Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

The people present immediately became serious and immediately understood the importance of this matter. They all said that they would not talk nonsense outside. The group of people discussed together how to deal with it.

Finally, Father Qiao muttered: "You two insist that you worked on this matter yourself. As for the drawings, I will give them to you tomorrow."

Mo Wangzhong and Zhang Huihui nodded repeatedly. Although this sounds very impossible, it is still a way.

"Erya, come with me."

After discussing the matter, Father Qiao asked Mo Erya to go to the back room with her.

As soon as the two closed the door, Father Qiao asked Mo Erya to sit aside, and then he whispered, "Erya, don't you have anything to ask Master?"

"Master, I didn't think carefully about this matter. I should ask you first."

Mo Erya lowered his head, because her independent decision made the master worried.

"You did all this with good intentions. Master has nothing to blame you. If you want to blame it, blame this cannibalistic society."

Father Qiao seemed to have thought of something bad, and couldn't help but frown, "Master made this arrangement to protect you. Aren't you always curious about what kind of sect we are?"

Mo Erya's eyes couldn't help but widen, she was a little excited because Master was finally going to tell her a big secret.

"Our Anonymous Sect has been established for more than 1000 years. At its most glorious and prosperous time, there were even many amazing and talented people. Even in that era without electricity and energy, they were able to create countless amazing works. Everything comes, even the blood drops that were so criticized in the Ming Dynasty were made by our sect, but..."

Father Qiao shook his head when he said this, "Everything in the world is for profit; everything in the world is for profit. Our faction has gone from prosperity to decline. Even in order to gain benefits from us, our faction has been suffering. By the time of the encirclement and suppression in all aspects, by my master’s generation, things were no longer what they used to be.”

By Father Qiao's generation, he was even ready to become the last generation of the sect, but Mo Erya appeared.

"Erya, from now on, you are the No. 30 eighth generation successor of my Wuming sect. From now on, the Wuming sect will be your responsibility."

The burden on his body was lifted, and Father Qiao felt more relaxed than ever before.

"As the seventh-generation descendant of the No. 30 Nameless Sect, I order you to protect your own safety and never reveal your identity as a descendant of the Nameless Sect at will!"

"No, Master, shouldn't you let me bring glory to the sect? Why would you just let me cling to a small life and not expose my identity as the successor of the unknown sect?"

What Father Qiao told was different from the stories Mo Erya had heard since childhood.

"You are the last lone seedling of our Wuming sect. How can we prosper our sect? Our sect is about to be exterminated. As long as you don't die, our sect will not be destroyed!"

Father Qiao glared at Mo Erya angrily, and Mo Erya scratched his head in embarrassment, "Master, why did you and your wife move to Mojiacun again?"

Mo Erya has always been curious, and now that it's open to the public, he's curious to ask. If he doesn't ask now, he may not know in the future.

"That's the second thing I want to say."

At this point, the expression on Father Qiao's face became serious, "If it weren't for survival, who would be willing to leave their hometown? It's because our sect is too famous. There are two of them, unless we have something on our hands." Baby, there is a bird, these bitches don’t believe it, they come in waves, and each wave is crazier than the last, it’s extremely disturbing.”

"Master, who are they?"

Mo Erya also became very serious. There seemed to be a lot of enemies. She was a loser. She would not be separated from Sixth Sister. She would still be hunted by her enemies. She would not be able to survive!

Was she destined to die early?

Mo Erya was shocked by his speculation.

"It's not important anymore. Besides, it won't do you any good to know. As long as you know, keep your identity secret and don't tell anyone. You're not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. You can bring out such a powerful person now." Things, from now on...those dogs have very good noses, there is no guarantee that they will not come after smelling them. Nothing is important. Your life is the most important thing in the sect. As long as you are in the sect, we will be there."

Even without Qiao's father telling her, Mo Erya would take good care of her life. If it weren't for her life, she wouldn't have to work so hard. She never expected that before she could get out of one pit, she would jump into another. A pit.

What a sin~

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, a thought flashed through Mo Erya's mind, "Master, those people are not looking for the book "The Years I Lived in the Class", right?"

Father Qiao gave her a sad look.

Mo Erya:......(wДw)

"Then they are blind enough!"

Mo Erya swallowed, feeling that these people were a little confused.

"Okay, go back. Remember, you can just mess around on your own in the future. Don't take it out easily before you have enough strength to protect yourself. Your master, I still want to spend the next life in peace!"

Father Qiao waved his hand and sent Mo Erya away impatiently.