A hundred years ago, Mo Gucheng and the daughter of the Deng family fell in love, and with the help of Miss Deng, they rose step by step.
But when Mo Gucheng proposed marriage in the Deng family, he was ridiculed by the Deng family and expelled.
Mo Gucheng was furious, maddeningly, with a sword, killing thousands of people in the Deng family.
Miss Deng was heartbroken and committed suicide on the spot.
After Mo Gucheng returned to the South China Sea, he did not repent at the beginning, and he repented all his life.
Mogu City is ranked as the "Sword God of the South China Sea", dominating the martial arts in the southeast and the two seas, it can be described as a heroic hero.
But the matter of the Donghai Deng family has always been a life-long stain in Mo Gu's heart, and an indelible pain.
Eighty years ago, Mogu City was closed for life and death. As far as the Mo family was concerned, if the Deng family had a direct lineage, they could unconditionally inherit the Mo family's industry.
At that time, the boss of the Mo family and the high-ranking members of the Mo family all agreed to this matter.
But in fact, the old master of the Mo family and others were somewhat disapproving.
Although the Mohist has been passed down through the ages, it has only risen step by step since the beginning of Mogu City.
At the beginning of the Mo family's business, the gold and silver were taken by Mo Gucheng from the Deng family in Donghai.
The Deng family has passed on for thousands of years, and it was originally the No.1 martial art in the East China Sea.
How can the wealth accumulated by the Deng family for thousands of years be less
Relying on these amazing wealth, Mo Gucheng could not worry about the future, and put all his thoughts on martial arts training.
In other words, without the wealth of the Deng family, there would be no Mo family today.
Mo Gucheng has repeatedly told the Mo family's senior officials that he is only helping the Deng family take care of their wealth.
Since these wealth belonged to the Deng family, the direct line of the Deng family naturally has the right to take it back.
But Mo Gucheng is willing, but the Mo family seniors are unwilling!
Nonsense, the Mo family is richer than an enemy country, so why give up wealth to others
This is absolutely impossible!
Before Mo Gucheng retreats, the Mo family is better and will restrain themselves.
But after Mo Gucheng closed its doors, the Mo family was annihilated everywhere.
All the families related to the Deng family in Donghai were destroyed by the Mo family.
Even the people who knew the Deng family in Donghai were wiped out by the Mo family.
In the past eighty years, in order to cover up the matter of Mo Gucheng, the Mo family did not know how many people had been killed.
In the Mojia Tongtian River Basin, there is an island dedicated to the accumulation of bones.
This island, with Mount White Bone everywhere, is called-Bone Island!
The existence of the White Bone Island is enough to prove the power of the Mohist school and the panic.
It is precisely because of the madness of the Mohist school that the secrets of the Donghai Deng family are hidden in the dust of history.
In the 21st century, even in the East China Sea, no one knows what the Deng Family of the East China Sea is.
Ke Saijia, but know!
The Sai family has a long heritage, and the ancestors have always served as imperial alchemists in the Qing court, and have had contact with officials across the country.
Even after the Qing Dynasty was destroyed, the Saijia was still in aloof position and had a good relationship with the powerful.
Even the ancestors of the Donghai Deng family and the ancestors of the Sai family have a very good relationship.
From the time of the Qing Dynasty, the Wen family served as a servant for the Sai family.
As the chief executive of the Sai family, Wen Chou knew these secrets, so naturally it was nothing.
It's just that Wen Chou didn't pay attention for a while, and in front of Mo Yu, he told the matter.
This is embarrassing!
Fortunately, Wen Chou is very smart, and he wakes up in an instant: "Oh, look at my mouth, this man is old and always remembers things incorrectly, don't mind, I'm talking nonsense, aha."
Hearing that, although the teenagers were puzzled, they didn't speak much.
After all, Mo Gu City is so famous that it has always been a heroic image of the world.
If Mo Gucheng is a bad person, no one will believe it.
However, Mo Yu's expression was gloomy and terrifying.
"My Mo family's hundred-year catastrophe has come, and the descendant of the Deng family in the East China Sea actually appeared?" Murderous intent appeared in Mo Yu's eyes.
While Mo Yu was looking at the Masked Boy, the Masked Boy was also looking at Mo Yu.
Boom!
Eyes facing each other, calcium carbide sparks!
Mo Yu did not conceal the murderous intentions in his heart. He sneered and said, "Shark King? Good name!"
"Of course, only this name is worthy of Miss Yaxue." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
This masked boy is Deng Jiuling.
Deng Jiuling turned into a shark and hid the Bugatti Veyron in the space of life and death.
If it was Deng Xiao's identity, he would definitely be rejected by the Sai family, and he would not even be qualified to compete.
That's why Deng Jiuling changed his name and used the identity of the young master of the Deng family of the East China Sea.
Deng Jiuling did this, he was preparing to declare war with Mo Yu, but it would not arouse the alarm of the Nanhai Mo family.
After all, Deng Jiuling was about to enter the Ninth Grade Grandmaster, and at this critical stage, he must not go wrong.
"You..." Seeing Deng Jiuling so arrogant, Mo Yu's nose was crooked.
"Shark King, since you are the young master of the Deng family of the East China Sea, then you are eligible to participate, please." Sai Lei's voice resounded through the audience in an instant.
As soon as the voice fell, Deng Jiuling signed the book of life and death, and the whole person leaped into the air, looking at the void like a ladder, step by step on the back of the goshawk.
"What a handsome effort!" The teenagers were in an uproar, their eyes were full of shock.
Among the four seas, Beiming Ning's Lingbo Weibu is the strongest light gong.
Kening Xiaoyao's light work seems to be inferior to the masked teenager!
"Shark King, great!" Sai Lei gave a thumbs up.
Deng Jiuling's "longitudinal ladder" immediately stunned the heroes and completely dispelled Serei's doubts.
With such martial arts people, even if their identity is hidden, it is nothing.
"In the Donghai Deng's house, such a character unexpectedly appeared?"
Damn it!
Click!
Mo Yu clenched his fists tightly, and the tiger's eyes were full of sorrow: "Is it a member of the Mo family, who is born with a grudge against the surname Deng?"
At this moment, Mo Yu thought of Deng Jiuling.
Even Mo Yu had some doubts that the masked boy was Deng Jiuling.
But when I think of the masked teenager, the peerless light work displayed.
Mo Yu felt that his guess was wrong.
"Although Deng Jiuling is powerful, the ancestor Tongtian ignited his vitality at the beginning, and with the powerful thunder power of the first step, he slashed Deng Jiuling with one sword. This son does not believe that he is still alive!"
Mo Yu sneered disdainfully: "Even if Deng Jiuling is still alive, how could he come to the tournament to grab relatives in public?"
Mo Yu was born with a prominent background. He was born with a golden key since he was a child. He has a talent for thousands of years.
Deng Jiuling was born poor, with average talent and a scumbag, and was looked down upon by Mo Yu.
But Deng Jiuling tried to practice the tower in the Mo family, but he showed his eternal talent and slapped Mo Yu fiercely.
Deng Jiuling ignited the vitality to fight, almost killed the Mo family's direct descendants, severely inflicted the Mo family's ancestors, and made Mo Yu angry.
But what made Mo Yu the most jealous was that Deng Jiuling got Mo Wu's heart and Mo Wu's body.
Unforgivable!
After Deng Jiuling's battle on Tongtian Island, Mo Yu gritted his teeth and stepped into the trial tower. He cleared the level six consecutive levels with golden hells.
Compared with the previous battle, Mo Yu's martial arts is no longer what it used to be, and there is a tendency to step into half-step power at any time.
This is Mo Yu's self-confidence!
"King Deng Shark, you are not your opponent, huh!" Mo Yu jumped up and jumped onto Feiying's back.
"You can come to the Grand Canyon without dying, let's talk about it." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"My son is invincible in the South China Sea. Does a fellow Taoist think he can't safely descend into the Grand Canyon?" The old slave holding the sword stepped on the goshawk, his eyes full of mockery.
No matter how bad Mo Yu is, he is also the Nine-Rank Pinnacle Grandmaster. What is your Deng Jiuling
"Go!" Sai Lei's long howl, instantly resounded through the sky.
Hoop!
As soon as the voice fell, all the goshawks spread their wings and rushed towards the sky.
"It turns out that the eagle that Young Master Serei rides is the Eagle King."
"I understand, we eagles are all flying with the Eagle King."
"The Saijia training goshawk technique is really amazing."
All the teenagers talked and admired.
Roar!
But seeing the goshawk under Mo Yu's feet, he roared, unexpectedly surpassing everyone, and flew to the forefront.
"The art of taming the beasts, this young man will do too!" Mo Yu looked proud and took the lead, flying faster and faster.
"The contest started a long time ago, maybe this flight is just an assessment."
"Mo Yu deserves to be the son of Nanhai, amazing."
There was a commotion among the teenagers, and their eyes were full of shock.
From the beginning of the game, Mo Yu won
Duck!
Ning Xiaoyao and Prince Bussba looked at each other, and they both saw the discomfort in each other's eyes.
However, what can I do if I am unhappy
Nima is flying in the void, and everyone doesn't know how to tame beasts. What should I do
Cold!
Nowadays, besides watching Mo Yu pretend to be forced, it can only be so.
"My son, invincible!" The old slave holding the sword looked proud.
While speaking, the old slave holding the sword glanced at Deng Jiuling, his eyes full of mockery and contempt.
"Look at what to see, then watch carefully to fall down." Deng Jiuling said lightly.
"The Goshawks of the Sai family are all specially trained, how could the old friends fall?" The old slave holding the sword said with disdain.
"Brother Mo, you'd better be careful, after all, this is high in the sky." Manager Wen said worriedly.
"Old man dignified high-level martial arts master, not afraid!" said the old slave holding the sword proudly.
It is a kind of glory to be a "slave" in the Mo family.
The old slave holding the sword has been a slave to the Mo family master for many years, and his martial arts are naturally unfathomable.
however!
As soon as the voice fell, the old slave holding the sword flashed his eyes, and immediately realized that he was actually falling.
"Ah..." The scream of the old slave holding the sword echoed in the void for a long time.
Under the gaze of everyone, the goshawk suddenly turned in the opposite direction, causing the old slave holding the sword to fall into the void by surprise.
"Diamond Drape!" Although the old slave holding the sword screamed, he was not afraid of danger, and soon woke up and enveloped the "Diamond Drape", one of the three great powers of the Mo family.
boom!
The next moment, the old slave holding the sword fell to the ground, falling all over his body.
"The Taishang chapter is worthy of the Mo Family's magical skill, so you didn't suffer any internal injuries if you fell down from such a high place?" All the teenagers admired.
"Brother Mo, get away!" In the wind, the stewardess's anxious voice suddenly heard.
"Nani?" Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword was taken aback, and he didn't understand why.
Falling from the void this time, although the old slave holding the sword was injured not lightly, there was no internal injury. The problem was not very big.
It only takes a while to recuperate, and the old slave holding the sword can recover as before.
but!
boom!
The next moment, the old slave holding the sword hadn't awakened yet, a stream of light flashed in the void.
Cang!
Then, Zhu Xianjian fell and landed in a certain position of the old slave holding the sword.
"Ah..." The scream of sorrow and sorrow resounded across the sky in an instant.