Twelve years ago, in the Battle of Blood Sand, Mo Shaoqing in white was buried in the Northwest Luosheng Valley when the class master returned to the dynasty, and a generation of Tianjiao fell and became a legend for later generations.

As the only son of Mo Shaoqing in white, Mo Fan only knew that his father died as a hero, and he never thought that one day he would hear a different ending from others, an ending that he never thought of.

In the main hall of the Nangong family, Nangong Yulong and Xiahou Xiongba sat on the chairs sweating profusely, looking a little weak!

"The Nine Burial Soul Curse is too terrifying, as an ancient Yin-Yang Dao forbidden technique, it is really not so easy to suppress, and it can only be suppressed by combining the strength of the Heart Protector Lotus and you and me!" Nangong Yulong said helplessly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Xiahou Xiongba looked at Nangong Yulong and said, "Senior Meng said that the prohibition left by the eldest princess and the two of him has become more and more fragile, so as long as he is strongly stimulated in the future, the Nine Burial Soul Curse will erode him until he completely destroys everything and deprives him of all his vitality!"

"Have you seen Senior Meng?" Nangong Yulong looked at Xiahou Xiongba in surprise, "He has always been elusive and unpredictable, did he find you?"

"When I was in Yuzhou, Senior Meng passed on the Heavenly Gang Earth Evil Skill to Mo Fan, I went to see Senior Meng a few days ago, he took a little girl back to the northwest, he said that he had found a way to solve the Nine Burial Soul Curse, but the time had not come!" Xiahou Xiongba said to Nangong Yulong without concealment.

Nangong Yulong nodded, and then he looked at some of the information in his hand and said, "Son of the Blood Prison, it's really interesting!"

"I've seen the Beast Soul Organization of the Military Aircraft Department, and I've fought each other, so they must have come for this son of the Blood Prison who has been making a name for himself recently!"

Saying that, Xiahou Xiongba clenched his fists, "They are all good juniors, and they are all composed of bloodliners!"

"The three major special combat units of the Military Aircraft Department today are different from those of ten years ago," Nangong Yulong looked at Xiahou Xiongba and explained. The members of each of the three major units are seven people, the first unit is called the Apocalypse Regiment, all of which are composed of bloodline mutant bodies and secret magicians, the second unit is called the Samurai Regiment, all of which are composed of strong people who cultivate physical skills and ancient martial arts, and the third unit is called the Beast Soul Regiment, all of which are composed of bloodline, plus the intelligence organization Eagle Falcon of the Military Aircraft Department, the current Military Aircraft Department is completely different from ten years ago, more mysterious and powerful!"

"Now the second position in the military aircraft department, that is, the man who rules the three major combat units, is called the Silver Dragon Emperor, who used to be ranked alongside Yunxiao, Ji Mingyue and others, and is a famous Tianjiao in the era!" Nangong Yulong took a sip of tea and explained to Xiahou Xiongba that he had lost ten years.

Xiahou Xiongba nodded and sighed, "Whether there is a change or not, since the establishment of Tianlan, the military aircraft department has been a special existence, and it is also a special blade of the empire to balance other countries and major kings with different surnames, and it has never been sharp!"

"Xiahou, what kind of person is Mo Fan?" Nangong Yulong suddenly opened the topic and asked, "I'm very curious, what kind of child is the crystallization of my sister and Mo Shaoqing, two extremely excellent people!"

"Well, this one!"

Xiahou Xiongba remembered the road from Shushan to Jiangnan, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "Slippery, smart, enthusiastic, no youthful blood, but extremely important to feelings, tell me these names countless times along the way, Xue Wu Tears, Mo Chen, Gu Tianen and so on...... My ears are calloused!"

"Usually like a ruffian, but once he gets serious, he is very calm and wise, he is not a fearless man, he will be afraid that he will have a sense of awe of the world, but he has never flinched, whether it is in the face of black and white impermanence or rain devil white song, he has the courage to fight to the death, this is my understanding of him, may not be comprehensive enough, in fact, he is an ordinary child, compared to those Tianjiao has no shining point, but Lao Tzu just likes his character!"

It is hard to imagine that a war ghost who is so arrogant that he will talk at length because of one person, Nangong Yulong is quite surprised, and Mo Fan will also be surprised if he is here.

Nangong Yulong was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath, "This is good, at least he won't be jealous like his father!"

"You're wrong, he's embattled!" Xiahou Xiongba objected to Nangong Yulong's point of view, "If you want me to say, the Mo family suffers the most!"

"Many people in the empire can't tolerate him, and the foundation of Northwest Nuo needs him to resist, and he knows best in his heart that he has to become stronger than anyone else in order to be free!"

Saying that, Xiahou Xiongba sighed, "He desperately wants to prove himself, he wants to sit in the position of the king of Tiantu, firstly, because he does not ask the expectations of the old prince of heaven, and secondly, he longs for freedom, the head of the kings, the king of Tiantu represents freedom in Tianlan, which is also his ambition!"

"Maybe now there is another reason, revenge, only after having absolute power and power, he can take revenge!"

Listening to Xiahou Xiongba's words, Nangong Yulong said: "If you can take revenge by becoming the King of Tiantu, then the King of Zhennan and Mo Wentian Old Man will not take revenge long ago!"

"Huh!"

Xiahou Xiongba suddenly sneered, "You are wrong, Tianlan is the dream of the old man Mo Wentian and the first emperor, it is their guardian, he can't move, because he doesn't want the people to suffer and then watch his dream be destroyed by his own hands, and if Old Man Mo doesn't move, Xiao Changfeng can't move!"

"But you all saw Mo Fan wrong, he is different" said Xiahou Xiongba and looked in the direction of the house, "Old Man Mo will have a time to mourn, and Tianlan is not Mo Fan's dream!"

"He doesn't care about sentient beings, he only cares about the people he cares about, this sentence is what he said to me personally!"

Nangong Yulong seemed to understand and didn't seem to understand, he just sighed softly, "He is different from his sister and brother-in-law after all, there is no similar flower in this world......"

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In the room, Mo Fan opened his eyes violently.

He had no strength in his body, but he slowly stood up, got out of bed, put on his white velvet robe, and walked out.

He didn't care about Xiahou Xiongba and Nangong Yulong, he took a jar of wine from the main hall with blank eyes and walked out step by step.

"Do you want him to come back and rest!" Nangong Yulong looked at Mo Fan's back and said worriedly.

Xiahou Xiongba shook his head, "Let him think about it for himself, he will figure it out!"

It was getting late, and the banquet was over.

Mo Fan sat in the gazebo and drank alone, letting the cold wind howl by.

If what Nangong Yulong said is true, then he also understands why his grandfather has no action, just as Xiahou Xiongba said, the old man cherishes this country, cherishes his dreams, cherishes the relationship with the deceased emperor, and does not want to be ruined, Mo Fan will not question anyone, uncle, grandfather, second uncle, grandfather Jun, these people who know the truth but can't take revenge may be the most painful one!!

Law Enforcement Temple, Regent Xia Yun, Helian Manjushri, Mysterious Masked Man, are they enemies?

There are countless strong people under Xia Yun's command, and there are even more masters in the Law Enforcement Temple, Helian Manjushri is one of the three supreme beings of the barbarians, above the eight barbarian kings, just these two are a night that covers the sun, it is impossible for their weakness to challenge them, how can they talk about revenge?

The warmth of the father, the smile of the mother, the person who took away all the good things about himself, he knows, the world is really full of malice towards himself, and even some people are not willing to let go of their own only remaining bloodline of the Mo family, but has anyone ever killed an elephant with ants!!

"If you drink, you should call us, otherwise it won't be interesting!"

Gu Tianen walked over with wine, behind him were Mo Chen, Li Yin, Ye Chengcheng, and even Miao Lexia, Mo Fan didn't know when she came here.

"I heard that you were almost killed by the iron fan scholar two days ago, and I came here overnight, why are you so unreassuring?" said Miao Lexia with a helpless smile.

Mo Chen sat next to Mo Fan and patted him on the shoulder, "Xiahou told us something, he believes that we will not say anything, and you will definitely believe us, so I just want to ask"

"Who is the enemy?" Gu Tianen asked for him, and then said, "I don't want to listen to perfunctory and lies, otherwise the second master will cut you!"

"Don't think about what you've lost, and don't think about how hard you've spent every day," Miao Lexia stared at Mo Fan seriously and said, "You just need to know, what else do you have!"

At this time, Li Yin was wearing a bird feather cloak, smiled, and said, "No matter who the enemy is, I don't care, maybe you are my only friend."

Ye Qingcheng didn't speak, but his eyes kept looking at Mo Fan, with a rare gentleness.

"You guys!" Mo Fan suddenly felt his eyes moisten a little, but he still held back.

"I always feel that you seem to be the most wronged and miserable royal child in the world," Mo Chen shook his head helplessly and complained.

Mo Fan took a big sip of wine, then looked at a group of people and said seriously: "The people of the Tianlan Empire and the barbarians standing at the top, the regent Xia Yun, and the spirit god Helian Manjushri."

"And if it really happens, the worst result is that you may face the entire barbarian race, the three supreme gods of the wilderness, as well as most of the Tianlan Military Department and the Law Enforcement Temple, countless capable people and masters!!"

Saying that, Mo Fan took a sip of wine and then looked at the sky, "I must become the king of Tiantu, not only freedom but also revenge, I need strong strength and monstrous power, otherwise everything is empty talk!"

"Just know who the enemy is, we're only eighteen or nineteen years old, we still have a few decades to go, and you'll win, because we'll always stand behind you!" Mo Chen said, putting his arm around Mo Fan's shoulders.

He said what everyone wanted, and several people looked at Mo Fan so firmly.

"Thank you!" It seems that apart from these two words, Mo Fan has no words to say, he smiled and looked at the sky, "I still have grandpa, uncle, brother, sister, ......"

"And you!!"

Li Yin smiled and punched Mo Fan in the chest, "Don't be numb, the old man just wants to be happy, how about drinking?"

"Can you do it, if you lose it, Lao Tzu will hack you to death," Gu Tianen mocked on the side.

Li Yin glanced at him, "Get out, third-rate swordsman!"

"Damn, practice!"

Saying that, Gu Tianen drew his sword, it was very quiet tonight, Nangong Yulong ordered that no one should disturb Mo Fan and them, so the backyard was very quiet here.

"Afraid of you?" Li Yin's legs were intertwined, and he fought with Gu Tianen.

Mo Fan and Mo Chen looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly, while Miao Lexia pulled Ye Chengcheng to whisper, and from time to time the two of them glanced at Mo Fan, it seemed that this nominal sister was going to worry about her brother's marriage.

Mo Fan and Mo Chen collided and started drinking, both of them looked at the night sky, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Long Yang, nine nights, no tears," Mo Fan murmured in his heart, "Have you seen it? I have a group of reliable partners!!"

Under the night sky, although the cold wind is really cold, the heart is very warm, and the wine and youth are the companions, and life is infinitely better.

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Somewhere in the courtyard of Wind Moon City.

A man dressed in black looked at the many people around him, smiled, and said, "This Dragon Domain Trial must be all under our control, and no one is allowed to obtain the Dragon Spirit Fruit and the Heavenly and Earth Treasure Divine Weapon in our hands!!"

"Understand the young master!" a thin young man in white said respectfully to the man in black, "I have collected all the names of the young Tianjiao from this Dragon Domain trial, and there are quite a few people who need to pay attention!"

"Nangong Family: Nangong Tianwen, Nangong Yue, Nangong Lemon, Nangong Feng, and ten family disciples"

"Tibetan Sword Villa Ye Allure, Zijia Zixiao, Tianji Pavilion Xiaoyaojun, Tongtianfu Leng Feng, Xiaoxi Tianzhikong Monk, Taixuanmen Xie Yixuan, Duanmu Family Duanmu Lin, Shenyougu Mu Qiuyun, Tangmen Tang Baiyu, Martial God Temple Martial Mania, Dongfang Shuo of the Oriental Family, Na Soluo of the Grassland, Ouyang Zikong ......"

"What I know so far is that these people and the disciples they lead!"

The white-clothed young man smiled, "Those small sects and some first-class sects also have people here, but there is no threat to the young master, as for the others, it is unknown for the time being!"

"That's right, no matter who the Dragon Domain Trial is, they can't pass our level, all Dragon Spirit Fruits must be disciples of our Holy Alliance" The man in black shouted loudly, "Did you hear it?"

"Yes, young master!!"

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