Chapter 1687: Mo Jia

Mo Yi looked at Long Qing, and then at Long Tianao who had not spoken, "Tianao, Elder Long, what do you think?"
Long Qing looked at him, and then said: "In the opinion of the old man, this matter has nothing to do with the young master. After all, the young master does not know anyone who might be a god-level powerhouse. Furthermore, a god-level person on the mainland But there are not many. Three out of this one... It's really not easy. Since the other party deliberately targeted the Mo Family, did the Mo Family offend some power? Someone found the strong and deliberately retaliated?
Mo Yi and Mo Jingshan immediately began to think, and both shook their heads. Mo Yi said, "Although the Mo family has a prominent position in Mocheng, it is still relatively low-key. If it offends someone, it probably won't."
"Grandpa! You are wrong about that, the grandson's cousin is not low-key!"
A man's voice came from the gate outside. Long Tianao looked at the people and asked in a light tone: "Finally willing to show up?"
Mo Yi looked at the dazzling red dragon Feiye with a stinky face, "Boy, do you want to wait for your grandpa to step into the coffin before you come to Mo's house?"
Long Feiye quickly said, "Bah, bah, grandpa is talking nonsense, aren't you good? Besides, am I back?"
Mo Jingshan hummed: "You still have the face to come back? Xin'er is about to be beaten to death! You just came back? You are back now, and you don't care for a word, and still criticize her? What do you mean?"
Long Feiye didn't rush to salute a few, "Feiye has seen grandpa, uncle, dad, elder."
"Don't! I can't afford this uncle. Your Young Master Long is the proud son of heaven. You are very noble, and I can't afford your gift." Mo Jingshan waved his hand immediately, with a rather cold tone.
Mo Yi didn't say anything, his face was stinky anyway.
Long Feiye shrugged, "Uncle, what you are talking about, you will know that you are talking angry when you hear it, come, my nephew, I'm going out this time, but I brought a lot of good things!"
"Shit! Not rare!" Mo Jingshan rolled his eyes and turned away from him.
Long Feiye looked at Mo Jingshan who was angry and wanted to laugh. He knew that his uncle had loved him since he was a child, and this time it was only because of that Mo Yanxin that he blamed him.
The corner of his mouth smiled and said: "Uncle, are you sure not to?"
"No!" Mo Jingshan turned his head again, his chin raised a little.
Long Tianao looked at him faintly and did whatever he wanted.
I saw a small slap-sized porcelain bottle in Long Feiye's hand. After taking it out, it shook, "Grandpa, uncle, guess what, what's inside?"
Mo Yi's eyes flashed a suspicious look. Compared with the pill bottle, this one was twice as big, and he said in a casual tone: "What is there to guess, is it a big bottle of pill?"
Mo Jingshan slowly turned his head and glanced at it, "Hey, you are Qiongye Yuye? Even if it is, what's so strange, haven't I ever drank it?"
Long Tianao moved his eyes slightly, "You guy went to the Eastern Continent and came back with a bottle of this?"
"Grand Elder, guess what. If you are right, this bottle will be given to you, anyway, my uncle and grandpa are not rare."
Long Qing stared at the porcelain bottle, and immediately began to think, somewhat uncertain: "Isn't this a bar?"
Long Feiye suddenly smiled, "Ha! That's right, it's wine!"
"Cut! What's so strange about wine? Is there any good wine in our Mo family?" Mo Jingshan looked at it, even more disdainful.