The poem says: The three plum blossoms are like water, and the ground is full of red and flowing water. When the wind blows in the evening, I dance alone, bit by bit, softly.
Long Xing's words were not serious, just like thunder. The two people in the room were shocked and had no idea. Lei Tong was okay, after all, the concept of the eldest brother of the Mo family was a bit vague. After the old man retired, he was sure that he would not be able to come back for a while.
Even if he makes a mistake, as long as his strength improves and can be used by the Mo family, he is not afraid of the old man's punishment. But Mo Gang, the third eldest son of the Moh family, had different needs.
As the third son, he knew that his father was a ruthless man who could really kill him, and disobeying him was a capital crime.
Lei Tong's hands and feet were injured and he was frightened by Long Xing's strange methods and did not dare to take action. He had repeatedly weighed that if he could not kill Long Xing, he would be in even greater trouble.
After witnessing the scene just now, Mo Gangxu dared to look down on this young man Long Xing.
After Long Xing moved the old man out, he immediately clasped his fists and bowed down with a smile on his face: "Good son-in-law, please spare me this time. It's the third uncle who is confused and confused. Mo Lian's The temptation of energy was too great for us, and we couldn’t resist it.”
"Okay, do you think this matter should be reported to Uncle Feng, so that no one will always be thinking about Mo Lian when I'm not around?"
Seeing that Mo Gang needed to give in, Long Xing took the opportunity to strike.
Hearing this, Mo Gangxian quickly bowed again: "Good son-in-law, you are joking. If Uncle Feng finds out and doesn't skin me yet, just let me go this time. From now on in the Mo family, whatever you say will count." , the other brothers and your third uncle will help you deal with it."
"Very good. Do you think I am not worthy of the title of son-in-law of the Mo family, or am I afraid of the other uncles of the Mo family?"
Long Xing's voice sounded tepid, but when Mo just needed it, his eyes widened in horror, and large beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.
"No, what about that..."
After just saying a few words, Mo Gangxian was so anxious that he fell to his knees with a plop: "My dear son-in-law, please forgive me. It is indeed the third uncle who was reckless. Don't be as knowledgeable as the third uncle."
The two killing moves that Long Xing gave Mo Tong just now looked ordinary, but they concealed abilities that even the young dragon master could not resist. Those were Long Xing's spiritual power-killing moves after breaking through to the top level of the earth realm and the spiritual talisman master advanced, Shadow Kill and Fallen Blade.
This is also the secret of spiritual power he obtained from the spiritual seal inheritance of Xianxia Nun.
The first time he tried his best, he injured the powerful Lei Tong. With the strength Mo Gang needed, it was impossible to even dodge, let alone resist. Now, Long Xing still cares. Does Mo Gang need a promise that is not even available at the Great Young Dragon Master level?
Now Long Xing has made it clear that he has no opponent in the Mo family, so how can Mo Gangxian not feel scared. Regarding the matter of him and Lei Tong disobeying the old man's order and stealing Mo Lian, if he couldn't get over it, he wouldn't know how he died.
Thinking about it this way, he was very frightened in his heart. Regardless of his identity, he knocked his head on the ground, hoping to win Long Xing's favor and exchange for a chance of survival.
Seeing Mo Gangxu kneel down to him like this, Long Xing's body turned sideways and trembled, refusing to accept his kneeling ceremony: "Uncle San, you are serious. You are disobeying the old man's order. I haven't certified this yet." My grandson-in-law cannot bear such a great gift from you."
After saying that, Long Xing turned his back and put Mo Lian back into the box. He injected a trace of spiritual power into Mo Lian, giving Mrs. Zhangtai some hot spring-like comfort.
Mo Gang needed to know that Mo Lian had actually been refined by Long Xing a long time ago. Even if they got it, it would be difficult to absorb it, and it would be counterattacked by Long Xing's mental power.
They only know that Mo Lian's energy is lush and green, which can greatly increase the skill that has not been used for a long time. The result of greed is to be caught.
The Mo family is full of dangers and traps. Even if Long Xing doesn't come back, who knows if there are other agencies in the ancestral hall, or if others will come to stop it? For example, Uncle Feng, or the second brother Mo Liangpai.
In fact, what Long Xing just said was meant for people who were peeping in secret. Not far from the ancestral hall, in front of a low wall, Mo Liangbang was pulling the guard's servant to peek over.
At the same time, under another wall, Mo Wudao and Uncle Huo were also there listening to the noise. As for Uncle Feng, he had long been hiding on the overhanging beam and fell asleep.
All of this was clear at a glance under Long Xing's mental perception. He also used the threat of injuring Mo Tong to show off to the Mo family.
In the Mo family, Long Xing only believed in Mo Yingying and Mo's wife. He would not allow the people he cared about to be humiliated, such as Mrs. Zhangtai who was transformed by Mo Lian.
Shadow Kill's injury to Lei Tong was also a lesson to him for insulting Mo Lian. After thinking about it, Mo Gangxian hurriedly kowtowed to the ink cartridge: "Fairy Mo Lian, please forgive me, Fairy, please spare my life, as long as you can spare my life, I, Mo Gangxian, will promise that in the future..."
In fact, the verbal guarantee Mo Gang needed was nothing. The important thing was that at this time, although he seemed to be submissive on the surface, in fact, he had murderous intent in his heart. They also planned to remove Long Xing and Mo's mother and daughter together, and put the blame on the second and fourth sons.
Maybe for other people, this is basically impossible, but here, Mo Gangxian has this ability. Mo Gang's acting skills were top-notch, and he almost knelt down to lick the ink cartridge, and gained Long Xing's forgiveness very realistically.
Originally I just wanted to scare him off, but I was still wearing girl's culottes and wanted to go back early to take a shower and change clothes. Long Xing waved his hand, no longer embarrass an elder who was at the peak of his physical realm.
"You said it's true that Mr. Long could have killed the Third Master directly, but why did he just fall out and let them go?"
In the shadows, the servant guarding the ancestral hall said softly to the second master of the Mo family in front of him.
"Who says otherwise! If Uncle Lei's injury wasn't real, I really doubt whether it was an illusion just now. This kid is getting more and more difficult to deal with. It seems that it will be very difficult to get Mo Lian. Let's go, later It’s time for him to find out.”
Mo Liangpao was really frightened by Long Xing's methods just now, and he felt scared from the bottom of his heart!
Although Long Xing couldn't hear his words, who could guarantee whether Long Xing's dagger would appear above his head.
The two left quietly, and Uncle Huo and Mo Wudao in the distance also turned and disappeared into the shadows.
After Long Xing placed the ink cartridges, he glanced at the roof beams next to the ancestral hall and smiled: "After watching a good show, the actors have all left, so it's time to go back and rest."
After muttering to himself, Long Xing came out of the ancestral hall and walked straight to the front yard of the Mo family mansion.
In the guest room, the door was pushed open.
The moonlight slanted down from the crack in the door, and soon a graceful body walked into the room with broken steps, stepping on the moonlight.
Long Xing had just taken off his culottes and had not had time to put on his trousers. He looked up at Yingying who entered the room, obviously stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The current Yingying is obviously dressed up specially. She wears an ink skirt over a purple shirt, her eyebrows are like a painting, and her skin is as white as snow.
Tall and plump, with a slender waist, a full hand, and soft black hair hanging down to her slender waist. Coupled with her slightly crimson cheeks and the moonlight, she looked as charming and beautiful as a fairy.
When Long Xing was looking at Yingying, she also saw Long Xing who was not fully clothed, and his shy face turned even crimson.
She closed the door tightly with her backhand, holding a pile of neat pajamas in her jade hands.
"Yingying"
Long Xing coughed slightly and shouted, feeling slightly unnatural.
"You just came back."
Yingying's voice was soft and boneless. She gently put down the clothes in her hands, her crimson cheeks as hot as fire. She calmed down the heat in her heart and slowly unbuttoned her skirt...
