Sun Ze pulled the corner of his mouth and said angrily:

"Little devil, my Sun family won't let it go..."

Mo Hua was not ruthless and hit his head with a stick.

Sun Ze only felt his forehead buzzing.

"You'll talk about it after you have thought about it." Mo Hua reminded him.

Sun Zeya bit her teeth and felt cruel. He thought that the hero would not suffer any loss in front of him, begging for mercy:

"Little brother, it's me that I'm wrong, it's me that I'm ignorant, I dare not teach you how to do things. You have a lot of them, so let me go."

Mo Hua naturally didn't believe what he said, but he didn't care, but said:

"I'll ask you a few questions. If you answer, I'll let you go. Otherwise, you can let your father have another son..."

Ink paintings scare Sun Ze.

Sun Ze was sweating coldly, his father didn't have to have another child, and he had two sons.

He is the eldest son, and if he dies, the second son below will be in line to inherit the head of the family.

Moreover, the second brother's formation is higher than his, so his father must be happy to see it happen, and at most he can shed some tears in his eyes.

Sun Ze hurriedly said, "Master, you ask, I say everything!"

Mo Hua glanced at Sun Ze suspiciously and thought to himself why this person's bones are so soft?

He just became so honest without even knocking on a few strokes of his scoundrel.

"Then I ask you, does your Sun family have an ancestral formation?"

Sun Ze's heart was shocked. This little devil was indeed the idea of ​​their Sun family's ancestral formation.

Sun Ze nodded quickly and said, "Yes!"

“Where?”

Sun Ze shook his head again, "No!"

Mo Hua knocked him: "Is there any or no?"

Sun Ze said reluctantly:

"According to my father, the Sun family has this inheritance, but according to my father, the Sun family has no clues to the formation, so they cannot find this formation..."

Mo Hua said in confusion: "You ancestor, haven't you passed it to you?"

Sun Zezheng didn't know how to answer.

Mo Hua suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, I'm passing it to you, and you don't deserve it."

Monopolize the formation, exploit Lingnong, and bully others with power.

Moreover, the formation level is low, and the Sun family doesn’t even have a first-grade formation master. Even if they find the ultimate formation, they can’t learn it. It’s just a waste of resources.

Sun Ze was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to refute. He just turned his eyes and asked:

"My master, what formation are you looking for?"

Mo Hua stared at Sun Ze and saw through his thoughts at a glance, "You want to ask me for clues? Do you think I will tell you?"

Sun Ze smiled awkwardly: "I dare not, I dare not."

But he cursed in his heart, why is this little ghost so smart like a ghost...

Before he could finish scolding, he was hit by another stick in his head.

Mo Hua raised her small eyebrows and said coldly:

"Are you scolding me in your heart?"

Sun Ze's head hurts, his mouth twitches, and he hurriedly said:

"No, no, don't dare!"

"What else do you know about this formation?" Mo Hua asked again, weighing the thousand-pound stick in his hand and threatening:

"You'd better give honest advice. If you hide it and find it out, you will suffer yourself. If you agree to me, I'll let you go."

The ink paintings are both kind and powerful, giving Sun Ze some hope.

This process of asking things has been tested several times in the ink painting.

From Diao Laosan, he asked about the whereabouts of Hidden Sword, and from Qian Xing, the conspiracy of the Qian ancestor.

When to hit a few times, when to ask what, when to give some hope, and how to grasp the rhythm between them, ink painting is already quite skilled.

Sun Ze heard that Mo Hua wanted to let him go, but he didn't believe it very much, but he didn't dare not believe it.

If he didn't believe it, then Mo Hua would use fireball techniques to send him back to heaven.

He will be the head of the Sun family in the future and have a lot of blessings to enjoy. He does not want to give up these wealth to his second brother.

Sun Ze told all the things about the ancestors of the Sun family and the descendants like beans.

Sun Ze didn't know much, and Mo Hua didn't hear more clues, but at least he verified his conjecture.

The ancestor of the Sun family did hide the ultimate formation in the spiritual field.

The formation was not left in the Sun family or passed on to the descendants of the Sun family.

I just don’t know where the ancestor of the Sun family hid the ultimate formation, how it hid it, and what formation methods were used...

Mo Hua tossed and turned some things over and over again and asked Sun Ze several times.

Sun Ze was dizzy and reluctantly answered.

Although there are some words that are missing from the east and the west, they are quite different and there are no contradictions, which means that what he said should be the truth.

Mo Hua didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

Sun Ze is the eldest son of the Sun family.

Although he is ignorant and bullied Lingnong, it is not easy to kill him now.

Otherwise, the Sun family would definitely be anxious.

The head of the Sun family is a foundation-building monk, and now he is in the Sun family, so it is better not to do anything at all.

"You go."

Mo Hua kicked Sun Ze.

Sun Ze forgot to be ashamed and angry, but instead said in confusion: "Do you really let me go?"

"What? Don't you want to leave?" Mo Hua raised her eyebrows, "Do you want me to keep you for another meal?"

Sun Ze was startled and said quickly:

"I'll go, I'll go!"

After saying that, Mo Hua said nothing, he got up and limped back.

He didn't even look at the other monks of the Sun family.

This is very similar to Qian Xing, the playboy master of the Qian family.

A fellow Taoist who dies will not die.

Even this "Fellow Taoist" is a monk from their family.

While Sun Ze ran, he glanced at the water in the spiritual field.

His embarrassing figure was reflected in the water.

His face was dark and burnt, and his arms were burned, which looked quite miserable.

Sun Ze felt unbelievable.

What kind of fireball technique is this little devil using?

Why is it so powerful?

What's even more annoying is that this fireball technique almost exploded directly on his face and ruined his face.

Sun Ze wanted to scold Mo Hua a few words, but he felt cold again, and he forced the swear words to his heart.

Can't scold you!

If you scold me, the little ghost noticed me and just ended with a fireball technique, you would be a big loss.

A small impatience will cause trouble.

He had to rush back and tell his father about this.

His father is the foundation building.

This little devil is just refining qi. Even though his fireball skills are sharp, he is definitely not an opponent of the foundation-building monk.

Sun Ze figured it out and ran even more urgently, hoping to use both hands.

Mo Hua guessed that he would definitely find his father Sun Yi when he went back.
To be continued...