Dongfang Zi couldn't help but wonder even more: "Why is this number one this year so mysterious? Are you afraid of jealousy? But if he tells the truth, many elders will probably extend an olive branch."

Dongfang Mo didn't want to discuss this with Dongfang Zi too much, so he looked out the window: "Sister Zi, you cook so delicious, I'll go back first, and I'll set off home tomorrow morning."

Dongfang Zi patted Dongfang Mo on the shoulder: "Okay, go back and have a good rest."

The next morning, Dongfang Mo went out early. As soon as she walked out of the door, she met Dongfang Zi. She was carrying a small cloth bag in her hand. When she saw Dongfang Mo go out, she hurriedly came forward: "Xiao Mo, be careful all the way, I have prepared some dry food for you."

Looking at Dongfang Zi's tired face, Dongfang Mo guessed that Dongfang Zi must have not slept all night and prepared these things for him: "Sister Zi, I am not a child anymore, I can take good care of myself."

Dongfang Zi smiled and said, "Yes, we have entered the sect." After teasing for a few words, Dongfang Zi took out another letter, "Xiao Mo, this is what I wrote to my father. Please help me take it back."

Dongfang Mo saw through Dongfang Zi's intention at a glance. She couldn't accompany him back, so she asked her father. Dongfang Mo did not say it out loud, but just wanted Sister Zi to rest assured.

He hurriedly walked, and after two days, he returned home. Dongfang Mo first delivered Dongfang Zi's letter to his second uncle Dongfang Road. His second uncle was very indifferent. After thanking him, he did not leave Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo had dinner in his room and went out to find Dongfang Yan. Today was Dongfang Yan's birthday. Logically speaking, at this time, he should have received the spiritual herb, and he wanted to come here as soon as possible.

Dongfang Yan was celebrating with some brothers in the family. They had already participated in the Tai Chi Sect's martial arts test conference under the introduction of their elder brother Dongfang Bai. Dongfang Yan, who was regarded as a genius by the Dongfang family, naturally passed the martial arts test without any suspense. At this time, in addition to the rewards from the sect, there was also the rewards for the family's birthday. He felt a little fluttering in his heart, as if he had already broken through his cultivation level.

When the wine was over, the door was pushed open with a bang. The people in the room immediately looked at the door and saw Dongfang Mo standing at the door wearing the costumes of a junior disciple of the Sword Sect.

When they saw Dongfang Mo, everyone stared at him, cursing in their mouths, and there were also many ridicule words. Even if Dongfang Mo became a junior disciple of the Sword Sect at this time, in their eyes, he was still useless waste.

But Dongfang Yan, who was sitting in the center, had an indescribable back and was cold. He dared not speak, and almost dared to look at Dongfang Mo, just because he felt guilty. Now he regretted it, and that day he said a little too much.

Dongfang Mo, who had a vicious look, ignored the random shouts of these people and stared at Dongfang Yan: "Dongfang Yan is quite lively. Can you forget the matter between us?"

Dongfang Mo's voice was not high, but his tone was cold, which made these people stop shouting involuntarily. Everyone's eyes were wandering between Dongfang Mo and Dongfang Yan, and they were all wondering what was going on.

Dongfang Yan has always been arrogant. When people looked at him, the previous fear had already completely abandoned him, stood up and sneered at Dongfang Mo: "Dongfang Mo, what do you think you are? How dare you come here to shout?"

Dongfang Mo was not angry at Dongfang Yan's rude words, but instead had a confident arc on his lips: "Don't care about him, we bet that day that if I pass the martial arts test meeting of any sect, you will give me the spiritual herb you received today. Could it be that soon, you will forget?"

One sentence made the room full of an uproar.

"So look at Dongfang Mo's clothing," people began to whisper.

Dongfang Yan couldn't answer the words immediately because his friend Yang Zhitao had already told him the news that Dongfang Mo had passed the martial arts test conference, and also said that Dongfang Mo's cultivation was not weak, which made Dongfang Yan a little angry.

"Dongfang Mo, you said that you passed the martial arts test conference. Do you just wear such clothes and pretend to be a junior disciple of the Sword Sect?" A very contemptuous voice sounded.

When Dongfang Mo saw that he was Dongfang Yan's best friend and his cousin Dongfangping.

Dongfang Mo didn't say a word of nonsense, and reached out to raise the honor card from the Sword Sect: "This honor card can't be faked."

At this moment, the provocative person was speechless, but Dongfang Ping asked again harshly: "You said you have bet. If you have any evidence, just by opening your mouth, Brother Yan's spiritual herb will be given to you."

Hearing this sentence, Dongfang Yan's eyes lit up. If he refused to admit it, no one could do anything. Anyway, Dongfang Zi didn't come.

Dongfang Mo's face suddenly changed: "Dongfang Yan, I'm willing to accept the loss. Is it interesting for you to do this? If you dare to pay the debt, don't blame me for being rude?"

"Hahaha" Dongfang Mo's words fell, which caused a burst of unrestrained laughter, and some people even laughed out loud, pointing at Dongfang Mo, "You are not polite, haha, we really want to see how you are not polite."

The men and women in the room laughed wildly, which made Dongfang Mo's fists slowly clench. Under the calm face, there was anger surging, and the edge of the about to explode.

"I'll testify to him." Just as the two sides were about to fight, a confident voice sounded at the door. As soon as the words came, a tall figure appeared at the door. It turned out that the person who was speaking was Dongfang Zi's father, Dongfang Mo's second uncle Dongfang Road.

Dongfang Mo was inexplicably moved when he saw that he was his second uncle. Unexpectedly, the second uncle has always been indifferent to him, and at a critical moment, he would actually speak for him.

The people in the room are all younger generations, some call them Er uncle, and some call them Er uncle, at least they are no longer presumptuous.

Dongfang Mo also bowed to Dongfang Road: "Second uncle."

Dongfanglu still had that indifferent expression, nodding to everyone without any difference, making people casually. Finally, his eyes fell on Dongfang Yan: "Dongfang Yan, tell me, did you actually make a bet with Dongfang Mo and lose if you lose, but don't lose more."

After hearing Dongfang Lu's words, Dongfang Mo couldn't help but take a deep look at this second uncle. Although he didn't even talk much on weekdays, this state of mind was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Dongfang Yan was also a little ashamed of his dirty thoughts just now, but he didn't want to admit defeat when facing Dongfang Mo.

"Uncle Second, I didn't make it clear just now. I did make a bet with Dongfang Mo." After that, he reached out and took out the top-grade spiritual herb he had just received from his arms.

With a "bang", it was placed on the table. Dongfang Yan looked disdainful: "Since Dongfang Mo lost, I will give it to you, but you cannot refuse to admit that you are a waste. If I hadn't said the wrong thing when I was careless, you would never have taken this spiritual herb from my hands."

Everyone could see clearly that if Dongfang Mo just took it like this, it would be like he admitted Dongfang Yan. Dongfang Yan used this aggressive method very sinisterly. Even if he lost this spiritual herb, he would have to beat Dongfang Mo up to calm his unwillingness and anger.

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "Dongfang Yan, don't be so confident. Today, if you don't mention betting, you will lose. I will use whatever method you use, but I will decide your spiritual herb."

When Dongfang Yan heard Dongfang Mo say this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly felt spirited: "Dongfang Mo, you dare not say that you won't mention bets." Even his voice trembled a little, this is an excellent opportunity for him to turn the tables.

Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "I, Dongfang Mo, always counted when speaking."

All of a sudden, everyone in the room was stunned. What happened to Dongfang Mo? He actually faced the precious spiritual herb she got. If he made such a choice, he would be a top-grade spiritual herb.

Even Dongfanglu, who had been calm, couldn't help but frown slightly and glanced at Dongfang Mo deeply.

"Okay, if you beat me, this spiritual herb will belong to you." Dongfang Yan was overjoyed. If this happens, he has absolute confidence that he can keep his spiritual herb

Dongfang Mo made a gesture of invitation without saying a word, and did not take Dongfang Yan seriously at all. It was an absolute contempt for him.

Seeing that Dongfang Yan had already set off, he was eager to teach Dongfang Mo a lesson. People came back to their senses from their surprise just now and immediately dispersed, leaving a middle position for the two to discuss. However, what the people's eyes revealed was all about Dongfang Mo. Many people even thought that Dongfang Mo was simply a fool and could not bear humiliation. If they could get this spiritual herb, even if they were unpleasant, they could bear it.

Dongfang Yan's eyes are sharp, so he will never hold back. With such a great opportunity, he must teach Dongfang Mo a lesson. Not only can he save his spiritual herbs, but he can also regain his face.

Tai Chi Sect is also a century-old sect with a rich foundation. After entering Tai Sect’s Oriental Flame, he has already practiced a technique, but what he practiced was an ordinary second-level technique, the Flame Palm.

I saw Dongfang Yan not talking, and the corner of the robe moved slightly, making people feel it faintly. A slight wave of heat spread out from around Dongfang Yan, and there was already a ball of orange-red air gathering in his palm. Although it was a ball of air, the temperature made people feel that it was not simple. If the practice took a long time to form a physical flame, this is a very powerful technique.

"Dongfang Yan is worthy of being a genius of our Dongfang family. This is such a very difficult technique." Someone around him suddenly admired.

"This is the second-level technique of our Tai Chi Sect, which is very powerful." Dongfang Ping, who is also a Tai Chi Sect, explained, waiting leisurely to see Dongfang Mo's miserable defeat.

Dongfang Mo stared at the flame, and he was calm in his heart. It turned out that your Dongfang Flame was just like this. His techniques were similar to his own, but they were condensed with spiritual energy and attacked the other party.
Chapter completed!