After the Mo family disciple sent the twelve youths away, Elder Mo's gaze landed on Feng Hao.
This time … it was not that Elder Mo felt that Feng Hao was a super expert who was hiding his cultivation, but he had other arrangements.
Elder Mo said, "Where are you from? What's your name? "
"Feng Hao Ran, from the Southern Region Martial God Sect," Feng Hao said.
Initially, he wanted to use the name Feng Hao directly, but after thinking about it, he was the lord of the world after all. Since he chose to hide his cultivation, he would use another identity.
The name Feng Hao could not be branded with any other label.
"Since you can join the sect, you should have cultivation, right? But looking at you … you don't look like one! "Elder Mo asked.
"I participated in the trial and lost my cultivation, so I came to the Heavenly King City to make a living," Feng Hao said.
"You sure have a long way to earn a living, it's a hundred and eight thousand miles …"
Elder Mo almost laughed out loud, then said, "Alright, I won't ask about this … It just so happens that there's something here that's very suitable for you to do. You're lucky …"
As he spoke, Elder Mo looked meaningfully at Feng Hao.
"What is it?" Feng Hao asked curiously.
He noticed that Elder Mo's gaze seemed to really think that he was lucky, giving him the feeling that the group of people who became high-level guards were unlucky.
Of course, if they all became the host of the Spirit Devouring Pill, then they were indeed unlucky …
"That Xue Cai said that you're smart … Why don't I feel like it? But this is better … Help me monitor someone. "
Elder Mo's eyes were very cold, and his tone was especially solemn.
Feng Hao's face was calm, and there were no ripples in his heart … This Elder Mo was no different from a child in his eyes.
Although he was a first-grade mortal saint, he could only flick his finger.
Elder Mo saw that Feng Hao's expression was abnormally calm and looked very wooden, so he felt that Feng Hao was a suitable candidate.
After that, he waved his hand, and the disciples of the Mo Clan who were standing at the side walked over and bowed respectfully.
Elder Mo said, "Bring Feng Hao to Seventh Young Mistress's courtyard. She lacks someone to fetch water, chop firewood, and light the fire …"
"Yes!"
The disciples of the Mo Clan accepted the order respectfully.
When Feng Hao heard Elder Mo's arrangement, he was a little dumbfounded. As the Great Thousand World Lord, he had actually fallen to the point of chopping firewood?
That said... Feng Hao had grown up in such a clan. After becoming the Lord of the Chiliocosm, his horizons had been broadened. It was rare for him to be able to play the part of an ordinary person so naturally.
It could be said … that he had a deeper understanding of the Dao and himself.
He could transform into anyone in the world, be it an ordinary person or a powerhouse. He would always play a certain role and look at the world from another angle.
The courtyard of Seventh Young Mistress of the Mo Clan was slightly remote. When the disciple of the Mo Clan brought Feng Hao to the courtyard, he said to Feng Hao, "Go in. From now on, you are a servant of Seventh Young Mistress of the Mo Clan … Also, keep an eye on her."
After saying that, the disciple of the Mo Clan left the small courtyard. Then, Feng Hao saw a pile of wood in the courtyard.
This was at least a few months' worth of wood.
Creak!
At this moment, the door of a room in the courtyard opened, and a woman in a yellow dress walked out.
The woman was stunned when she saw Feng Hao, but she quickly regained her senses and swept some fallen leaves in the courtyard.
The woman did not speak, and neither did Feng Hao.
However, from the woman's temperament, Feng Hao felt that she was most likely Seventh Young Mistress of the Mo Clan...
Although the woman was dressed very simply and did not have the style of a Young Mistress of the Mo Clan, there was an air of nobility in her eyes that could not be concealed.
Also … Feng Hao noticed that the woman's cultivation seemed to have been crippled. There was spiritual power in her body, but she did not have a Dantian Qi Sea. It was obvious that her cultivation was crippled by force.
"Crack!"
Feng Hao swung his ax and chopped the wood in half. Then, he looked at the woman from the corner of his eyes. At the same time, he used his Divine Perception to monitor every movement of everyone in the Mo Clan.
At this moment, Feng Hao sensed that the disciple of the Mo Clan who brought him to the courtyard of Seventh Young Mistress of the Mo Clan was reporting to Elder Mo, so he listened attentively.
"Elder, why are you monitoring Mo Yaoyao? Her Dantian Qi Sea has been crippled, so there is nothing to worry about … "The disciple of the Mo Clan said doubtfully.
"Mo Wen Tian's daughter is never simple. Have you seen someone whose cultivation has been crippled and whose father has gone missing, still able to remain so calm?"
Elder Mo said in a deep voice, "The Clan Head has just broken through to Half Step Supreme Emperor not long ago, so his realm is not stable yet. This elder is worried that Mo Yaoyao will harm the Clan Head."
"How could a piece of trash harm the Clan Head?" The disciple of the Mo Clan laughed.
Could a piece of trash affect a Half Step Supreme Emperor expert? It was clearly impossible.
"Mo Wen Tian left behind a secret treasure. I believe … Mo Yaoyao is so calm because she has this trump card …" Elder Mo's eyes shot out a hint of greed.
The disciple of the Mo Clan understood …
A secret treasure left behind by a Half Step Supreme Emperor … Anyone would be envious.
"You know so many things. What should we do now?"
Suddenly, Elder Mo looked at the disciple of the Mo Clan with a meaningful smile.
"Elder, please spare my life!"
Plop!
The disciple of the Mo Clan was so scared that he wet his pants and fell to the ground. He regretted knowing so many things.
Because … if any of these things were to be leaked out, Elder Mo would be in trouble.
Coincidentally … he helped to arrange all of these things.
He would definitely die!
However, the disciple of the Mo Clan obviously did not want to die. He swore loyalty and eternal loyalty …
However, Elder Mo took out an elixir from his sleeve and placed it on the disciple of the Mo Clan. He said softly, "Swallow it …"
When the disciple of the Mo Clan saw the elixir, his body twitched violently. This was the Bone Transforming Elixir …
Anyone who swallowed it, even if it was a Second Grade Wu Huang expert who ate it by mistake, would be finished.
Not even his bones would be left.
"No, Elder … I am loyal to you …" The disciple of the Mo Clan was crazy. He really did not want to die.
"I like people who are loyal and devoted," Elder Mo said seriously.
The disciple of the Mo Clan nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I am your most loyal dog …"
"Don't rush …"
Elder Mo said with a smile, "Since you are so loyal to this elder, you should have some substantial performance … Swallow it, and this elder will believe you."
The body of the disciple of the Mo Clan trembled violently again. He was scared silly, but he had no other choice but to swallow it …
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