MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 2 forced palace

  Chapter 2 Forced palace

   "Sun thief, I am your ancestor!"

  As soon as these words came out, don't be frivolous and furious, am I not miserable enough? How could a wandering soul humiliate itself like this!

   Immediately, the dandyism broke out: "Are you looking for death? How dare you insult me ​​like this?!"

  Mo Fan smiled calmly: "I am already dead? What can you do with me?"

  Mo Qingkuang was extremely angry, trying to manipulate his body to attack Mo Fan, but found that his body was weak and pitiful.

  A gust of wind blew through the gap in the window, his thin soul body was faltering and almost dissipated immediately.

   "Can you memorize the genealogy?" Mo Fan looked at Mo Qingkuang calmly, "My name is Mo Fan."

  When Mo frivolously heard this, shocking waves set off in his heart, Mo Fan! The Martial Emperor powerhouse hundreds of years ago, the top figure in the Profound Sky Empire, was also the ancestor of their Mo family, the first head of the family, and the ancestor of the Mo family in Tiannan City.

   "You...you are the ancestor Mo Fan? Isn't the ancestor Mo Fan dead for hundreds of years?" Mo frivolously expressed disbelief.

   "Yes." Mo Fan nodded.

  Mo Qingkuang stared at Mo Fan closely for a long time, sighed: "Yes, that's right. Regardless of whether you are Mo Fan's ancestor or not, I am dead now, so what's the point?"

  Yeah, they are all dead, so what about grandparents and grandchildren?

   "Crazy-"

  At this moment, Mo Shan beside the bed let out a mournful cry, spouting a large mouthful of blood, his face flushed, and the hatred in his eyes was solidified.

  His wife died young, and Mo Qingkuang is his only son. He has placed high hopes on him since he was a child, and has always pampered and pampered him.

  But I don’t want to ask the white-haired person to send the black-haired person if I make a mistake! The Mo family, his lineage, is about to die out.

  Under the rage, the powerful aura was fully released, and the doctors and servants beside the bed were blown away one after another, and they quickly got up and prostrated themselves on the ground: "My condolences to the Patriarch."

   "Sorrow? Why should I mourn? How can I mourn? Lin Yang's little beast is not dead, and my son's vengeance has not been avenged. Why should I mourn?" Mo Shan roared in grief.

   "Come on, gather the masters of the clan, and I will personally lead the team to kill Lin Yang's little beast to avenge the madman!" Mo Shan strode out of Mo's frivolous room and announced.

   "Patriarch, the Eldest Young Master has passed away, please mourn the Patriarch. We understand the grief of the Patriarch, and we feel very sorry for the misfortune of the Eldest Young Master." Mo Hai, the eldest elder of the Mo family, saluted.

"However, Lin Yang is now a disciple of Yuan Jianzong. Yuan Jianzong is dissatisfied with the young master's forced death by taking banned drugs. However, Nianzai did not pursue the misfortune of the young master. He just took back his promise to the young master. Now the master is going to Attacking and killing Lin Yang will definitely offend Yuan Jianzong again, and my Mo family may encounter catastrophe by then!"

  Another person beside Mo Hai also said: "Yes, Patriarch, don't bet on the fate of the family to avenge one person!"

  Mo Hai, this person, Mo Fan, also has an impression of him, and he only touched a few strokes.

  Mo Hai is Mo Shan's cousin, and now he is the great elder of the Mo family, his cultivation level is comparable to that of Mo Shan. Back then, Mo Shan was also an important competitor for the position of Patriarch. If it wasn't for Mo Qingkuang's young age and terrifying talent, he would overwhelm everyone in the younger generation of the Mo family, who would be the Patriarch now is still unknown.

   "Hmph, if the madman doesn't take revenge, I'll be a father in vain! I've made up my mind, so I don't need to persuade you anymore!" Mo Shan waved his hand and looked around coldly, as if someone was stopping someone from dying.

  Mo frivolously in the void saw his father acting like this, felt sad from his heart, a sourness welled up in his eyes, but he couldn't shed tears no matter what.

  Only choked up "Father, Father" in the air, deeply regretting my misbehavior over the years.

  If you can cultivate yourself, don't rely on your talent to act arbitrarily, and work hard. It will not make the father who has always loved himself end up in the tragic situation of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

  He stared fiercely at Mo Hai, who had fallen into trouble at this time, wishing he could cut him into pieces and turn his bones into ashes!

Silent for a long time, Mo Hai said: "Patriarch, if you insist on going your own way, my younger brother will not be able to stop you. I am afraid that the elders will not be able to support you. What's more, there are so many masters in Yuanjianzong. If the Patriarch makes any mistakes, I will Where will the Mo family go in the future? Now that the young master is dead and the position of the young patriarch is vacant, I would like to pass Qingfeng into the line of the patriarch and succeed the young patriarch. From then on, I will do my best to help the patriarch avenge her!"

   As he spoke, Mo Hai also pretended to be thinking about the overall situation and reluctantly parting ways.

  Mo Qingfeng is the son of Mo Hai, a Xuan-level root bone, and now he is also a seventh-rank warrior, and he is the first member of the Mo family besides Mo Qingkuang.

  The elders in Mo Haikou are the fathers and uncles of Mo Shan's generation, and they hardly care about family affairs. Mo Shan's father, who was also the previous head of the family, had traveled abroad and never returned. Now the Supreme Elders Group is Mo Hai's father who has the most say.

  Mo Shan looked at Mo Hai indifferently, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

   After a long while, he stopped, panting heavily, and said contemptuously, "Mo Hai, seeing that I, Mo Shan, have no family, are you just so impatient to usurp the throne?"

  Mo Hai hurriedly said that he didn't dare, but the expression on his face didn't show much respect.

   But whoever was present didn't know that Mo Qingfeng was Mo Hai's parent and son, and if he really became the Young Patriarch in the future, he might even inherit the position of Patriarch.

  This Mo family, the real power is not Mo Hai himself?

  Ten years ago, Mo Hai failed to compete for the position of head of the family, and Mo Hai has endured it until now. Has he finally had a chance to regain the position?

"Patriarch, I think what the Elder Elder said is reasonable. The Eldest Young Master is dead. Young Master Qingfeng is your successor, and he is also in the blood of my Mo family. Young Master Qingfeng is also very talented. In the future, there will be successors in my Mo family." Mo Mo The person beside Hai also echoed.

  The rest of the elders looked at each other, the great elder is powerful, don't be frivolous and newly mourned, Mo Qingfeng must be the leader of the future Mo family.

  So they all nodded: "I'll wait for the second."

  Mo Shan glanced at everyone in surprise, wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

   After a long time, the voice hoarsely said: "Kang'er's mother died early, and I didn't reunite. Now that Kuang'er has encountered an accident, it's because I, the father, didn't protect him well."

"Even if I risk my life, I want to avenge Kuang'er! If the matter fails, Mo Qingfeng will take over as the young Patriarch. The Great Elder will act as Patriarch. As for adoption, there is no need, only Kuang'er is worthy of me son!"

   "The Patriarch is wise, we will do our best to help the Patriarch to avenge this great revenge!" Mo Hai suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said respectfully on the surface.

   "We are willing to help the Patriarch take revenge!"

   "Hahahaha, hahahaha..." Mo Shan laughed desolately, and staggered towards the outside of the hall.

  Mo frivolously found in mid-air that his father, who was originally a high-spirited man, had gray temples and a stooped back, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

   "Father..." Mo Qingkuang wanted to cry bitterly, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

  Yes, he is already dead, and he will disappear into the world at some point. Seeing his father being so humiliated, he is helpless.

  Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the opposite Mo Fan who looked at everything indifferently and looked a bit fairy-like.

  As if he had grasped the last straw, he looked at Mo Fan pleadingly: "You, if you are really an ancestor, can you help my father?"

  (end of this chapter)