"Fourteen?" Mo Zhiyu continued to laugh, "I'm telling you, I'm sixteen years old this year. ”

These words made the father and son over there stunned again.

"I'm only two years older than you, but I'm already in the Illusory Yuan Realm now, and you're just a Juyuan Stage." Mo Zhiyu stared at Mo Zhizhi's eyes, he didn't send out any coercion, but he made Mo Zhizhi tremble involuntarily, and there was no room for anything to fight back, "So, when will you be able to shorten this gap, you will be qualified to come and say to me, what is called 'don't bully the poor boy'!" ”

After saying this, Mo Zhiyu also ignored the two fathers and sons in the room, and walked down the stairs outside the attic.

"You didn't leave anything behind in his wounds at all, except for some manipulation during treatment." The remnant soul's voice sounded, "Although his face can be scarred, it will hurt once in a while, and it will never get better. ”

"That's right." Mo Zhiyu replied to him in his mind, "As long as it hurts once, he will remember the events of tonight and will never forget it." Anyway, the method you taught is so deeply hidden, ordinary people can't solve it, let alone think of it. ”

"Don't kill people, stay and do things." "That's not the way you're going to choose. ”

"It's the way you like it." "But it's the best way to do it at this time." The reason I have already said, the Weiguo Mansion needs a housekeeper, Herb has to take care of my father, it is impossible to be distracted to manage these things, and Mo Pan is the best housekeeper candidate. I'm too busy to come back often, but if he still has something on his mind, I won't be so polite anymore. ”

The remnant soul smiled softly: "It's rare that you think so much, but why do you want to provoke a little enemy." ”

Mo Zhi smiled disdainfully: "Little boy, you always need motivation to grow up." ”

It was only a matter of a moment that Mo Zhiyu communicated with the remnant soul, and he walked down the attic and into the courtyard. Now the courtyard was full of corpses, and Mo Zhiyu's gaze naturally fell on the only person standing in the courtyard.

Mohe.

Mo Pan is a sinister person, this kind of person is generally more afraid of death, and will fill his yard with secret guards. So if you want to carry out a surprise attack, Mo Zhiyu must first solve all the secret guards, which is still a troublesome thing. Luckily, Mohe showed up and helped him out of the problem.

Mo He saw Mo Zhiyu walking towards him, saluted respectfully, and exclaimed, "Son." ”

"Herb, thank you for your hard work." Mo Zhiyu said lightly, "After the matter is settled, my second uncle should be very honest." ”

"The old slave understands that the old slave will definitely guard the Patriotic Mansion for the prince!" Mo He showed his loyalty, and then said, "It's late at night, the prince should go back to rest early, and the old slave will also go back to guard the grandfather." ”

But Mo Zhiyu didn't want to leave like this, he stopped Mo He: "Herb, I want to ask you something. ”

Mo He immediately said, "Son, please speak." ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at Mo He's weather-beaten eyes and said, "I'm very puzzled, among the guards in this place, the worst are all in the late stage of the Dingyuan Realm, and Heb, you are just an ordinary person who knows a little martial arts. How did you kill them? ”

Mo He was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered a little, and he didn't answer immediately.

Mo Zhiyu's gaze swept over the tear in Mo He's clothes, it was obvious that it was broken, and he continued, "I know that there is an elixir in the Hongtian Sect. After taking it, ordinary people can also fight against Yuanli Monks. ”

"It's not!" Mo He knelt on the ground with a puff, "The old slave is not a member of the Hongtian Sect, the old slave is loyal to the grandfather and the son, the old slave will definitely not betray the grandfather and the prince!" ”

"I know how faithful you are to my father." Mo Zhiyu leaned over to help Mo He, "However, what I need is someone who knows the roots. ”

Mo He did not get up with Mo Zhiyu, but said, "Old slave...... If the old slave says, please don't drive the old slave away! ”

Mo Zhiyu was stunned for a moment and said, "No." ”

Mo He looked up at Mo Zhiyu and said, "The old slave is indeed different from ordinary people, but the old slave has not taken any pills from the Hongtian Sect, let alone contacted the people of the Hongtian Sect!" It all started 160 years ago. ”

Mo Zhiyu frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the height of the attic, and then helped Mo He up, and said, "Let's go back and talk about it in detail." ”

After returning to Mo Zhiyu's room, Mo Zhiyu waved his hand to make the tea on the table automatically pour, and the bench that fell to the ground was automatically reset. This move made Mo He slightly surprised, but Mo He was a knowledgeable servant and didn't make much of a fuss.

Mo Zhiyu asked Mo He to sit down, and then said: "Herb, I know about the 'Battle of the East China Sea' back then, so you can tell me about yourself in detail." ”

"Yes." Mo He sat down and said, "Gongzi may know that Gongye was also a world-famous military cultivation master back then, and his realm was as high as the Hongmeng realm above Chaos. But because of the Battle of the East China Sea, my grandfather was seriously injured, and it was at that time that he fell ill. And I'm ...... too."

Mo Zhi asked suspiciously, "You are also seriously injured?" ”

"Nope." Mo He shook his head and said, "I've been infected by the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist. ”

Mo Zhiyu's eyes widened, he heard Wuyan mention that the real horror of the Extreme Abyss Crack was the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist. The poisonous mist that seeps out of the cracks of the extreme abyss is formless and substantial, once someone is contaminated with it, it will become a bloodthirsty monster that is easy to kill. But Mo He's current appearance is no different from ordinary people.

"I was originally an ordinary martial artist, and I just wanted to follow my grandfather when I went to the East China Sea. Infected by the Abyssal Poisonous Mist, I would have liked to kill myself with the remnants of my sanity. Mo He's hand on the table clenched slightly, and his face was ashamed,

"It was my grandfather who protected me and sealed the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist in my body with Yuan Force, so that I didn't turn into a monster. But at that time, the Xianhua League issued a killing order, and everything that was infected by the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist, no matter whether it became a monster or not, it would be unforgiving! For my sake, my grandfather didn't care about healing, so he left the front line first. ”

Hearing this, Mo Zhiyu had already guessed a few points, so he asked, "You were able to kill those guards of Mo Pan because you used the power of the Extreme Abyss Poisonous Mist?" ”

"Pretty much." Mo He sighed, "At first, as long as I used this power slightly, it would get out of control, and it would all be suppressed by my grandfather's Yuan power. But in this case, the grandfather's injury will not be relieved.

Later, we heard that the wizards of Nanlu might have a way to cure Grandpa, so we went to Nanriku, and it was there that Grandpa met Madame. ”

"My mother?" Mo Zhiyu was shocked for a moment, he was like asking Mo He about his mother, and this was mentioned.

Suddenly, the calm water surface broke open, and a hideous skull rushed out and opened its bloody mouth! - The next chapter, "Nightmares? 》

(End of chapter)