The Stone Refiner

Leader Ming continued, "This kind of method of extermination is the consistent style of City Lord Yu Ke. If he really did it, I'm afraid it's not for the quota, but to attack our backbone."

On Yuan Juntang's usually indifferent face, there was a hint of deep thought.

Master Ming showed a stern expression on his face, "If it wasn't for him, the person behind it would be punishable."

Yuan Juntang agreed very much, "Master, we have to dig out this cancer."

Leader Ming nodded, "But there is no clue about this matter. The only thing we know so far is that Mo Quang's good 'son' has a lot to do with this group of people."

"I'll go to Mingjia again." Yuan Juntang got up.

Master Ming made a calm gesture to her, "What can that idiot Mo Jihui know, that is, he will believe that a gloomy and self-closing mute will change his personality drastically and figure out a high-attack stone armor by himself."

Obviously, the "stupid" Mo Jihui concealed a lot of things when explaining the "facts" to the Holy Church, including that joke-like hiring.After all, this is a taint in his life, so he naturally doesn't want to mention it to anyone, not to mention that City Lord Yu Ke is involved, and Mo Quang doesn't want to get involved.

"Maybe we can start from the line of people Mo Huaishuang made friends with in Ming Potassium College."

Master Ming nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, I think of it together. It is because Mo Huaishuang has a good relationship with the youngest son of the Liang family that I finally determined that this person has bad intentions for the Holy Church."

Yuan Juntang paused, and said, "I just don't know what role his same-sex lover played in this matter."

When the word "same-sex lover" was mentioned, obvious contempt flashed across her face.

"It's not certain. Although when Mo Huaishuang was fleeing from Mingjia, the head of Jiubo was picking out gifts for him in "Qihuo", and he choked on us because of the video afterwards. It seems that there is no doubt , but it’s better to be cautious.”

Yuan Juntang snorted mockingly through his nose, "That's just a fool who thinks nothing of himself."

Master Ming smiled, "If you don't like it, just let someone kill you."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with being careful." Yuan Juntang tactfully agreed with Master's proposal, and after she finished speaking, she changed the subject, "Master, we can no longer just sit around and wait for death on that fake massacre incident, we should thoroughly announce it. Huai Shuang's conspiracy."

Master Ming pondered for a while, "This involves the question of whether this person is An Zu, which is a tricky matter."

After technical appraisal by professionals, the video is true from beginning to end, but the fact that so many people saw it with their own eyes cannot be faked.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there must be something in the hands of that force that can change the color of blood, or hide An Zu's identity, or change the identity of a human being.

If it's the former, it's just letting Anzu hide deeper, which is all right for them, but if it's the latter... I'm afraid that if it's not handled properly, it will cause great turmoil.

It's a pity that the reporter whose guess could be verified died on the day of the accident, which also made them very passive now.

After the holy religion in the city tried their best to dig out the truth, Mo Huai in Fanlin City enjoyed a delicious meal, and dialed Liangyu's communicator with an encrypted line.

"Hello." A weak voice came.

Mo Huaishuang was stunned, "Little fish? Are you still in good health?"

Liang Yu was obviously taken aback when he heard this voice, and two seconds later, he let out an energetic howl, wishing he could crawl along the line and bite Mo Huaishuang, "I thought you were dead when I saw that video, don't you know Know?!! Do you have a conscience!! My eyes are almost blind from crying!! I haven’t eaten snacks for ten days!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Mo Huaishuang kept the communicator away from his ears, raised the corners of his mouth, and was in a happy mood. His younger brother should look like this full of energy.

"Speak, speak! How will you compensate me!"

"Hey, wait for the limelight to pass and treat you to something good."

Liang Yu pursed her lips, turned her head, "Cut, rare!"

"Hey, I apologize. I was at fault for this, but it was a last resort." Seeing that the food offensive was ineffective, Mo Huaishuang immediately lowered his head and made a small effort.

Liang Yu said in a smooth manner, pretending to be mature: "I also know, after all, there are so many bad guys who want to harm you, do you want it?"

"It's okay. Is it someone else who didn't see the bad luck?"

"But being bitten by a seventh-level unicorn is no fun! I haven't seen it so close to the neck. It bit the wrong place. What if it bites right?!"

Mo Huaishuang smiled faintly, without retorting, and felt warm in his heart.

After Liang Yu loudly taught this ignorant person, he pretended not to care and said, "Also, thank you for this incident. Although my father didn't say anything, I know that your husband must have done his best."

Mo Huaishuang choked, glanced at Yan Shaobai who was watching the news, and calmly denied, "You turned our relationship upside down."

Yan Shaobo's ear strength was amazing, the corners of his mouth turned up quietly, and he decided to practice the relationship between the upper and lower sides again at night.

"Cut, be stubborn! If you have the ability, you can say it in front of Yan Shaobai."

Mo Huai Shuangyou continued to flirt with him recklessly.

Liang Yu lay in bed for half a month, and was gloomy for ten days. This time, he managed to catch his good friend and talk about it endlessly.From the embarrassment of the holy religion to the gossip of the Mo family, such as Mo Quang's madness, and Mo Jihui's nephew who was living outside took the opportunity to cooperate with others to force the palace...

Mo Huaishuang smiled lightly and didn't take it seriously, but it's only been a month, these grievances and hatreds seem to have turned into dust on a glass plate, and no traces are left after a light sweep.Sure enough, the mood is different, and the mentality of looking at things is different. In his eyes, Mo Jihui no longer has the qualifications to be called an enemy.

Liang Yu talked for an hour, and finally hung up the communicator reluctantly because his mouth muscles were too much to bear.

Mo Huaishuang sat next to Yan Shaobai and asked about the specific situation of Liang's family. Yan Shaobai called out two contracts and told the story with a little cut.

When he heard that his stone armor instantly killed the eighth-level fighter of the Holy Cult, Mo Huai rubbed his nose, hammered Yan Shaobai, and laughed.

This life-and-death escape gave Mo Huaishuang a deep understanding of the bloody violence in this world, and he forced himself to change his mentality to accept the rules of the world, and at the same time learned to look down on life on the battlefield.

However, this process is not easy. In the first few nights before recovering the memory, I had nightmares every night. If Yan Shaobai was not there to comfort and support me, my life would have been even more difficult.

Mo Huaishuang was naturally happy to be able to deflate the Holy Cult so easily, but there was still a tricky thing to consider, "What did Yu Kena say?"

"Except for sending people out to search around, there was no other action."

"What do you think he thinks? That's an eighth-level fighter, not a first-level unicorn."

"I don't know, let's take it one step at a time in the future."

Having said that, Mo Huaishuang's heart was still as heavy as a stone.

When entering the land of nothingness at night, looking at the golden source talisman hanging in the air, Mo Huaishuang had an idea in his heart.

For the next two days, Mo Huaishuang did not draw a single source map, until he thought that his physical condition was at its best, and locked himself in the study.

Carefully taking out the eighth-level refining stone pen, Mo Huaishuang placed the first stroke of the Golden Origin Talisman on the Jiayuan Stone.

Yes, after seeing the golden origin talisman full of profound meaning at night, he decided to draw this talisman on the Jiayuan stone. He didn't know what the consequences of his abrupt decision would be, but City Lord Yu Ke's high-end The dangling sword of Damoris made him determined to do so.

The first line was drawn very smoothly, and Mo Huaishuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But when Mo Huai Shuanghua reached the 150th and eighth strokes, his heart twitched, and then there was a feeling of passing in his body haunting him.

When this happened, Mo Huaishuang had to stop writing, and the moment he put down the pen, his eyes went dark, and his whole body became dizzy, just like when he had overdrawn the water source map when he lost his spiritual town.

Because of this comparison, Mo Huaishuang had a new understanding of the Jinyuan Talisman. It is not impossible to draw this talisman, but the eighth-level refining stone pen obviously cannot reach the level of completely drawing this talisman.

Thinking of the unknown things leaking from his body, he had a bold idea.

Mo Huaishuang's spirit suddenly became excited, and before his body recovered, he dialed the Zong frequency communication and asked him to meet him at the electronic board production factory.

After entering Jiubo's underground laboratory, Mo Huai came straight to the point, "How is the result of my blood research?"

"All the Anzus are fascinated by your genes. As for the others," Zong Pin coughed pointedly, "After all, the research time is relatively short, and everyone can't come up with an effective solution for a while."

The implication is: I can't solve your aphrodisiac problem.

Mo Huai, who was still transparent, blushed. He overcame the embarrassment and said, "I didn't mean that. I just wanted to ask if there is a way to extract the will of a ninth-level unicorn from my blood?"

Zong Pin was taken aback, "What did you say?"

When it came to business, Mo Huaishuang looked serious, "This is my personal opinion. Since I have the gene of a ninth-level unicorn in my body, there must be something similar to the ninth-level unicorn in my blood. Maybe it can be extracted. The will of a ninth-level unicorn."

His inspiration comes from the cultivation culture of the earth. Just when some unknown things were pulled out of his body, he suddenly regarded the will of the unicorn as spiritual power from the perspective of cultivation. What is extracted is very clear.Level [-] is not enough will, so level [-] is on top.

Therefore, the will of a ninth-level unicorn must be extracted from his blood!

Zong Pin was shocked by Mo Huaishuang's bold imagination. He looked at Mo Huaishuang's serious face in a daze. In the end, he had to admit that this man was not joking, he really wanted to use his own to refine the will of the ninth-level unicorn.

Zong Pin beat his heart. Although he really wanted to praise this refined imagination, the fact is that he had to pour cold water on Mo Huai Shuang, "A long time ago, an eighth-level Anzu proposed this theory, But it turns out it doesn’t work.”

Mo Huaishuang was so full of enthusiasm that his heart was chilled. He frowned and recalled his feelings at that time, and finally looked at Zongpin unwillingly, "Perhaps the ninth level is different."