In the ancestral hall of the Mohist family, there are a lot of seats.

Mo Beichen saw his grandfather Mo Qing and father Mo yun ji's ranking.

Mo Beichen put their ranking in the highest place, and then swept all the other ranks out of the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, the boy who was vaguely trying to clean up was knocked on his head by the rank flying out.

Originally want to start scolding the boy to see a pile of row on the ground, suddenly scared three souls to two souls.

After peeking at the people in the ancestral hall, the boy rushed out to report.

White beaver glanced at the anxious back of the boy, but did not stop, but followed Mo Bei Chen to Mo Qing and Mo yun ji on incense.

Hearing the news, Mo Yunli and Mo Xi Xiao, Mo Nan Yun brother and sister rushed to come.

Seeing the row and row of rows on the ground, Mo Yun Li Dun was very angry.

"Mother Mo Nan Yun is to hold up a row and scold: "who dares to lose my mother's position, do not want to live."

The boy scared white face, the body trembled and immediately knelt down: "not small, there are people in the ancestral hall."

Mo Yunli black face big drink: "don't quickly put these row up."

"Yes." The boy answered and quickly picked up.

Mo Yunli angrily entered the ancestral hall, but he wanted to see who was so bold that he dared to lose their Mohist rank.

Mo Nan Yun and Mo Xi Xiao immediately followed in.

"It's you!"

At the sight of the white beaver, Moxi's eyes lit up.

"Mo Dong string!" When Mo Nan Yun saw Mo Bei Chen Dun, he was not angry and said, "you are crazy. Why lose my mother's position?"

Mo Yunli was also black and calm, staring at Mo Beichen: "what's going on? If you can't explain it clearly today, you can wait for the family rules. "

Hearing that sentence, Bai Li instantly thought of the whip wound on the back of Modong string before, and the hidden bitterness burst out in an instant.

Mo Beichen's face is gloomy and terrible: "I am not Mo Dong Xian."

Mo Beichen a word, instant Mo Yunli they were shocked.

"You..."

Mo Nan Yun refers to Mo Beichen, as if thinking of something, his face became ugly.

"Mo Beichen?"

Mo Yunli also thought of what, his face ugly to explore.

"You're not dead yet!" Mexicao cried out in direct amazement.

Mo Beichen didn't speak, so he looked at them with a gloomy face.

The North ink, even if you can't swallow the North ink

"Cough..." Mo Yunli is a light cough: "that, since come back, that first stay for a while, wait for father to come back, and then correct your name."

In a moment, Beixiao wants to hear the name of Mo Zhengchen? Mo Dongxian is a dispensable side branch. How can he justify his name? Does he still want to be a young master of the Mohist family? "

Since my grandfather admitted to Mo Dongxian, he has become the second young master. Now he comes to Mo Beichen again, so he has to step back.

"Well, who knows who is the collateral Mo Beichen doesn't speak, but Bai Li can't help it.

Mo Yunli's face changed and looked at Mo Beichen with vigilance: "what do you want to do?"

"Mo Hongming is dead." Mo Beichen also lost a heavy message.

Mo Yunli, they were instantly shocked.

Father (grandfather) is dead, it's impossible.

"If you curse my grandfather, I'll kill you." Mexicao directly drew out his sword and stabbed at Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen eyes a Lin, with a wave, a strong force will pour out, mexichao, Mo Nan Yun, Mo Yunli all fly out.

"Bang" for a moment, three people fell heavily to the ground, Qi Qi vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Cough..." Mo Yunli covered his chest and looked at Mo Beichen in horror: "what do you want?"

He did not believe that his father was dead, but now that he had seen his strength, he understood something in his heart.

This man's cultivation is unfathomable. Even his father may not be his opponent. His father should have died in his hands. He must have come back for revenge this time.

Mo Beichen gave them a blank look: "I don't want to do anything about it? The Mohist family is mine. I just want to go back to my house. "

Here are his most precious memories. They have occupied them for a long time, and they should return them to him.

Mo Yunli's face turned white: "even if you are the Mo family, you can't drive us away. We are also Mohist people. We can live here."

"Yes, where do we live if you drive us away?" Mo Nan Yun answered immediately.

She can't leave. She is a big miss of Mohist family. If she is driven out of Mo house, she will be laughed to death by those people.

"Stay, live, choose." When Mo Beichen said this, he felt powerful.

That faint purple ability source, see Mo Yunli they fear."Go Mo Yunli struggled to stand up and ran out with Mo Nan Yun and Mo Xi Xiao.

"I won't go. I'm the first lady of Mohist school. Who dares to drive me..."

Hearing the clamor of Mo Nan Yun, Bai Li's lips give off a sneer.

I'm scared to be a fool.

See Mo Beichen and white cat come out, the boy kowtow immediately: "don't kill me, small what don't know."

Mo Beichen disgusted to look at the row in his arms: "all take to burn."

"Yes."

The boy is stupefied, immediately should, holding those platoon to run out quickly.

Mo Beichen led the white beaver to the main courtyard.

The courtyard is very large and exquisite, with carved beams and painted walls, and pavilions are exquisite and luxurious.

Mo Beichen looked at an old locust tree in the yard and recalled what: "this used to be my grandfather's residence."

Now they are occupied by enemies.

Mo Beichen turned into the room, the room or that room, but the appearance of the house is all different.

"Little Lord!" The maid in the room saw Mo Beichen and came to salute one after another.

Mo Beichen fixed to look at that pair of words on the wall: "in addition to this pair of words, other things are clear out."

This is a pair of characters that he and Mo Dongxian wrote together. At that time, his grandfather praised them for their good writing, and specially let someone put it in the room.

Mo Hongming kept this word of blessing to mock his grandfather.

The maids were momentarily confused and looked at each other. They didn't understand the meaning of Mo Beichen.

"Didn't you hear me?" Mo Beichen Mou Guang a Lin, cold drink way.

"Yes."

The maids immediately answered and began to move.

White beaver went to Mo Beichen and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "don't be sad, they won't want you to be unhappy."

Mo Beichen grabs Bai Li's hand: "if I had come back earlier, he would not have died."

"Don't think about it. You didn't do anything wrong." Seeing the remorse in his eyes, Bai Li hugged him gently.

She knew that he had been worried about Mo Dongxian's death, but she really could not blame him. In fact, he walked peacefully. Maybe he didn't want to live like this.

"Little Lord, please go to the Mohist clan hall." A boy came in and reported.

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