I and the system are dropping vests every day

Chapter 451 15 The Last Cube Ju Yan

——No matter how rich and powerful that person was, they experienced the same life, old age, sickness and death as ordinary people.

Death is truly fair, and no one is exempt.

But now, this only fairness has been broken, and the civilians of the Atlanta Empire are angry.

They began to gather, began to march, began to demonstrate, and they also wanted to live forever...

A single spark can start a prairie fire. Civilian riots, coupled with the intervention of all forces, triggered the largest bloodshed in the history of the Atlan Empire.

Those nobles were high above, they stood at the top of the pyramid and defied everything, but when the bottom of the pyramid began to shake, the nobles gave in.

They promised not to conduct this research again to quell public anger. Therefore, bionic humans are now a taboo in the Atlan Empire.

Because its existence represents turmoil and blood.

Therefore, once Mo Si reveals that Ling Peiyuan is a bionic person, then the empire he built will definitely fall apart.

Mo Zongzhi looked at his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grand, hand, the eye of his finger appearing in the air, shrinking slowly, turning into an old man in a gray robe after falling to the ground.

Moses was surprised.

She had seen this giant eye before.

On the deadly runway, Ling Peiyuan combined with the highest-level psychic in the Atlanta Empire and wanted to spy on his memory again, but was repelled by it.

The grey-robed old man's face was full of hesitation, and he asked angrily: "Mo Zongzhi, you old..."

He didn't finish his sentence. After seeing the man's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the tip of his tongue rolled in his mouth, and he swallowed the three words "old stuff" again, and said with a calm expression: "For no reason, why did you put the old man again?" Did I summon it?"

Mo Zongzhi pointed to his great-great-great-great-great-grandson and said, "Do you remember her? You will follow her from now on."

The gray-robed old man looked disbelieving and shouted angrily: "Mo Zongzhi, are you confused? According to the agreement, I have guarded your Mo family for 1 years, and my contract with you has already ended."

Mo Zongzhi's face looked a little ugly. He knocked on the coffee table with his fingers and said coldly: "You also know that you are asked to protect the Mo family, but now, the Mo family has been killed and only two girls are left. This is how you protect it. ?”

"It's not all the fault of this idiot Mo Dezheng. If he hadn't given me up to his granddaughter a long time ago and had me protecting him, how could he have been assassinated." The old man in gray robe looked at the man with a solemn face and said for a long time It was explained later.

Mosi gritted his teeth after hearing the old man's words, his mouth was bloody.

Mo Zhengde is the grandfather. He gave her the guardian of the Mo family before she realized it. At that time, she was still resenting him for the daily intensive training. Thinking of this, the girl's eyes turned red.

Mo Zongzhi patted his great-great-great-great-great-great daughter's hand and sighed.

Forget it, God's will is so irreversible, and we still have to solve the problems we are facing now.

"Juyan, I know you've been looking for the Three-Eyed Dzi Bead. Coincidentally, this treasure happens to be in my Treasure Pavilion. As long as you promise me to be the guardian of Si Si during her lifetime and protect her well, you can get it." A treasure." Mo Zongzhi threw out the bait, and then looked at him indifferently.

The old man in gray robe was also Ju Yan, he was stunned.

The last time I signed a contract with him to protect the Mohist family for thousands of years for the colorful glazed cup, and finally survived until the contract expired, is it necessary to sign another contract of selling for a three-eyed dzi?

(End of this chapter)