Fighting the Martial Universe

Mo Cang on the side secretly changed his face as he listened to the conversation of the palace master.

I'm afraid that the palace owner accepting him as a disciple is just trying to test the soul fighting practice.

Although he has a little achievement in fighting spirit cultivation, his achievement is not comparable to Zhang Mofan who has awakened the fighting spirit possessed.

He has no use value now, but Zhang Mofan has great use value.

"I'm afraid, in the eyes of the Lord, even her daughter is her tool."

Mo Cang secretly thought.

Han Ji's expression sank, and said: "I just admire his talents, so I like him."

Huh!

A strong wind swept through, and saw a woman in a golden robe appeared in front of Han Ji, her majestic face, staring at Han Ji, and said: "Han Ji, you are my eldest daughter. Apart from Qing Luan's accident, my favorite You are the one."

"In terms of talents, Zhang Mofan far surpasses him. Why don't you take Zhang Mofan into consideration, but instead capture Zhang Mofan because Zhang Mofan abolished him?"

boom!

Han Ji stood in front of the palace lord, her pupils were also wide open, and beside her ears, there was a deafening voice: "Say, who is this Mo Cang?"

She is well aware of Han Ji's temperament and it is impossible to help an unrelated person for no reason.

Hearing this, Han Ji bit her thin lips and hesitated.

"If you don't say anything, don't blame me for killing him."

As the hall master said, with a wave of his palm, a big hand in the real gang state also swept out, strangling Mo Cang's neck, and directly lifting him up.

Mo Cang wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"no, do not want!"

When Han Ji saw this, she knelt down and said, "Mother, she, she is my son."

what?

Not only the Lord, but even Mo Cang felt incredible.

He Mo Cang, how could he be Han Ji's son.

"Han Ji, you say it again, who is he?"

The hall master's voice was completely cold.

"He is my son!"

Han Ji lay on the ground, her whole body trembling.

Mo Cang's mind roared, and his pupils shrank to the extreme.

Now, he seems to understand a little bit.

He had no mother since he was a child. He also asked Mo Xuandong who his mother was, but Mo Xuandong never mentioned it.

"Mother, no matter how you punish me, please save Mo Cang, no matter how he is, it is your grandson!"

Han Ji lay on the ground and pleaded. The majesty before in the canyon had disappeared completely, and some were just fearful.

Today, she has no extravagant expectations, let alone that she will become the heir of the palace lord.

Because she combined with outside men and gave birth to a child, which is already taboo.

In the Hall of Souls, if you want to inherit the lord, you have to combine with many men and let them bear children for themselves.

This Han Ji gave birth to a child to another man.

Knowing the truth, Mo Cang couldn't accept it at all, and snarled frantically, "No, this is not true. How could my mother be you? My mother is already dead."

"Mo Cang, I am your mother. I secretly gave birth to you back then, let Rushuang hug you in front of your father, whether you admit it or not, don't worry, I will let my mother heal you."

Han Ji said.

Mo Cang's heart trembled.

It turns out that Rushuang is also Han Ji's person.

The hall master pondered for a moment, and said: "Han Ji, if you can confess truthfully, I can spare your life. As for Mo Cang, I will also heal him, but I have two requirements."

"What's the requirement? As long as you can save Mo Cang, I will agree to everything."

For the sake of Mo Cang, Han Ji didn't even need the heir to the palace owner. She only hopes that the palace owner can heal Mo Cang. It can be said that any son is a mother's heart.

Even Han Ji is no exception.

You know, Han Ji has a chance to inherit the crisis of the Palace Lord, but for the sake of Mo Cang, she has given up this opportunity to become one of ten thousand people.

"First, you must not compete with Qingluan anymore. You are no longer eligible to compete for heirs. Second, since Mo Cang is your son, he is my first grandson. He will become the battle of my soul hall in the future. So, renamed Luo Beixuan!"

The hall master said.

Han Ji immediately said, "Cang'er, thank you grandma, please?"

"Thank you grandma!"

Mo Cang also knelt down, lying on the ground, with his head lowered, with a sneer smile on his face: "Zhang Mofan, I won in the end. Although you have become the number one in the Sanling Peak, you will be captured by the Soul Fighting Palace. But now I have become the grandson of the Lord of the Palace. What is the name change? I am attached to the Hall of Fighting Souls, and one day I will reach the top again."

At this moment, Qing Luan also walked over, and saw the two kneeling down, slightly taken aback.

At this time, the Lord saw Qing Luan with a rare smile on his face, and said: "Qing Luan, why did you come back?"

"Mother, I'm not a elder sister, she is a strong person in the realm, and I rushed at full speed, and I couldn't keep up with my sister."

Qing Luan said.

"Right!"

The hall master nodded and said: "Now, I have just left the customs, three days later, you will come to Ziyang Academy with me, I will personally capture Zhang Mofan."

"what?"

Qing Luan's face changed, but she didn't expect that her mother would go there in person.

"What? Is there a problem?"

The hall master frowned and said: "Luo Beixuan, haven't you seen your auntie Qing?"

"Auntie Qing!"

Mo Cang also bowed to Qingluan, and he could see that the hall master loved this Qingluan soul envoy very much.

Because only when facing the Qingluan Soul Envoy, the Palace Master would smile.

"How is this going?"

Qing Luan was puzzled.

"Your sister will tell you, Luo Beixuan, now, let me enter the secret room."

As soon as the hall master waved his hand, he took Mo Cang into the secret room.

Talking about Zhang Mofan.

On this day ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he has been staying in Ziyang Academy. As for the leader of the Sky Demon League, the Snake King, they did not leave the Academy.

They gathered together, all discussing things three days later.

"Thank you for your concern. If Soul Fighting Palace really wants to deal with me, I will voluntarily leave the academy and run away."

Zhang Mofan said.

Dean Zi Chen frowned and said, "Zhang Mofan, you have defended my glory for Sanling. Now, the Hall of Souls is going to deal with you like this. Don't worry, Ziyang Academy will protect you to the death."

"Dean, don't you understand? It's not that simple for the Hall of Souls to arrest me."

Zhang Mofan guessed: "I gave the hall master a secret book back then, and now I have displayed the Soul Fighting Possession. Perhaps they have already guessed something. So, three days later, how exactly the Soul Fighting Hall will behave, I hope you can take care of it. The big picture!"

All the big shots were lost in thought, and a Sanling won the first place, but ended up like this. God is really unfair!