Chapter 146 Movie King Mo Fan

Mo Qingkuang endured the soreness of his teeth and watched Zheng Tao and Mrs. Zheng loving each other for a long time before they fell asleep.

He slowly walked into their bedroom and used his dreaming skills.

In a white mist, Zheng Tao's consciousness was awakened by Mo Fan.

"Who are you?" Zheng Tao felt inexplicably unhappy as he looked at the white-haired young man in front of him who was a bit more handsome than himself.

"Mo Fan."

"Mo Fan?" Zheng Tao's pupils suddenly shrank and he carefully looked at the young man in front of him. He was really similar to Mo Qingkuang.

"War Emperor Mo Fan?"

"It's me." Mo Fan nodded calmly, then he transformed into a stone bench and sat down. He leaned his elbow on it and a stone table appeared out of thin air under his elbow.

But unlike the empress, there was no stone bench in front of Zheng Tao, and there was no tea on the table. Mo Fan just let him stand.

In front of Zheng Tao, Mo Fan must put on airs and maintain his status as a master and a higher status.

Seeing Mo Fan's magical movements, Zheng Tao was even more frightened. The previous unhappiness disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Since he is the senior War Emperor, he must be so handsome as he should be.

But how could this powerful man, who was rumored to have fallen for many years, appear here? What is this place?

Judging from his ability to create things out of thin air, his cultivation is probably unfathomable and even the Empress cannot do it.

Could it be that Mo Fan has become a saint?

With full of doubts in his heart, Zheng Tao saluted respectfully and said: "It turns out to be the senior War Emperor. Junior Zheng Tao has met His Highness the War Emperor!"

"Hmm." Mo Fan made a gentle nasal sound, which was considered as coping.

Zheng Tao did not dare to be annoyed and continued to ask respectfully: "Senior, may I ask where this is? It is said that senior hundreds of years ago..."

Mo Fan glanced at Zheng Tao with a deep look and said with a smile: "Hundreds of years ago? I'm already dead, right?"

If it were anyone else, he would still have doubts, but after Mo Qingkuang's contact, Mo Fan felt that Zheng Tao highly respected him, the so-called War Emperor.

Therefore, he chose to start with Zheng Tao.

"It seems that the rumors are wrong. Senior is still alive." Zheng Tao said with cupped hands.

Mo Fan shook his head: "No, I am indeed dead. I am here today just to thank you for everything you have done for our Mo family. I am here to thank you."

With that said, Mo Fan raised his hand, and a stone bench appeared in front of Zheng Tao, and a cup of tea also appeared on the stone table: "Sit down, drink tea."

The previous show of force has been done, and now it's time to show mercy.

Only by applying kindness and power can one conquer people's hearts.

Seeing Mo Fan reappearing the magical skill of creating things out of thin air, Zheng Tao became more respectful and sat down carefully: "Thank you, senior, for the tea. As for the affairs of the Mo family, it is the junior's responsibility. Don't be frivolous about this child. The junior also likes it very much." ”

Zheng Tao was not unconscionable when he said this. Although Mo Qingkuang was a little too egotistical, his talent in cultivation and combat was impeccable.

Zheng Tao usually belittles him a lot, but in fact, he doesn't even mention how much he cherishes this precious apprentice in his heart. This will be the capital for him to compete with his old master in the future.

Mo Fan didn't borrow Poxia's donkey and continued to hold his own: "Whether it's your business or not is my business. Have tea."

With that said, Mo Fan stood up and personally refilled Zheng Tao's cup of tea.

Seeing this, Zheng Tao stood up in a hurry, leaning forward to hold the tea cup, looking flattered.

Mo Fan nodded with satisfaction and sat back.

Looking at Zheng Tao's look, Mo Fan knew that the effect had been achieved. He was strong and soft at the same time, without losing his identity or becoming conventional.

"The kindness of protecting the continuation of the bloodline cannot be repaid with a cup of tea. Today, I am willing to solve a difficult problem for you." Mo Fan touched his chin that had no beard at all and said profoundly.

He would say this, of course, because he had accurately calculated what difficulties Zheng Tao was facing at the moment.

Zheng Tao is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, and knows what to want and what not to want.

The elixir of life, he wants it or not.

Originally, he had two major problems. One was that the Imperial Academy did not have heaven-level skills to control the situation, but Mo Qingkuang had already solved it.

The other thing is about Prime Minister Wang Hua. It has been more than three months since the Zhuangyuan Street explosion. He and Hua Ge have been led by Wang Hua.

Regarding the assassination on Zhuangyuan Street, Wang Hua confessed, claiming that it was his grandson Wang Yu who committed it. At the same time, an official from the court came forward to take the blame, admitting that he was the one who planned for Wang Yu in order to curry favor with the king.

The gunpowder, the assassin's entrance and exit routes, and the evidence of the mission to Han Meng were all uncovered by Wang Hua.

Even every word he said when he was conspiring with Wang Yu that day was mastered by Wang Hua.

Wang Hua used this to clear up the relationship, and the official who blamed the crime punished the nine tribes.

Because of Wang Hua's special status, Wang Yu was pardoned and sentenced to ten years of seclusion to meditate on his mistakes.

Both Zheng Tao and Huage could guess that the official was Wang Hua's scapegoat, but there was nothing they could do.

Splashing such dirty water on Wang Hua would not have much effect at all.

Even if the evidence is conclusive that Wang Hua planned the Zhuangyuan Street assassination, or even that he did it himself and killed Mo Qingkuang in front of the whole world, the people of Tianxuan will not let this wise man pay his life for Mo Qingkuang.

Even though Mo Qingkuang was the hero who had just saved the empire's reputation.

Wang Hua's status in the hearts of Tianxuan people has reached this level.

During this period, what troubled Zheng Tao the most was this matter. Although War Emperor Mo Fan is known for his prowess in battle, Zheng Tao still wanted to give it a try and ask, what if there is a change?

As expected, Zheng Tao spoke: "I shouldn't ask for favors, but I have some doubts. Please give me some advice."

"Okay, you tell me. Whether it's about cultivation or resources, I have fulfilled them all." Mo Fan pretended to be generous.

Zheng Tao shook his head: "Neither, in fact, this matter is related to Mo Qingkuang..."

Zheng Tao told Mo Fan in detail about Mo Qingkuang's remarks and the reason for his recent headache.

Mo Fan pretended to be surprised: "Oh? Mo Qingkuang, this stinky boy, has such a skill?"

"Yes, although Qingkuang's temperament is a bit erratic and needs to be polished, his intelligence and talent are the only ones I have ever seen in my life." Zheng Tao nodded as if it was true.

Mo Fan smiled a little embarrassedly. Zheng Tao didn't know that the person he was actually praising was right in front of him.

Mo Qingkuang was just a repeater without any emotion.

Fortunately, Mo Fan lived up to the name of the ancestor Mo Qingkuang. He remained calm and smiled with some reserve: "It seems that my Mo family has a chance to revive."

Zheng Tao echoed: "If nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to reproduce the glory of our predecessors."

Zheng Tao was right. Mo Qingkuang was young, but he had already shown the invincibility of Mo Fan in the past. There was almost no rival in the same realm.

The revival of the glory of the War Emperor was just around the corner.

Mo Fan pretended to be pleased and nodded: "That's good, that's good."

Then he changed the subject: "Just now, you said that Prime Minister Wang Hua was a spy of the Blue Flame Empire? But you have no evidence, right?"