"Thank you sister, you are the most beautiful and kind-hearted person Yu Heng has ever seen." Mo Yuheng praised him very much, picking it up at his fingertips, and seemed to be extremely sincere.
Mo Zhixue was filled with anger. The plan had already been ruined to such an extent. What else could be done?
The worst thing is this: "It's okay, you have to be obedient from now on and don't be so naughty. Aunt Li will not treat you like this for no reason."
If you still want to slander her like this and leave everyone with the impression that she is a bad boy who loves to be naughty and mischievous, that is impossible.
Mo Yuheng said pitifully: "Sister, I am from Lingxiangyuan. I rarely go out on weekdays. I don't even know the famous Grandma Li. How could I offend him? It's really strange. What's even more strange is that the two of us The maid disappeared and didn’t come back for a day. She was afraid that I would come here alone, huh!”
Everyone was thoughtful after hearing what Ling Xiangyuan said. It was rumored that this child was the illegitimate daughter of the patriarch and was brought back to the Mo family three years ago.
But Mo Zhixue didn't think so. Her heart was pounding. She asked Mr. Mo to kill the two maids. She looked very calm on the outside.
Mo Yuheng had to admire the heroine's determination. Since it was not good to get the interest back, the tiger would pluck the hair from its mouth.
"Really?" Mo Zhixue replied dryly.
Mo Yuheng's expression became even more pitiful: "Sister, my face hurts."
Her hands held the hem of Mo Zhixue's clothes tightly. It seemed that the two of them were intimate. Mo Yuheng was very dependent on her, but anyone else would have been soft-hearted.
But Mo Zhixue wouldn't: "Then you go see the doctor first."
"I don't know how to take the road. What should I do if I lose myself in all kinds of twists and turns?" Mo Yuheng looked at Mo Zhixue aggrievedly.
Mo Zhixue's followers originally thought Mo Yuheng was too hateful, but now they feel better and begin to pity her.
Moreover, she looks delicate and cute, like a New Year painting doll, and her heart is a bit softer.
Before Mo Zhixue made any other movements and reacted, he squatted down and touched Mo Yuheng's little head. His voice was very kind: "I'm sorry, come here and give you a blowjob. It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Some people left quickly to get eggs or ice cubes and wanted to come over and help remove the bruises on their faces.
This slap is always hanging on the face, which is not good-looking and ruins the beautiful scenery.
"Does it still hurt?" A follower asked gently to help.
"It doesn't hurt, thank you sister." Mo Yuheng was polite and sweet.
Suddenly Mo Zhixue's existence was reduced to the minimum. Countless crows flew through Mo Zhixue's heart. How could the scene that should have been his own become Mo Yuheng's? Really...
After a while, many people came one after another, and almost everyone was there.
After Mo Yuheng got help from some followers, the bruises from the slap marks on his face were much better and no longer as scary as before.
"Okay, it's time for you to leave. It won't be good after all when the clan leader and several elders come over to see you." Mo Zhixue still couldn't stand it anymore and reminded everyone.
All the followers nodded, reluctantly gave instructions, and left in a hurry.
Seeing that Mo Yuheng was fine, Mo Supu breathed a sigh of relief and lined up with peace of mind, waiting for the test. He was excited. In the past, he always missed three years because of his aunt's obstruction. Thanks to Mo Yuheng's help , only then can we have the opportunity we have today.
Mo Yuheng seemed to be a child, and he held Mo Zhixue's hand tightly and wouldn't let go. First hold her, and if something bad happens, pull her to block it.
Secondly, I can't afford it, and I can't have any coincidences happen and I can't detect my spiritual roots.
She is not the heroine, she has no heroine aura, she missed the spiritual root test, and countless people opened back doors for her.
Soon, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky, with fairylike and otherworldly postures.
Step by step, I walked down from the sky, seemingly slowly, but quickly arrived in the middle of the square, standing on top of a high stone platform.
Several immortal cultivators who maintained order took the lead and bowed respectfully, shouting loudly: "Welcome to the clan leaders and elders."
Others reacted and also greeted and saluted, shouting at the same time: "Welcome to the clan leader and elders."
For a time, some people were excited, happy, looking forward to, afraid, inquiring, and blind to the future...
And ignorant children don’t know what to worry about?
Obediently follow the adults' requirements, line up, and wait for the spiritual roots to be tested.
Mo Yuheng couldn't calm down deep in his heart. Is walking in the air the way of an immortal?
She couldn't wait.
The patriarch looked at the crowd, first said some pompous words, and said seriously: "You are the hope of the family. Before the age of five, you are happy. After the age of five, it is a watershed in life, which is undoubtedly cruel."
After watching everyone silently for a while, everyone really became quiet. You could hear the needle drop, which was very depressing.
Children don't understand, but the mortal parents of those Mo family children know that they once tested their spiritual roots when they were five years old.
Those without spiritual roots will continue to be exiled to the village, living the days of sunrise and sunset in front of mortals. After a few decades, the fallen leaves will return to their roots and end their lives.
Those who grew up in the Mo family's house and have no spiritual roots in the test will have a deeper experience. Those who grew up in the village are just envious and regretful.
Then, the clan leader said: "Whether you have a destiny or not depends on your luck."
After finishing speaking, a round and transparent sphere appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, it flew to the middle of the high platform and floated in the sky.
"Okay, let's start testing the spiritual roots. Come up one by one and put your hands on the testing spirit ball. The glowing spirit ball means there are spiritual roots. You can stay on the stage without going down." After the patriarch finished speaking, he sat on the chair and looked at Everyone.
The arrangements to maintain order are just orderly, and children come up one by one to test.
The person maintaining order loudly reported: "No spiritual roots."
"No spiritual roots."
"No spiritual roots."
…
After more than ten consecutive years of no spiritual roots, the clan leader and several elders looked disappointed. The annual spiritual root testing was very important. It was related to the prosperity of the family, ensuring that there were successors, and personally taking charge.
A little boy went up to test it, with both hands on the spirit ball. The spirit ball burst out with four kinds of light: gold, green, blue and red, and disappeared.
The clan leader and the others showed happy smiles, everything was getting better and better from the beginning.
The patriarch asked: "What's your name?"
"Mo Yuqiu." The little boy involuntarily grasped the corners of his clothes with both hands and lowered his head.
"Jade generation, good, very good, you can stay." The patriarch was extremely happy.
"Really?" Mo Yuqiu looked up in disbelief and turned to look at her parents in the audience.
His parents nodded, extremely happy, and looked on with encouragement. Their son could become an immortal and no longer had to dig in the soil all his life like them.
"Zihan, please arrange for the spiritual bead subsidies to be distributed," the clan leader said.
Mo Zihan nodded. Every family member of a child with spiritual roots will receive a lot of subsidies, and their future life will become more comfortable.
Many parents below are envious, jealous, and resentful. Some are disappointed that their children have no spiritual roots, while others are hopeful that they have not yet tested it.
"Next."
Soon, someone went up to continue testing the spiritual roots. To their disappointment, there were no spiritual roots.
