The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

Finally meeting their master, as soon as Mo Mo and the others walked into Lao Jiang's office, Lightning, who smelled Mo Mo's scent, rushed into Mo Mo's arms.

During this period when Mo Mo was away, it was Lao Jiang who took care of it.

Lightning's rubbing appearance made Mo Mo giggle.

"Okay, little thing, your master's injuries haven't healed yet, so stop making trouble." Liang Chuxin forcibly grabbed the lightning off Mo Mo's body.

The lightning that was still reluctant to get off Mo Mo kept crying "Awooo Awooo~".

"Director Jiang, they are here."

Before Zhao Wenting and Lao Jiang finished discussing their trip experience, a law enforcement officer knocked on the door to report.

"It just so happens that our bureau has welcomed a new student with supernatural powers from overseas today. Wen Ting, you can stay and meet him." The smile on Lao Jiang's face was obvious. Because the abilities of the new students in supernatural training in recent years have been getting worse and worse, so he was looking forward to whether the abilities of those coming from overseas would be more satisfactory.

"It's the one I mentioned to you before." Seeing some hesitation on Zhao Wenting's face, Lao Jiang explained again.

He had met Joe's family through a friend before, and the family had the idea of ​​sending Joe to the Bureau of Superpowers a long time ago.

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Zhao Wenting nodded in agreement.

Out of curiosity, Mo Mo and Liang Chuxin also stood quietly by, wanting to join in the fun.

The people who came in were a family of three with blond hair and white appearance.

"Hello, nice to meet you, my name is Joe and I'm from Turkey." The boy with clear sapphire eyes smiled and greeted everyone in the room.

Lao Jiang and Zhao Wenting were chatting with the Qiao family in a friendly manner, while Liang Chuxin and Mo Mo were quietly sizing up the boy who was about to become their brother.

His arms are well-defined, showing that he exercises regularly. His fingers are long and his nails are neatly trimmed, and every detail shows that he pays attention to his personal image.

[It turns out that there are many people with supernatural powers not only in China, but also abroad. I wonder what level of spiritual power this Qiao has reached? ]

In just a moment, Mo Mo's eyes met Qiao who turned his head.

After receiving Qiao's life script, although Mo Mo's expression did not show much surprise, a big turmoil was quietly rising in his heart.

[What!? This boy will become a powerful person with the ability to turn the world upside down? But unfortunately, he will become a very influential villain in the end, and the reason for his evil turn is that his parents died. How pitiful. ]

"Joe," his father said slowly, "being able to join the Supernatural Bureau this time is a rare opportunity, but also a huge challenge. You will face different cultures, languages, and lifestyles. It is also an important process for you to learn how to improve your cultivation. But remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must remain optimistic and perseverant."

Joe's mother sat gracefully beside him, tears of reluctance flashing in her eyes, but an encouraging smile still on her face.

Looking at such a warm scene, Mo Mo felt as if something was blocked in her heart. When no one was paying attention, she took a deep breath and then exhaled gently.

**

Mo Mo stood in front of the Yan family alive again.

Yan Li and Yan Jing planned to persuade Mo Mo to give up joining the Superpower Bureau. As the head of the family, Yan Tao chose to respect Mo Mo's own choice.

"Brother, sister, dad, think about it, if none of us practice cultivation, then even if the Cen Lin Mountain rift is really lost and involved in a struggle between superpowers or monsters, what can we do to fight for the current stability?" Yan Mu chose to support Mo Mo. He shrugged and then said, "Also, even if the crisis of the Cen Lin Mountain rift is over, what about the next one? What about the future? Now I not only want to declare that I support Mo Mo's idea, but I have also decided to join the ranks of cultivation."

Momo, who was sitting on the sofa holding Lightning, looked at Yan Mu with some surprise.

"..."

Yan Jing and Yan Li felt that their brother had gone crazy to say such things. "What if Mo Mo really can't come back this time? Have you thought about it?"

The family's voting meeting ended in a stalemate.

"I'm not afraid of death. What I'm afraid of is living a mediocre life and then watching the people around me die tragically one by one." Mo Mo said with a serious expression. At this moment, she didn't look like a child younger than them at all.

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight." Yan Tao looked at the silent night outside the window and said, "Perhaps, Mo Mo is right. She is the only one who can see the life scripts of so many people. She is the only one who has the ability to rewrite them. Perhaps... this is her destiny."

After saying that, Yan Tao went upstairs alone.

Seeing that their father had said this, Yan Jing and Yan Li looked at each other.

"Mo Mo, then you must promise your sister that no matter what you do, you must protect yourself, okay?" Yan Jing's voice was very gentle.

"Yeah." Mo Mo nodded heavily in agreement.

So the next morning, Mo Mo begged Yan Mu to take her to Yin City again.

"Brother Amu, actually you don't have to say things like 'You should practice too' just to support me. You have done a lot for Mo Mo." As the two of them were strolling around Yin City, Mo Mo spoke to Yan Mu sensibly.

"Ah?" Yan Mu turned his head and looked at her in confusion: "No, I said this because I really want to go, not just to support you."

"Really?" Mo Mo looked at him doubtfully.

"It couldn't be more true." Yan Mu met her gaze with a determined look on his face.

"What about your studio?"

"I have already planned what you are thinking about. I will just change the live broadcast to once a week." Yan Mu said confidently, "And I have thought it through. It is enough to leave the money-making to Dad and Big Brother. Even if they stop doing it now, for our family, we will not be able to spend all the money in three lifetimes."

"Okay." Mo Mo nodded.

"What did you say you wanted to buy?" Yan Mu asked suddenly.

"Talisman paper, the kind that Mingjue taught me to use to write amulets. I thought of preparing some more and making some for myself when I get home for backup." Mo Mo said with gestures.

Yan Mu recalled the memory Mo Mo mentioned. He nodded and said, "Oh, is it the one you scribbled in the bamboo forest before you left?"

Mo Mo nodded.

"You learned all of this so quickly?" Yan Mu was shocked!

"What else?" Mo Mo looked proud.

"Awesome!" Yan Mu gave Mo Mo a thumbs up.

Mo Mo had just bought some talisman paper that day, and planned to take it back to the dormitory of the Training Department of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers to practice drawing talismans while recuperating. Unexpectedly, it would come in handy so soon.

After hearing his classmates talking about "something happened to Instructor Zhao", Mo Mo forgot to put down the brush and talisman paper in his hand and followed them to the scene to watch the show.

Zhao Wenting, who originally gave people a cold and calm image, now had a hideous and distorted face, veins bulging on his forehead, and he raised his head and groaned in pain like an emotionless beast.

【how so? 】

At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body began to become violent and restless, like a wild horse running wildly in his body without control. And the black breath of death that only Mo Mo could see rushed out from his mouth, nose and eyes, surrounding his whole body.

"Back off! He is no longer the Instructor Zhao you usually see. Everyone, back off immediately!"

Just as Lao Jiang finished speaking, a heavy punch formed by black mist came towards Mo Mo. It was thrown by the out-of-control Zhao Wenting.

All the students were so scared that they dodged everywhere, only Mo Mo was still standing there.

Zhao Wenting, with his teeth bared, appeared in front of Mo Mo at an extremely fast speed. He shouted with his last bit of rationality: "Go!"

[How is this possible? This is the person who saved my life.]

"The situation is critical, we have no choice but to use this magic weapon." Lao Jiang raised the white bone sword in his hand, with some reluctance on his face.

"Director Jiang, this attack will have a huge impact. Even Instructor Zhao will probably end up with half of his body paralyzed."

"I can't care about that anymore."

At the same time, Lao Jiang and several other managers had already gone around behind Zhao Wenting, preparing to arrest him.

A black hand shackled Mo Mo's neck. Mo Mo reacted quickly and wrote a flash talisman to escape from the shackles of the hand. After escaping, he quickly wrote three soul-binding talismans. The golden talisman paper tightly bound Zhao Wenting, thus avoiding the fatal blow of Lao Jiang's magic weapon.