Absolute Martial God Emperor

Chapter 60 Invitation!

Chapter 60 Invitation!

"Mo Wufeng, are you satisfied with the result of this treatment?"

Nie Yuanqing ignored Zhang Shouyi and the others, turned his gaze to Mo Wufeng, and looked forward to Mo Wufeng's answer.

Now Mo Wufeng is the treasure of Tianwu Xuezong, even the grand elder Zhang Shouyi and a group of warriors from the inner court combined are not as important as Mo Wufeng!

Mo Wufeng glanced at Wei Xiangyang and the others indifferently, then looked away.

He originally planned to kill these people, the power of the evil god cannot be violated!But since Nie Yunqing has spoken, he has to give the other party a step down.

"Sect Master Nie just decides!" Mo Wufeng smiled lightly.

Hearing Mo Wufeng's answer, Nie Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the matter had been resolved, and Mo Wufeng would continue to represent Tianwu Xuezong to join Chilong Xuezong.

"Mo Wufeng, on behalf of Chilong Xuezong, I invite you to enter the inner courtyard of Chilong Xuezong!" Elder Tian stepped forward and threw an olive branch to Mo Wufeng, envious of the warriors in the inner courtyard.

When he said this, Elder Tian’s face was full of arrogance. The inner courtyard of the Chilong Academy is the best holy place for cultivation in Chilong County. Countless warriors dream of entering it. Now invite Mo Wufeng, yes Mo Wufeng's honor!

"The inner courtyard of your Chilong Academy is not very good, let's see!" Mo Wufeng also saw the arrogance on Elder Tian's face, and responded casually.

In fact, Chilong Xuezong didn't have much attraction to Mo Wufeng, because Mo Wufeng didn't lack those cultivation resources.

Hearing Mo Wufeng's answer, everyone in the hall was stunned.

Mo Wufeng actually... refused!

Facing the olive branch thrown by Chilong Xuezong, no one in Chilong County dared to refuse, and no one would refuse, but Mo Wufeng just refused!

What on earth is he thinking?That's Chilong Xuezong!The best practice holy place in Chilong County!

Elder Tian's face has gradually turned cold.

"It's good for young people to have arrogance, but being too proud is conceited. My Chilong Xuezong would not want such a person, you understand!"

"What does it have to do with me? I have something else to do, so let's go first, you guys continue to talk!" Mo Wufeng ignored everyone's shock and left Juling Pavilion.

Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

"I'll go after it!" Fang Qiong reacted the fastest and quickly chased him out.

"Elder Tian, ​​don't worry, I will definitely convince him!" Nie Yuanqing looked at Elder Tian's gloomy face, and quickly apologized with a smile.

"No need, my Chilong Xuezong will not want such a proud and arrogant person, prepare for the admissions assessment!" Elder Tian said lightly, and then left with several young people from the Chilong Xuezong In Juling Pavilion, only Nie Yuanqing, who was at a loss, was left in place.

On the other side, Fang Qiong chased him all the way to the door of Mo Wufeng's house before catching up.

"Mo Wufeng, why did you refuse Elder Tian's invitation? You were directly invited to enter the inner courtyard and go to us, but you can only enter the outer door!" Fang Qiong asked with a puzzled expression.

Mo Wufeng shrugged, and replied indifferently: "There is no reason, I just don't want to, it's that simple!"

Fang Qiong was a little speechless, but when he thought that there was a strong man behind Mo Wufeng, he was relieved. With such a strong man's teaching, maybe he really didn't need to care about Chilong Xuezong's invitation.

"The massacre of Heihuzhai should have something to do with you!" Fang Qiong asked suddenly, and then took out Mo Wufeng's waist card from the storage ring.

Seeing the badge in Fang Qiong's hand, Mo Wufeng didn't hide it, and nodded directly: "That's right, I was the one who wiped it out!"

"You really know how to joke!" Fang Qiong handed the waist card to Mo Wufeng, shook his head and smiled, just now Elder Tian said that there is a spirit pressure left by a strong person in the ninth level of the Dao Palace in the Black Tiger Village, how could it be possible Did Mo Wufeng do it?

Just when Mo Wufeng was about to explain, the courtyard door opened, and Mo Xiaoxiao walked out head-on.

"Wufeng, the Mo family sent invitations!" Mo Xiaoxiao took out two invitation cards with the word "Shou" written on them, and handed them to Mo Wufeng.

After receiving the invitation, the smile on Mo Wufeng's face gradually disappeared. The invitation from the Mo family, the old man of the Mo family is going to celebrate his birthday?
The old patriarch of the Mo family is also Mo Wufeng's grandfather, at least in terms of blood relationship.

However, when Mo Wufeng and his son were kicked out of Mo's house by his uncle, his grandfather did not stand up to stop it, and even acquiesced in this matter.

Even at the end, when Mo Jiannan abolished his cultivation and left Qingyang City disheartened, he didn't show up, just like a cold-blooded animal!
And the reason for all this is because Mo Wufeng's father, Mo Jiannan, did not obey his will and marry a woman from a high-ranking family in Qingyang City, so he no longer recognizes this son!
"The Mo family has lost contact with you for three years. Why is it that grandpa invites you back after his birthday?" Mo Xiaoxiao asked weakly.

She actually didn't want Mo Wufeng to return to the Mo family, because for Mo Wufeng, the Mo family was hell, leaving an indelible childhood shadow in his heart!
Looking at the invitation card in his hand, Mo Wufeng's mouth slowly raised an evil smile. If it were the same as before, he would never step into the door of Mo's house again!
But now, he is different from before. When the evil god returns, the Mo family owes him and his father, and they have to pay back bit by bit!

"Miss, write back, just tell me that I, Mo Wufeng, will definitely be there!" Mo Wufeng waved his hand, threw the invitation to Mo Xiaoxiao, and said proudly.

This time, not only will he go to the birthday banquet, but he will also go there in a splendid manner!

Looking at Mo Wufeng's back, Mo Xiaoxiao froze in place in a daze, and then, the corners of her mouth also slightly raised.

That's right, the Mo Wufeng now is different from before. He has entered the inner courtyard and met so many important people. Going back will definitely impress the Mo family!

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoxiao no longer worried, and after saying goodbye to Fang Qiong, she returned to the yard.

"Is Mo Wufeng's grandfather going to celebrate his birthday?" Fang Qiong murmured as he looked at the slowly closing door.

Afterwards, Fang Qiong seemed to have thought of something, and rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion non-stop.

……

At this time, the Mo family.

In the lobby, the current head of the Mo family, that is, Mo Wufeng's uncle, Mo Wenshan sat at the head, and Mo Hong stood respectfully aside.

"Have you sent the invitation to Mo Wufeng?" Mo Wenshan asked lightly.

"Don't worry dad, it's probably in Mo Wufeng's hands now!" Mo Hong said with a sad smile.

"Hmph, I heard that he clings to Si Bichen, the eldest lady of the Si family? I want to see how tough he has become, is he just like his father!" Mo Wenshan snorted coldly.

Mo Hong also looked expectant, and slowly said: "I heard that brother will also come back from Chilong County, and brought back the second-rank alchemy master, Master Yi, in front of Master Yi, the Si family is nothing!"

Hearing Mo Hong mention his brother, a look of pride flashed across Mo Wenshan's face.

"Hurry up and get ready to welcome your brother, don't neglect Master Yi!" Mo Wenshan ordered in a deep voice.

This eldest son is what Mo Wenshan is most proud of in his life. The reason why he can have such a big voice in the Mo family is because of his eldest son.

Now that the eldest son is back, he wants to see how Mo Wufeng continues to dance...

(End of this chapter)

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