MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 727 Mozong (thanks to the seven-sued hall master for the reward~)

   Whether it is ordinary people or awakened people who have limited understanding of Yuanjiu, most of them exclaimed in shock after seeing Yang Xiaoqian's true strength, but the members of the three teams of Dawning Squad, Judgment Squad and Hunting Squad are different.

Although President Yang usually sits in the rear, and rarely goes into battle unless necessary—this is a necessary precaution, the real battlefield is changing rapidly, how could it be like what is written in the knight novel, the main general will always charge in front— But in fact, from the Anti-Japanese War in Yuanjiang to the defense of Nandu, President Yang took a lot of shots. As senior awakeners who have experienced every battle, they have a far better understanding of President Yang than outsiders. Superb strength is commonplace.

Dawning Captain Hu Wenchao and Judgment Captain Wan Jie wanted to follow the live broadcast to organize a wave of posing, but the shooting equipment was damaged by the EMP, so they could only stare at it. No text.

It is foreseeable that after tonight, there will be many people who want to flatter President Yang. If they can line up from Nandu to Shangjing and then back to Nandu, there is no shortage of them. Instead of blowing in this place where there is no audience but monsters President Yang, why don't you think about how to cooperate with the rescue team sent by the command center and withdraw to the base.

However, the Chaosheng Squad is different from these veteran teams. The students of the Chaosheng Academy, such as Yang Dong and Shanyun, do not have as much experience as their predecessors. They only saw that President Yang made a move in the defense of Nandu, although in "General Dawn" There is a large-scale description of President Yang in the book "To", but the words in the book are very different from the pictures in front of you. You can see President Yang pressing down on Shuanglong, and the "unseen" group of Chaosheng Squad. The students danced and shouted with excitement.

   "President Yang, he is so strong, handsome, and Su!" Shan Yun changed her attitude and looked in the direction of the stadium like a little fan girl chasing stars, her eyes glowing, as if small stars were shining.

  Yang Dong savoured the extremely strange and complicated taste in his heart, and smiled bitterly: "President Yang's strength and handsomeness are recognized, but what's the matter with your good Su? What kind of adjective is this?"

   "Adjectives that have nothing to do with you." Shan Yun didn't even look at Yang Dong, which made him extremely embarrassed.

   In order to find a way for Yang Dong to go down, Huo Lu changed the subject with a smile: "President Yang is indeed a legend, but he is a little younger, otherwise I would be chasing stars like you."

Huo Lu didn't know, no matter how good or bad her intentions were, as long as she dared to say that Shan Yun's idol was a tiger's whisker, she would be mad at her, and Shan Yun immediately exploded after hearing her words: "Well, you are old, so you like age. Bigger, isn't it, Instructor Qian?"

  Chandler laughed without saying a word, Huo Lu's face was red and white, she stomped her feet, turned her head angrily and stopped talking.

   "If only I could be as strong as President Yang in the future." Doudou said with a look of longing, "I really want to be as powerful as President Yang."

  Yang Dong patted Doudou's head dotingly and said with a smile, "Wait until you grow up."

   "How old do you want to be, brother Yang Dong? Is one meter eight big enough?" Doudou asked innocently.

  Yang Dong smiled but didn't answer, thinking that even 8 meters long is not enough, some great people are destined to lead the times and watch the world. Ordinary people will never be able to reach their heights. It's just that when you grow up, you won't have such a naive idea.

   "Okay, pay attention, don't gossip." Chandler stopped a few students from discussing, "The command center has sent a rescue team, get ready to retreat! Huh? Yang Dong?"

   When his eyes swept across Yang Dong's face, he happened to see Yang Dong's expression change drastically, Chandler's heart sank, and he felt bad.

   "Qian, Instructor Qian, over there, over there... the crack over there!" Yang Dong stammered, showing a rare look of bewilderment.

  Chandler and the other team members looked in the direction Yang Dong pointed, and then invariably opened their eyes to the widest and the pupils to the smallest.

  ………………

   A puff of dust rolled up in the dry desert behind him, and the pursuers were getting closer.

   "My Mohism has been passed down for thousands of years and has been honored from generation to generation, but I didn't expect it to end like this."

   In the fleeing queue, a young man who was supported by everyone like the stars and the moon stopped his mount. He shook off the thick layer of dust on his wide sleeves, and the intricate runes on the sleeves lit up.

   "Instead of fleeing in a panic and ruining the reputation of my Mo family for thousands of years, it is better to make a break with that dog emperor's minions here! If you want to destroy my Mo family, we have to see if they have such a good mouth!"

   Before he finished speaking, the young man's figure rose into the air, and twenty-eight radiant silver mirrors floated up, staying behind him and floating uncertainly.

"Mozong!" An old man with white hair and beard stood up and crossed a distance of ten feet in one step. When he came under the boy, he knelt on his knees and begged bitterly: "No, Mozong! Young master, as long as you are still there, the fire of the Mo family will still be there. Emperor Ming can destroy my Mo family clan and harm my Mo family descendants, but I must not let him break my Mo family inheritance. When the time comes, ask me to help you keep our clan’s inheritance at all costs, Mozong, you are our clan’s inheritance, take these young children and go! Let us, the dying people, cut off for you!”

   Mozong's expression moved slightly, and he sighed: "The world is so big, where can I go?"

"Go to another world! Emperor Ming's lackeys won't chase after another world, Mozong, take the children of the Mo family to another world to carry forward my Mo family inheritance!" There was a 30-meter-high fissure suspended in mid-air, and behind the fissure appeared a strange and inconceivable world.

Mozong was still hesitating, the old man burst into tears and shouted with all his might: "Mozong! The inheritance of the Mo family cannot be cut off! Without you, what would these children do if they went to another world? They do not have the qualifications to become the next generation of Mozong, nor do they have the inheritance. The skills of the Mo family! Do you want to be the last generation of the Mo family of the Mo family! Do you want to bury the thousand-year-old inheritance of the Mo family with your own hands!"

Mozong finally changed his mind. He gave the old man a deep look, then raised his hand and waved his sleeve robe. The twenty-eight silver mirrors were retracted into his sleeves. On the seat, there were only a dozen teenagers or young children, crying.

  Behind the frame, in the dust, dozens of figures rose from the ground and flew in the opposite direction.

   "Meet the enemy!"

The    order spread throughout the wilderness, and the army froze into ice like flowing water, solidifying in place. Hundreds of thousands of vessels engraved with runes moved in the array, as if a real murderous aura condensed above the army formation, blowing away the flying dust.

"Ha ha ha ha."

   The old man who knelt down to persuade just now took the lead and rushed into the army formation, like a pebble submerged in a river.

   "If you want to destroy my Mo family, you have to see if you have such a good mouth!"