Painting of the Nine Immortals

On the long street, the dignified woman's eyebrows were cold and domineering.

It is said that in the face of an eighth state power, she dare not be so powerful, but at this moment she represents not the individual, but the entire Mohist.

The people behind her also represent their respective forces.

Taken together, even the Mei family is eligible to threaten, let alone a literary family?

Therefore, these people are resolute and extremely strong.

This caused the old man in Jinpao to get angry and anxious to break them into pieces.

However, he can only think about it.

Faced with the intimidation of Mo forces and other forces, even the writers could only temporarily avoid sharp edges.

At that moment, the old man gritted his teeth fiercely: "I have written down what happened today."

Hearing that Mo and his parents smiled.

The same is true of Lingxian.

Although the old man was stern words, but this sentence itself means to be soft.

Therefore, Ling Xian laughed, and everyone in the audience was sluggish.

That's the giant Wenjia!

Looking at the four major families, the strength of the Wen family is second only to the Mei family. However, at this moment, they are softened, which is naturally shocking.

However, what was even more shocking was that Mo forces and other forces did not hesitate to die with the Wen family in order to Lingxian.

It is truly impossible for everyone to imagine how amazing their ability is to make these forces so important.

But what is certain is that it must be shocking!

"The right decision."

The dignified woman smiled slightly and said, "I believe the Wen family will be glad for your decision."

"Huh." The old man in Jinpao snorted, gave Ling Xian a deep look, then turned and walked away.

He has no face to stay any longer, whether it is Wen Longyuan's despicable behavior or his soft decision to make him lose face.

Seeing this, everyone sighed.

Originally, they thought Lingxian would die. After all, the old man was powerful in the eighth state. I never expected that things would turn into soft clothing for the elderly.

"Son, are you satisfied with this result?"

The dignified woman moved gently with a gentle smile on her pretty face.

The crowd followed, without exception, with a smile, without the coldness of treating the elderly.

"Very good."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and settled peacefully, he naturally enjoyed it.

However, he did not think that the Wen family would stop there. At most, on the bright side, most people would send someone to assassinate him in private.

"My son still needs to be careful. Although the Wen family is obstructed by the pressure of waiting for me and others, they will not give up easily when they want to come." The dignified woman reminded.

"I understand." Ling Xian smiled and nodded, not minding.

He has a golden armor, and even if the Wen family sends eighth-level power, he is not afraid.

"Haha, Elder Mo is more concerned. How powerful is the son, do you care about the assassination of the Wen family?" A man laughed heartily.

"Indeed, it's me who cares."

The dignified woman smiled slightly at the horrible golden armor.

"Today, thank you for your help." Ling Xian arched her hand towards everyone to show her gratitude.

"The son-in-law is polite. Without me to wait for pressure, today's situation can't help the son."

The dignified woman waved, and so did the rest.

They are very clear that today's move is the icing on the cake at best, not at all to send charcoal in the snow.

Because the old man in Jinpao could not threaten Lingxian.

"Thank you anyway."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "At the very least, it saved me a lot of effort."

"Yes, my son waits for me to save my life, how can I stand by and stand by?"

The dignified woman Zhu Lips slightly said, "Yes, my son's trip should be for the Jianshi Conference."

"I wouldn't miss such a feast." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Then I can already foresee the moment when the son's name is moving around the world."

Everyone sighed.

They know how strong Lingxian's strange stone attainments are, at the very least, their ability over Wen Longyuan. Such skills can certainly shine.

"Award, my little tricks are nothing." Ling Xian waved.

"If the son's strange stone attainment is microfinance, then 90% of people in the world would not dare to say that they understand strange stones."

The dignified woman looked at Ling Xian eagerly, and said, "On that day, I invited my son to be my Mo Jia Keqing. I wonder if the son has a decision?"

"This ..." Ling Xian hesitated.

"If the son didn't think about it, I wouldn't force it."

The dignified woman's eyes were a little dim, she knew that Lingxian would definitely be famous. By then, there will be many forces inviting Lingxian, and the competition will undoubtedly be much greater.

"Well, it's not impossible to join the Mo family." Ling Xian groaned.

"The son has any conditions, but it doesn't matter." The dignified woman's eyes lit up.

"I have only one request, freedom."

Ling Xian said in a deep voice, "The Mohist must not restrict my freedom or force me to do anything."

"It's natural."

The dignified woman smiled and said, "My son, don't worry, my Mo family will never restrict your personal freedom, nor will it interfere with anything you do."

"well."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "So, I will have no problem."

After hearing the words, the dignified woman was overjoyed, and everyone was envious.

Regardless of the strength or potential of Ling Xian, they all saw it. It would be too much for him to join him. It is naturally envious.

"My son, I will try my best to get better treatment for you."

The dignified woman with a smile on her face said, "In short, the Mohist will never treat the son, nor let him down."

As she said, she took out a pitch-black token and said, "This is the highest level of Keqing token of my Mohist family. Although it does not have the right to interfere with Mohist affairs, it has a high status, no less than that of the patriarch."

"Even Keqing tokens are ready, Elder Mo is prepared."

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, and put the black token into a storage bag, which showed her attitude.

This made the dignified woman completely relieved, and her eyes toward Lingxian became softer.

"Everyone's kindness, I have written it down. If something happens to him in the future, I will never quit." Ling Xian smiled slightly and gave everyone a promise.

Not only because they helped out, but also because from this moment, he and these people are allies, and they have to give something good.

After hearing Ling Xian's remarks, everyone immediately smiled.

It is true that they helped each other because of their life-saving grace, but for more reasons, they valued Lingxian's ability.

Now, Ling Xian has promised, naturally it makes them happy.

At the moment, several people started talking, inviting Lingxian to come to their forces as guests.

In this regard, Ling Xian nodded, but could not go, so they said two things.

Afterwards, these people left one after another, and in the blink of an eye, only Ling Xian and the dignified woman remained.

"My son, please follow me, I will take you to the Mojia shop."

The dignified woman smiled and led Ling Xian to an antique shop.

After that, Lingxian stayed here, waiting patiently for the arrival of Jianshi Conference.

But before that, an invitation came first.

The person who posted it is Yan Yanrou, who is proud of her peers.