In the end, Dongfang Mo really had no strength. Even so, he still had no slight begging for mercy, but it had a sense of determination.

The cold light of the dagger drew an arc. Seeing that it fell, a slender jade hand gently stopped Dongfang Yan, with a hint of displeasure in the crisp sound: "Dongfang Yan, you bully Dongfang Mo again"

Dongfang Mo looked up and saw a beautiful and quiet face reflected in his eyes. He was Dongfang Zi, the sister of the same sect. Dongfang Zi was three years older than him, and was already at the fifth level of the Chuyuan Yuan level. He was a junior disciple of the Sword Sect of the three major sects near Youyuan Town.

"Sister Zi" was blocked by Dongfang Zi. Dongfang Mo Xu suppressed the pain in his body with gratitude, and shouted calmly.

Dongfang Yan was very unhappy: "Sister Zi, what are you doing? Shouldn't this Dongfang Mo teach a lesson?"

"Why are you?" Dongfang Zi looked at Dongfang Yan with a cold face, then stretched out her hand to Dongfang Mo and said gently, "Xiao Mo, are you okay?"

The punch he had been hit on his leg was still painful, but at this moment, he stood up stubbornly and endured the severe pain. When facing Dongfang Zi, he smiled on his face and shook his head: "Sister Zi, I'm fine." In fact, it makes people feel heartbroken

Dongfang Yan, who was beside him, sneered at him. Next time, he would definitely destroy his dantian and take his life. Dongfang Yan thought sinisterly in his heart.

Dongfang Zi gently supported Dongfang Mo: "Xiao Mo, Sister Zi will take you in."

"Sister Zi, you are really, always taking care of an outsider like this." Dongfang Yan hugged his shoulders and stared at Dongfang Mo coldly, "Just as a waste, if you give him a hundred spiritual herbs, you can't condense the sea of ​​energy. He is not a material for cultivation at all."

"What if I could?" Dongfang Mo remained silent, as if Dongfang Yan's insult just now had nothing to do with him.

"Dream," Dongfang Yan sneered, "Dongfang Mo, if you can pass the martial arts test meeting of any of the three major sects this year, I will give you the spiritual herbs for my birthday next month."

"Take it seriously" Dongfang Mo suddenly looked up at Dongfang Yan, with a tit-for-tat meaning.

"Yohe, Dongfang Mo, I want to get a bargain for nothing." Dongfang Yan seemed to hear a very funny joke, "It's not that simple. If you don't condense into a sea of ​​air, get out of our Dongfang family as soon as possible."

Dongfang Zi stopped doing it, and when she shook her body, she thought of blocking Dongfang Mo and trying to protect this younger brother.

But before Dongfang Zi could speak, Dongfang Mo had already gently pushed Dongfang Zi away, with a tall figure, staring at Dongfang Yan with his eyes as fast as a nighthawk: "Dongfang Yan, remember what you said today, don't regret it."

Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Dongfang Mo, I have anything to regret, I'm afraid you won't dare."

"As you said, you must keep your spiritual herb well, remember what you said, and come back to pick it up after I attend the martial arts test conference," Dongfang Mo said firmly.

After saying that, Dongfang Mo turned around and took the top-grade spiritual herb that belonged to him.

Seeing Dongfang Mo turn around, that confident smile freezes in Dongfang Yan's mind, which makes him feel worried for no reason. He won't really be able to condense the sea of ​​energy. Immediately, Dongfang Yan shook his head contemptuously. People from the Dongfang family can condense the sea of ​​energy for at most two years. Dongfang Mo has not been able to do this for four years. He is afraid that he will leave with a relaxed step.

After picking up the spirit grass, Dongfang Mo saw that Dongfang Zi was still waiting for him and was very grateful: "Today, thank you Sister Zi." Dongfang Mo deliberately made himself look like usual, although the injury on his legs was still so painful.

"Xiao Mo, I'm so polite," but then asked in a low voice, "Xiao Mo, has it condensed into a sea of ​​air?"

Dongfang Mo had to shake his head, but there was no uneasiness or inferiority in his eyes, and he still smiled calmly

Dongfang Zi no longer asked anything, took out a brocade bag from her arms and handed it to Dongfang Mo: "Xiao Mo, take it, speed up your practice and strive to participate in this year's martial arts test conference." Dongfang Zi showed a hint of anxiety. Dongfang Yan said this just now, which could have forced Dongfang Mo to the dead end.

Dongfang Mo looked at the things Dongfang Zi put in his hand in confusion. When he opened it carefully, he found that there were a total of ten low-grade spiritual herbs.

Although the spiritual energy contained in the lower-grade spiritual herbs is not as good as the upper-grade spiritual herbs, ten plants are worth one top-grade spiritual herbs.

This made Dongfang Mo a little uneasy. These things were extremely valuable to anyone. He quickly handed the brocade bag back to Dongfang Zi: "Sister Zi, this is too expensive, I dare not accept it."
Chapter completed!