Chapter 970 The Reunion of Uncles and Nephews Is a Farewell

In the villa, Mo Nan sat quietly on the sofa alone, the expression on his face was not frowning because of what happened recently, but a look of relief. Over the years, he has been thinking of revenge all the time, however, this strong desire makes it difficult for him to breathe. Suddenly, when everything he had worked so hard to build was destroyed, he felt a sense of relief.

Reflecting on everything he has done for so many years, Mo Nan also knows that he was very wrong. He should not impose his hatred on anyone. The ancient Wumen faction. That night, he listened to what Zhao Si said, but he actually believed it. Based on his understanding of his father, he knew that what Zhao Si said was true. However, he couldn't imagine that once he lost his desire for revenge, there was no need for him to live.

Seeing Ye Qian and Mo Long walk in from the door, Mo Nan couldn't help but smile and said, "You are finally here."

Ye Qian couldn't help being taken aback, it seemed that Mo Nan knew that he was coming, but there seemed to be no one else in the villa except Mo Nan, which made Ye Qian a little confused. Looking at the man in front of him, Mo Long couldn't help but tremble all over. This is his only relative in this world, his own uncle.

"Second Uncle!" Mo Long called out tremblingly, his expression obviously very nervous and excited. Seeing all this, Ye Qian lightly patted Mo Long's shoulder.

Mo Nan couldn't help trembling, he raised his head to look at Mo Long, he seemed to know him before, but he had never seen him before, but there was a very familiar and friendly feeling in his heart, there was clearly a familiar shadow between his brows. "You...you are Long'er?" Mo Nan said weakly, a little in disbelief.

Nodding heavily, Mo Long said, "Second Uncle, it's really you, it's really you, you're still alive, you're still alive." He wanted to see his family again, but he knew very well that his family still died in the First World War. When he inquired about Mo Nan in the island country, he was extremely pleasantly surprised and thought it was the most precious gift that God had left for him.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Nan smiled lightly, and said, "It's not a loss to lose in the hands of my nephew." Then he turned his gaze to Ye Qian, and said, "You are the leader of Langya, Wolf King Ye Qian." ? Sure enough, you are better than your father. I still remember that I fought with your father for three days and three nights. In the end, I lost to your father by one stroke. However, that was my whole life It is my honor to be able to fight against your father, the most unforgettable thing in my life. However, I never thought that after twenty years, I would be able to fight against his son again, and it would end in my defeat. It's really destiny."

Ye Qian and Mo Long looked at each other, and they didn't understand what Mo Nan meant. Of course, they all hoped that Mo Nan would find his way back. Otherwise, what would Ye Qian do if he really started to fight? How will Mo Long deal with it? Besides, with Mo Nan's kung fu, Ye Qian and Mo Long might not be his opponents if they go all out. The two walked slowly across from Mo Nan and sat down. Looking at Mo Nan in front of them, they felt an indescribable feeling.

"Second Uncle, did you really kill Fourth Master Zhao?" Mo Long asked after a moment of silence.

Mo Nan nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, I killed it."

"Why?" Mo Long asked.

"Why? Hmph, if Ming Mo's disciples hadn't flinched back then, how could Du Fuwei have succeeded? You were still young at that time, and you didn't even know how cruel things were back then. I saw with my own eyes that my wife and children, Your parents fell in a pool of blood, I hate it! If Ming Mo's disciples hadn't flinched back then, how could our Mo family have ended up like this? When I crawled out of the dead, I swear, I must kill All the people, let them repent for what they did back then." Mo Nan said, "Not only the disciples of the Mohist Guild, but also those hypocrites in the ancient Chinese martial arts world. When your grandfather and my father were alive, The Mohist’s Guild is very powerful, they all followed suit and came to curry favor, but after something happened in the Mohist’s Guild, they just watched from the sidelines, this kind of people deserve to die.”

"Second Uncle, Fourth Master Zhao told me that the reason why Ming Mo's disciples did what they did was that they obeyed Grandpa's orders. You can't blame them." Mo Long said.

"Maybe you don't remember the tragedy that year, but I remember it clearly. When I think of my relatives dying in front of my eyes one by one, my heart is filled with hatred. I don't care what the reasons are for them. They all have to pay the price for what they have done. And death is the only way they can explain to our Mo family." Mo Nan said, "However, Second Uncle is very happy to see that you are still alive. Relying on you to revive, I believe you can do it too, I don’t feel ashamed at all to lose at your hands.”

Mo Long couldn't help trembling, and said in astonishment: "Second Uncle, what do you mean by saying that? Now that I have found you, we will revitalize the Mo Family together and regain the status that originally belonged to our Mo Family. I have already contacted Ming Mo As long as Second Uncle raises his arms and shouts, the disciples will definitely respond."

Shaking his head with a miserable smile, Mo Nan said: "Impossible, I have already killed Zhao Si, I believe this matter has already been heard by the disciples of Ming Mo. They must be full of hatred for me , Moreover, what I have done for so many years is ashamed of the ancestors of the Mohist family, and I have no face to stand on. If I don’t die, the disciples of Mingmo will transfer their hatred of me to you. Long Son, you are the only seedling of our Mo family. Promise the second uncle to revitalize the Mo family." Then, he turned to look at Ye Qian and said, "Are you Mo Long's brother? I hope you can do well for me. Take care of Mo Long, I believe you will be able to help Mo Long."

Ye Qian nodded silently, not knowing what to say.

"Where's the Juzi Token? Have you found the Juzi Token?" Mo Nan looked at Mo Long and asked.

Slightly nodding his head, Mo Long took out the Ju Ziling from his bosom and handed it to Mo Nan. The latter looked carefully, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "This Juzi Token is the symbol of my Mohist Guild's giant. He represents rights. Without him, the name is not justified. You take good care of the Juzi Token. , which records the top ancient martial arts mentality of my Mohist guild. With time, you will be able to succeed. However, you must not rush everything. Du Fuwei is the number one in the Mohist guild besides me. Master, even if I am, it is impossible to defeat him in a short time. Therefore, before you are absolutely sure, don't go to him. You are the only blood of my Mo family, I hope you can do a good job for him The Mohists protect themselves."

Mo Long took the order of Juzi and stuffed it into his arms, and said, "Second Uncle, we will fight side by side. With you here, we will have a greater chance of winning. Over the years, I have been thinking all the time that I still have my relatives alive." In this world, Second Uncle, you are my only relative now, and we should shoulder the burden of carrying forward the Mohist Guild together."

With a slight wave of his hand, Mo Nan stopped Mo Long from continuing, and said, "I've made it very clear. Second Uncle has done what he should and shouldn't do over the years. This time, although you I won, because I don't want to fight anymore, the Black Dragon Society is still completely in my hands, and I will hand it over to you in the future, I hope I can help you a little bit in your struggle for hegemony." After finishing speaking, Mo Nan held the A list that had been prepared a long time ago was handed over, and he said: "This is the list of all the high-level members of the Black Dragon Club. Most of them are mine. I have already greeted them. As for what you want to do in the future? How to do it is up to you.”

Ye Qian could understand why Mo Nan did this, silently took the list in his hand, nodded slightly, and did not speak. Mo Long's tears had quietly slipped down without knowing when, and looking at Mo Nan opposite, Mo Long was tormented in every possible way and was in unbearable pain.

Mo Nan smiled slightly, with an even more relieved and relieved expression, as if all the shackles no longer existed, and the repressed hatred in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. Without hatred, does he still have the motivation to live? Looking at Mo Long, Mo Nan said: "Long Er, my Mo family has a treasure, Huo Yun, which has disappeared without a trace since what happened that year. Over the years, I have searched everywhere for news about it, but there is no trace of it. There are no clues. Longer, you must find Huoyun, understand?"

Mo Long pulled out Huoyun from his bosom, and the blade glowed with colorful light. When Mo Nan saw it, a smile could not help appearing on the corner of his mouth, he nodded in satisfaction, and said, "You are better than me, and the Mo family will be handed over to you in the future, so I can rest assured."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Nan said: "Okay, let's go. I have already killed Masaki Ishii, and he will not pose any threat to you anymore. It is time for me to see my wife and children." , They must have been a little impatient." After the words fell, a happy smile appeared on Mo Nan's face.

Mo Long wanted to say something more, but Mo Nan waved his hand and didn't let him continue. Glancing at Ye Qian, he signaled Ye Qian to take Mo Long away. After three steps and one turn, Mo Long left the villa with Ye Qian's support. A moment later, there was a gunshot in the villa, and Mo Long's tears fell instantly.