Morning Star

Chapter 396 9er, here I come.

Only Su Rong went to check on Mo Hengsong's condition.

But Mo Xinglan ignored them completely and didn't even look at them.

Elder Liu took his men to deal with some of the surviving demon-hunting soldiers.

"Young master, young master..."

Huahua, who had transformed into her original form, ran to Mo Xinglan with a golden bell in her mouth.

He handed the golden bell in his mouth to him, and then changed into a human form: "This bell has the scent of the young master, it should be the phantom bell."

Mo Xinglan took the Huanyin Bell, checked it, and threw it to Wu Li.

Looking around, searching for something.

Huahua looked at him suspiciously and glanced around: "What are you looking for, little master?"

"What is your lord looking for?" Fang Hao also discovered it.

Mo Xinglan frowned, having a bad feeling: "Where's the Madam?"

"lady?"

Fang Hao and the others who heard it looked at each other, shook their heads, and said they didn't know and had never seen it.

Who dares to be distracted by the life-and-death situation and care about the people around them? Only after the event do you realize that someone is missing.

Mo Xinglan's calm face finally changed after they said one after another that they didn't know or saw it.

His blood-red eyes, with a bloodthirsty light, swept over everyone and angrily asked, "Don't you know how to look for it if you don't see it?"

Everyone was stunned. Fang Hao quickly reacted and led a group of people to look for it.

Mo Xinglan was not idle either. He pushed Su Rong, who was standing beside Mo Hengsong, away with a palm and woke Mo Hengsong up.

Mo Hengsong had just woken up and his mind was still fuzzy when his clothes were lifted up.

"Where's Chujiu?" Mo Xinglan's voice was extremely cold, and his whole body exuded a sinister look.

Mo Hengsong was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and sneered: "You ask me? How should I know? Haven't I always been in your sight? Haha... Mo Xinglan, you are as infatuated as your father."

"You won't say it, right?"

Mo Xinglan simply ignored what he said. He drew out the Xuan Li sword, held the sword in his left hand without even looking, and with one move he cut off one of Mo Mingjie's fingers.

Mo Mingjie was stunned for a moment, and then a sharp pain spread throughout his brain, causing him to scream in pain. Su Rong was startled and rushed to Mo Mingjie in a worried manner.

No matter how shameless Mo Hengsong was, he was still a father. The sneer disappeared from his face, but he still pursed his lips and stared at Mo Xinglan.

Mo Xinglan noticed the change in Mo Hengsong, sneered, and moved the tip of his sword to point at Su Rong: "She'll be the next one."

"You useless piece of shit, don't hurt my mother!" Even though his hand hurt, Mo Mingjie saw that Mo Xinglan was about to hurt his mother, and he ignored the danger and stood in front of Su Rong.

This scene was particularly dazzling in Mo Xinglan's eyes.

The scene from that night ten years ago came to mind.

His eyes were cold, and he stabbed the back of Su Rong's hand, which was supporting the ground, with a sword.

After Su Rong screamed in pain, she didn't make another sound.

"Mom!" Mo Mingjie and Mo Yan shouted at the same time.

Mo Hengsong gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot: "Mo Xinglan, what's the difference between what you did and what I did ten years ago?"

"Of course there is a difference. I reunited your family, didn't I?" He sneered, with madness in his blood-red eyes.

Mo Hengsong gritted his teeth in anger: "..."

"Your Highness!"

Fang Hao, who had gone to look for Chujiu, came back and lowered his head: "I sent people to search the entire Mo family but couldn't find him."

Mo Xinglan calmed down after hearing this, but only Mo Hengsong, who was closest to him, could clearly feel his strong bloodthirsty murderous intent.

It seemed that if anyone said something that displeased him, he would start killing them regardless of friend or foe.

Suddenly Mo Xinglan's expression paused, and he remembered something.

The murderous aura disappeared instantly. He let go of Mo Hengsong and retracted his sword.

He closed his eyes and sensed it. After a while, he found the location of the Half-Life Pearl.

It is in the direction of the Mohist side courtyard.

He opened his eyes, a sneer on the corner of his pale lips, and looked at the paralyzed Mo Hengsong with cold and sarcastic eyes.

"A chess piece even dreams of becoming the chess player."

"..."

Mo Hengsong remained silent, but he naturally knew what he meant. He gritted his teeth in hatred and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Su Rong watched anxiously from the side.

Mo Xinglan said that and then stopped talking. He turned around and flew away.

But just after taking a step, Mo Hengsong's sneer suddenly came from behind.

"You're so anxious. It looks like she succeeded. It wasn't in vain that I raised her for so many years."

"..."

Mo Xinglan paused, turned his head and looked at him coldly.

Mo Hengsong looked at him like a winner: "Haha... I'm a chess piece, but how much better can you be?"

"Mo Xinglan, you couldn't save your mother ten years ago. Ten years later, will you choose to die for the one you love, or will you want her to die for you like your mother did ten years ago? Haha..."

After saying this, he laughed even more arrogantly, as if he was not the one in such a mess at the moment.

Mo Xinglan's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

Looking at Mo Hengsong's face, I wanted to cut him into pieces.

But he knew that death was too easy for Mo Hengsong, and pain could only be felt by the living.

He glanced at him coldly, and a ball of demonic energy attacked the howling Mo Hengsong and the others.

Several people fainted instantly, and the world finally became quiet.

Mo Xinglan glanced in the direction of the side courtyard, but this time he did not rush over. Instead, he called Wu Li, Fang Hao, Elder Qi, and Elder Liu.

"Wuli led the people and Elder Qi and Elder Liu to deal with Hualing's next matter."

Wu Li was stunned, thinking of what Mo Hengsong had just said, and was worried: "Lord, the Demon Realm cannot be without you."

"Young master, the Mo family cannot do without you." Elder Qi also stepped forward.

"Shut up!" Mo Xinglan was annoyed.

He closed his eyes and calmed down, looking at Fang Hao who was also worried but didn't say anything. "Use the criminal law of the Demon Realm on Mo Hengsong and the others. Don't let them die during the process. Announce it to the world afterwards."

"Yes." Fang Hao nodded and paused, "The Lord will come back, right?"

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked at him quietly for a moment, then looked towards the side courtyard and sighed softly, saying indifferently, "...I think so."

can you?

"Lord..."

Before Fang Hao could say anything else, Mo Xinglan had already flown away.

……

Not long after, Mo Xinglan arrived near the side courtyard.

There is fog ahead.

No wonder Fang Hao and his team couldn’t find anyone. There was a killing formation here that blocked the world inside and outside the formation.

This formation has not been completely closed, but once someone enters, they cannot get out. Unless someone has the ability to forcibly destroy the formation from the inside.

However, doing so would also result in backlash from the formation, with the worst case being death, while the mildest being lifelong paralysis, which is the same as being dead.

He looked up, a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

This is waiting for him.

Without much hesitation, he stepped into the formation. Soon the formation was completely closed, completely isolating the inside and the outside.

The entire courtyard was in the formation. It was foggy inside, and visibility was not very high. It was so quiet that it seemed like another space without any living things.

Mo Xinglan walked forward slowly step by step, his boots making rustling sounds as he stepped on the dry leaves.

Looking up, he couldn't help but smile. This was a pretty good burial place for him.

It seemed that he would be trapped in this yard after all.

The woman's gentle warning echoed in her ears through time.

"Lan'er, don't go out. There are bad guys outside."

Yeah, a lot of bad guys.

"Lan'er, stay home and let your mother buy you some candy."

He doesn't want candy, he just wants his mother not to leave.

"Lan'er, be good."

He has been very well behaved, so why does he want to leave?

"Lan'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mother didn't mean to hurt you..."

He knew, and always knew. He never blamed her, and never hated her.

"Lan'er, my Lan'er..."

How should he behave as a mother so as not to be so sad?

"You must remember, your father's name is Mo Lingfan"

He remembered, always remembered...

It seemed like he had been walking along this road for a long time, and finally he saw the pink figure in the yard.

The pink figure seemed to have noticed his arrival, and moved slowly towards him.

All the little things that happened with that pink shadow in this yard flashed before my eyes.

Very few actually.

She could always easily discover his miserable side, and she bandaged the wound on his wrist regardless of anything.

What a reckless little rabbit. She wasn't afraid that he would kill her if he was unhappy.

You dare to say you're here to eat for free.

But her cooking skills are really not that good, luckily he can cook.

But I’m afraid I won’t be able to cook delicious food for her anymore.

His eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.

The yard is large and spacious.

Early summer should be a season of greenery and shade, but the plum tree in the yard is still dry. On the ground are rotten leaves that have floated in from outside the yard.

No one had lived here for a long time, and no one had come to clean the place, so the ground was covered with dead leaves, which made a rustling sound when you walked on them.

The two met on the stone path covered with dead leaves in the yard.

"Jiuer, I'm here." The young man's clean and pleasant voice rang out in the silent space.

He curled his lips and smiled, so soft and beautiful.

Before this, he had actually thought of many ways to use obsession to weaken his soul, but he never thought that the obsession would use Jiuer.

He was careless and failed to protect her.

She was always hurt and crying when she followed him. Later, she also learned to endure, grow up silently, and work hard to become stronger.

But he would rather she remained the same as before, without so many worries, and just act recklessly.

He reached out and gently held her pale little face, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

"..."

Chujiu let him hold her face, her empty eyes seemed to fall on his face, but also seemed not to fall on his face. She took a step forward and lowered her head to lean on his arms.

But in my heart I am silently resisting and shouting.

Why did you come?

Go! Go!

I'll kill you! Go!

Unfortunately, Mo Xinglan couldn't hear her at all. He paused for a moment, then reached out and gently hugged her: "Jiu'er, I'm sorry, I'm late again. Are you angry?"

"..."

Go! Don't hold me! Don't hold me! Let go!

Suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand and she stabbed straight into Mo Xinglan's back.