2/1 god domain

trousers.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Mo Shao was startled, and hurriedly shouted.

There was a smile in the boy's eyes, "Check it out and see if it's cured."

"I'm exhausted." Mo Shao lied expressionlessly.

The young man scratched the bridge of his nose with a smile, "I must have learned from the poet badly, and kept swearing."

fart!That was totally stimulated by you!Mo Shao slandered angrily, and he missed that well-behaved, sensible and quiet little Mo Fan who was as cute and shy as a glutinous rice dumpling not long ago.

He secretly counted with his fingers, and found that not too long had passed, why did he suddenly feel that things were right and wrong?

"I'm going to Mo Zilan." Two seconds later, the boy said seriously, leaning his thin chin on Mo Shao's shoulder, his voice was low and condensed.

Mo Shao's whole body froze, and after a while, he reached out and patted the young man's back, and said in a low voice, "I'll go with you."

"En." The boy nodded in satisfaction, and then kissed Mo Shao on the cheek, "Let's sneak in there."

The implication is: I will hold you in the past.

Mo Shao: =mouth=

"Why are you shy? Anyway, is there anything else on you that I haven't seen?" The young man rubbed Mo Shao's head affectionately, with a little force in his hands, he lifted him up horizontally, and strode towards the door.

The corners of Mo Shao's mouth twitched and he stuck his head into the opponent's arms, pretending to be dead, his heart furious: this kind of tone of old rascal and pervert!It's unbearable!

"I said, at least you should worry about my feelings as a light bulb, right? Ah? Are you right, Mo Xiaohei?" After watching the two "shameless" leave, the poet shook his head and sighed with emotion.

The black fur ball lying on his head opened its eyes slightly, and in the next second, swung its paws and slapped down on his bare head, "Hmph!"

That "hum" seemed to say: Who are you yelling at?

The bald sword spirit who was shaking M grinned and rubbed his head, and retorted dissatisfiedly, "Aren't Mo Shao and Mo Fan both surnamed Mo? You are covered in pitch black, and you are so small. I call you Mo." Isn't Xiao Hei very appropriate?"

The black hair ball seemed to accept his statement, closed his eyes, continued to catch up on sleep, and ignored the other party.

On the other side, Mo Zilan had just sent away Elder Mo Lan who came to "complain" to him again. Before the old angrily face disappeared from his eyes, two unexpected guests came to the study, scaring him almost from his chair. jump up.

Of course, he could only see one of them.

Looking at the black-haired boy who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, sitting opposite him without any scruples, Mo Zilan gasped in his chest and almost gave up.

"Why did you come here without saying hello?"

After confirming that the young man was his second son, Mo Zilan subconsciously revealed the expression of disdain for little Mofan. There was a flash of embarrassment in his eyes, then he cleared his throat and said with some fear, "Why are you here?"

This time, the tone was much gentler.

What kind of person is Mo Zilan himself, and how heavy is Helan Ross?Now he knows it well, and obviously also clearly realizes: their son is also not a fuel-efficient lamp!

He himself is just an ordinary person, but he can use drugs to change his appearance without leaving a trace, and he can also restore his original appearance at critical moments, and his son is still a supernatural person, and he has a mother who is extremely talented and can be called a genius... …

Therefore, he was certain that the boy must have experienced some incredible adventures before he became what he is today.

"You secretly compared our DNA." After circling the man with indifferent eyes, the boy said calmly.

If Mo Zilan had just relied on intuition and blind self-confidence in the previous meeting to determine that the young man was Mo Fan, then this time, the expression on the man's face has already explained everything, and his guess has been affirmed proof.

"Yes." Mo Zilan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, but when he saw a sarcasm smile on the young man's face, he couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, "You are my son after all! "

"You are Mo Ziqing now." The young man crossed his arms and corrected calmly.

Mo Zilan was so angry that his brows were knotted, and he looked at the other party with incredible eyes. He couldn't understand what his second son had gone through to make such a big change!Unfortunately, while he was amazed and questioned, he forgot to reflect on his own mistakes.

"What did you come to see me for?" The man asked calmly after taking a deep breath. God knows, the last thing he wants to see now is this son. They are father and son, but he is also soberly aware that this son has become Strong, but still not worthy of his dependence and dependence, only his youngest son is his hope.

"Give this to you." The young man took the rubbings of the map that he had prepared earlier from Mo Shao. This is a complete "Lost Miracle" treasure map. Although it is a replica, it has nothing to do with the real one. the difference.

Mo Zilan stared at him suspiciously for three seconds, then carefully opened the map, then widened his eyes in shock, "This, this is..."

"It's something you've always wanted." The corner of the boy's mouth slightly raised, with a mocking arc, "It's my parting gift for you."

"How did you have this thing?" Mo Zilan obviously didn't hear the second part of the sentence, his shrewd eyes stared straight at the young man, filled with suspicion and guard.

The boy shrugged needlessly, and explained very honestly, "Because everything lost from your hands is in my hands."

"You!" Mo Zilan jumped up, glaring at the young man furiously.

The young man looked straight at the man without changing his face, without any panic or fear, those clear black purple eyes seemed to have magic power, Mo Zilan sat back sullenly after being stared at by those eyes for a few seconds, Feeling that his throat was dry for a while, he asked hoarsely: "The power of attorney for SR's shares is also in your hand?"

"Yes, you, do you want to go back?" the young man asked slowly.

099 news of facial paralysis

Mo Zilan pursed his lips gloomily, his face turned from red to white, then from white to blue, and finally turned into a frightening greenish black. His slightly narrow black eyes narrowed dangerously for 2 minutes. Then he spoke.

"No, you are my son, and mine is yours."

"Including your life?" the boy asked curiously.

When Mo Shao heard this, he had the urge to cover his face.

Mo Zilan took a deep breath, and said sinisterly, "Do you want to kill your father?"

"You forgot one thing, you are Mo Ziqing now. Um, uncle?"

"!" The man gritted his teeth fiercely, forcing himself to calm down.

"I left the map, and some other things that you should pay attention to. I have written them down. When you are free, remember to look at them." He took out an electronic letter card from inside, put it on the desk, then turned around, raised his head slightly, paused for a second, then looked back at the man, and in the astonished gaze of the man, he grinned and revealed a row of neat and white teeth, "Although I don't know why you insist on staying in the Mo family, but that's not a big deal."

Mo Zilan was trembling all over from his bland mocking tone, but he still took the initiative to explain: "I need an identity."

Even if the Mohist family has fallen, it is still a local snake in the territory of Vicia City.

The city of Vicia is rich in top-quality jadeite. Although Mo Zilan is not a supernatural being, he will not let go of such a rich resource zone. Now that he has lost the shares of SR, he is just a scientific researcher without real power. Such a disadvantageous situation Now, he will naturally not give up the backing of the Mo family.But as long as the boy doesn't sell his shares publicly, who will know that his old background has been hollowed out?

"Then, please allow me to ask curiously, how does it feel to climb up on the blood of one's own elder brother?" The smile on the corner of the boy's mouth was even wider.

Mo Zilan gritted her teeth angrily, and it took a lot of effort not to growl the word "scroll".

"Goodbye, uncle." The young man curled his lips indifferently, turned around, and walked towards the window of the study, as if he suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead suddenly, and then turned to the man again with an apologetic expression, "Almost forgot to tell You said, I also gave Caesar Ross a copy of that map for, uh, self-protection."

After finishing speaking, he directly reached out to hug Mo Shao tightly, and the two jumped out of the window.

With the whistling of the wind in his ear, Mo Shao sighed softly, and stretched out his hands to rub his stiff cheeks.

Originally, he was worried that Mo Fan would suffer from Mo Zilan's side, but now it seems that his worry was for nothing.

But what is going on with this despicable, shameless, vicious, treacherous, evil and black-bellied villain's sense of sight?

"We leave here tomorrow."

After landing, the boy whispered.

Mo Shao froze for a moment, then nodded silently.

He also didn't want to stay in the Mo Family any longer. He thought that Elder Mo Lan was a pretty good person, but after all... he didn't have a deep friendship.

After Mo Fan is gone, Elder Mo Lan will probably live better, right?At least, he doesn't have to be caught between the boy and Mo Zilan.

As for the others?Mo Shao thought carefully and seriously for 2 minutes, and found out with great regret: Little Mo Fan's popularity at the beginning was really too bad!

"Mo Shao, where do you want to go?"

"I have no objection, I will listen to you."

Mo Shao responded casually, and after finishing speaking, he was a little dazed. When was the time before he and the boy, it was the latter who listened to him in everything! ! !

After the initiative is handed over, the helpless feeling that there is no hope of taking it back... makes him kind of sad.

"Well. After meeting Caesar Ross, let's go to the official website of the Mercenary Group to pick up the mission."

After Zhan Yunjue handed over the box, Caesar would definitely not let it go, no matter whether he remembered Lan Jie or not, the other party would come to him on his own initiative, because according to legend, only the direct descendants of the Mo family could open the box.

Even if it is a fake, the boy spent a lot of time designing it, and it is an inevitable fact that Caesar Ross will come to his door.

"What about Gu Tong?" After listening to the other party's plan, the poet asked without raising his head, his eyes were fixed on the light brain screen. He was competing with the black fur ball to "cut fruit". This game has a long history. The stand-alone version of the game is a test of hand speed and eyesight. The current score of Poet VS Black Hairball is 1:5...

As a top hacker, he lost so badly, it couldn't be more embarrassing!

"Why are you still thinking about her?" Mo Shao jumped out of the boy's arms, walked behind the poet and the black hair ball, just in time to see a line of GAME OVEN pop out on the screen!

After chattering for a while, the bald sword spirit handed over the light brain, and the black hair ball snorted disdainfully, swung its claws, and operated the keyboard quickly, the claws were extremely fast!

"Didn't you ask me to investigate?" The poet turned his head, looked at Mo Shao sadly, his eyes were slightly red, "By the way, I gave your family a new name."

"?"

"It's called Mo Xiaohei." The poet grinned, revealing a smug smile.

Crying and laughing, sure enough, the brain is sick.Mo Shao slandered, and was about to speak, he stretched his hands behind him, wrapping him in his arms, and the young man's joking voice came to the ear corridor: "What are you talking about?"

"The poet said that he gave Hengheng a new name, Mo Xiaohei."

"That's right." The young man nodded in agreement, which drew the poet's grateful glances. "It's like a family of three."

then--

You are a family of three, and I am a light bulb again?The poet pouted sullenly, turned his head to watch the black hairball playing with cutting fruit, and continued: "I suspect that Gu Tong was hidden in SR's base by Mo Zilan."

"Oh?" Mo Shao responded in surprise. Gu Tong has been missing for quite some time, and the chance of him being alive is really not high, but with Mo Zilan's behavior, the possibility of imprisoning him is quite high.

After all, there is a thin line between a genius and a lunatic, to put it bluntly.

Mo Zilan can even use it as an experiment for himself. If Gu Tong, a high-level supernatural being, falls into his hands, he will probably be tossed a lot.

"You want to save her?" the boy asked.

The poet was stunned for a moment, nodding and shaking his head, and finally turned to Mo Shao for help. In his opinion, no matter how the young man changes, that bad boy's heart will always favor Mo Shao.

Mo Shao shrugged meaninglessly: "Ask Xiaofan."

oh!Shao Shao!You are so weak!The poet groaned silently, then turned to the young man eagerly: "..." He didn't know how to speak, but his intuition told him that this guy wouldn't meddle in other people's business.

"Trouble." The boy spit out two words without changing his expression.The implication: do not save.

Gu Tong is Mo Ziqing's original wife. In Mo Fan's memory, that mistress has never given him a good look. In the eyes of most people in the Mo family, his existence is more like a blank sheet of paper The stain on his body, because he must be tolerated, his existence is temporarily allowed, and when the time is right, he is dealt with mercilessly.

When Mo Zilan hadn't attacked Gu Tong, she hadn't prevented him from expelling Mo Fan from Vicia City. That woman was not a kind person who could help Mo Ziqing ascend to the position of Patriarch.

Mo Fan is not a loving biological mother, Bai Lianhua. He naturally has no compassion for such a woman. If it was Elder Mo Lan who suffered, he would probably take action. As for Gu Tong?Let her and Mo Zilan bite the dog, the casualties are their own business.

What's more, even if he saves the woman, he won't get anything in return from the other party, on the contrary, he may be wiped out by the other party.

After all, he is Mo Zilan's son.Even if there is no longer any father-son friendship between them, there is no doubt about the blood relationship.No matter how stupid Mo Zilan is, as long as he has scruples, he won't attack Mo Fan easily...

Considering this series of problems, the boy simply threw out the word "trouble" and it was over.

"Okay." The poet scratched his head and felt that he should not be nosy, "Then are we going to the Western Continent? Looking for facial paralysis?"

"It depends." Helan Ross is also in the Western Continent, and he has no clear relationship with the alliance's general leftist.Thinking of this, Mo Shao felt a headache.

"You have a new short message, please check it carefully." Suddenly, a sweet notification sound came from the light brain.

The poet was startled, picked up the black hair ball, clicked on the message, and his heart was pounding.

The black hair ball drooped its eyelids, obviously dissatisfied with being interrupted before the end of cutting the fruit, and immediately swung its paws and scratched at the other party. The poet was caught several times by it, screaming in pain.

Mo Shao just took the opportunity to get closer and read the news above.

"I'm in Galanz City in the Western Continent, and I can't leave for the time being. Say hello to Mo Shao for me." It was a short message from the paralyzed face.

It's unbelievable that the guy who has never bothered to use electronic information devices can send text messages.

"Galanz City, sounds familiar." Mo Shao pondered for a few seconds, then a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, isn't that where the left leans?

100 falls

Lowes City, PM2:55

"Have you got it?" The voice was slightly surprised.

"Yes."

Zhan Yunjue handed the black and purple rectangular box forward, no trace of superfluous emotion could be seen on his face as cold as a knife and axe, at this moment he was like a pure mercenary.

Two days ago, Mo Fan and the Berserker Mercenary Group left Vicia City for a while, Yun Xi will continue to stay at the Mo family for half a month because of Mo Zilan's entrustment, Zhan Yunjue and Yunlu chose to rush to Ross Family, send the box to Caesar Ross, and end this commission started by Zuo Qingtian.

"Do you mind if I inspect the goods?" The handsome face of the young man with pale blond hair was filled with a bewitching smile, and his tone was almost joking. This was contrary to his usual style, and it also happened to show that he was in a good mood at the moment.

"Please go ahead." Zhan Yunjue's expression remained unchanged.

According to the boy, this box cannot be opened by ordinary people.The Zhan Yun Jue has not been verified, but in terms of appearance alone, it is exactly the same as the task item given to them by Caesar Ross.

Although Caesar talked about inspecting the goods, in fact, he just glanced briefly, put the things aside, and turned to look at Zhan Yunjue. Those deep blue eyes seemed calm, but they were actually extremely sharp. .

"Where is Fan?"

"he left."

Zhan Yunjue thought to himself: Xiao Fan is right, Caesar will definitely ask about his whereabouts.

Caesar nodded thoughtfully, and asked casually about some bits and pieces of content. Zhan Yun Jue had already prepared and dealt with them one by one with ease. When the two parties reached the final part of the transaction and confirmed that the commission was completed, it was already an hour later. up.

"Zhan, how about having afternoon tea together?" Before the other party left, the blond young man was very friendly and wanted to keep him.

Zhan Yunjue's lips were tightly pursed, and the line of his lips was firm and indifferent. At this moment, his tall, straight and muscular body became stiff for a moment. If possible, he did not want Kuang Zhan to have any contact with the Ross family.

Of course, this is just his wishful thinking, after all... for a long, long time in the future, he will have to face someone from the Ross family.

"No need."

Zhan Yunjue almost rudely refused, and did not mention the two blue flame beasts.

"Oh, that's a pity."

The smile on Caesar Ross's face was indifferent and alienated, obviously without any regret.

After falling twice in a pit, I have to learn how to behave.If Zhan Yunjue didn't understand this truth, he wouldn't be able to lead the former mad war to glory.However, it is not so easy to fall from the clouds to the bottom of the valley and climb up again.

For Caesar Ross, the Berserker Mercenary Corps was already tempted by this knife, it was no longer useful, and it should be disposed of. After all, the thing was obtained, and the fewer people who knew the secret, the better.

But his father, Carlo Ross, told him to show mercy.

Old Rose knew the true identity of Van Lantis, and his conscience that had been eaten away in the early years miraculously showed some signs of fraud, did he feel guilty?The blond young man stood in front of the balcony, watching Zhan Yunjue and Yunlu's gradually leaving figures from afar, with a mocking arc slowly drawn from the corner of his mouth.

"Helan, if you knew...would you find it ridiculous?"

Lingyun City, PM5: 25

"I remember that one who promised me over and over again that he could fly an aircraft!" The black-haired sword spirit walked out of the aircraft that unfortunately fell, looking at the "scrap iron" that was billowing in smoke and might explode at any time with lingering fear .

"It was really not my fault just now!" The bald sword spirit tried to quibble, he did watch Yunlu operate this type of machine, and also learned more systematic information, but the problem is——

"Our son was naughty just now." The black-haired boy was the last to land, holding a corpse-like black fur ball in his hand.

How can such a restless pet jump left and right in the driver's seat, and finally get into a ball with the driver?

"Yes! That's it!" The poet looked at the young man gratefully, but unfortunately the other party didn't notice it at all.

Mo Shao let out a long breath. The aircraft behind him that could go into the recycle bin was the first time the three of them had spent money to buy it. It was scrapped after less than half a day of use!

Is this God's will? !

Even God thinks that it is more appropriate for them to just take the sheep by hand?

"Where is this place?" Mo Shao looked back and forth, and found that the surroundings were barren, and the sky and the earth were the same color, and the cold wind howled.

The boy took out the optical brain, turned on the positioning system, and quickly got the answer: "The energy stone mining base in Lingyun City."

Lingyun City?Mo Shao squinted his eyes, was stunned for three seconds, and finally realized: Isn't Lingyun City the private and exclusive city of the Ling family, one of the four great nobles in the Eastern Continent?

"When we fell..."

"The alarm system of the Ling family should have been triggered." The boy continued calmly, "Private exclusive area, outsiders are not allowed to trespass, those who violate the order..."

"Cut?" the poet asked back in horror.

Mo Shao gave him a speechless look, and corrected him: "It's just being expelled."

Anyway, it’s not a big deal, once you’re a stranger and you’re familiar with it, just get used to it? =mouth=

The poet flattened his mouth, glared sullenly at the black fur ball squatting on the ground shaking its fur, and made a mouthful: It's all you!

The black hair ball glanced at him with incomparable contempt, turned his head, and turned his butt to the bald sword spirit.

"At this time, it's almost time for Caesar Ross to leave." The boy said suddenly.

Mo Shao was about to clean up the scrapped aircraft. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help being stunned. After bidding farewell to Zhan Yunjue and the other three, the two parties tacitly disconnected.

At this moment, Caesar should have gotten the box from Zhan Yunjue, but he couldn't open it.

The seal set by the young man himself, except himself, can only be opened by a supernatural being above the middle stage of the sky rank. If Caesar wants the things in the box, no matter whether he believes it is something from the Mo family, he must Came to Mo Fan, but——

"Lingyun City is a bit far from Luo Yinsi City."

So for a while, Caesar couldn't come to them.

"What should I do with this pile of rubbish?" Seeing that the black hairball ignored him, the poet turned around boredly, staring at the pile of white smoke, feeling distressed, a lot of contribution points... It's just like a clatter Like running water, gone forever.

"You stand back."

Mo Shao also felt that the money was spent extremely unjustly, especially since the seller had repeatedly stated in advance: human-caused failures are not covered by the warranty terms!

"It's about to explode." The boy closed the optical brain, stared at the wisp of white smoke with a strange expression, then grabbed Mo Shao and quickly retreated.

Almost at the same time, a huge explosion sounded, and thick white smoke shot up into the sky in an instant, forming a big mushroom cloud, and the flames under the cloud were dazzling.

"Where's the poet?" Mo Shao was carefully protected in the arms of the young man, not even a single strand of hair was messed up. When he raised his head, his first reaction was to look back. Not surprisingly, he saw the scorched body that couldn't be dodged in time. something suspicious.

"Didn't it mean that the sword spirit is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire? Why is this so? Hey, hey..."

"Hmph!" Surprisingly, the black fur ball, which was also in the center of the explosion, was completely intact.

Looking at the poet whose whole body was pitch-black except for the teeth and the whites of the eyes, Mo Shao laughed unkindly.

"I'm going to hack the official website of this store! I'm going to complain!"

It is said that those who call themselves Lao Tzu are all shou!

Mo Shao opened his mouth and decided not to remind the other party.

"Bouncing, jumping and roaring, it looks like it's all right." The young man glanced coolly at the irritable bald sword spirit, and turned around without conscience.

There was such a commotion that the Ling family's guards were indeed killed.

It took only 3 minutes from the sound of the explosion to the arrival of the other party. Of course, if Mo Shao and the others decided to run away, they would not be unable to escape.

However, they need to get a new aircraft.

The guards of the Ling family wore uniforms of red and gray, with guns around their waists and high-top boots on their feet. They drove a medium-sized glider in groups of two. After landing, the sound of their footsteps was orderly and shocking.

"Who are you, why did you break into Lingyun City?"

The leader of the team was an ordinary-looking young man, about 25 or six years old, tall and lean, with a brown-haired youth with condensed eyes.

Mo Shao looked intently: "At the beginning of the heavenly stage, a person with supernatural powers of the gold system."

This is the difference between a noble and a declining family. The former picks out a captain of the guard at random, and they are all heaven-level supernatural beings, while the latter can treat mysterious-level supernatural powers as treasures.

The power gap and status disparity are so cruel in the face of reality.

"I'm just a passer-by. I happened to be passing by. The aircraft broke down and exploded just now." The young man spoke unhurriedly, without suppressing too much spiritual power.

In the eyes of the other party, the black-haired boy who broke in suddenly had a too pretty face, looked harmless, but possessed the strength of the earth, if someone sent him here on purpose?

"Take it back." The team leader gave a low voice.

Mo Shao's eyebrows twitched slightly, after thinking for a while, he said to the young man, "Follow him."