"In this case, I will return it to you, the head of the family." Before he finished speaking, Mo Yang had already thrown the elixir into the mouth of the head of the Xiang family.
"Cough, cough..." The head of the Xiang family was horrified and immediately vomited, but he couldn't spit it out. It was poison.
"If you tell the truth, maybe I can detoxify you."
"Ahem, hero, help me, I really don't know, I don't know anything..."
"Since I don't know, why should I keep you alive?" Mo Yang turned and left. It seemed that he really didn't know, and his trip was in vain.
The head of the Xiang family fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, "Hero, help, help..."
The next day, there was news in the martial arts world that the head of the Xiang family was killed. The servants of the Xiang family said that he was killed by a ghost-like man in black.
He didn't mess with any big shots, so how could he be killed for no reason?
...
Where to go? Mo Yang was confused and aimless as she had never been before. Finally, she decided to find a way to lift the curse while enjoying the world. But things are always unpredictable.
At the foot of Heifengzhai Mountain
"Help, help..." A woman's frightened and shrill cry echoed in the mountains.
Dozens of men who looked like bandits surrounded a young and beautiful woman, tearing off her clothes.
Su Yang unfortunately passed by, but he could only ignore it.
"Help, hero, help..." When the woman saw Mo Yang passing by, she kept calling for help as if she saw a life-saving straw.
"Boy, don't mind your own business," a bandit threatened Mo Yang.
Mo Yang still ignored him and continued walking, but his face in the bamboo hat was already stained with coldness.
"Help, don't go, help..." Seeing Mo Yang's retreating figure, the woman felt desperate and screamed, "Ah!...I will die if you don't save me."
I won’t let you go! I curse you, I curse you to go to hell, not to die a good death, I curse you to never be reborn!”
Mo Yang stopped in his footsteps, turned around, and his phoenix eyes like thousand-year-old ice swept over everyone, and finally fell on the woman.
The woman was shocked into a cold sweat, her face was ashen, and she couldn't say a word. Although she couldn't see the other person's face, she could feel the coldness of the eyes under the black gauze, which made people shudder.
"Let her go" is a word without warmth.
The bandit was obviously intimidated by Mo Yang's aura, "My lord, my lord, I advise you not to mind your own business, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."