After Mo Wanfang left the Mojia Mountain Gate, he came to Fang Lie's house non-stop.

reported his name, Mo Wanfang was introduced into the inner house, and met Fang Lie drinking tea in the pavilion.

"Haha, you kid, it's also leisurely!" Mo Wanfang said with a smile.

"Average, average!" Fang Lie politely motioned for Mo Wanfang to sit down, and personally served him tea.

Mo Wanfang was not polite, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, and his aura was overflowing, it was clearly a high-grade spiritual tea of great value, but he didn't have the financial resources to enjoy it every day.

"Good thing~" Mo Wanfang said with a little envy: "Now you kid is richer than me!"

"Haha~" Fang Lie smiled proudly, and did not speak.

When Mo Wanfang saw this, he knew that Fang Lie was angry in his heart, he couldn't pretend to be stupid anymore, so he could only smile and say, "I heard that you went to my house to find my father today?

"Hehe, there was something wrong with it, but now, it's fine!" Fang Lie said with a smile, it seemed that the clouds were light and light, but there was always a thick resentment in his tone.

Mo Wanfang was not stupid, he knew that something was wrong in an instant, and hurriedly said: "Don't be like this, you can tell me if you have something, and I'll go to my father to tell me!"

"There's no need for this!" Fang Lie sneered directly: "I can see it, I'm just a cat and a dog, how can I be qualified to meet the master?

Fang Lie's sarcasm directly made Mo Wanfang feel frightened, but he knew Fang Lie's temper, this ten out of ten was angry, if he couldn't give him this breath, the Mo family would definitely be unlucky.

Don't look at Fang Lie as just a mere Qi Sea cultivator, in fact, his current Momen authority is so great that it is more powerful than most Thunder Tribulation real people!

The Taigu Yingling Temple, which controlled the Great Concentric Technique, the White Jade Divine Fish, which improved the spiritual roots of mortals, and the massive elixir, as well as the refined spiritual liquid that many masters had been striving for, were all trump cards in Fang Lie's hands.

As long as he cuts off the supply, the Mo family will also be in chaos because of this, and even suffer huge losses!

And the most important thing is that Fang Lie's identity is special, the background is terrifying, and the Mo family has a real person in charge, and he doesn't dare to suppress people with force. They simply don't have the ability to sanction him.

So the current shape is that the Mo family begged Fang Lie, but Fang Lie had no appeal to the Mo family.

Mo Wanfang now wants to beat that idiot-like guy to death, he doesn't know that Fang Lie can't afford to offend?

In desperation, Mo Wanfang could only smile bitterly and said, "Nephew Fang Xian, I know that you have been wronged today, it is the deacon of my family who is wrong, can I apologize to you for him?"

"Interview!" Fang Lie said lightly, "I'm a cat and a dog, I don't dare to accept the apology of your Momen First Family!"

"I said, boy, you have a big temper?" Mo Wanfang said with some displeasure: "Don't you give me face?"

"Hmph!" Fang Lie snorted coldly, took a sip of the tea bowl, and put it there with a snap, and then stared at him with two eyes, completely like serving tea to a guest.

Seeing this, Mo Wanfang suddenly became angry, and couldn't help but scold: "Okay, you stinky boy, you actually drove me away?"

"Learn from your family!" Fang Lie said unhurriedly: "But our Fang family is knowledgeable, and we won't be like those unruly families, saying bad things and letting the guests go!"

"You~" Mo Wanfang was immediately half angry, isn't this just scolding the Mo family for having no rules? But this is the truth, and he can't refute it.

At this time, Mo Wanfang was also angry, and couldn't help but say angrily, "Fang Lie, although we are at fault this time, you shouldn't go too far." No matter what my third brother says, he is also a real person, and it represents the face of the Mo family, and it is impossible for you to kneel on the ground to make amends!"

"What's nonsense then!" Fang Lie said coldly: "Send off! Don't come from the Mo family in the future, you won't accept it!"

"You~" Mo Wanfang suddenly became furious, the so-called clay man also has three points of earthiness, where can he stand such ridicule.

There was no nonsense, Mo Wanfang flicked his sleeves and left directly.

However, when Mo Wanfang walked into the courtyard, he suddenly saw a bronze cart with eight bronze horses parked in the courtyard, with a simple charm and terrifying atmosphere, showing its long history and great power.

Mo Wanfang glanced at it, and instantly recognized it, this is clearly the product of his own family, and all the details show that it is produced by the Mo family, and it is also an antiquity.

Subsequently, Mo Wanfang's mind quickly searched for an eighth-order BMW car, which was the car of the former heir of the family, the eight-horse car!

"Ah~" After Mo Wanfang recognized this treasure, he immediately exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed over to check it carefully.

Although it was isolated by the large array and could not be touched closely, Mo Wanfang quickly recognized its origin, which was the chariot that the Mo family lost thousands of years ago.

This treasure is just a means of transportation, but in fact, it has extremely powerful power, and the eight bronze horses, including the two emperors, are all eighth-order puppets.

The carriage is even more self-contained, carrying thousands of seventh-order guard puppets.

With this car alone, it is enough to fight against the real people of the thunderstorm.

In the past, the Eight Horses was the car of the heir of the Mo family, and before the heir of the head of the family arrived at the Thunder Tribulation Zhenren, they all rode it to and from south to north.

But thousands of years ago, this treasure disappeared along with the heir of the previous generation of the head of the family, that is, Mo Qianhiro's uncle.

If the heir hadn't died at that time, the successor would not have been Mo Qianxun's father, and the current head of the Mo family might not have been Mo Qianxun.

It is precisely because of this that the people of the other party's line all believe that it is Mo Qianxun's line that murdered his heir, although there is no real evidence, and it is impossible to make a big fuss, but the two sides are still separated from morality, until now, the relationship between the two lines is very poor, and it may even turn into infighting at any time.

But now, the Eight Horses have reappeared, and maybe they can follow the clues and find the real murderer at that time.

Once the mystery is solved, the relationship between the two lines of the Mo family will be greatly eased, which will undoubtedly be a good thing for the Mo family to be harmonious.

In addition, the Eight Horse Che is also the best of the eighth-order magic weapons, and if it can be taken back, it will definitely greatly increase the strength of the Mo family.

The most important thing is that, according to the rules, this is the car of the future heir of the head of the family, and the current heir of the head of the family is not Mo Wanfang?

In other words, if he gets it back, this treasure will become his.

When Mo Wanfang thought of this, he was immediately surprised and delighted, and then he understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It was obvious that Fang Lie got this thing, and he kindly went to report to the Mo family, but instead suffered a huge humiliation, no wonder Fang Lie was so annoyed, no one could stand it?

After thinking about this, Mo Wanfang couldn't help but feel guilty, and hurriedly turned around and came back, wanting to apologize to Fang Lie.

But unexpectedly, this time he didn't even enter the door, and a cyan ban stopped him, and a line of four big characters was clearly written on it, 'Retreat and thank you!'

Where could Mo Wanfang not know what was going on? This was clearly that Fang Lie didn't want to meet. He couldn't help laughing at himself: "Damn, this kid is still arrogant, it's troublesome now!"

Mo Wanfang knew that Fang Lie's temper would not let him in no matter what, so he died of this heart and hurried back to the Mo family.

In the welcome square, Mo Wanfang, who had a cold face, called the third brother and came to see Mo Qianxun together.

At this time, Mo Qianxun was sitting by the pool in a daze, in fact, he was not in a daze, but conceived the prototype of the magic weapon in his mind.

The last time he got such a treasure as the Divine Essence, he naturally had to do his best to refine a fine treasure. In order to give full play to the function of this divine material, Mo Qianxun thought about it for more than half a year, and only now did he have a slight clue, but unexpectedly when he had a sudden inspiration, he was disturbed by Mo Wanfang.

Mo Qianxun was very annoyed, and directly reprimanded Mo Wanfang: "Didn't I tell you that I had to conceive a magic weapon recently, so I must not disturb it?"

Mo Wanfang said with a bitter face: "Father, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know the severity, if something big doesn't happen, how dare I disturb you?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Qianxun frowned.

When the third brother on the side heard this, he was immediately annoyed, and shouted directly: "Thirteenth brother, don't be alarmist here! Isn't it that you didn't call Fang Lie into the door? What kind of bullshit is this?"

"Why didn't you tell Fang Lie to enter the door?" Mo Qianxun frowned and said, "Little San, you say, what's going on?"

"That's the case, Fang Lie came to you today, I think he is just a disciple of the Qi Sea, he is not qualified to see you if he wants to, especially when you have already ordered not to disturb you, so I will block you for you!" The third brother said aggrievedly: "Lord of the family, tell me, what kind of bullshit is this?

"Huh?" Mo Qianxun suddenly frowned, and said to Mo Wanfang, "You won't look for me for this little thing, right?"

"Hehe, a trivial matter?" Mo Wanfang snorted coldly and said, "Father, do you know, Eight Horses!"

"What? Eight horses!" Mo Qianxun suddenly exclaimed, and hurriedly said, "But the eight horses that my uncle rode in when he disappeared?"

"It's this treasure!" Mo Wanfang said lightly: "It's already in the world!"

"Where?" Mo Qianxun hurriedly asked.

"In Fang Lie's hands!" Mo Wanfang said with a shrug.

"Call him!" Mo Qianxun said, waving his hand.

"He refused~" Mo Wanfang said helplessly: "I just went, and he drove me out!"

"This rabbit cub has a good temper!" Mo Qianxun scolded angrily: "I just haven't seen him in retreat, so he dares to play a temper with me?"

"Hehe, do you think Fang Lie is such a person who doesn't know how to advance or retreat?" Mo Wanfang laughed, and then looked to the side, the third brother who was already trembling.

Mo Qianxun is so shrewd, when he saw the third brother's cold sweat and trembling appearance, he immediately realized that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked: "Little San, you honestly said, how did you provoke Fang Lie?"

"I, I am, it's just~" The third brother said tremblingly: "I just said a little ugly thing!"

"What are the ugly words?" Mo Qianxun said coldly: "Say it to me word for word!"