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Chapter 453 17 The Last Cube Not Big or Small

Ju Yan curled his lips after hearing the conversation between an old man and a young man.

He is very clear about the development history of the Mohists in the Atlanta Empire. Tens of thousands of years ago, the people at that time, no matter the nobles or the common people, were gentle, courteous and thrifty, but they did not know when they gradually changed.

The nobles became cunning and cold-blooded in order to maintain their power, and the common people became unscrupulous in order to survive.

Strife and introversion are everywhere, only the Mo family, they stick to the family motto left by Mo Zongzhi, and maintain the good qualities of human kindness, kindness and honesty.

But obviously, in this social reality similar to the law of the jungle, the excellent character of the Mo family will only make it difficult for them to move forward in this world, and the family is declining day by day. If it is not for their own protection, the Mo family will not be able to last for so many years.

Mo Zhengde is just too simple and stupid. When he accepted Ling Peiyuan as a student, he had dissuaded him. Mo Zhengde also saw Ling Peiyuan's ambition——

His belief that the strong are respected made him want to rule all galaxies with iron and blood.

But Mo Zhengde always thinks that he can influence him and make him give up the idea of ​​invading other planets, but it is impossible for the evil wolf to be educated by the little white rabbit, and his only ending can only be reduced to the evil wolf's bowl of Chinese food.

Sure enough, when Mo Zhengde sent Ling Peiyuan into the cube and wanted to reshape his three views with the help of the scene world in the cube, Ling Peiyuan became greedy for the treasures of the Mo family, and he tried every means to get the open cube. After learning the method, he wanted to get the key again, and it was only then that Mo Zhengde came to his senses.

In order to preserve the inheritance of the Mo family, he hurriedly gave himself and the golden key to Mo Sisi.

Afraid that Ling Peiyuan would spy on memories through people with mental powers, when Ling Peiyuan sent people to hunt him down, he deliberately died at the hands of his pursuers.

Ju Yan sighed slightly as he recalled this place.

How could a good guy outplay a bad guy? Fortunately, there is a little fox like Mo Si, who is thoughtful and can bear the burden of humiliation. Otherwise, Ling Peiyuan must have killed all the Mo family.

Mo Sisi didn't know about Ju Yan's sigh, she listened patiently to her ancestor's instructions, and after taking the paper figurine and a jade finger wrench from him, she prepared to leave the secret realm.

The paper figurine is actually a puppet, it can communicate with the ancestors, and its fighting power is amazing. According to the ancestors, the fighting power of this puppet is higher than that of the entire Tongfeng team.

The jade ring finger is a teleportation array. The ancestor said that after the matter between the Atlanta Empire and Ling Peiyuan is over, you can go to Brahma to find him. At that time, he and his great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother will come to pick him up.

Mo Sisi carefully put the jade ring on his hand and was about to say goodbye to his ancestors. Mo Zongzhi couldn't help but spoke: "Si Si, can I ask you something? This is the first time I've seen you in the secret realm. Me, I said it was your ancestor, why did you believe it so quickly? Don’t you have any precautions?"

Mo Si laughed, and she proudly said: "Whoever said that I am not defensive, I am very defensive."

After she finished speaking, she paused and then said: "Actually, I have doubts, but when I think about it, this is the inheritance place of our Mo family. In addition, my ancestors, you and I look so similar. Let's think about it together. I just believed it.”

Mo Zongzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stretched out his hand and tapped the forehead of his great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson: "It's not big or small, how do you talk?"

"Oops." Mo Sisi held his forehead and cried out in pain: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. It's because I look like my ancestors, not because my ancestors look like me."

(End of this chapter)