Chapter Two Hundred and Four: Assassination
Mo Zhiyu held the little girl, squatted down and rubbed her forehead with a slight smile, and said, "Little friend, be careful when walking." β
The little girl was stupidly and cutely "um", and a male voice who was not very polite interjected: "Who are you, why are you wandering around in the mountains behind my house?!" β
Mo Zhiyu looked up and saw a young man chasing after him, he was thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were very expensive at first glance, and he looked arrogant, he guessed that it should be a young master, and his cultivation was still in the Juyuan period.
Mo Zhi didn't get angry with a child, he just laughed and teased him: "You didn't even tell me your name!" β
The young man pulled the little girl out of Mo Zhiyu's arms, protected her behind her, and said to Mo Zhiyu very proudly: "My name is Mo Zhiqi, and I am the young master of the Gongfu of Shi Kang!" β
The period of ink? Hearing this name, Mo Zhiyu remembered that the second uncle did seem to have a son, so he smiled and said, "I am Mo Zhiyu." β
When the little young master named "Ink Period" heard this name, he was immediately stunned, and his speech was a little hesitant: "You...... You are...... Ink...... It...... Absurd?! β
Mo Zhiyu didn't expect this kid to know his name, and responded with a smile: "Yes." β
The little girl behind Mo Zhiqi poked her head out and asked curiously, "Are you the eldest cousin?" β
Mo Zhiyu looked nervous when he saw Mo Zhiqi, so he asked the little girl with a smile: "What's the name of the little sister?" β
"I, my name is Gu Panshang." The little girl stood up from behind Mo Zhizhi, grabbed her handkerchief with both hands, and asked weakly, "Then am I going to marry you in the future?" β
Mo Zhi was stunned for a moment, remembering the "little cousin of his childhood sweetheart" that the remnant soul told him, just this little girl? I can't do it at all!
Mo Zhizhi was anxious on the side, his face was flushed, he was now an age when he was being a governor, and he understood some things that he should understand, such as "snatching love with a horizontal knife". He was nervous, but speechless.
Of course, Mo Zhiyu saw Mo Zhiqi's thoughts clearly at a glance, so he touched Gu Panshang's little head and said, "The little kid wants to marry the little kid to play." Then he got up and went away.
Gu Panshang was stunned, and Mo Zhiqi looked at the back of Mo Zhiyu leaving, but frowned.
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In the evening, Mo Pan prepared a family banquet. The so-called family banquet, of course, is only Mo Pan's wife and concubine, Mo Pan's son Mo Zhiqi, Mo Jia's cousin Gu family, and Mo Zhi's delusion.
Mo Zhiyu didn't like this kind of occasion, so he got up and left after a casual party. Of course, during the banquet, those people naturally wanted to know how he was doing, and of course he had to show off vigorously, otherwise, they would think that it was a child who came back.
Back in his room, Mo Zhiyu rubbed his eyebrows, poured himself a cup of tea, and sighed in his heart: "Laymen are laymen, and they only think about their own one-third of an acre." β
He moved his nose slightly, looked at the incense burner, and seemed to say to himself, "What kind of incense is this?" β
"Rosemary!" A black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of the room, the speed was very fast, and Mo Zhiyu could feel that the other party was a Yuan Force Cultivator, and the realm was in the early stage of the Illusory Yuan Realm.
This realm is not a threat to Mo Zhiyu, but as soon as Mo Zhiyu raised his hand, he felt soft all over his body, and he couldn't lift his strength at all.
This incense is poisonous? No, it's poisonous that he can't detect it!
However, in the midst of this surprise, the sword of the man in black pierced Mo Zhiyu's chest, and blood flew out and scattered all over the ground.
"Hmph, but that's it." The man in black wiped his sword with his sleeve in satisfaction and turned to leave.
After the man in black left Mo Zhiyu's room, he walked through the courtyard and came to another courtyard, as if he was very familiar with the environment of the Clan Kang Mansion.
The man in black climbed an attic, then knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Report to the master, the task has been successfully completed." β
The man standing in front of the man in black turned around with a smile, and it was Mo Pan. He smiled and asked, "Really dead?" β
The man in black said with certainty: "It's really dead, I killed him by surprise, it's a sword through the heart, it's impossible to live." β
Mo Pan snorted lightly and said, "What is the second disciple of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Chief, what is the sixth top of the Sword Conference in the Present Realm, it's just that." β
As he spoke, Mo Pan walked to the table and poured two glasses of wine, raised one and handed it to the man in black. The man in black was a little hesitant and didn't dare to answer, Mo Pan said with a smile:
"It's just a thousand drunk, and I didn't order rosemary. Only when these two things are added together will they produce a highly poisonous poison, and this poison will not harm their lives, but even if they are Yuan Li monks who have reached the realm of chaos, they will also have numb hands and feet, and their bodies will be weak. β
Then he drank all the wine from his glass.
The man in black glanced at the incense burner, and then took the wine from Mo Pan's hand.
Just then, a voice rang out in the room: "I see! β
Mo Pan was startled, and was about to make a move, but suddenly felt abdominal pain, sucking all the energy of his body. He suddenly came to his senses, glared at the wine glass, and saw that there was a small magic circle on the wine glass.
The man in black, who hadn't drunk yet, immediately threw away the wine glass in his hand and swung his sword behind him, but a knife was faster. This sword came from the darkness, the blade was as black as ink, and before even the cold light lit up, it cut off the treasure-level long sword in his hand.
With another "swish", his head flew out, and his eyes widened, only to see his neck "banging" like a hot spring that had just opened, his own blood.
Mo Pan watched his right-hand man fall in a pool of blood, he endured the severe pain, looked up, and saw a young man standing next to the pool of blood, it was the stinky boy who should have died a long time ago!
Mo Pan bent his hands into claws, wanting to gather Yuan Force, but just after running a little Yuan Force in the meridians, the cramping pain in his abdomen became even more intense, and the pain made him sweat profusely, and he couldn't even speak.
"As for me, I don't like to use complicated things, I like to use simple ones. For example, puppet talismans, such as the Yuan Yuan Binding Array. With his standard smile on his face, Mo Zhiyu walked towards Mo Pan,
"If this guy on the ground had a little patience, he wouldn't have noticed that he had killed just a puppet. If you don't get carried away so much, you won't be able to notice that there will be a 'Binding Yuan Array' on the wine glass, and you will drink the wine in the glass. β
Mo Pan stared at him with a pair of eyes, clenching his teeth.
"As for me, of course I'm so smart that I didn't really drink your wine at all." Mo Zhiyu continued, "Of course, I didn't really inhale rosemary. β
"I'll remember tonight, tell you, don't bully the poor boy!" - The next chapter, "Don't bully the poor boys? γ
(End of chapter)