Chapter 234: Action

Mo Qingkuang knew that if he didn't reveal his identity at this moment, his grandfather would not believe it, so he just whispered in his ear: "Grandpa, your birthday is September 9th, your father's birthday is August 7th, your grandmother's birthday is January 13th, and my birthday is November 28th. On my fifth birthday, you personally made a wooden sword for your grandson. Do you think I'm right?"

When Mo Yuntian heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing became rapid.

It would be fine if Mo Qingkuang told him his and Mo Shan's birthdays. He and Mo Shan had a high status in Tiannan City, and many people knew about their birthdays every year.

But if he told the birthday of his wife who had died many years ago, it would be difficult for Mo Yuntian to continue to doubt. His wife was usually low-key and died early, and only a few people in the family knew her birthday.

Mo Qingkuang was able to tell it accurately, which was enough to prove his identity, not to mention that he also told him the birthday gift he gave him when he was five years old.

All these statements can prove that he is Mo Qingkuang's true identity.

Mo Yuntian stared at Mo Qingkuang's eyes, and the admiration in his eyes was so strong that he couldn't hide it at all.

"You, you are really frivolous?" Mo Yuntian choked up a little. He had been away from home for more than ten years, and his grandson Mo Qingkuang had grown so big.

"Yes, grandpa, I am Mo Qingkuang."

"But how can your physique be like this? And, you were at the auction just now..." Mo Yuntian was still a little puzzled.

Mo Qingkuang was a ground-level root bone, not a wind spirit body. He remembered it very clearly, and with the financial resources of his Mo family, it was shocking to be able to spend millions of spirit stones.

The Mo family's family background was so small that they couldn't even raise tens of thousands of spirit stones.

"It's just some adventures. I'll explain it to you after we leave here, okay?"

Mo Yuntian nodded. Mo Qingkuang was right. There were two martial masters around him who were eyeing him covetously. They would be at risk of a knife if they advanced or retreated. Now was not the time to talk about family affection.

What he had to do now was to find a way to escape!

After breaking through to the Martial Honor realm a year ago, he had already thought about going back, but he had consumed countless resources in order to break through the Martial Honor realm for more than ten years, and he had nothing to bring back to the Mo family.

So Mo Yuntian put his plan to go home on hold, and planned to serve the Liu family for a while, and after helping the Liu family dominate the Chiyan City, he would return to the Mo family after getting enough benefits.

But he didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang had already arrived here.

Mo Yuntian wanted to hug the grandson in front of him, whose height was no less than his own, but he couldn't stretch out his hand.

Now Mo Yuntian couldn't care so much, what the Liu family meant, what the threats of Fang and Chen, he didn't care!

This is his grandson in front of him. Although he didn't know why he grew up to be so ugly, he couldn't let him get hurt anyway!

Their conversation did not escape the ears of Fang and Chen. Listening to Mo Yuntian's tone, it seemed that he had confirmed that the young man in front of him was his grandson.

Fang and Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised. This is really a coincidence. Mo Laogui has been away from home for more than ten years, and he can still have such an outstanding grandson!

But his heart sank to the bottom. If it was really the grandson of Mo Laogui, it would be hard to end the night peacefully.

They naturally didn't want to give up the things, and now they didn't want to let go of the person either.

Since he was Mo Yuntian's grandson, he was their enemy. Now they were taking advantage of their strength to strangle him in the cradle, and then wait for this wind spirit to grow up and crush them to death in the future?

Thinking of this, whether it was Mo Yuntian's grandson or not, this child must die tonight!

The two exchanged glances and attacked at the same time!

The sword flashed, the fist shadow whistled, and rushed straight to Mo Yuntian! He was a martial arts master, the biggest threat! And Mo Qingkuang, the child who had almost no fighting power, was still a first-grade master, so he just had to stay behind.

But Mo Yuntian had been struggling alone for so many years, how could he be really easy to deal with?

It was true that he was immersed in the joy of recognizing his grandson, and he had been resisting the sneak attacks of Fang Chen and the others. As soon as the two of them attacked, Mo Yuntian reacted immediately.

"Qingkuang, get out of the way first!" Mo Yuntian, who also has the wind attribute, is very fast. He grabbed Mo Qingkuang and threw him far away. When he turned around, a layer of green halo rippled out, blocking the attack of Fang Chen and the others!

Mo Qingkuang was thrown far away and landed safely under the control of gentle power, but Mo Yuntian suffered a small loss.

Although he had been on guard and used a green halo to resist, the attack of the two martial masters was not comparable to the level of the four red flame ghosts?

Almost in an instant, the halo had dissipated. Fortunately, Mo Yuntian was also fast and escaped in time. He was only scratched by the sword light and did not suffer a fatal injury.

Blood slid down his arm. Mo Yuntian stayed in front of Mo Qingkuang and looked at Fang Chen and the others coldly: "Aren't you afraid of going to war with the Liu family?"

"If you die and he dies, will the Liu family dare to go to war with our two families?" The bald old man of the Fang family laughed coldly, and the sword light in his hand flashed, slashing at a weird and tricky angle.

The old man surnamed Chen on the other side was not slow at all. He shouted loudly, and his already exaggerated muscles swelled even more, crushing the short clothes on his upper body. His pair of iron fists were shining with a metallic luster, and he rushed directly towards Mo Yuntian regardless of anything!

Mo Yuntian picked up Mo Qingkuang with one hand and his body flashed wildly, avoiding the sword light that was like a maggot attached to his bones. With the other hand, his palm was like a knife, and he drew more than a dozen wind blades in succession and shot towards the old man surnamed Chen who was like a human tank.

The bald old man from the Fang family dodged a lot of sword lights, but the number was so large that it seriously affected Mo Yuntian's escape speed. Occasionally, there were some explosions, and the flying sword energy forced Mo Yuntian to turn back frequently to avoid being killed by the sword energy.

The old man surnamed Chen chased him relentlessly, and more than a dozen sharp wind blades hit him, making a crisp sound of metal clashing, but it could not hinder his movement at all. The whole person was like cast metal.

He was not very fast, but he could not be stopped!

Mo Yuntian was anxious. The best situation at the moment was to escape back to the Chiyan Auction House. They did not dare to take action in crowded places.

The head and the young head of the Liu family were there, and the Liu family could still help him!

How could Fang and Chen let him do what he wanted, especially the bald old man from the Fang family, who rose from the ground with a sword and rose into the air.

The long sword was swung down fiercely, drawing a terrifying sword light of dozens of feet, locking Mo Yuntian down!

Originally, Mo Yuntian's speed was enough to dodge, but unfortunately, he was holding Mo Qingkuang in his arms, which seriously affected his flexibility.

It seemed that he could only take it head-on!

Mo Yuntian threw Mo Qingkuang far away again, and green light lingered above his hands. For a moment, the whole street was whistling with a strong wind!

He couldn't continue to hold Mo Qingkuang in his hands. If the sword energy that leaked out during the collision touched Mo Qingkuang, he would not be able to bear it.

The strong wind whistled, and a small tornado formed under the dancing of Mo Yuntian's hands, and he rushed towards the terrifying sword light!