On that day, the main gate of the main house of the Mo family was opened, and guests came to congratulate them.
The summoners present greeted each other, and those with advanced soul power had already noticed that the wedding banquet was unusual.
The group of rigid elders of the Mo people were all smiles today. It is true that the marriage of the young patriarch is a happy event for the Mo clan, but it is too much joy, right
What's even more strange is their cultivation base, there is a faint feeling of oppression coming from them.
They are both the sixth-level and ninth-level peaks, so how can there be suppression problems? Many people think so. unless…
The wedding gown was specially made by the Yisi, with a black base and red border, embroidered with golden dark patterns, a long-sleeved robe, and a jade headband.
The red-lined young man's white face became more and more radiant. Even though Mo Fan didn't smile, his face was frozen, but it exuded a bewitching aura from the inside out.
The robes are winding, and the servants in happy clothes follow behind, trimming the hems from time to time.
Standing hand in hand, Bai Qiuze inserted his fingers into the gap between the other's palms and clasped them tightly. Mo Fan glanced at Bai Qiuze and let him go.
The two appeared together on the red carpet, and the entire venue fell silent.
One is handsome and upright, with a tall and straight figure; the other is slender and tough, like a snow-covered lotus, cold and refined, standing on the same stage, it is amazing.
The master of ceremonies was also startled, and hurriedly announced his words, and the two walked up to the high stage hand in hand.
Bai Qiuze had already established a marriage contract, so for the sake of the integrity of the ceremony, he repeated it again. Mo Fan opened his lips and spit out plain words, but Bai Qiuze felt his heart burning.
Xiaofan, it's his.
"Put the jade plate on."
In the eyes of everyone, the name of the clan veteran Bai Qiuze in charge of the clan was engraved under Mo Fan's jade plate. This means that it was Bai Qiuze who came in, not Mo Fan who "married" to someone else.
Bai Qiuze was willing!
The same-sex summoner union, mostly only a marriage contract, not a jade plate, in order to maintain the equality of the two. Putting a jade plate does not mean being inferior to others, but after the wedding, you will be the other party's clansman, which is equivalent to "marriage" in the common world.
After the ceremony, the guests were supposed to be entertained. Mo Fan couldn't bear to deal with them one by one. With a wave of his hand, the jade lamp flew into the hands of everyone present. This hand alone is enough to surprise people. In order to send out the thousand jade cups accurately, how meticulous should the control of the soul power be
"Everyone, I, together with my lover, hereby offer a toast to everyone, everyone has fun." After drinking, we left.
This is the end? Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
It was supposed to be rude, but a group of people couldn't afford to blame it. Probably, it was because the other party was too willful, but people couldn't help but feel good about him.
Mo Qiankun stood up and said, "My child is naughty, I hope everyone will forgive me, I would like to offer you a toast." After finishing speaking, he drank it down.
The wedding banquet was lively again, but the protagonist of the wedding had already returned to the room.
"Xiaofan, are you hungry? Eat something."
The room where the two lived together was full of joy, and the food and drinks on the table were full of enthusiasm.
Bai Qiuze was extremely busy setting chopsticks, cloth and dishes for others.
When Xiaofan is full, he can start eating.
After the banquet, Mo's father would announce the news at the banquet, and Bai Qiuze put heavy restrictions on the room to prevent his wedding night from being disturbed.
Mo Fan quietly watched the man busy before going to wash himself.
Candles burn all night until dawn, and the spring night is getting higher and higher day by day.
The two were turned red and lingering, but the guests who came at this moment hadn't slept all night.
In the dark of night, one after another news was spread, and undercurrents surged in the twilight. I don't know how many candles in the clan were lit all night.
This is bound to be a restless night.
"You are clearly acting like a bandit!" An angry voice sounded in the meeting hall of the Mo tribe.
Mo Fan sat under Mo's father, covered his mouth and yawned, lazily leaning on the man standing behind him, "Whether you agree or not is your own idea, I didn't force you."
Bai Qiuze's seat was on the other side of Mo Fan, but he had to stand.
Bai Qiuze: The seats here are so far apart, it's difficult to hug Xiaofan.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was serious, but the two of them didn't seem to notice anything, just like a newlywed couple. Amidst the slight twitching of the foreheads of the elders, dog food was generously sprinkled.
The man was speechless and stood in front of the table with only a look of panic.
Mo Qiankun coughed dryly, got up and said, "My son's intention is not to let everyone belong to my Mo family, but after all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and I naturally believe in your character. However, the world is impermanent, and I always ask for peace of mind."
What Mo Qiankun said was high-sounding, but all the old foxes didn't listen to him, and kept their faces straight.
It's okay to help them advance to the seventh level, but how can they be willing to swear not to attack the Mo clan
Not to mention the constraints brought about by signing the oath, even they themselves are unwilling in their hearts. Of the five great families, which one doesn't want to one day devour the rest of the families and become the sole ruler of the Holy Soul Continent
Mo Fan did not change his words, and the sixth-level soul kings present did not let go, and the atmosphere became stalemate.
Mo Fan is not the Holy Mother. If the other party grows stronger, he turns around to deal with them and cause trouble for them. If he helps the other party improve his strength, isn't he creating trouble for himself
Hijack each other? There are more than a dozen soul emperors in one family, how to fight? The level gap is like a chasm. When the soul power is low, this gap is not obvious, the higher the level, the greater the distance opened with each level up.
"I'm so sleepy, have you thought about it? If you haven't thought about it, I'll go to sleep first and come find me when you think about it. But at that time, it's not just such a condition."
The two of them messed around all night last night, and they had to deal with this group of old men the next day. Mo Fan was teary-eyed, and he really didn't have the patience to say more.
The conditions he raised were not harsh, but he only asked the clans not to attack their children within the three generations without reason.
Rise and fall have their own definite number, and Mo Fan will not force the Mo clan to prosper forever. He did this only to eliminate the aftermath of the move. A comfortable environment will only wear down the hearts of the people.
After Mo Fan finished speaking, he got up and seemed to really want to leave. Bai Qiuze hurriedly put his arms around the opponent's waist, and turned around together.
"Wait a minute," the soul king of a small clan couldn't hold back, "I'll think about it later."
Mo Fan said coldly, "If you haven't made a decision, don't waste my time."
The man gritted his teeth, "Okay, I agree."
Someone agreed, and the soul kings of some other small clans became agitated. After all, their family is weak and has no ability to cause trouble for the giant Mo clan, so they don't mind making an oath. It's just that the other four big families are eyeing them covetously, and they dare not take that step easily.
An elder of the He family said, "Nephew, now that the mainland is facing the threat of evil sects, the increase in strength will not only benefit us, but also the mainland. Why do you hide your clumsiness?"
"What does the mainland have to do with me?" Mo Fan said mercilessly.
The elder was stunned for a moment, angrily said, "You have no mercy at all."
When someone slandered Mo Fan, Bai Qiuze naturally would not stay out of it, and said mockingly, "You have compassion, why don't you see you doing something for the mainland?"
The elder was immediately speechless, "You, you..."
"Me, me, me, what's wrong with me? I'm telling the truth," Bai Qiuze added fuel as if he didn't think the other party was angry enough.
"Xiaofan, don't pay attention to these people. If you are not happy, I will help you to kill them." Hexi disappeared, and his cold eyes swept over everyone one by one.
The coercion of the seventh-level soul emperor and the murderous look in the opponent's tone made everyone break out in a cold sweat.
This group of people seems to have forgotten that what they are facing is a seventh-level soul king, not a sixth-level soul king.
"No," Mo Fan stopped, "They are not a threat."
Facing Mo Fan, Bai Qiuze had a gentle and doting look on his face. How could a person who was captured by Bai Qiuze's aura dare to associate "beautiful" with this person
The other party is clearly a moody tyrant!
Mo Qiankun also put away his smile, "Since I, the Mo Clan, will inform everyone of this news, I have no intention of keeping it private. Originally, we could work behind closed doors, but now you are not grateful and threatening, please forgive me, Mo Qiankun." I will not accompany you."
"Brother, brother, don't be angry," another person stood up to smooth things over, "We are all soul kings, we are used to being carefree, and have a big temper. I suddenly heard your conditions and I couldn't figure it out. My royal family agrees to your request."
When someone started, it was the wind blowing the wall and the grass falling on one side, and there was a harmonious echo.
The man winked at the elder who spoke first, and the elder also recalled it, put away the arrogance on his body, and respectfully said, "I agree."
Today is no longer the era when the soul king is praised.
The strong also come from the weak. When one is not strong enough, restraining one's temper is the basic law of self-preservation. The days of ease have passed for a long time, so it's no wonder that their vision is quite narrow.
"My father will explain the follow-up to you, and I will enlighten you tomorrow." He wanted to go to sleep now.
Seeing Mo Fan's tired look, Father Mo gave Bai Qiuze a reproachful look. Bai Qiuze accepted it humbly, and walked out of the meeting room with him in his arms.
Originally, the few people here were still a little bit unwilling. After listening to Mo Qiankun's detailed explanation, they learned that as long as the soul body is upgraded to level seven, there is a chance to give birth to offspring with an affinity of 90, which can become a real summoning without enlightenment Teacher, that trace of unwillingness has dissipated.
Juniors, above everything else. As long as someone in their clan becomes a summoner, Mo Fan's hint is no longer needed. But, how do you get the other party to hand over the incantation formula
The few people who were happy in vain became worried again.
Mo Fan didn't intend to hide it privately. He couldn't stay in this world for a long time. To realize the holy spirit beast's last wish, it still needs the efforts of the local residents.
As long as a real summoner is born, he will naturally hand over the formula.
It can be handed over to Mo's father and let him seek some benefits for the family. Mo Fan was thinking about it.
*****
The next day, Mo Fan was helping a group of soul kings to advance one by one. An angry figure came in from the outside. Seeing that there were many people in the hall, he calmed down and said, "Mo Fan, are you giving them enlightenment? Have you forgotten that there are still people in the clan who have not advanced?"
Mo Fan said innocently, "I have enlightened all the uncles in the clan."
Mo Ganlin forced a smile, "You just forgot about your Uncle Lin."
"I haven't forgotten," Mo Fan continued his movements, "Do you need me to tell you your identity?"
"What identity can I be?" Mo Ganlin was startled, and comforted himself, you did it very secretly and no one would find out.
"Collude with the evil faction." Mo Fan hooked his lips.
Mo Ganlin's expression remained unchanged, "What nonsense are you talking about! Why should I collude with the evil faction?"
"Since you delivered it to your door, I will not be polite." This meant not listening to his explanation.
A group of soul kings around him stared at him covetously, and some soul kings were among them. Mo Ganlin finally changed his color and said, "Mo Fan, why are you slandering me?"
A look of being wronged.
However, the others did not listen to his excuse and went to arrest him. Mo Fan showed them the memory spar, and there was a picture of Mo Ganlin talking with the other party in it.
"Don't you just listen to the words of a yellow-mouthed kid?" Mo Ganlin struggled.
"You don't need to quibble, we have all seen evidence of your collusion with the evil faction."
"What evidence?" Mo Ganlin refused to admit it.
He thought he was hiding it, and Mo Fan's attitude on the surface was the same, so he was not vigilant, who would have expected him to be here waiting for him.
After activating the memory spar, the scene of Mo Ganlin talking to the summoner in black jumped out.
"I have fulfilled your conditions, so what about the person I want?"
"That kid Mo Fan suddenly became the soul king for some reason. When I advance, I will capture him and hand him over to you."
The picture faded away, but Mo Ganlin calmed down, "How did you take the picture?"
"No matter how I photographed it, you don't need to know anymore."
Mo Ganlin couldn't imagine, decades of schemes were defeated by a young man under 20, "You don't want to know what they want you to do?"
"No," Mo Fan spit out, "I know far more than you. For example, the cultivation base of the evil sect is devouring."
"I underestimated you."
"You are useless." After saying this, Mo Fan ordered someone to take Mo Ganlin down.
Death awaits him.
It's not that he didn't want to fight hard, but Mo Fan didn't know what kind of soul skill used to seal his soul power, making him unable to move. Mo Ganlin showed signs of decline.
When Father Mo saw the picture inside the spar for the first time, he was worried that the evil party's coveting of Mo Fan would threaten his life, so he told him to keep people by his side. Mo Fan comforted Mo's father that "the other party is only a sixth-level soul king", so he was relieved.
If you care about it, you will be chaotic.
The battle between good and evil has never been able to end in a short time. This duel between the summoner and the evil faction lasted for more than ten years.
Mo Fan is far ahead in the struggle to eliminate the evil faction. And not long ago, he had officially broken through the eighth level and became a ninth-level soul saint.
It's time for this war to end. Mo Fan lowered his eyes.
His time in this world is running out, and he hopes to spend his last time peacefully with a man.
The evil summoner who once sealed Mo Fan had already died, and was replaced by Mo Yue.
Knowing that his father was murdered by his family, Mo Yue became uneasy, and became a summoner of the evil sect. Even so, it seems that the power of the world in the child of destiny has not been withdrawn, and with the blessing of his cultivation speed, he has become a ninth-level evil soul saint in one fell swoop.
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Mo Yue has been secretly improving his strength and rarely shows up. Although he didn't want to admit it, he really couldn't beat Mo Fan.
"There is one thing that Mo Fan probably didn't tell you." The former clansman stood on the opposite side of him, Mo Yue said strangely.
A group of people behind Mo Fan did not answer, they obviously believed in Mo Fan.
"This person," Mo Yue raised his finger to Bai Qiuze, "is a holy soul beast."
Now, no matter how calm they were, the group of summoners couldn't help but whisper to each other.
Bai Qiuze is a holy soul beast? It was rumored that the Holy Soul Beast could transform people, but it turned out to be true! But Mo Fan signed a marriage contract with the other party.
"So what?"
"Yes! So what?"
What happened to Bai Qiuze, they all saw in their eyes, what they had to do now was to unanimously speak to the outside world, and the rest could be discussed after the war was over.
Needless to say, the two sides are fighting together. This war, which has lasted for nearly twenty years, has finally entered its final stage and is about to come to an end.
"Actually, I've always envied you." Mo Yue said suddenly.
"Needless to say, you can't beat me." Mo Fan didn't want to hear the Son of Luck moan.
Maybe the other party really has a lot of emotion, but he is not interested!
Mo Yue's face twisted for a moment, "In that case, let's make a deal."
Mo Yue was indeed no match for Mo Fan. Without their leader, this group of evil summoners collapsed and were quickly wiped out by their own summoners.
"Mo Fan, can you spare his life?" He Luoshen walked over hesitantly and asked.
"I don't need your sympathy." Mo Yue said, resolutely detonating the soul power in his body, intending to die with the other party.
Still, his idea came to nothing. Mo Fan can still resist the power of self-explosion.
A large empty hole appeared on the battlefield, He Luoshen looked at the place where Mo Yue disappeared, and remained silent for a long time. He no longer knew whether it was right or wrong to reject the other party at that time.
…
When Mo Fan was about to leave, the first baby with an affinity of 90 was born.
After the battle between good and evil, those old people gave up their cultivation and went all out to make babies, Mo Fan was also speechless. Even, a group of people competed with each other, who would be the next generation summoner. It seems that they have forgotten the extreme anger when Mo Fan asked them to sign the oath.
For this reason, Bai Qiuze often pestered him on the bed, "Let's have a baby too."
"Well, what the hell! I'm not a woman!" Mo Fan's voice was shattered.
"How do you know if you won't give birth if you don't try?" Bai Qiuze lay on Mo Fan's body, his voice hoarse, and his body kept moving.
Mo Fan didn't bother to argue with him.
After the incident, Bai Qiuze touched Mo Fan's slightly swollen belly, and murmured, "I've fed you so much, why don't you give me a big fat boy."
Mo Fan slapped him, but Bai Qiuze didn't hide, and accepted it with a smile. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he grabbed the other's slender and slender fingers with well-defined joints, and gently pecked and kissed her.
Mo Fan was so tormented that he felt powerless all over his body. He thought it was a slap, but in Bai Qiuze's view, it was just a caress.
Couldn't help pulling someone to do it again, Mo Fan was too tired to keep his eyes open.
Bai Qiuze: Well, it's all because Xiaofan is so cute.
Mo Fan: ...
I really want to kick people.
Father Mo originally wanted to pass on the position of patriarch to Mo Fan, but was rejected by Mo Fan because of "impacting cultivation". Probably, before he left, Father Mo could continue to be happy for hundreds or thousands of years!
Little episode.
Even though he still has tens of thousands of years left in his lifespan, his body is getting weaker and weaker day by day. A few days ago, he was already unable to walk, so he could only lie on the bed, and Bai Qiuze was always by his side.
"Xiaofan, there is something I didn't tell you." Bai Qiuze's eyes were gentle, and he didn't feel overly sad about it. After all, if Mo Fan leaves, he will go with him.
"What..." Mo Fan felt that it was extremely difficult for him to speak.
"Holy soul beasts can reproduce with the same sex," Bai Qiuze said with a smile, "You don't blame me for not telling you, do you?"
"How... why... do you want... give me... give birth to a..."
"If you recover, I'll give birth to you." Bai Qiuze still smiled, but his eyes were shining with water, "How is it?"
"That's... too... too bad..." He couldn't do it.
"Well, I'm so lucky." Bai Qiuze said.
"Kiss me... again, will you?"
Mo Fan's pale face suddenly flushed with a radiant luster, and his eyes were clear and bright. Bai Qiuze wanted to shed tears sadly.
A cool kiss landed on Mo Fan's lips, Bai Qiuze raised his head, and the boy on the bed closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.
Bai Qiuze calmly went to bed and lay next to Mo Fan, interlocking his fingers, turned his head to look at Mo Fan for the last time, hugged the youth's thin waist that had never changed, and buried his head in the side of Mo Fan's neck.
Time continued to move forward, and the tall man on the bed turned into a snow-white adult-sized beast in a burst of white mist, guarding the young man's side.
That is eternal nostalgia.
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