Princess Against the World

Mo Xiaobai put his arm on Mo Xing's shoulder and looked longingly into the distance.

"I think we can ask for directions and take a look at their cultivation... Anyway, we don't have the word "kill them" written on our faces. Even if we appear next to them, we may not be their killers! "

"...What exactly do you want?"

"It's not that good, it's just a trial and error! In this way, how about you help me think of a way to see how I can test their cultivation, and then we can decide whether to kill or not to kill?"

"..."

To be honest, Mo Xing also meant the same thing.

Before finding out the opponent's true strength, Zhuge Dali's words were just a reference.

He also wanted to find a way to test Mo Xuanchen's cultivation.

Only in this way can we make the next plan.

"It's okay, it's okay, but... what do we need to do to give it a try?"

"Yeah, how about we be able to do it openly... give it a try?"

"..."

There are many ways to try it.

However, it is not that simple to find a way to avoid being noticed.

suddenly...

Mo Xiaobai took a breath and thought of something: "Hey, I suddenly remembered that now is the time when all things are harvested. Will there be a sacrifice party?"

The Mohists have many Zhuangzi to their name.

These Zhuangzi's village leaders secretly compete in harvest harvests every year, all trying to come out on top and stand out in the Mohist family.

In order to get a better harvest next year, they will hold a sacrificial ceremony after the harvest.

The so-called sacrificial ceremony is a hunting competition.

Then the largest prey that was hunted was slaughtered on the spot and its blood and head were used for sacrifice.

And whoever catches the biggest prey will often get the greatest favor.

For example, you can pay a certain percentage less of the harvest in the coming year, or you can get some precious elixirs, or just be rewarded with rare treasures.

So for people on Zhuangzi, this is an honor and a visible benefit.

There was a strange color in Mo Xing's eyes: "Hunting for sacrifice is a good idea. At that time, we can wait for the opportunity. If they are killable, we can take the opportunity to kill them while hunting..."

Anyway, during the hunting sacrifice ceremony every year, people would be accidentally killed.

Besides, Mo Xuanchen and the others were already dead at that time, and no one would come forward to seek justice for them.

"...Yes, fishing in troubled waters, killing two birds with one stone, killing two birds with one stone!!" Mo Xiaobai looked proud: "How do you think? Is this a good idea?"

Mo Xing raised his hands in a gesture of approval: "The question now is, how to convince them to participate in the hunting sacrifice?"

"There are many ways to do this. We can invite..."

Mo Xiaobai kept his word.

When it got dark at night, I specially carried a jar of wine and swayed it to the yard where Mo Xuanchen and the others were.

Ling Luoyu and the others had already had dinner and were talking about what happened with Lu Ming these days.

After hearing that the Divine Lord was a fake, Mo Xuanchen nodded thoughtfully.

"That's right, I know who he is!"

"...What? Who is it?" Feng Chenglin was so excited that he immediately moved a small stool back to Mo Xuanchen.

He loved hearing exciting news.