However, this is also because the power in his body is suppressed by the Wuji Heavenly Lock.
If not, Mo Lian is the one who truly belongs to darkness.
"If you want to know the reason, you have to do something for me." Secretary Song said.
Mo Lian shook her head and made it clear that she would never help him again or be used by him again.
"Che'er, who taught you to disobey your father like this? Huang Beiyue? That girl is so bad."
"It has nothing to do with him." Mo Lian spoke slowly, but finally made it clear.
Secretary Song said disappointedly: "If you don't want to help me, I won't tell you."
With a cold look in her eyes, Mo Lian suddenly showed murderous intent. Secretary Song had already known his reaction and chuckled. Golden star sand fell from the sky. He took a step back and smiled mysteriously.
"Che'er, one day in the future, you will definitely agree to come and help me. There is no better son than a father. No one knows you better than me." After saying that, Song Mi's figure disappeared into the star sand without a trace.
Mo Lian clenched her fists tightly and stood by the water for a while. Suddenly, a quick voice in the distance called his name.
"Mo Lian! Mo Lian!"
This voice was somewhat familiar, and Mo Lian couldn't help but raise her head and look in the direction from which the voice came.
The reeds by the waterside grew tall and dense. A girl in red walked through the reeds and ran towards him quickly.
That familiar face made Mo Lian's pupils shrink tightly.
red lotus?
When she saw her, Mo Lian couldn't believe her eyes. He clearly killed her with his own hands. How could she still be alive?
A moment later, Hong Lian had thrown herself into his arms, hugged him tightly and started crying: "I finally found you, Mo Lian, I miss you so much..."
Mo Lian, without showing any mercy at all, fiercely pulled Hong Lian away from her arms and pushed her aside.
"Mo Lian?" Hong Lian's eyes were full of tears and she looked at him blankly.
Looking at him with a cold look, Mo Lian turned around and wanted to leave.
"Don't go!" Hong Lian ran to him first and blocked him, "If you don't like being Mo Lian, I won't call you Mo Lian anymore, Che'er..."
His pale hands suddenly grabbed her neck and used so much force that he almost broke her neck!
"How dare you be rude to Her Highness the Princess!" The man in black ran out of nowhere, suddenly pulled out a knife and slashed at Mo Lian's shoulder!
Honglian's eyes widened, but her neck was strangled and she couldn't make a sound: No!
Mo Lian raised his hand and easily broke the knife, and with the other hand, he also let go of Hong Lian's neck.
"Get out!" He didn't want to kill her a second time, but if she didn't get out, he wouldn't be merciful.
The man in black looked at his knife in shock. He looked at Mo Lian with a pale face, and his heart palpitated with horror. This pale and strange young man's strength was too terrifying...
This knife of his was made of Wujin! But this boy could easily break it with two fingers!
Honglian coughed a few times, stood up quickly, grabbed Mo Lian's sleeves, and begged: "I've been looking for you for so long, why can't you look at me more? I know you hate me, but you and
Can’t I say something?”
Mo Lian pulled back her sleeves without mercy and gave her a cold look: "Don't seek death."
Hong Lian's tears poured out, and her delicate face was full of resentment and unwillingness: "Can't the friendship we grew up with be as good as a dead person? Why?"
