2/1 god domain

"Xiaofan, it's you, isn't it?" Mo Zilan's tone could even be called amiable, looking forward to it.

Mo Shao quietly clenched his palms tightly. For a moment, he really wanted to slap the man across from him.

The young man smiled faintly, his expression indifferent: "What are you talking about?"

"To be honest, I couldn't believe my eyes when I thought of this possibility, but you do look a lot like us." Mo Zilan changed his sitting position and looked at the boy with a smile as before. The difference is that , those eyes obviously have some other complicated components, "Caesar has taken a box of AN6592 from the SR Technology Research Institute, I think he should pass it to you, right?"

Mo Shao's heart skipped a beat, compared to the cunning and shrewd "Patriarch of the Mohist family" in front of him, he seemed to prefer the grumpy and undisguised "Second Wannian".

This disgusting feeling, like swallowing a fly alive, made him restless.

Before, he underestimated Mo Zilan too much.

"I am inferior! That bastard actually made a stand-in, causing me to lose him!" Suddenly, the poet yelled and climbed in from the window. At first glance, he found that the target he lost was sitting in Mo Fan On the other side, he was startled and completely forgot to react. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and looked at Mo Shao suspiciously, "Why is he here?"

Mo Shao glanced at him silently, waved at him, and waited until the red-haired sword spirit walked up to him and sat down, before choking out two words: "Negotiation."

Calling the current situation negotiating is barely appropriate.

"Ah?" The poet scratched his head, looked sideways at Mo Fan, and then looked at Mo Zilan who was smiling as cunningly as an old fox. He couldn't get used to it, "I see how weird he looks?"

"This is probably his truest appearance."

"Before that..." It was all a disguise?That's too much of a pretense!

Perhaps because the atmosphere was too heavy and depressing, the poet obediently closed his mouth after complaining a few words, waiting for Mo Fan's reaction.

"The thing is indeed in my hands." The young man said unhurriedly, and after seeing a hint of surprise in the man's eyes, he said, "But unfortunately, I didn't use it."

"how is this possible……"

"Since you are the developer of AN6592, you should understand what will happen after using the shape-changing potion." Any drug will have certain side effects, especially something as heaven-defying as the shape-shifting potion.

Mo Zilan pursed his lips silently, the word doubt was clearly written on his face, and he stared at the young man with dark eyes.

"You don't believe me." Mo Fan curled his lips mockingly, and released the spiritual power that had been deliberately suppressed before. The huge spiritual pressure distorted the airflow in the entire room.

Mo Zilan was surprised to find that under Fang's handsome sword eyebrows, a pair of cold and clear purple eyes were staring at him without a trace of emotion.

He and Helan both had typical black hair and black eyes, so...was he making a mistake?

"As far as I know, Mr. Mo Zilan is extremely disgusted with his second son. After successfully usurping the throne, the first order he gave was to expel his son from Vicia City and send him to the Santes Mountains. How can a four-year-old child, alone, survive in that place of death?"

The young man spoke casually, with an indifferent expression from beginning to end, as if he was talking about people and things that had nothing to do with him.

"You can rest assured that I will not tell anyone else about this matter, just as you are sure, even if I say it, no one will believe it. After all, a tiger's poison does not eat its eggs, right?"

Mo Zilan pursed his lips like ashes, and stared at the young man with that handsome face. No one knew whether he regretted his cruelty to his own flesh and blood in the past.

"Are you sent by Caesar?" After a long time, the man asked.

The young man curled his lips with a half-smile: "You forgot one thing, I was the one who saved your life from Caesar's men."

"What kind of person he is, I know better than you." An "old man" who would do anything to achieve his goal, and even let his sister seduce him.

"I'm not interested in the grievances and entanglements between you. I'm just a member of the Berserker Mercenary Group."

"What did he entrust you with?"

"There is no precedent for selling the employer's information when the mad war comes out."

"There are exceptions to everything."

"Heh... Mr. Mo Zilan, has anyone ever told you that people who are too confident often end badly."

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the topic returned to the original point: "I am your father after all."

"Then you are too old and too shameless." The boy replied with a half-smile.

Mo Zilan's face was slightly stiff, what his eyes saw might not be the truth, this sentence was the motto written in the laboratory at the beginning of SR's establishment, as one of the oldest members of the first batch, he witnessed the rise of SR And prosperity, like a gem, will always find a pretender after it shines brightly.

"I abandoned you for a reason." The man said with difficulty.

Mo Fan folded his hands on his chest, silently waiting for his next words.

Some people's lower limit can always be refreshed constantly, giving people "surprises" every minute.

"Five years ago, Helan was bewitched by Caesar Ross, deliberately approached me, and sneaked into the Mo family for two reasons."

"Ah, Mo Shao, why do I feel..."

"Shut up." Mo Shao gave the poet an elbow without looking back, and after realizing that he had been fooled by Mo Zilan once, his face remained so gloomy.

"800 years ago, the first batch of supernatural beings were born in the Holy Land, and the ancestors of the Mohists were one of them. At that time, the supernatural beings declared to the public that the awakening of supernatural powers was the result of natural selection, and some people had better genes. In fact, this is not the case. The secret of the birth of the ability is hidden in the Holy Grail, which was kept by the Knights Templar at that time.

Everyone likes to hide good things by themselves, and it is fools who share them with others.The first twelve supernatural beings hid the Holy Grail in a secret place in order to avoid the cannibalism, and then drew that place on a map

......"

Mo Shao listened, and suddenly remembered "The lost miracle!"

"A total of twelve points were drawn on that map, and all twelve supernatural beings hold one copy, but——

"500 years ago, a holy-level supernatural being was born among the ancestors of the Mohist family. He destroyed eleven other maps, but the Mohist's share was left out. Of course, he did it very secretly. Who did it at the beginning? Didn't find it either."

Probably precisely because his actions violated the so-called Dao of Heaven, since then, the Mohism has been inferior to each other and gradually declined.

The legendary holy grail also gradually submerged in the torrent of time with the passage of time.

"What secret is hidden in the Holy Grail?" The boy asked in a deep voice after pondering for a moment.

Mo Zilan shook his head erratically: "This is a puzzle that I have been studying for a lifetime, but I have not been able to solve it. Why did the Knights Templar hide the Holy Grail at that time? For 300 years, why hasn't anyone searched for the Holy Grail?"

He even wondered whether the reason why the ancestor of the holy-level supernatural being of the Mo family was able to become the only supernatural being in the entire holy land so far who broke through the holy rank was because he had secretly found out the magic power on the Holy Grail. secret?

When Mo Zilan was four years old, he was identified as an ordinary person with no spiritual power. In addition, he was extremely unwilling to be reconciled to it. He had a strong desire to dig out the secret that had been dormant for 800 years since he was a child!

"Caesar Rose joined SR six years ago. He is a very talented young man with great ambitions and extraordinary abilities." Even though Mo Zilan had strongly opposed it, he still could not stop Caesar from joining. After all, he is not an SR. sole shareholder.

"Caesar wanted to gain absolute control over SR, so he set his sights on my shares." One of the things Helan sneaked into the Mo family was to steal the power of attorney from Mo Zilan. Unfortunately, she Until they left, they didn't succeed. Instead, Wang Yali took advantage of the situation and finally let Mo Shao take advantage of it.

"Second thing, he needs to confirm whether the Mo family has the map." Helan managed this matter well, but he also encountered a problem.The map was restricted by the ancestors of the Mohist family, and those who were not direct blood relatives of the family could not open the final restriction at all.

"What about the map?" the boy asked knowingly.

After Mo Shao and the poet looked at each other, they looked at Mo Zilan, ready to see the other party continue to talk nonsense.

Mo Zilan was slightly taken aback: "It's gone."

Yo, it's unbelievable that there's no bullshit.

Seeing that the corners of your mouth were tightly pursed, with an obvious disbelief, the man continued: "Two months ago, a mysterious force targeted me. The purpose of the other party is very clear. It is the map handed down from generation to generation by the Mohist family. I used my tricks and planned to hand over a counterfeit to the other party, but I was manipulated in the middle, and the authentic product...is missing."