink man to walk the world, personally killing nearly 200 mountain bandits and dog officials.

Perhaps because he has been running around for several years, his figure has lost a lot of weight, but he does not look depressed and weak, but looks more and more heroic and majestic under the black clothes of the ink man.

And that originally handsome face is no longer immature after experiencing a lot of things, and among the clear water chestnut angles, a pair of eyes are radiant, almost bursting out of it, almost unforgiving.

Both of them have already crossed the threshold of the grandmaster in this process, and they are not only masters, but they can even be regarded as their own factions.

Enlightened from the mechanics of the Gonglu, abandoning the old path of the Mo family, taking the domineering vein, the qi and blood to the rigid to the yang, determined like a knife, most of the opponents who can fight with him will show a decline after how many rounds under him.

Mo Di took the most orthodox path of the Mo family, the outside of the Mo family guarded the sword, the inside of the Mo family's secret "Tianzhilu", the blood is almost like a river, every movement and stillness have rules, although not forge ahead, but can guard the body around the square without breaking, invincible.

But if it's just a difference in the path of cultivation, nothing counts, and the two of them can even have the same brotherly relationship as before, but the situation no longer allows the two of them to be the same as before.

As the rift between the public and the old giant is getting deeper and deeper, the court of the Mo family has also been divided into two factions.

One faction is headed by him, and in addition to the increasingly powerful public losers, there are also many students and officials who are determined to force people; Mo Di inherits the mantle of the old tycoon, and has the power of the old ministers in the court as a backer.

Whether they want to or not, they are already standing at the forefront of one or two big ships, and behind them are countless people pushing the sails and oars, even if their original relationship is good, but because of the push of that powerful force, they can't help but stand on the opposite side of each other.

Time passed, and although the two of them were still from the same school, the conflict became more and more obvious, just like the black and white in the Mo family, clear and incompatible. Even in many cases, there will be times when the two of them will fight with a red face and thick neck, and they will almost draw their swords and fight each other.

Until that day, on the night of the old giant's one hundred and twentieth birthday, he called the two to the palace of Ji, and talked about his old age and difficulty in supervising the country, and decided to give way to one of the two. But because both of them are qualified and more capable of inheriting the Mo family, no matter who they choose, the other one will inevitably be dissatisfied.

"In this case, it is better to let the two of you spread the news from the Mo family later, but it was he who injured the teacher in a fit of anger because of his disagreement with the old giant, and today will divide the winner and lose, so as not to cause a bigger battle in my Mo family. ”

That's what the old giant said, and the duel that had never been known to anyone began in that Jixue Palace.

However, even if he lost or lost, he didn't guess that the reason why the old giant set up that duel was not to let them win or lose with each other.

On that night, he who had the upper hand in the battle was suddenly hit by a heavy hand from behind by the old giant, and after being seriously injured and vomiting blood, he lay on the bed for nearly half a year, unable to move his limbs and unable to speak!

Overnight, Jishang was in turmoil, and the public loser was branded as a rebel, and then the public loser-like brother who was the head of the family was beheaded for public display, and the entire family was also demoted from Jicheng and returned to Jinzhou, where the old mansion was located before the beginning.

Those who should have supported the public defeat also turned to Mo Di because of the lie of "bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestors like the public losing", and with the death of the old giant a few days later, Mo Di naturally became the new giant of the Mo family.

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How many years have passed since these things?

He kept walking forward like a public defeat, but he felt that the scene was so clear, it turned out that he had never forgotten it for so many years, and what he couldn't forget was the guilty eyes of the old giant after he secretly shot at him, and the surprised eyes of Mo Di who suddenly accepted the recruitment and stood in place.

Maybe the old giant did feel guilty about him, and the heavy hand from his back didn't kill him after all, but only seriously injured him.

What the old giant wanted was to clear all the obstacles ahead for Mo Di, so that the struggle between the two factions of the Mo family would not split the Mo family's court, so he adopted this almost somewhat inferior method, and even did not hesitate to use his own body to frame such a frame afterwards.

Surprisingly, instead of being angry, he just lay on the bed and thought quietly for three months, and finally let out a sneer: "Just look down on me like this, obviously after leaving office, I will live for another thirty years, in order to let my precious disciple sit in that position, don't say no?"

Of course he knew that he should be angry, but the person who really caused this was dead, did he want to rush to the underworld, stand on the slope of Huangquan Biliang and scold that pedantic old man?

Maybe it's not impossible......

Raising his head like a loser, the long staircase towered in front of him, like an undulating mountain, stretching forward for a long time...... But there is still an end after all, and that person is in the depths of the end, and it doesn't seem very real.

The Mo family's forbidden army reacted quickly, but in a matter of moments, hundreds of people rushed here one after another, at first they found Shen Qi who was embarrassed and constantly choking on water, and finally knew that someone could actually enter the front of the main hall under their noses!

Gan Mu, the commander of the forbidden army, looked at this old man, and there was a chill behind him, you must know that Shen Jian had already told him the identity of this old man, for such a person who had become famous in his early years and was almost not weaker than the giant in all aspects, if he was really let go to the giant, God knows what kind of chaos would happen.

It's just that with the hundreds of forbidden troops who arrived in a hurry under his hands, how could he stop this grandmaster?

Of course, he knew that he couldn't, but gritting his teeth, he finally drew his knife and shouted hoarsely: "Protect the giant!"

By the time Zhong Fuzi and the others ran out of the main hall in shock, there was already a river of blood flowing under the long stairs, and there were dead and wounded Praetorian guards everywhere, crossbow arrows and broken spears were like the feathers of birds, and the whole picture was like a weeping bird painted by death and blood.

Although there were also cultivators among the hundreds of guards of the Forbidden Army, they were as vulnerable as weak children in the face of such a master as Gong Yi, and before they could even form a powerful formation, the Gong Yi, who had lost one leg, rushed into them like a fierce tiger, as if they were wearing sharp iron armor all over their bodies, tearing their ranks to pieces.

Gan Mu was at the back of the queue, watching his long-time robed brothers fall one by one, his hand holding the knife trembled, anger and fear intertwined in his chest, and a kind of powerlessness and despair brewed.

Of course, he knew that it would be much better if he waited a little longer, and then fought with Gong Yi after the other forbidden armies arrived, even if the final result would definitely be defeated, and it would not be so unbearable.

But as the guards of the forbidden army, their duty is to defend the giant, and now that they are so close to the giant, it is already a dereliction of duty for these people, how can he continue to wait?

can only be filled with human lives, even if it is to buy more time, I hope that with more time, the giant can have time to leave, then these brothers will not die so worthless.

But he was still moving forward, and slowly climbed the stairs step by step, killing one step at a time, almost all the way up to the middle of the stairs in blood.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound flashed through the air, and he raised his eyebrows like a sword, and pierced the chest of one of the armored guards who rushed forward, and then he lifted the body of the guard and threw it out in one direction!

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