Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Mo Wen sighed, looked at Zhang Chulan and said, "Have you thought about it yet?"

"Think about it, Mr. Lu, you see, I agree, and this matter between you and Brother Mo has never happened, okay?"

Zhang Chulan nodded seriously, and then said to Lu Ci with a smile.

Lu Ci's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word, Zhang Chulan's heart was pounding when he saw it.

Wang Ai stared at Zhang Chulan with unfriendly eyes, you brat, dare to spoil my good deeds.

He was afraid that Lu Ci would agree, and just as he was about to say something, he heard Lu Ci beside him say in a deep voice: "Since you agreed to the test, it's fine, let's forget about it."

"Uh, old Lu, you..." Wang Ai stared, not expecting Lu Ci to forget about it.

Just about to stand up and object, then suddenly thought.

That's right, it must be Lao Lu who wants to get the origin of the body first, and then settle accounts with this kid Mo Wen.

Thinking of this, Wang Ai sat back down again.

"Brother Lu Gong, come on." Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the matter had calmed down, and then said to Lu Gong who was a little dazed.

"Er... good."

Lu Gong recovered and said.

The development of the matter really surprised him, when did the grandfather become so talkative?

Confused in his heart, he raised his hand, and the blue qi covered Zhang Chulan's body, and began to ask: "Zhang Chulan, let me ask you..."

"I know what you're going to ask, Brother Lu Gong."

But Zhang Chulan took the first step. He looked up at the ceiling with a look of reminiscence, and said sadly: "My grandfather never taught me the origin of the body."

Lu Gong was silent, and slowly put away the soul-brightness technique.

"Master, what he said is true..."

Lu Ci was expressionless, she didn't seem disappointed, she glanced at Mo Wen: "In that case, forget it, you guys go."

"Hey, come on, Old Lu, let's go, Brother Mo."

Zhang Chulan smiled honestly, and was about to pull Mo Wen away.

Seeing him leaving in a hurry, Mo Wen shook his head, and said to Lu Ci: "In this case, Mr. Lu, our deal should be placed after Luo Tian Dajiao."

Since you can't fight now, then fight later.

Lu Ci looked at Mo Wen in surprise, thinking that the conflict just now would affect their transaction to some extent, but Mo Wen didn't care at all.

"Good boy! Okay, the old man will ask Lu Gong to contact you later."

Lu Ci's tone became soft again.

"Okay, then we'll take our leave."

Mo Wen smiled slightly, then got up, and left with Zhang Chulan.

"Wait!"

Wang Ai stopped him suddenly, and stood up with a gloomy face: "I didn't ask carefully just now, let me ask a few questions."

"Old Wang." Lu Ci frowned at him.

But Wang Ai didn't pay attention at all, just staring at Mo Wen with small eyes.

Such a rare good opportunity, but Lu Ci let it go so easily.

He doesn't agree!

But Zhang Chulan who was stopped was shocked, shit, this old guy is too suspicious!

Just when Zhang Chulan was thinking about what to do?

A calm and indifferent voice came from beside him.

"Old man, I've given you a lot of face, haven't I?"

Zhang Chulan's face froze, and he turned his head mechanically, looking at Mo Wen who was speaking.

What did the elder brother just say, did I have auditory hallucinations?

Not only him, but also Lu Gong and Lu Ci looked at Mo Wen in a daze.

And Wang Ai, who was scolded, asked in disbelief: "What did you scold me just now?"

How dare you call me an old man! ?

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at him indifferently, "A hundred-year-old man is so complacent that he is doing all this and that all day long. He is so stupid that he thinks that improving the exercises will bring the Lu family into trouble."

"Aren't you so proud that you thought that inviting me over this time would be a deal for me, but you didn't expect that I would agree to a deal with Mr. Lu, let alone Mr. Lu treated me with a friendly attitude. Your self-righteous calculation failed, so you became angry, right? .”

"You...you fart!"

I don't know if it's because of Mo Wen's swearing, or because of being said.

Wang Aiqi's whole body trembled, pointing at Mo Wen, he was about to curse: "You little bastard..."

"Your mother is bi." Mo Wen interrupted directly, the dirty words in the words directly made Zhang Chulan and Lu Gong next to him dumbfounded, their expressions seemed to be the same as seeing aliens, which led to a refreshment of the three views.

Lu Ci also had a dull expression and opened his mouth slightly.

Mo Wen ignored them, and looked disdainfully at Wang Ai, whose face was livid and trembling as if he had Parkinson's disease: "Your great-grandson had an interview in my Valkyrie Hall before, and made trouble in front of so many sects. If I didn't kill Wang on the spot, you should kowtow and kneel to thank my subordinates for showing mercy."

"I don't know how you raised your great-grandson, but such a big family has raised such a waste giant baby."

"Not strong enough, not good at thinking, not at all like a family heir, oh, yes, he is a descendant of your Wang Ai, it's normal to have no brains."

"After all, you have no brains."

"puff..."

Suddenly there was a sound of holding back farts, everyone looked and saw Lu Gong covering his mouth, looking like he couldn't help it.

Lu Gong saw everyone looking at him, especially Wang Ai's expression that seemed to be eating people.

His face turned pale immediately, he quickly restrained his expression, and moved towards Lu Ci's direction.

Lu Ci glared at Lu Gong, then looked at Wang Ai beside him.

He actually agreed with Mo Wen's words. After all, with Wang Bing's behavior, he would have beaten him to death in the Lu family.

He doesn't look like a son of a famous elite at all.

It's just because of my friend's face, I didn't say anything.

Lu Ci was very satisfied with Mo Wen's blunt opening, and he looked at Mo Wen more and more appreciatively.

It's just that Lu Ci is satisfied, but Wang Ai is going to be mad with anger.

In his eyes, Wang Bing is good everywhere, he is his favorite great-grandson, how can he accept Mo Wen's humiliation like this.

Coupled with the previous insults, Wang Ai immediately exploded, pressing directly towards Mo Wen with a ferocity no less than that of Lu Ci.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

"It's you who is looking for death! Old thing!"

Mo Wen's eyes bloomed, and the oppressive aura that was as heavy as the deep sea hit him directly without hesitation.

boom!

A torrent suddenly blew up in the room, and at the same time as it was whistling, all the tables and chairs next to it were instantly swept away.

Zhang Chulan's face turned pale even more, and he quickly used the Golden Light Curse to resist, but he couldn't help but retreat.

At the same time, Wang Ai's expression changed.

Because he found that his aura couldn't suppress Mo Wen, but was pushed back quickly!

Wang Ai's face was shocked: "I underestimated you, brat, but the comparison between different people is not about arrogance but about means! This old man will teach you how to respect elders today..."

But before he finished speaking, Wang Ai's expression changed dramatically.

Because Mo Wen suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped him.

And where Mo Wen was standing just now, there was still a vivid afterimage.

What ghost speed is this! ?

Neither Wang Ai nor Lu Ci expected Mo Wen to be so fast.

"Old man, you talk too much!"

Surging power gathered in the palm, and the rich white qi light made Wang Ai's soul tremble, and he felt that death was close at hand.

"Damn it, you don't talk about martial arts sneak attack!"

"Shentu·Shanhe Sheji!"

At a critical juncture, Wang Ai summoned out of thin air a quaint picture scroll and unfolded it. On the paper, there are green mountains and green waters, with mountains and mountains, and in the middle there are turbulent waters connecting the sky.

Real energy was poured into it, and phantom images of mountains and rivers jumped out of the painting immediately, resisting in front of Mo Wen.

This is one of the mysterious paintings of the Wang family, not a real picture of mountains, rivers and society.

The content is not fixed, each Wang family draws it differently, you can use it at will, the key is the true meaning in it, it has the functions of defense and trapping the enemy, it is a good life-saving secret technique.

As the head of the family, Wang Ai has the most profound cultivation of Shentu, and he is confident that this painting can block the attacks of any older generation of practitioners.

The palm that Mo Wen patted seemed to be submerged in the lake, being swallowed up by the phantom of the mountains and rivers, and the calm phantom began to shake like boiling water.

Wang Ai sneered and said, "Once you block this trick, the old man will definitely want you..."

Suddenly, the phantom shattered, and there was a sound of tearing, and the picture scroll of Shanhe Sheji split from it.

The sneer on Wang Ai's face suddenly froze.

boom!

Click!

Accompanied by a huge roar and visible air waves sweeping in all directions, the roof was blown off.

A fat figure crashed into the wall of the house like a shell and disappeared.

At the same time, a figure covered with golden light flew out.

Lu Ci stood still, raised his single arm, and the purple Ruyi energy turned into a circular shield covering him and Lu Gong, and the irregular fluctuations of the energy continuously removed the impact.