My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

The white chain met the giant hand and exploded instantly with a loud bang.

"Middle stage of Condensation?"

The second priest's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and he was amazed by the talent he displayed.

"Looking at all the Phoenix Lords of all generations, you are comparable to that one."

After all, the current spiritual energy is thin and is not as good as it was thousands of years ago.

If it were in ancient times, it would probably have surpassed me long ago.

"Give up resistance, we won't hurt you."

"Your father has told you to stay and reflect."

Mo Yanyu sneered, but the coldness in her eyes did not diminish at all.

"I still want to see my mother, and no one is allowed to stop me."

The second priest sighed helplessly, raised his hand and clenched his five fingers.

The illusory giant hand in the air suddenly lit up and crushed the sword light.

He moved towards her at a rapid speed.

"Dripping Water Sword Technique, melt the ice and frost with one thought!"

The magic sword in Mo Yanyu's hand rang softly, emitting a moon-like glow.

"Fourth-level spiritual sword?"

The second worshipper was a little shocked. This was a rare treasure.

The accumulated water in the entire open space was suspended in mid-air and instantly turned into ice crystals.

Ye Luo suddenly felt cold, and his warrior body was shivering from the cold.

This is so scary... Is the lady a congenital air-conditioning saint?

With this skill, you don't need to turn on the air conditioner in summer...

Mo Yanyu pursed her thin lips and slashed at the giant hand in the cage with a sword.

“Swish, swish, swish!!”

Thousands of ice crystals flew through the air like bullets and condensed into giant frost blades.

The sweeping tearing sensation makes the skin hurt.

When the two moves collided, the aftermath left countless sword marks all around.

The rest of the offerings all changed color.

"Xiaoyu...has she grown to this point?"

"As expected of the new Phoenix Master, he is comparable to a cultivator at the peak of Condensation Stage."

"Having the blood of the Phoenix is ​​truly terrifying..."

The second worshipper was a little surprised and couldn't help but take it more seriously.

"The gap between Condensation and Golden Core is, after all, a huge gulf."

He activated the golden elixir in his body, snorted, and shattered the ice blade.

Mo Yanyu was knocked back several steps, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Just stay here~"

A shadow appeared beneath her, and when she raised her eyes, a huge hand was covering her head.

Mo Yanyu felt a little powerless as the gap in realm was too big.

"Om~"

In an instant, the palm was held back by an unknown force and could no longer move forward.

The second priest frowned and stared at the barrier.

"There is a magic weapon protecting the body. Is it something that belongs to the White Witch?"

The third worshipper stood on the rockery with his hands behind his back and shook his head at him.

"No, this is definitely not Bai Ming's breath."

Mo Yanyu was still a little confused.

When he lowered his eyes, he saw the ancient jade on his chest, flickering as if it was breathing.

"Break!" The clear voice of a young man reached everyone's ears.

A powerful wave swept in all directions.

The giant palm was crushed into pieces and turned into star points and dissipated.

All the worshippers were stunned and looked at the shadow standing beside her.

"The soul stored in a magic weapon? Who is this fellow Taoist?"

"I've never seen him before... How strange! Could he be a casual cultivator?"

Although the Mohist priest is in seclusion and never comes out, he is recognized by most of the famous monks.

But this young man looked very unfamiliar.

……

Ye Luo almost dropped his jaw in shock. Where did this young master come from?

And he's like a transparent person, could it be... a ghost?

The young master passed away?

Wang Xiaoke glanced at the group of elderly people and pulled Mo Yanyu behind him.

"Don't be afraid, pretty sister. I'm here. They can't touch you."

He clenched his fists and looked at the second priest fiercely.

"This old man did it, right? He's obviously not a good guy."

"Let's see how I deal with him!"

Mo Yanyu looked at his back and didn't react for a moment.

"Xiao Ke, they are from my family..."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Xiaoke quickly jumped onto the roof.

He punched the old man hard in the face.

"Ouch!"

The second priest flew backwards dozens of meters, with blood from his nose splattering far away.

He steadied his body in mid-air, covered his sore nose, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"You...you're trying to sneak attack me, you don't follow martial ethics!"

Wang Xiaoke snorted and jumped in front of him.

"You are disrespectful to your elders by attacking a girl!"

Another slap made the second worshiper see stars.

He was also enraged by the beating, and his mid-stage Jindan cultivation was no longer retained.

"You little bastard, watch me destroy your soul!"

"Hiss... Don't hit me in the face, you bastard."

The style of painting gradually became outrageous.

In mid-air, the second priest was chased and beaten, and no matter how hard he tried, he was helpless.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped to the ground, creating a deep hole.

The worshippers were horrified by what they saw. Who was this guy?

He actually managed to beat the Second Priest so hard that he had no power to fight back.

The soul can't even retain the strength of the main body. This person is definitely beyond the golden elixir level!

"Hehe, and you guys are also his helpers, right?"

Wang Xiaoke clenched his palms, and several worshipping statues were suppressed by the giant elephant.

They fell to the ground one by one, struggling to resist the pressure.

"and many more……"

Mo Yanyu quickly stopped him and signaled Wang Xiaoke to stop.

"They are my family's worshippers and have no ill will towards me."

Wang Xiaoke raised his eyebrows and looked at her in confusion.

"Why would someone from your family do that to you?"

"They didn't want me to go out, they just stopped me."

Wang Xiaoke coughed, then smiled and put away his intimidating power.

"I see... I thought the old man had bad intentions towards you."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

The second priest had just climbed out of the pit and was almost vomiting blood from anger.

Give me a chance to explain!

Mo Yanyu put away his sword and glanced at the clan's worshiper.

"Please tell my father that I will talk to him when I get home."

After saying that, she pulled Ye Luo, whose brain was shutting down, and walked out the door.

Wang Xiaoke was waiting there, and no one dared to act rashly.

Only after Mo Yanyu walked away completely did his shadow slowly dissipate.

"Who is he? When did Xiaoyu get to know this expert?"

"Not sure... He is very likely a Yuanying old monster, otherwise why not ask Bai Ming?"

The worshippers made a wasted trip and left the place covered in dust and dirt.

……

Wang Xiaoke stood in Longshan Cemetery and looked towards the direction of Mohism.

"Brother-in-law, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing... Sister Mo will be here soon."

At the end of the memorial service, two cars drove into the cemetery.

Mo Ye and Mo Yanyu arrived late.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Mo Yanyu looked at Wang Xiaoke and smiled.

Wang Xiaoke met her gaze and found that her suppressed emotions had disappeared.

Her mother's death had always been a knot in her heart, and now she could finally let it go.

Mr. Lin waved: "Ye'er, Yu'er, come here quickly."

Mo Ye walked past everyone, took the lilies from the secretary, and placed them in front of his mother's tombstone.

Mo Yanyu followed him and placed the bouquet on the ground.

"Mother, Xiaoyu is here to see you."

She looked straight at the photo on the stele and leaned over to wipe away the water droplets.

My mother died very young, and she looked very beautiful and gentle.

Her eyebrows and eyes are very similar to hers.

Mo Yanyu forced a smile, and her tone became unusually gentle.

"I am doing well now, you can rest assured."

"The debts owed to us by others have all been repaid today."

Mo Ye held his sister's shoulders and said with a smile.

"Mother will definitely be very happy to see my sister today."

He stood up slowly, raised his chin slightly, and his expression became serious.

"From today on, the Lin family will resume its position as one of the top ten families."

Old Master Lin was in tears and his face was trembling.

Now that he had met his ancestors, he had an explanation.

"The Lin family will hold a family banquet later, we must celebrate!"

Mo Longchen nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll drink a few more glasses with Grandpa."

Mo Ye put his arm around his shoulder and couldn't help but tease him.

"Let's call for some help today and see if we can take Xiao Ke down."

"To be honest, we can't even get him drunk."

Mr. Lin loves drinking, so he couldn't help but become interested.

"Xiao Ke, you can drink a lot? Drink more with grandpa later."

Wang Xiaoke nodded.

Even without using his spiritual energy to disperse the wine, he wouldn't get drunk easily.

……