An Xibi became interested: "Mo Yan? Indiscriminate killing? Didn't you know that there was a young master in Nether Palace before?"
Ling Shang shook his head: "I have never heard of it before. That is, a few years ago, because the incident caused such a fuss that even the Netherworld Palace could not contain it, so it was spread. However, after all, the Netherworld Palace is very powerful.
The news probably didn’t spread.”
"That was a few years ago? What happened again? Mo Yan, is he the son of Mo Yao from Netherworld Palace?" An Xibi, the young master of Netherworld Palace, was really curious. She heard old man Feng said,
It has always been difficult to have heirs in Netherworld Palace. Now the master of Netherworld Palace is named Mo Yao and he has no heirs yet. So what kind of young master is this young master?
"He is the son of the Lord of the Netherworld Palace. Probably seven or eight years ago, this Young Master Mo slaughtered a large sect in the north one night. There were more than 300 people in the entire sect. In one night,
They were all brutally killed. It is said that the head of that sect was a master of the seventh level of the Cloud Rank. There were several masters of the sixth level of the Cloud Rank in the sect, but they were all dead. Moreover, it was said that the killing methods were extremely brutal.
The mountain was filled with the smell of blood, and it lingered for a whole month. The most unexpected thing was that after he killed someone, he walked out openly, and then returned to the Netherworld Palace. Only then did people know his origin.
During that time, almost everyone in the small sects in the north was in danger, and even a few large sects were a little unable to restrain themselves. Although Netherworld Palace has always acted arrogantly, this time, it was too arrogant, so they jointly found
I want the Nether Palace Master to give me an explanation." Ling Shang now recalled that she was still a little timid, and her fingers shrunk in her sleeves were also a little trembling. When she mentioned the matter of annihilating a family, she would be frightened.
She was frightened and uneasy.
"Then what? What did the Lord of Netherworld Palace say?" An Xishui calculated the time in her mind. Seven or eight years ago, it would have been about five years after A Yan left. Could it be?
"Then the Palace Master of Netherworld Palace came and said that the dog went crazy and lost control for a moment, so he dismissed the matter. After all, no one dared to really go to the Netherworld Palace to cause trouble, so this matter will be left behind.
That’s it. But the bloodthirsty killings of this young master from Netherworld Palace are still known to others.” Ling Shang knew only so much.
"Is there anything else?" An Xici asked.
Ling Shang shook his head: "I left the north five years ago and fled all the way to the south, but I have never heard of Master Mo again. I think it's because this matter has not been spread."
"Thank you for telling me something." An Xibi smiled at Ling Shang.
Ling Shang's face turned pale: "You can't be suspicious..."
"I'm just curious." An Xici was a little skeptical at first, but A Yan probably wouldn't do that kind of thing! Bloodthirsty killing, or indiscriminate killing of innocent people, is this possible?
An Xiju rejected this possibility in her heart. Ayan was the biological son of the late emperor and his mother. Besides, it was a fact that Ayan looked similar to his mother. There was no way he could be the son of the master of the Netherworld Palace! This was
It’s too ridiculous!
However, An Xijie didn't know why, but she remembered the portraits she saw in the blood jade bracelet. So what happened? Why did she have a strange feeling in her heart?