For a time, everyone rushed to give gifts, just to win the beauty's smile.
Mo Xiang accepted them one by one, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
"The Supreme Divine Vein, this is the collateral benefit that the Supreme Divine Vein brings to me. If I didn't have the Supreme Divine Vein, my Taiyin treasure body would not only be unable to be reversed, but it would also disturb my life!"
"Now, not only have I reversed the Taiyin Treasure Body, but I also have the Supreme Divine Veins to complement each other. This is how I now have the terrifying cultivation qualifications of dual top-level talents!"
"If I had not obtained the Supreme Divine Vein, I would not have acquired the peerless talent I have now, and Master Master would not have accepted me as his disciple. These princes, generals, and young masters in the mansion would not have been so flattering and complimentary to me.
My beautiful face can be a disaster rather than a blessing."
"From this point of view, defrauding and obtaining Wang Teng's worthless Supreme Divine Vein that day was actually the wisest thing in my life. My life has undergone a huge turning point because of this. In the future, I am destined to soar to the nine heavens and achieve great achievements in the world.
The princess!"
Mo Xiang thought to himself, with a smile on his face.
At this moment, two young men in Tsing Yi hurriedly came from a distance, ruining the atmosphere here.
"Junior Sister Mo, someone sent a coffin outside the school and threatened to ask you to open it yourself!"
At this moment, everyone in the pavilion was rushing to present various treasures to Mo Xiang, but suddenly they heard that someone had sent a coffin to Mo Xiang, and everyone in the pavilion was stunned.
"What? A coffin?"
Mo Xiang was also startled, and then his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the smile on his face froze.
"Who is so bold that he dares to come to Tianyuan Academy to bring trouble on Junior Sister Mo Xiang?"
Immediately, some people in the pavilion reacted, their faces darkened, and they opened their mouths and shouted coldly.
The two young men in green clothes said hesitantly: "We also heard that person mention Junior Sister Mo Xiang's name and thought that this person and this coffin might have something to do with Junior Sister Mo Xiang, so we came to report it."
"Is it related to me?" Mo Xiang was a little stunned. He felt that this matter was really ridiculous. He frowned and asked, "Did that person leave his name? Who is in the coffin?"
The two young men in green clothes shook their heads: "The man left the coffin and asked Junior Sister Mo to open it in person."
"Where is the coffin?"
Mo Xiang frowned slightly and opened his red lips.
"Just outside the school
."
…
Mo Xiang was wearing a bright moon-white robe, and her face was as beautiful as a holy white lotus.
Under the gaze of a group of more than a dozen people, Mo Xiang walked slowly out of the academy with lotus steps.
A long vermilion coffin was placed in front of the school gate, and many students had gathered around it.
Mo Xianglian walked slowly to the coffin, surrounded by a group of people. Looking at the long scarlet coffin, Mo Xiang suddenly felt uneasy for no reason.
She was about to open the coffin herself when a young man next to her said with a smile.
"How can you let a human fairy like Junior Sister Mo do this kind of thing? Don't let yourself get into trouble, let your senior brother do it for you."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man struck out with his palm, and the coffin lid immediately flew out. A strong stench instantly poured out. Everyone present immediately covered their noses with their hands, with disgust in their eyes, and retreated without a trace.
Smelling the rotten stench coming from the coffin, Mo Xiang also frowned and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves.
The next moment, Mo Xiang's eyes fell into the coffin and he saw clearly the person in the coffin.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, like five thunders striking his head, Mo Xiang's delicate body shook suddenly, his face instantly turned pale, and he stood stunned on the spot.
Then he suddenly realized what he was doing, and Mo Xiang couldn't help but scream: "Dad!"
Ignoring the strong rotten odor coming from the coffin, Mo Xiang immediately threw himself at Mo Shan's body in the coffin, his shoulders trembling, and he burst into tears, heartbroken with grief.
What? Dad?
The young masters and young masters all around were stunned when they saw this.
The person in the long coffin, who has obviously been dead for many days and is exuding a rotten stench at the moment, is actually Mo Xiang's father?
Everyone took a deep breath and looked at each other.
Especially Li Feng was even more surprised.
This man is actually Mo Xiang's father?
Didn't he previously send Li Quan, a master at the eighth level of the Ning Zhen Realm, to help the Mo family and become the first family in Dahuang City?
With Li Quan here, how could the head of the Mo family and Mo Xiang's father die?
Moreover, I had not received any news from Li Quan before, and it was impossible that Li Quan had not arrived at Mo's house for such a long time. Could it be that Li Quan also...
Thinking of this, Li Feng couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes. Is there still such a master hidden in Dahuang City, who is not even Li Qian's opponent?
At the same time, Li Feng looked extremely ugly. He sent people to the Mo family to help out. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen to the Mo family. Wouldn't he have lost his face?
He glanced at Mo Xiang. Did Mo Xiang think that the person he sent was a waste? Did he think that he was just perfunctory by sending Li Quan to the Mo family?
"how so……"
"What happened, who was it, who killed you..."
"father--"
Mo Xiang lay on the long coffin, crying loudly, touching Mo Shan's withered face, tears falling down.
Li Feng looked gloomy, then grabbed the clothes of one of the two people who reported the news, and said solemnly: "Why don't you two keep the person who brought the coffin?"
"Li...Senior Brother Li, the two of us tried to keep that man behind, but that man was so powerful that we were no match for him."
The young man in green clothes said with some shame.
Senior Brother Li frowned and put him down: "Have you ever seen his face clearly?"
"He was wearing a black hat to cover his face, so he couldn't see clearly. However, it can be seen from the skin of his palms that he is not very old and should be similar to us."
"What? Is he of the same age as you actually stronger than the two of you together?"
Everyone around was shocked and suspicious.
Li Feng glanced at Mo Xiang and comforted him softly: "Junior Sister Mo, the deceased is gone, but the living should be cherished. Please show your condolences and accept the change."
After a pause, Li Feng pondered and said: "The other party killed Uncle Mo, and even went to great lengths to send him here deliberately. This person is related to
Uncle Mo and Junior Sister Mo Xiang must have a lot of grudges."
"Moreover, Uncle Mo's throat was sealed with a sword. This person should be a person who is proficient in swordsmanship. Can Junior Sister Mo Xiang guess who did this?"
"My father rarely leaves the family, and it is impossible to have any grudges with others. There are no enemies in Dahuang City, and I have never had any grudges with anyone..."
Mo Xiang looked sad. Hearing Li Feng's words, he first shook his head and said, but halfway through, Mo Xiang's voice suddenly stopped, and the figure of Wang Teng appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"What did Junior Sister Mo think of?"
Li Feng immediately asked after seeing this.
Mo Xiang hesitated slightly, but then shook his head again: "There is a person, but... it can't be him. He has been completely disabled. He can't be my father's opponent."
Even so, the figure of Wang Teng could not be removed from Mo Xiang's mind.
"It can't be him. He has lost his supreme divine veins and has become a complete waste. My father is at the peak of the seventh level of the Ningzhen Realm. He, a waste with completely useless cultivation, cannot be his father's opponent.
Who is it?"
"No matter who you are, I will definitely find you and cut you into pieces!"
Li Feng didn't say anything more, but murderous intent was rising in his heart. There was no news about Li Quan so far, and he had probably encountered something unexpected. Even his people dared to touch him. No matter who this person was, he had to pay the price!
…
In a teahouse not far from Tianyuan Academy, the second floor is next to the window.
A young man in white clothes was sipping tea.
The view here is good, and you can just see the scene in front of the gate of Tianyuan Academy.
Seeing the scene in front of Tianyuan Academy, the young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put down the teacup gently, and drifted away.
If not Wang Teng, who is he?
At this moment, he had put away the black hat on his head.
After getting off the teahouse, Wang Teng planned to find a restaurant to stay temporarily.
The Imperial Capital is much more prosperous than Dahuang City.
There are many shops, and there are many warriors walking on the street, and their cultivation level is generally higher than that of the warriors in Dahuang City.