Mo Han looked at Hua Fei in surprise. In the end, he did not see any pretense in Hua Fei's expression or body: "Yes, and no. I want to kill you, but I am not here to kill you."
"The reason for killing you is that you shouldn't have your thoughts on me. As a top killer, when you show up, I feel your murderous intention towards me, so I want to kill you. I'm not here to kill you.
The reason is that I have broken away from Xuanye Kingdom and will destroy it sooner or later."
Mo Han's voice was as cold as his heart, and there was no trace of anger, but no one doubted his determination and his ability to do it. Mo Han's previous mentality and actions had proven everything.
A trace of regret and pain flashed in Hua Fei's eyes: "I was prepared to die from the day I became a killer. Since you have also left Xuanye Kingdom, you are destined to be the enemy of Xuanye Kingdom. Before you die,
Can you grant me a request?"
"You came to Demonless Valley and became a thief because you wanted revenge, right?" Mo Han saw hatred in Hua Fei's eyes, even though he hid it very well.
"Help me kill Yin Zhao. He killed my young child and tortured my wife to death. I know that I may never be able to kill him in my life, or even get close to him, let alone destroy Xuanye Kingdom.
I hate it so much, I hate it so much."
After Hua Fei finished speaking, without waiting for Mo Han's reply, he raised the third-level spiritual weapon in his hand and placed it in front of his neck, then committed suicide.
He died with his eyes closed, and his face was peaceful, even with a slight smile. Perhaps death was a kind of relief for him, rather than pain.
"Don't worry, no one from the royal family of Xuanye Kingdom can escape." Hua Fei, who did not fall down after his death, seemed to have heard Mo Han's response and fell straight down.
Hua Fei's body fell on the desert. The strange energy that had been floating in the desert seemed to have found an outlet and kept entering Hua Fei's body. After a while, Hua Fei's body turned into ashes.
exist again.
Mo Han frowned slightly, not sure what kind of energy this was and how powerful it was. He turned to look at the mummies of Zhong Liwen and Huang Fan, but they were nowhere to be found.
"The three of them have gone to see the King of Hell, what are you two going to do?" Mo Han's face returned to that evil expression, playing with the killing blade at will. As long as Gong Xu and Peng Yu say a wrong word,
Or if it's not what he wants to hear, the killing blade will fall on them without hesitation.
Gong Xu and Peng Yu looked at each other. Gong Xu suddenly burst into flames. The third-level spiritual weapon in his hand came out and flew towards Mo Han's dantian. However, the whole person flew up upside down and towards the gate of Wuyao Valley.
Speed past.
There was a sneer at the corner of Mo Han's mouth. The killing blade in his hand had been raised at some point. A blood-red light flashed across Gong Xu's neck from behind: "Remember to tell him my name is Bi'an when you get to the Palace of Hell."
Gong Xu's fleeing body paused in mid-air, his head flew up into the air, scarlet blood spurted out from his smooth neck, his face full of desire for survival was filled with astonishment, and his black pupils gradually dilated until the vitality disappeared.
Peng Yu, like Hua Fei, completely gave up resistance: "I know you won't let me go easily, but I don't want to die. The law of the jungle is the law of our group. Although I was ready to kill you and plunder you like them before,
You have so many resources, but I haven’t hurt you in the slightest so far. As long as you don’t let me die, I will agree to any conditions you have.”
"If you let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. If you don't remove the roots, they will grow again. I am a killer and I will never leave troubles for myself." Mo Han did not have a playful attitude this time and said seriously.
"Of course, if you can give me a reason not to kill you, I will spare you once."
Peng Yu is a middle-aged man, with a square face full of loyalty and honesty. The only thing that is incongruous is that he is not too old, but his forehead is full of wrinkles, and the black sideburns have turned snow white for some unknown reason.
.
"You need someone to take care of you." Peng Yu didn't give too many reasons or make too many excuses. This simple sentence spoke directly to Mo Han's heart.
Mo Han was stunned. Countless thoughts had flashed through his mind, and he also thought about what reasons Peng Yu would use to convince him. But he did not expect that Peng Yu would say such a sentence, nor did he expect that Peng Yu's words would hit him directly.
into his heart.
The first time he saw Peng Yu, Mo Han felt sad for some reason. This sadness was nothing but a father's longing for his child, just like the longing for his father's love deep in his lonely heart.
"Why do you have to follow me? In fact, you can see it. As long as you don't behave excessively, I will let you go." Mo Han's eyes were empty, and his thoughts had already flown back to the time when he had memories.
A person with a heart, no direction, no hope, no parental care, and no friends. Some faces were filled with hatred, some were cold weapons, and some were bloody killings, until he met Cha Fengchen.
"Because I saw his shadow in you, and also saw the hope for me to live." Peng Yu was also immersed in the depths of his memories, as if he really saw that person and that hope.
"This is a contract spell obtained in a ruins. I have seen this contract. Once it is cast, it will always exist unless the caster takes the initiative to cancel it." Peng Yu was the first to wake up from his memories and took out a jade slip.
Arrive in front of Mo Han.
"You brat, bring that jade slip over here. Old man, I can smell the smell of taboo." Old man Dugu, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke out, even with a hint of urgency.
Moha took the jade slip with some doubts, put it directly on his forehead, and looked at it with his spiritual consciousness.
"You're not a human, are you? Why are all the weird things coming to you? They are all things that have been lost in ancient times." You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others, despite everything Peng Yu showed
None of them aroused Mo Han's suspicion, but he just put the jade slip on his forehead and let old man Dugu look at it.
Mo Han glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness and felt that the contract recorded on the jade slip was just a little better than an ordinary contract, and there was nothing unusual about it: "Is this thing very powerful?"
The old man Dugu looked serious: "Since ancient times, there are five types of contracts between monks, from weak to strong, from low to high, namely oath contract, inner demon contract, soul contract, blood contract, and blood contract. The first four
When the gap in cultivation reaches a certain level, there are ways to dissolve it, but the last kind of blood contract is the strongest and most cruel."
"What is solid? Those who have signed a blood contract must not betray them in life. The master dies and the servant dies. When the servant dies, the master lives. The life and death of the servant depends on the master's thoughts. What is cruel? After signing the blood contract, anyone with this
People who are related by blood will always serve their master as their master, and once the master dies, this ethnic group will disappear. It is a pity that the blood contract has been lost since ancient times, and no one knows about it."
"I can tell that he has no ill intentions towards you. It's up to you whether you want to sign this blood contract with him. However, you must keep this blood contract and not let others know about it until you have completed your cultivation.
If so, just erase this part of his memory."
After saying this, Old Man Dugu seemed very tired and did not want to talk to Mo Han anymore, so he quietly returned to Linglong Tower.
"Have you read the contents of this contract?" Mo Han took the jade slip in his hand and easily destroyed it with the sharpness of the killing blade.
Peng Yu looked at Mo Han with confusion in his eyes. In his opinion, this was a soul contract. Although it was extremely rare in the Dead Leaf Continent, every major force would have one or two to bind some important people.
, especially outsiders.
"I have seen it. This is a soul contract, and it is also the highest level contract I know. If you have a better contract, I am willing to conclude it with you."
Mo Han shook his head: "We don't need to sign any contract anymore? You have been in the Demonless Valley for a long time, and you must be very familiar with the Demonless Valley. I need a guide. You can leave on your own after leaving the Demonless Valley."
Shengyu, who had also seen the blood contract, jumped up from Mo Han's shoulders, ran to Peng Yu, raised his front paws, and slapped Peng Yu unceremoniously.
Peng Yu was shocked, and an obscure formula appeared in his mind. He subconsciously read out the special syllables of that formula: "With my soul as a guide and my blood as a witness, from today onwards I am willing to serve
Mo Han is the master, for three lives and seven lives, he will never betray me."
Boom. There was a sudden loud noise over the Demonless Valley, and the blazing sun hanging above turned blood red, like a drop of blood and tears, witnessing everything.
"What are you doing? It's not like you don't know the contents of this contract. You will hurt him." When Peng Yu's contract fell, a trace of strange soul and blood appeared in Mo Han's mind. Mo Han could clearly understand
He felt that with just a thought, he could easily kill Peng Yu.
Shengyu returned to Mo Han's shoulders and muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I just want to try to see if this blood contract is really as magical as the old man said. It seems that the old man also made a mistake sometimes.
The blood contract doesn’t seem to be that good.”
Although Peng Yu didn't know why Mo Han was angry or what the black puppy meant, he clearly felt that the moment the contract was successful, the bottleneck in his cultivation that had not been loosened for a long time disappeared in an instant.
As long as he has a thought, his cultivation will immediately enter the golden elixir stage and become a veritable golden elixir monk.
Peng Yu knelt down on one knee and said: "Peng Yu pays homage to his master and is willing to serve him for the rest of his life and will never betray him."
"You're a lucky man, but you also have good taste." Old man Dugu looked at Peng Yu kneeling on the ground in Linglong Tower and sighed.
No one would have thought that Peng Yu's idea and Sheng Yu's prank would free Mo Han from worries and bring an ordinary cultivator to the pinnacle of his life.