The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder

“Lele, how high do you think the sky is?”

He asked an irrelevant question, and Melole thought the other party was playing tricks on himself, and tightened his eyebrows.

“…I don’t know.”

“Some people think that the sky is very high, some people don’t. Some people think that the cloud is the end of the sky, but some people think that there is still Heaven. For different people, even though they are pursuing the same thing, the shape of this thing must be different.”

Milele seemed to have something to meditate, but Mo Weiyang continued.

“There can be a sky or a sky outside the sky, depending on people’s views that’s all. Since ancient times, there are the emperors of the open dynasty and the emperors of Shoucheng, but there is also not content with only Shoucheng. Emperor, want to transcend. No one wants to be labeled as XX’s son, someone from a certain family. Do you understand?”

Milele’s eyebrows eased slightly when he heard this.

She raised her head, which was once drooping, and looked straight at Mo Weiyang.

“…Master means,’he’ not content with living under the shade of the ancestors?”

“It is true.”

Mo Weiyang shrugged and gave affirmation, but then spit out the words “but…” again, and his tone became profound.

“Whether it is an ancestor is still unknown.”

During this period of time, Mo Lele’s eyebrows can be said to be ups and downs, and now they are frowning again.

Then, just after she finished saying “Master, please don’t fool around with Profound Void.” The two suddenly looked in different directions.

“Teacher…”

Mo Lele, who condensed his expression slightly, called Mo Weiyang cautiously.

Facing her gaze, the man just raised his hand to signal her to silence.

He was looking towards the ceiling, his eyes sharpened as his eyes were slightly constricted, as if piercing the tiles, straight into the distance.

Gradually, Mo Weiyang raised the corners of his mouth.

“Lele, if there is a guest coming, you might as well invite her in for a comment.”

Milele looked at the man silently, temporarily not moving. She stared deeply, with the question “Really?”

In response, Mo Weiyang nodded casually.

I don’t know if the person who comes is an enemy or a friend.

Milele got up, turned his right hand sleeve and turned into a dagger, step by step walked to the window. Through perception, she can capture the extremely faint breath, and the opponent should be a martial artist who is good at masking the breath.

Is it Shadow Sect?

Since the sect master ── the world-famous great assassin died in the Imperial Capital, the assassin organization has disappeared for a while.

With this question, Mo Lele leaped over the window frame neatly, pressing hard on the window frame, and the whole person jumped up and disappeared into Mo Weiyang’s sight.

Next, there was a moment of silence.

There was no fighting sound, nor Spiritual Qi fluctuations, as if nothing happened on the roof, but Mo Weiyang still vaguely heard a very subtle sound from the ceiling tiles.

After about a few minutes, there was a sound of skilled footsteps outside the door of the room. Mo Weiyang knew that his discipline had returned, so he left his seat and went to answer the door.

In front of the door, besides Mulele, there was another girl with braids.

She seems to be only fifteen or six years old, and she is not tall, but the curves outlined by black tight clothes are very enchanting, which adds a bit of mature charm to her.

The bright and intelligent brown eyes are especially bright against the backdrop of a dark suit.

“Ah… there is a lovely guest here.”

Mo Weiyang shook his head and laughed. He didn’t expect the visitor to be so young.

Just as the man looked at the girl again, the girl was also looking at him, but she still hasn’t put away her scrutiny eyes.

“…You are the Grandmaster of the Mo family?”

The black clothed girl finally spoke, her voice a little hazy.

I probably don’t want others to recognize my true identity based on my voice.

I don’t know if it is the facial tool that only covers the lower half of the face that has blurred her voice, or she has used some methods.

Mo Weiyang did not answer her question, but made a gesture of inviting the guests to the seat, and first greeted her to sit down at the table. The girl unabashedly looked at Mo Mo Yang’s eyes, and the whole process continued until she sat down.

After the three of them sat down, Mo Weiyang answered the girl’s question with a wry smile.

“If you came here to find the Grandmaster of the Mo family, I think you have gone for nothing.”

“Yours is not the Grandmaster of the Mo family?”

The girl asked eagerly, she just sat down and stood up abruptly, her eyes widened and shaken.

I’m still a little tender, Mo Weiyang thought.

“Do not worry, girl, please listen to me carefully.”

Mo Weiyang raised his hand and asked the girl to stay calm.

Although the girl was full of anxiety, she still sat down again according to his wishes.

“Lele…”

The man thief Mo Lele gave a wink and motioned for her to serve tea. He took out a small bag of things in his arms and handed it to Merlele.

“The tea here is ugly. I have hidden a Western drink in private. It is said to have a refreshing effect and a good fragrance. When I met the girl, I stopped hiding.” He said.

Milele raised her eyebrows and seemed to disagree with him, but she still went to make tea without saying anything. She left the room and went to the store for hot water.

Only when the door was closed, the girl expressed expressionless questioning and said:

“Is it right at first sight? Mister is too good at joking.”

” Come to me, it means that you and I have a common goal, at least you are asking me, and I never resist the transaction. I am also a hospitable person, but -“

Before Wei Young finished speaking, the girl interrupted in a condensed voice:

“Mr. means, whether it is to ask you or to seek cooperation, if I don’t think about it, at most Can I only drink the tea that Mr.’s privately kept?”

The girl actually guessed a pretty close.

Unexpectedly, Mo Weiyang’s expression froze a little, but soon he burst into laughter.

“Lele, you also have to learn from others, don’t just ask, but also use your head to think.”

Mo Weiyang turned his head towards Mo Le who had just entered the room. Le said so, the latter glanced at him coldly, and each minding their own business to make tea with the hot water Zhang Luo came back.

“Sir, you haven’t answered my question yet.”

The girl’s eyes were burning, staring at Mo Weiyang.

“What’s the problem?” Mo Weiyang was slightly stunned.

“Are you the Grandmaster of the Mo family.”

“Girl, don’t you know?” Mo Weiyang sighed heavily, “The Mo family has no Grandmaster.”

“What do you mean?”

The girl was even more confused. Mo Weiyang drank a tea cup before putting it down, as if he was right, Mo Lele came over with freshly brewed tea.

The tea exudes a special aroma, which is different from the tea that girls have drunk. It is more mellow.

Milele carried a pot and poured new tea to Mo Weiyang. The tea is dark brown in color, clear but not turbid, it seems that it is not ordinary tea.

Mo Weiyang’s face doesn’t change, after taking a sip, he gestured to please. It seemed that he was testing poison just now.

A girl who is well versed in the way of assassination knows that there are many ways to poison, even if you don’t poison in the tea, you can apply the poison to the edge of the tea cup, so she doesn’t think Mo Weiyang’s actions are Any persuasiveness.

However, the other party not at all the motive for killing her.

After hesitating for a while, the girl still picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the weird-hued tea, but it almost didn’t come out.

“──It’s so bitter!”

After finally drinking the brown liquid in her mouth, the girl exclaimed, staring at the liquid in the tea cup in amazement. , The look seems to be asking: How can there be such bitter things in this world?

When Mo Weiyang saw this, he scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

“It seems that the coffee from the Western Regions is not suitable for girls’ taste… Although this thing is bitter, there is sweetness in the bitterness, just like life, isn’t it?”

The frowns, the young girl, didn’t speak, and pushed the tea cup with half of the coffee far away.

“Sir, what did you just say–the Mo family has no Grandmaster, what do you mean?”

I glanced at the very precious half cup of coffee that was rejected badly. Mo Weiyang’s expression suddenly became serious.

“The Mo family only has master craftsmen, not Grandmasters.” He spoke eloquently.

“I’m fooling around with Profound Void again…”

Mo Lele sighed.

Probably also felt that she was being tricked. The girl crawled in silence for a while, and said displeasedly:

“Does the gentleman look down on the little girl?”

“How is it possible?”

Mo Weiyang reluctantly shrugged, took out a handkerchief to print the coffee marks between the lips and scum, and then said meaningfully:

“You wait The heaven is not necessarily our heaven. Don’t make any mistakes. Although it is just a title, it has different meanings. Girls should understand the unpleasant reasoning that can be used indiscriminately. For example, martial artists do not. I like to call them knight-errants, even though that is true.”

It took a while for the girl to return to her thinking. She bent slightly and broke the silence that was about to fill the room in an apologetic tone.

“Mr. Yes.”

Immediately afterwards, she took off the mask, revealing her childishness underneath, but already has several points of sharp, awe-inspiring and beautiful face , Correct posture, expression respectfully asked:

“Then dare to ask, sir is the master of Mohist.”

“Exactly.”

When answering , Mo Weiyang straightened up unconsciously.

This is his respect and self-consciousness for the title he shoulders, and it is also the posture he should pose when asked about his identity.

“I am the master craftsman of the Mo family──the only master craftsman Mo Weiyang now.”

“very good.”

The affirmative answer seems to be night In the light of dawn, the girl said “very good” several times in succession. She clenched her fist on her chest, as if she was relieved, as if she was liberated, and her tight expression finally turned a smile on her mouth.

The shallow smile taught Mo Weiyang and Mo Lele each other inexplicably.

“Little girl, what is your intention?”

I was really curious about the other party’s reaction, and Mo Weiyang threw this question involuntarily.

Although the man had long expected that the other party would ask for himself or come to seek cooperation, after confirming his identity, why did he show this kind of “grabbing the straw” What about the relieved expression? Mo Weiyang gradually felt that the other party’s intention was not simple.

“──Kill someone.”

After a long period of silence, she managed to sort out her excitement. After a deep breath, the girl finally confided.

“Who?” Melalek asked first.

The girl first glanced at Mo Lele, who seemed to be about the same age as herself, but quickly cast her gaze on Mo Weiyang. She said in a gloomy tone:

“The common enemy of you and me.”

Mo Weiyang was dumb for a while, but then smiled intentionally and said softly ” so that’s how it is “These four words.

“It seems that Mr. has already understood.”

The girl smiled, and Mo Weiyang also smiled.

Two understanding people only talked half way, leaving Mo Lele alone, looking around suspiciously outside the situation. But before she asked this question, Mo Weiyang had spoken first:

“Does the girl represent herself, or the whole Shadow Sect.”

“On behalf of herself and also ‘His’ daughter.”

“It does not mean Shadow Sect.”

“Doesn’t Mr. Sect know that the disciplines of Shadow Sect are always life and death?”

“This is my fault…”

Mo Weiyang drank the coffee in the tea cup, shaking his head and laughing as if to show the bitterness.

While Mo Lele, who thought he had found an opportunity to ask questions, was about to speak, Mo Weiyang suddenly suppressed the expression on his face, narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

“little Girl, you should know that a place is nothing. To me, it is also true to that. In front of the Grandmaster, you are too insignificant.”

The girl heard this. The words that almost revealed his weakness suddenly froze his expression.

The slender and powerful body shuddered a little. She lowered her head, letting her front hair cover her expression.

The eyes reflected in the tea cup in her hand looked dim and fuzzy.

“I know…I know all of them.” Her tone also appeared a little unstable, “I must report the revenge of killing her father, because I can’t kill her alone, so I came Here.”

Mo Weiyang’s eyes seemed to rise suddenly, staring at the girl’s downcast face.

“So, what can you sacrifice?”

The lack of cadence and frustration was severely dropped by him.

Without hesitation, she raised her head, looked back at the past with a firm gaze, and poured out two words with her soft cherry lips:

“Everything.”

Two words that are loud and sound.

The one immediately after that was silently looking at each other.

The man looked straight at the girl, and got a look back. Mo Lele looked at the two people who seemed to have been frozen, without any expression, and remained silent.

In the end, Mo Weiyang raised his mouth imperceptibly.

“The four words’whatever it takes’ are my favorite.” The corners of his mouth gradually became higher and higher, until the overflowing smile of joy reached the highest point. In an instant, the candle flame suddenly burned out.

Everything melted into the darkness ─ ─ black ink.

Only the pair of ink-colored eyes that should have melted into the darkness inexplicably floated up, floating above the darkness, clearly defined and terrifying, and the looming stars in the depths seemed to be there Pull the girl deeper.

“Son of man, your body, what I want.”

Like a whisper from the depths of the abyss, the man’s words seem remote and deep, But when she arrived at the girl’s ears, it became clear instantly, and finally it was printed on the bottom of her heart.

The girl’s body shook violently, as if being raged by a cold wind.

However, despite the fact that there may be an abyss of darkness in front of her eyes, she is determined to move forward

“──I promise you.”

Will lead to destruction, but still have to be destroyed because of the intense and burning longing.

“…You are not a big idiot of us.”

And that sigh not at all spreads far away in a patch of ink, pale and weak Dissipated like a breath in a cold winter night.