In the affairs of this world, whoever is stronger will prevail.
That's it, simple and direct, but that's often the case.
But Mo Qier saw that it was Mr. Mo who planted the ink tree in his body.
Thinking back to the beginning, he was the person he trusted the most besides his parents.
It turns out that everything was an illusion, just to gain my own trust.
He's good at doing some shameful things, he's cunning enough.
"I am no longer a Mo family member, just let me go away from home!"
Mo Qier spoke in a low voice, implying that from now on he would just live an ignoble life and have nothing to do with the Mo family.
As for the merit, there is no need to talk about it. Quan should pay for his own life.
But he took it for granted that Mr. Mo didn't want to let him go at all.
When he raised his hand, a flame the size of a pea appeared on his fingertips.
Mo Qier suddenly trembled. As long as such flames fell, his body would be wiped out immediately.
"Still...are you going to do this? Why!...ah?"
Mo Qier could no longer hold back his emotions and roared at Mr. Mo.
The suppressed anger in my heart finally burst out. In the face of death, there is nothing to be afraid of.
It's all been uncovered by you, and you can't cover it up even if you want to.
There is no family affection at all, and he wants to kill himself on the spot.
The amiable old man who used to be called grandpa himself was so heartless that he deceived himself for so long and even wanted to kill himself.
One can imagine how much hatred Mo Qier felt in his heart at this moment.
"Haha! You are a sinner of the Mo family. You deserve death, and you deserve death!"
Mr. Mo was cruel to the end and showed no mercy at all. He directly said that Mo Qier deserved to die.
He just had to take action directly and kill him with his sword.
"Haha! A crime worthy of death! Don't you know better? You still have to ask him again!"
Mo Qier's smile was more horrifying than crying. He pointed at Mr. Mo and Mo Ling'er. He knew about his so-called sins. Mr. Mo knew very well that it was Mo Ling'er who was behind the scenes.
"You little beast, a sinner of the Mo family, you must die to apologize!"
Mr. Mo didn't want to hear any excuse at all. He waved his hand and the flame suddenly fell to the ground, instantly igniting an ink line.
I became angry from shame, and more often than not, I was speechless.
Just watch him take out a wooden sign from his arms and smash it to pieces on the ink line.
Immediately, the looming ink line burst into flames as high as a person's height with a roar, and went straight towards Mo Beggar along this line.
set on fire
Mo Beggar is going to be burned to death.
"Haha!...Pfft."
Mo Qier sneered several times, then suddenly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. He stood there shaking.
I was so angry that I almost lost my temper!
They are both members of the Mo family, so heartless that they want to watch themselves being burned to death, how heartbroken they are.
Rock had already paid attention to it and had been watching, waiting for this opportunity.
I have already discussed it with Mo Qier, and I know what to do when.
Only in this way can we effectively save Mo Qier.
It’s a heavy responsibility! I don’t dare to be careless in the slightest!
Human life is at stake, and if you are too late, you will have to finish the game completely.
That's it!
Shi Yan shouted in excitement.
The purple bamboo sword in his hand was pointed at the Mo Xian fiercely, and a ravine appeared, cutting off the connection between Mo Xian and Mo Qier.
boom
The flames burned the ink line on the other side of the gully, but could not cross the narrow ditch.
Just because the Mo line has been disconnected, I lost contact with Mo Qier.
The act of setting oneself on fire is discontinued and cannot be continued.
Shi Yan was overjoyed, he thought it was useless, but it turned out to be so simple.
The blame is that Mr. Mo gave up control early and broke the wooden sign, allowing the rock to take advantage of the opportunity.
Mr. Mo also saw it and immediately became anxious.
Once Mo Qier leaves like this, his plan will only be half successful.
As long as a person is still alive, there are infinite possibilities, which will continue to be a stumbling block for Mo Ling'er's progress.
This is a problem that Mr. Mo Sanye will not allow and must be resolved.
"Tracing back to the origin"
Mr. Mo let out a low roar, spinning his hands to pick up the broken wooden sign on the ground, hoping to use his great supernatural powers to repair it.
Once the repair is completed, he can still control Mo Qier's life and death.
At this moment, he felt regretful, destroying it too early and giving them a chance.
"Quickly, burn it."
Mo Qier pushed the rock and pointed at the broken but not yet formed wooden sign in front of Mr. Mo.
"Ha! You old man is so annoying!"
The rock was so angry that the old man actually wanted to repair the wooden sign and continue to control others.
This brain circuit is simply amazing.
The Purple Bamboo Sword was swung out, and a strong wind instantly blew in one direction towards the fragments of the wooden sign.
After all, Mr. Mo has smashed it into pieces. At this moment, he is not using his hands, but a secret method to collect the debris with spiritual energy.
This gave Rock a chance, and the strong wind swept out by the Purple Bamboo Sword immediately caused the wooden signs that were about to be formed to fly away.
"You dare me, boy!"
Mr. Mo got angry, roared, and put more force in his hands, trying to catch the pieces of the wooden sign again.
"Hey, old man, why bother? If you have to spare others, please spare them. God is watching what you do. Why do you need to exterminate all your family members?"
While Shi Yan was fooling around and making some sense, his men did not relax. After all, this was something that threatened Mo Qier's life, so how could he keep it.
call
With a palm fanning out, a ball of violent wind instantly exploded.
The wooden sign that was about to take shape again finally couldn't hold on and was blown into the fire.
Suddenly a flame burst out and it was impossible to put it out.
But Mr. Mo didn't give up and tried his best to collect the remaining wooden signs.
But it seemed that I couldn't gather it directly with my hands. When I gathered it back again, there was only a very small part left.
The rock didn't move or stop him, he just looked at it with a smile.
Mr. Mo wanted to reshape it again, but he couldn't make it look like a wooden sign.
"Why!"
He raised his head and let out a long sigh, knowing that he couldn't do anything about it.
As soon as he withdrew his hand, the pieces of wooden sign fell down.
The rock saw the opportunity, waved his hand, and a gust of wind swirled out.
The fragments of the wooden sign were rolled up and sent into the flames.
Rock watched the debris being burned and felt that it was almost done.
"hehe!"
Shi Yan smiled at Mr. Mo, raised a hand, and slowly opened the hand he held.
The debris fell from my hand, and it turned out to be wooden sign debris. I don’t know when I caught it in my hand.
This immediately made Mr. Mo angry.
"You fool me!"
Mr. Mo yelled, he was going to teach Shi Yan a lesson.
"Just treat them equally!"
Rock waved his hand and sent the pieces of wooden sign into the fire again.
Mr. Mo didn't stop it, because he knew it was useless. Part of it had already been burned, so even stopping it would be of no use.
"Walk!"
Rock grabbed the shaky Mo Qier with one hand, turned around and walked away.
Now that the shackles have been lifted, why not leave the place of right and wrong quickly?
After all, there are people nearby who are watching eagerly, which makes people uneasy.
"How dare you! How dare you!"
Mr. Mo was so angry that he stepped forward and struck out with his palm, hitting the rock directly.
The attack is vicious and one strike will kill him.
He knew there was no chance and he had to do it forcefully.
With this level of cultivation, I have enough confidence.
So no matter what, I don’t want any old faces.
There is no ghost in this place. If you kill him, who knows!
Rock sneered, knowing that these people were nothing.
He waved his sword to meet him, unwilling to be outdone.
The purple bamboo sword dances, not seeking merit, but seeking no faults.
Faced with such a master, don't think about taking advantage of others. As long as you are fine, you will win.
Furthermore, this is not a desperate time, we have to protect one and focus on escaping.
So it just blocks it just right and doesn't collide with it.
Preserve your strength first.
I think it's almost done.
Shi Yan sneered and waved his hand with a sword. The sharpness of the purple bamboo sword could not be seen, but it reached the chest of Mr. Mo Qi.
The old man suddenly felt the terror on the Purple Bamboo Sword, and his forward movement stopped instantly.
It can be seen that his ability is definitely on the rocks.
The eyes staring at Zizhujian became extremely solemn.
The rock sighed secretly, which was a pity.
Suddenly he raised his hand, and the purple bamboo sword flew out from his hand, hitting Mr. Mo directly in the face.
The rock was there on purpose, to stop it for a moment.
that's enough.
Turning around, he picked up Mo Qier and ran into the mist. In just a blink of an eye, he disappeared.
He gave up the Purple Bamboo Sword on purpose. He expected that once Mr. Mo understood what the Purple Bamboo Sword was, he would have no intention of pursuing it.
Opportunities are created by oneself.
Only when you give up can you gain, this is it.
We have no choice but to do this, otherwise it will be difficult to escape.
For such a strong man, if you don't give him enough attraction, it will be difficult to escape from him.
The purpose of stabbing him with the Purple Bamboo Sword was to make him understand that this long sword was not simple, so that he would covet the Purple Bamboo Sword.
Prepare for the next step. Sure enough, when he gave up the Purple Bamboo Sword, Mr. Mo still had the mood to catch up. All his body and mind were devoted to the Purple Bamboo Sword.
You must know that the Purple Bamboo Sword is not bamboo as it appears on the surface, but a transformed divine object.
How could a magical weapon not be attractive?
Unless Mr. Mo didn't see it, he would definitely be tempted.
Sure enough, it successfully attracted Mr. Mo's attention.
This opens the door for the next step.
When Mr. Mo saw the purple bamboo sword coming, he didn't dare to catch it. That kind of sharpness cannot be caught with bare hands.
But I was also ecstatic that that person actually gave up such a peerless treasure!
I really want to laugh three times, the treasure is my own.
Sure enough, not everyone can possess a peerless treasure, otherwise it will be a backlash and will definitely be the source of disaster.
Not everyone can keep it.
Those who are virtuous will follow it.
Mr. Mo has a lot on his mind.
Turning his head, he let the purple bamboo sword fly back.
It's a good idea. The Purple Bamboo Sword has already escaped from human hands and can be picked up if it falls. Why take the risk to pick it up!
But I never expected that the direction in which the purple bamboo sword flew would be that portal.
The rock was intentional and had been thought out early on.
If Mr. Mo picks up the Purple Bamboo Sword, he won't even run away with it. The problem is that when Mr. Mo hides, he knows he won't pick it up.
Then the Purple Bamboo Sword will most likely hit the door.
But Yan Yan didn't expect that the purple bamboo sword flew directly into the middle of the portal.
Click
A sound.
A transparent bar suddenly flashed on the door, and a long sword in the middle looked exactly like the Purple Bamboo Sword.
It's like a lock that needs the key of the Purple Bamboo Sword to open.
It seems that if you want to pass through the portal, you must hold the Purple Bamboo Sword to open the portal.
However, the purple bamboo sword at this moment was lying across the long sword-like place in the middle of the door, crossing it.
It seems that the door needs to overlap to open this door.