She cried and pointed at Mo Huai, "Their Fang sisters were dissatisfied with my marriage with him. The verbal sarcasm was light. Do you know what they did?"

Her eyelashes trembled, and her voice was so sad and angry: "They pushed me into the pond, the cesspool, and put me in the cage where monsters were raised..."

"Relying on their own meditators, they do whatever they want, a dust removal technique can easily erase all the evidence. I don't even have the chance to complain to my elders."

"And he, my fiancé, how did he do it? He just scolded Fang Yiyi gently, and then bought some gadgets to apologize without any pain. He just occasionally made trouble with his elders, a little girl's words

Just expose the matter gently.”

"I'm just unwilling to give up. They are all from three major families. My father is still a powerful Nascent Soul. Why should I be humiliated by them? Is it because I am just a mortal?"

As Mo Qishan's daughter, she is a mortal. Yun Li thought that her childhood was not so pleasant, but she did not expect that those people would dare to commit crimes against the wind. Mo Qishan really had to worry about it, and it didn't matter whether there was any evidence or not.

She lowered her eyes and said softly: "Your grudges and grudges with the children of the Fang family should not affect others, nor should you practice the Blood and Netherworld skills to seize other people's talents and life span, which is contrary to the way of heaven."

"You have also practiced the Blood Underworld!" The young man was shocked and immediately became a vicious person: "It's really damn!"

"How do you know the content of the Blood Ming Gong?" Mo You was stunned, and his eyes looked at Yun Li full of alertness and doubt.

Oh, I missed it, Yun Li touched the tip of her nose in annoyance, "Anyway, a poor person must have something hateful. You are not a kind person, don't say that you are innocent."

The Blood Ming Technique cannot be refined in one go, and it is unknown how many people she used as experimental subjects.

Hearing that Mo You was still practicing the Blood and Netherworld Art, the young man was furious and hit her leg with a stick. Blood was squirting, and blood was blurred. Mo You let out a shocking scream.

A drop of blood splattered on Yun Li's cheeks. The corners of her mouth twitched, she raised her hand to wipe off the blood, and said speechlessly: "You kill me directly, there is no need to humiliate me."

"I'm not grateful to you when I'm kind-hearted." The boy rolled his eyes wide, "If you stab me to death with one knife, you Zhu Ge will follow you."

"Only when she is in extreme pain and in a daze, your friend's soul can turn against you. Otherwise, the sea of ​​consciousness will be unstable, where will I attract him?"

Speaking of this, a coldness suddenly floated on the corners of his lips, and he said coldly: "This is the end of offending our Shaohao clan!"

For him, Yun Li had learned to automatically filter out the words of Zhong Erjian. Her index finger passed by her lips and said honestly: "Please, I'll shut up."

The boy raised his hand, and a vermilion flame as thick as a hair fell into Mo You's eyebrows. Her face was twisted in an instant, and a shrill screamed louder than another, and a red silk swam inside her.

After the continuous sizzling sound, the smell of burnt meat spread across the tip of the nose, and Yun Li shook unconsciously. This familiar scene instantly pulled her back to the burning pain when she advanced.

"Hahaha..." The pain was so extreme that Mo You suddenly smiled bitterly, "The way of heaven is unfair, the way of heaven is unfair, why do some people have excellent single spiritual roots when they were born, but some even spiritual roots are

No! I don’t accept it, don’t worry!”

Because one leg was smashed into the mud and sand, she couldn't even roll, so she could only curl up and twist slightly on the ground.

After a long time, she murmured almost in a dream, "I'm not having a good time, so you don't think about it."

After rolling a few more rounds, she trembled and supported the ground, raised her eyes and looked at Mo Huai, full of malice, "Brother Fang Mo, do you like her... right?"

"No need to deny that we are childhood sweethearts and have been in love with each other for so many years. I can't know what you think."

She giggled, her face covered with terrifying blood vessels was covered with sand, which was not that ugly, but her tone seemed like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, "Who do you guess your sweetheart like?"

Mo Huai was cold and didn't say anything.

She couldn't breathe when she smiled. After coughing for a while, she stared at Mo Huai's eyes and said word by word: "She likes you, killing her father's enemy, hahaha..."

Mo Huai was shocked, rushed over, pinched her, and shouted sternly: "What does it mean? Who is the one who killed my father?"

"Cough cough, I like you so much, but you disdain it and abandon it like a piece of clothing. It's really retribution, hahaha... cough cough..."

"It's almost."

Yun Li was thinking about who Mo Huai’s father might be. The boy’s voice interrupted her thoughts, and she subconsciously slashed Mo Huai out with a palm.

Meeting the surprised look that the boy casted, she explained: "He is too noisy and will affect your casting."

The boy gave her a big roll of eyes, took Mo You's finger and dipped his finger in blood. He raised his hand to draw a mysterious rune on her forehead, and then took out a flute and started playing it.

Yunli: ......

Wei Lin curled his lips, and a smile flashed in his eyes. Yun Li became more and more embarrassed. She touched the tip of her nose and pretended to be serious and sent a message: "This is a boy who is uncommon."

The sound of the flute is faint, and it resounds repeatedly in the empty hole, like crying and complaining, as if there is boundless magic, which makes people unconsciously addicted to it and slowly move forward with the sound of the flute.

Yun Li frowned, always feeling that the song was inexplicably familiar, as if she had listened to it countless times. She tried hard to recall it, but her brain hurt so much that she didn't even think about where she had heard it.

As the sound of the flute was playing, Mo You gradually stopped struggling, his eyes gradually became blurred, and suddenly the sound of the flute changed, and the tone was exciting and tragic. Yun Li was blessed to the heart, and raised his hand and stabbed Mo You into his heart.

Mo You's eyes returned to clearness again, his pupils dilated, and he looked at his face in disbelief. In just a moment, his consciousness sinks into darkness again.

The boy raised his eyebrows, looked at her suspiciously, and then lowered his eyes to continue playing.

The sound of the flute became louder and louder. Something was immersed in the blood talisman. The runes became bright red and bright little by little, as if they were flowing.

Suddenly, a little white popped out from the scarlet talisman, broke out into a cocoon and turned into a butterfly, slowly tearing open the blood talisman, drilling out, and a transparent shadow condensed in the air.

"Zhu Ge!" Yun Li was surprised and urged, "Hurry, Soul-Finding Pearl!"

The transparent shadow slowly opened her eyes, looked at her, and a smile that was almost empty came out of the corner of her lips. Then, the shadow became more transparent and suddenly disappeared.

Wei Lin threw out the soul sealing bead, and the sound of the young man's flute turned again, and the dissipated shadow gathered again and was sucked into the bead in an instant.

Yun Li stared at the beads and looked at them carefully. There was a thick white ball in the originally clear beads. She turned her head and looked at the stopped boy and asked expectantly: "Is it done?"

"How could I lose my mistake when I take action?"

The boy was still awesome, but his face was pale and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Obviously, this was not a particularly easy task for him.

As soon as someone helped, Yun Li stopped exposing his cowhide. She spit out a series of good words like she didn't have money, only praising the boy as if he was in the clouds and was dizzy.

After thinking about it, she happily found two purses from Mo You, found the Buddha's relics and stuffed them to Wei Lin, smiled and presented the two purses with both hands, and said generously: "You have made the greatest contribution, and all these belong to you!"

The boy began to roll his eyes again and waved his hand like a flies, "A bunch of rags, what's the point to want? Take up space!"

"Fellow Daoist is rich and admirable!" Yun Li said, quickly putting away her purse without any intention of refusing.

Mo You is a person who cherishes his life. He has weak combat power and has tried his best to defend himself.

Those jewelry are not only exquisite, but also excellent defensive magic weapons, which is so good for Ayan.

Seeing this, the boy was even more disdainful, "The money-lovers, such a little bit of rags is worth making a fuss. He has never seen the world."

Yun Li bit her lip, her expression twisted, I endure it!

Gu "Cough cough," Wei Lin cleared his throat and asked, "It seems that his soul is very weak, isn't it okay?"

The boy's attitude towards Wei Lin was much more patient with the naked eye. "After all, he was imprisoned in other people's sea of ​​consciousness for so long and suffered a lot of torture. It's already great that he can still maintain his self-awareness."

"Will it have any impact on his reincarnation?" When talking about the serious matter, Yun Li was also unhappy and asked quickly.

"Nonsense, of course, has an impact. If you think about it with your toes, you should know that if your soul is weak and you will definitely not live long after reincarnation."

Yun Li looked questioning. When did she provoke him? The attitudes are too different!

After a pause, he said again: "But just be reincarnated a few more times. If the opportunity is deep, you may step into the path of immortality again."

This is not their ability range. Yun Li didn't think about it anymore. She turned her head and stared at the dry runes on Mo You's forehead. She recalled the order of the young man's outline. She stretched out her fingers and outlined them several times in the air.

The first time, the strokes were a little congested, and the second time was very smooth. By the third time, it was already completed in one go.

"Have you seen Soul-Suppressing before?" The young man was surprised.

"Soul-Suppressing?"

Yun Li repeated it again, and recalled the process of the boy casting spell just now in his mind several times, and suddenly realized: "I understand that the soul-suppressing rune drawn with her blood is to suppress her own soul, then you

The song played should have the effect of attracting the soul, right?"

The boy was even more surprised and remembered the middle of playing the Soul-Inducing Song. She inserted the knife accurately and couldn't help but say, "It seems that you have some talent in the rune."

"I'm not just a little talent, I'm very talented, okay?"

While speaking, Mo Huai woke up and saw Mo You lying in a pool of blood. He rushed over and found that Mo You was dead, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Who killed?"

"Ah," Yun Li scratched her head, "It's me, sorry, the time is urgent, and I didn't have time to wake you up."

She secretly annoyed that she was quick-handed. If she asked clearly first, let Mo Huai do it himself, she could relieve the hatred in his heart.

Mo Huai sat dejectedly on the ground, with confusion and helplessness in his eyes.

Yun Li touched the tip of her nose guiltily. How deep is Mo Huai's obsession with Mo You? Everyone in Canglan continent has known these years. People have been thinking about killing their enemies for so long. When they come to the end, they are disturbed by their own sword.

It's.

She felt guilty and organized her speech for a while and said, "That, no matter what, you have taken revenge, she still died so miserably, you are by your side, rounding it up, it's like you're your own hands..."

Before he finished speaking, the depressed Mo Huai suddenly rose up and rushed straight to Wei Lin.

Yun Li was stunned. Looking at Mo Huai who was picked up by a sword, she sighed and said earnestly: "I know you are feeling uncomfortable now, and you can't find someone from Canye Pavilion to do it. My senior brother and I have already

Betrayed from the Canny Night Pavilion, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Huai again, "The revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable!"

The revenge of killing his father? The person who killed his father is the senior brother!

Yun Li was suspicious, didn’t Mo You say that the person who killed his father was his sweetheart?

Um?

She felt her mind a little messed up, rubbed her temples and pulled her fingers.

Mo Huai's sweetheart likes his father-killing enemy. Now Mo Huai believes that his senior brother is his father-killing enemy. At the same time, he has a relationship with Mo Huai and his senior brother. Several figures quickly flashed through his mind.
To be continued...