Chapter 2592 (1/2)

Mo Qian and Mo Li didn't stay in the small world. After thousands of miles across the aquatic community, they fell in front of a shining channel.

”You watch here, and I'll go back and tell my father.”

Mo Qian took a step forward, paused for a moment, then turned back and said, ”that's just the God of creation. It can't directly shuttle through any interface. This is the only entrance and exit of the world. You can watch it here, and if there is any disturbance, you can inform immediately.”

Mo Li frowned, but she didn't argue with Mo Qian. She went to one side and sat down. She didn't want to run back and forth. She was interested in the mysterious God of creation. She could read it into a battle. What kind of terror is that?

Mo Qian has been used to Mo Li's reticent attitude for a long time. He doesn't care much about it. He takes out a piece of waist token and goes directly into the front passage. According to his realm, he can go back to the world of daozun after passing through this channel for about three hours.

When Mo Qian left, Mo Li took a look at the entrance of the small world, and the corner of his mouth flashed a light sneer.

Nowadays, the most powerful one in daozun Mohist school is the God of creation, their grandfather, but they rarely appear. In the legend, the so-called Mohist Taoist sage has never seen it since Mo Li was born. She can't be sure whether it is true or not. Maybe only their grandfather, who rarely appears, can know.

Now there is a god of terror in this small world. It is very difficult to deal with a single thought, let alone the God of creation. Mo Li feels that even if her grandfather comes, he may not be an opponent. The Mohist school is expected to be busy this time.

As for Mo family, she doesn't care much about her family's glory, but she doesn't care much about her future.

Three hours later, a vast, cloudless and peaceful world, Mo Qian directly came out of a channel, and this is the center of the world of Tao respect and Tao.

”Prince!”

As soon as he came out, more than a dozen guards standing around spoke in unison.

Mo Qian just nodded his head in an unfathomable way. He did not show any emotion to the guards of the entrance of daozun world. He is the fourth generation successor of Mohist School and is the prince. There is no need to smile at these people.

He rose from the sky and his body passed through the void without concealing the breath of his subordinate God. As long as he passed by, people could easily feel his domineering momentum. Many people ridiculed this. They all knew that Mo Qian was showing off and attracting others' attention. However, in the face of Mo Qian, he could not say anything even if he knew it.

Soon after, Mo Qian fell from the sky and fell on a mountain building that spread thousands of miles. In front of him was a stone palace formed by countless huge stones. This was the Council Hall of the Mohist school. Behind him was the bedroom of his father, the present patriarch of the Mohist family. Now he is going to find his father and tell him what he found in the small world.

Just about to go in, he saw a woman in Chinese clothes, accompanied by two maids, came out. Mo Qian also stopped.

Seeing the Chinese woman walking in front of him, Mo Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a touch of bright color. However, the bright color was well concealed by him, and it was difficult for others to find out.

In front of him, Mo Qian naturally knew that her name was Tang youyou. She was the eldest wife of his father, Mo Xun, after he and Mo Li's mother died. She was a middle God. At the beginning, she was unable to fight against Mo Xun's oppression, and finally became his wife. However, several years later, Tang youyou did not give birth to a child for him.

Tang youyou also saw Mo Qian. As a middle God, his senses were very powerful. Although Mo Qian's eyes were very obscure and even hard to catch, Tang youyou still caught that evil smell.

A little anger in the heart, but there is no expression on the face, the beautiful face, with a touch of charm, and in that charm, there is a trace of sadness is not easy to detect.

”The patriarch's wife!”

Mo Qian took back his eyes and opened his mouth for the first time. When he lowered his head, his eyes passed over the proud and plump place, and his throat moved slightly. However, he should think about it in his heart. Not to mention that the person in front of him was his father's wife, and the state of the middle God was not something he could challenge at will.

Tang youyou held back his displeasure and nodded: ”what's the matter with you in a hurry?”

”I'm looking for my father!” Mo Qian replied in a low voice: ”he sent us to explore a small world, because there was born a lower God who had just surrendered to our Mohist family, but he died, and all the ethnic groups in that small world were destroyed. So Mo Li and I went to investigate it, and now we have got the rest.”

”What I did that night was a god of nature who could be read in a row. This matter is of great importance. I want to report to my father.”