1538: C1538 Old Morty Lake

C1538 Old Morty Lake

Time went back a few minutes ago.

Lei Kehua left in front of Shi Jun. The first thing he noticed was Mrs Wang.

He did not specialize in picking soft persimmons, but he had no choice. There were only three Martial Saint warriors in the lower realm, Shi Jun, Nangong Wang, and Mrs Wang.

Nangong Wang was covered in death energy, and even a fool would know how difficult it was to deal with him.

However, he wanted to finish the battle as soon as possible and return to help Lu Long and Mrs Wang.

Therefore, even if he did not want to pick a soft persimmon, he had no choice but to find Mrs Wang.

Mrs Wang did not really care. Dressed in white clothes, she casually waved her hand and was about to charge forward.

Suddenly, a voice came from the side. "Wait!"

Mrs Wang turned around in shock and saw that it was Elder Mo. A sweet smile appeared on her face.

Elder Mo rushed over quickly and ordered angrily. "Your man is still alive. You don't have the right to deal with this Lei."

"Yes." Elder Mo was only a Martial Sovereign warrior, but now he was going to deal with a Martial Saint warrior. Mrs Wang was as happy as a young girl and left immediately, looking for another elder.

"Hehe."

Seeing Mrs Wang leave quickly, Elder Mo had a complicated look in his eyes. Why did he only notice such a good woman until now?

On the other hand, Elder Lei, who was opposite him, did not do anything for no reason. He ate a belly full of dog food first. Immediately, black lines appeared on his forehead.

Just as he was about to ask, "Who the f * ck are you?"

Suddenly, he stared at Elder Mo's face, which had regained its youthful look. Lei Kehua furrowed his brows. He felt like he had met Elder Mo before.

"You, have I seen you before?"

"It's possible."

Elder Mo nodded.

As far as he knew, the Thunder Spirit Sect was located in a remote area. Zhong Prefecture, and Yun family were also in Zhong Prefecture.

Lei Kehua was deep in thought. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his facial expression changed drastically. A name had already appeared in his mind from his sealed memories. His eyes were filled with fear as he asked, "You are Mo Zifu?"

Elder Mo was also stunned when he heard that. "You really know me?"

However, he frowned as he recalled for a long time. He could not recall where he had seen Lei Kehua.

Lei Kehua saw his expression and guessed that the former was reminiscing. He smiled bitterly and said, "Don't think about it. I remember you, but you don't know me."

In other words, there were very few people in the Zhong Prefecture who didn't remember the name "Don't be conceited" when they were about the same age as him.

Twenty years ago, he was still young and wasn't even an elder of the Thunder Spirit Sect. In the Thunder Spirit Sect, his talent wasn't considered good either. He was muddleheaded all day long. Suddenly, one day, he heard that there would be a young Proud Son of Heaven exchange meeting in the vicinity of the sect. Since he had nothing to do, he decided to go and take a look.

Although there were many names in the exchange meeting of the higher realms, the content wasn't too different.

The so-called Proud Son of Heavens didn't need to be recommended or had a long reputation. As long as he felt that he was strong enough in the younger generation, he could write down his name on the plaque at the entrance of the meeting, and then he could become a member of the Proud Son of Heavens that entered the venue.

People like Lei Kehua back then would never dare to call themselves Proud Son of Heavens. At most, he would just go and join in the fun.

Suddenly, a sneer came from the side. Lei Kehua looked over and saw a name written at the bottom of the sign.

Mo Zifu.

Although there would be dark horses appearing in the Proud Son of Heaven exchange meet, it was still a small number. Generally speaking, those who could fight until the end of the exchange meet were all well-known young experts.

These types of young people needed resources and resources. If they wanted to cultivate, even the sect master could personally guide them.

In comparison, what right did those nameless people have to compete with these youngsters?

And this Mo Zifu belonged to a name that none of the young people present had heard before.

Immediately, mocking voices sounded from all around again.

"Mo Zifu, don't be conceited? What a big tone. I'm afraid it's not another fool who thinks himself to be arrogant."

"That's right. Liu Cai from the Liu family is here too. With him here, Mo Zifu will just be sending himself to his death..."

Listening to the mocking laughter around them, Lei Kehua couldn't help but sneer. In his opinion, since he was a mediocre person, he should just be honest and calm. Why did he have to ask for trouble?

Who knew.

"Mo Zifu against Wen Hui, Mo Zifu wins!"

...

... "Mo Zifu wins!"

News spread from the meeting one after another. The mocking laughter around them gradually died down. However, there were still people who secretly sneered and said disdainfully, "Consider this kid lucky."

Until then.

"Mo Zifu won against Liu Cai and Mo Zifu of the Liu family!"

The surroundings were silent.

Lei Kehua still remembered the look of disbelief on Liu Cai's face as she sat in the middle of the meeting.

Mo Zifu, who had just walked out of the meeting, turned around in disdain. He said, "Tsk, whatever Proud Son of Heaven from the Upper Realm is a joke."

"Remember, this young master is Mo Zifu from the Lower Realm. Sooner or later, I will trample all of you Upper Realm medicinal Proud Son of Heavens under my feet."

Everyone was in an uproar.

They did not care about the last arrogant sentence of the young man. It was only now that they knew that this person actually came from the lower realm?

...

Ever since that day, countless young men of Zhong Prefecture had been looking forward to having a higher realm medicinal Proud Son of Heaven that could trample Mo Zifu under their feet, so as to ease the feelings in their hearts.

However, the reality disappointed them. One after another, the higher realm medicinal Proud Son of Heavens were defeated in front of a lower realm martial artist like chickens and dogs.

Lei Kehua was also secretly looking forward to it. One day, the higher this Mo Zifu stood, the more miserable he would fall. It was just that for some reason, he was faintly looking forward to it in his heart, hoping that this Lower Realm person would truly stand at the peak. He didn't know what he was looking forward to.

Until that day, when the Yun family of Zhong Prefecture announced their son-in-law, it was none other than Mo Zifu.

On the day countless young men of Zhong Prefecture were seeking death, there were many sect masters and family masters who were secretly glad that these two little scourges of Zhong Prefecture had come together. It was truly the fortune of the Zhong Prefecture's martial artists.

At the same time.

Lei Kehua didn't even dare to think about that talented girl of Yun family. However, on this day, he understood what he was looking forward to.

If a martial artist from the lower realm could marry into the Yun family, then why couldn't he, a disciple of a major sect that had been chosen by the Thunder Spirit Sect, work hard?0

Thus, ten years later, the Thunder Spirit Sect lost a disciple called Lei Kehua and an elder called Lei Kehua.

...

Elder Mo didn't know that he had such an impact on Lei Kehua. Instead, when he found out that Lei Kehua really knew him, his face turned red.

Being young and full of vigor is harmful to others!

Thinking back, when he was in his second year of middle age, he had done the same thing as Mo Nan many times. Now that he thought about it, he did not even have the face to see anyone.

He felt that he had to turn around and talk to Stinky, so that Mo Nan wouldn't be like him in the future. When he thought of those arrogant words when he was young, he wished that he could find a hole to hide in first.

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