2/1 god domain

The setting sun is near dusk, the sky is burning with clouds, and the wind blowing on the face is warm, which makes people feel more comfortable.

But for the poet who has already run twenty laps around the lake, he is about to throw up!

"Mo Shao, I was wrong! I was wrong! Hey, hey, hey... I really can't run anymore!"

"Too much nonsense, add two laps, don't be lazy!"

Without raising his head, Mo Shao sat on the white seat by the lake, holding the "Detailed Atlas of Famous Swords in Lingyun City" in his hand, and casually flipped through the pages.

The Famous Sword Conference is one of the biggest festivals in Lingyun City every year. On this day, the Ling family will display all kinds of weapons suitable for people with supernatural abilities collected in the exhibition hall in the city center.

"Hey...you are so cruel! It's obviously not my fault, you are too unrestrained..." The poet stopped panting, put his hands on his knees, and did not forget to defend himself.

"Tsk, if you still have the strength to talk nonsense, let's add another five laps. Mo Xiaohei, supervise him to finish the run." Mo Shao finally raised his head mercifully, gave him a lazily glance, and pulled a twitch from the corner of his mouth. smile.

"Hmph!" The black fur ball frantically waved its little paw on the poet's head triumphantly.

It wasn't that Mo Shao wanted to torment the poet on purpose, but that guy was too lazy, no one urged him to force him, so he refused to move.

After leaving the Sword Spirit Hall, Mo Shao's current cultivation base is close to a catastrophe, and the news from the paralyzed face also shows that he has just broken through the ground level, while the poet is still walking on the spot.

In the early stages of Xuanjie, there is nothing to be ashamed of. The problem is that the guy’s physical strength is too weak. He is probably like most nerds.

"It's only good for you to move more, lest you be rejected by the master after you recognize the master in the future."

Mo Shao muttered a few words, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, he continued to focus on the map in his hand.

The Famous Sword Conference lasts for three days, the first day is a weapon exhibition, the second day is an exchange of masters, and the third day is a secret transaction.Of course, this is Mo Shao's personal summary, and the official statements are more detailed and beautified.In fact, there is no difference in general meaning.

During the exhibition period, Lingyun City is open to the outside world, but only guests with invitation letters can enter smoothly.

Mo Shao pondered, if there were no accidents, Caesar Rose might also appear.

Among the four great nobles, the Ross family and the Donner family are hostile, but the Ling family has always maintained neutrality, neither pleasing nor offending.

This is an opportunity.

The "lost miracle" in their hands can take advantage of this god-given opportunity to sneak out.

At that time, the entire Eastern Continent will be in a rush to find the Holy Grail, and they can just fish in troubled waters.

As for the master exchange on the second day, simply put, it is a martial arts competition. It is not easy to grasp the speed of the exchange between supernatural beings. If the Ross family unfortunately meets the Donner family Well, I guess it's either you or me.

The last secret transaction refers to the fact that after the weapon at the Famous Sword Conference is chosen, whoever has the strongest financial strength and the most money in his pocket will successfully get the weapon, but this kind of transaction is not on the bright side Yes, only the supernatural beings who have demonstrated a certain strength and been recognized by everyone in the master exchange session are eligible to participate in the fair.

In fact, according to Mo Shao's thinking, this matter can be done simply.

If Mo Fan likes something, he can go directly to "get it".

However, if he took it like this, he might be chased and killed by the people of Lingyun City, so in order to save unnecessary troubles, if the young man finally got the weapon, he would probably have to rely on his strength to fight.

With the relationship between Ling Zheyun and Mo Fan who are now "in collusion", this matter shouldn't be too difficult.

But when he thought of using Ling Zheyun's relationship, Mo Shao felt uncomfortable in his heart.

"Shao Shao, I'm done running, err..."

With a snap, there was an additional "corpse" in front of Mo Shao, and the black hair ball squatted on the bald sword spirit and scratched its neck.

"Look, it's only been a few laps, and you're so tired that you're lying down. What can you do?" Mo Shao shook his head helplessly, with a rather sad tone.

The poet raised his head with difficulty, and his pitiful and cruel little partner: "I am a skilled worker..."

When you need to do something on weekdays, you don't need him to fight in person, right?

"When we meet Bai Yuan, he won't beat you up just because you are a technician." Mo Shao shook his head disapprovingly.

When facing other supernatural beings, as long as he and Mo Fan are around, the poet can watch the fun from the sidelines, but what if the opponent is Bai Yuan?

He had to prepare in advance.

"Then, then, don't I want to..." The poet widened his eyes in horror.

Mo Shao looked at him with pity on his face, and nodded: "Yes, from tomorrow onwards, keep moving every day, I will make a schedule for you later, ah, there are still [-] push-ups today, come on! , Sao Nian."

"Twenty?"

"Yes." Mo Shao smiled brightly, his teeth were white and shiny, "For the sake of your breath, I'll give you a special discount."

The implication: don't be ignorant of good and evil.

The poet opened his mouth and began to babble, and before the tears fell, he was hit by the other party.

"It's not a little girl, you are a woolen yarn."

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..." now, isn't she crying with momentum?

Mo Shao: "..." Turning his head silently, he looked away, he was really worried that if he faced that crying face again, he couldn't help but slap him like a pig's head.

When teaching Xiao Mofan back then, well, he didn’t need to worry about anything, but now——

Looking at his little friend with a fragile heart, Mo Shao closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. In this world, Mo Fan is unique, and the poet is also a family without a semicolon, but after careful investigation, neither of them can make you worry .

"Shaoshao, where is your Xiaofan?" After wailing for a while, he found that crying was useless. The other party didn't like this at all, and the poet himself felt bored. I can't take it easy, so I take the initiative to find topics to strike up a conversation with.

Shao Shao?Mo Shao frowned slightly, and didn't bother to correct him, stroked his chin with one hand, thoughtfully: "Probably be with Ling Zheyun."

"You just finished rolling the bed sheets, and he went to find Ling Zheyun's little rascal?" The poet opened his mouth in horror.

Mo Shao stared coldly at a certain one who spoke freely: "..."

To be precise, it was Ling Zheyun who came to talk to Mo Fan about the entrustment.

But he took advantage of that gap and slipped out directly, looking for "trouble" with the poet.

"Hamlet is a tragedy." Mo Shao said suddenly after being silent for two seconds.

The poet sank down with his arms trembling, and the black hair ball happened to jump on his lower back, bouncing and bouncing, making his whole body go wrong.

"Are you talking about people, or stories?"

"Same."

Mo Shao put the map in his hand on his lap, propped the back of his head with both hands, and said in a soft and cold voice, "Ling Zheyun is also a tragedy. The first person Fang Qi fell in love with was Ling Wufeng, but under pressure, she married Ling Wufeng. Ling Wuyun, after giving birth to Ling Zheyun, the husband and wife look far apart..."

At that time, Ling Wufeng's original wife was still alive, and the Ling family followed the legacy of their ancestors, not to divorce easily, so Fang Qi had no chance to marry Ling Wufeng, but at that time, Ling Wuyun fell in love with her at first sight.

Fang Qi was born in an ordinary family, although she is a supernatural being, but in front of the four nobles, if she wants to resist, it is a complete joke.

So in the end, she concealed her inner resistance and married Ling Wuyun.

Three years ago, Ling Wuyun died unexpectedly, and Ling Wufeng became the head of the Ling family. Fang Qi was sad on the surface, but secretly colluded with Ling Wufeng.

"It is precisely because Ling Zheyun witnessed Fang Qi and Ling Wufeng's affair that he became suspicious of Ling Wuyun's determination."

"But I see his attitude towards Ling Ling...it's kind of like that." It was like a competent elder brother treating his wayward younger sister, tolerant and generous, completely speechless.

Mo Shao turned his head leisurely, looked at the poet who suddenly froze on the spot and didn't continue to move: "Don't be lazy."

The poet said "oh oh" twice, and continued to do push-ups.

"Ling Wufeng's eldest son is an ordinary person. So before Ling Wuyun passed away three years ago, the original head of the Ling family deliberately passed the position to Ling Zheyun's father, not his uncle."

Ling Zheyun has shown great talent and potential in supernatural powers since he was a child, and he was completely cultivated as the hope of the family's future. The education he received naturally included how to identify and win over people's hearts. In addition to abilities, superiors must also You must have perseverance and endurance, be able to survive in adversity, go upstream, sharpen your sword in a year, and be ready to tell the story.

"Actually, no matter whether Ling Wuyun's death is related to Ling Wufeng or not, Ling Zheyun will let his uncle take the blame." Only in this way can he obtain Lingyun City smoothly.Otherwise, after Ling Wufeng, the position of the head of the Ling family's servants may fall to Ling Ling.

"Shaoshao, what does Ling Zheyun want Xiaofan to do?" the poet asked out of breath, his main concern was how he could help at that time.

Mo Shao pursed his lips, shook his head slightly, and only took out a box of orange juice-flavored nutrient solution from the interspatial ring and handed it over: "He wants to borrow the hands of the Berserker Mercenary Group to announce the 'truth'."

Van Lantis, member of the No. 004 member of the Berserker Mercenary Group, is good at: physical skills, fire abilities, and hacking techniques.

It should be the last item that Ling Zheyun took a fancy to.

only--

"Since when did you secretly teach Xiaofan these things?"

"Ah?" The poet finally finished his push-ups, lying on the ground with half of his face facing Mo Shao, "He taught himself, I didn't teach much."