Xiao Chen grabbed Mo Hu's Heavenly Spirit Cover and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's dead eyes.

At this time, a fresh breeze formed out of thin air around Mo Xiaoxiao, and the breeze slowly rolled up, and everyone present felt a coolness, and everyone's mood actually calmed down under this breeze.

This breeze is like Mo Xiaoxiao herself, quiet and leisurely, which makes people's hearts warm.

In the end, Qingfeng rolled up the note with "Don't ask about the return date", and Qingfeng slowly fell on Xiao Chen's shoulder with the note.

Xiao Chen looked at the breeze, and teased with a little smile on the corner of his mouth: "You kick your legs, close your eyes, you don't care about anything, no way." ”

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he looked at Mohu, who was holding the Tianling cover by himself, and said, "The grievance is not enough, let's make up the head!"

After saying that, Mo Hu's head suddenly exploded, and white brains and blood burst out, staining Mo Xiaoxiao's body red.

Everyone present gasped, Mo Hu, a master of the King Kong Realm, one of the pillars of the Mo family, was actually gone?

No one dared to speak, and even gasping for breath was suppressed.

"Little beast, I'm going to kill you. The old man saw his granddaughter and son die tragically, and his eyes were torn.

But because of the influence of the phantom on the flow of qi in his body, the current old man is no longer the powerful head of the Mo family, and now he is just a poor old man who has lost his son and granddaughter.

Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to the old man, just quietly looked at the breeze in the air.

With the sudden death of Mohu, the calm breeze suddenly became irritable.

The invisible breeze actually began to condense the entity, and gradually the breeze turned into a black wind.

The black wind flowed beside the corpse of the ink tiger, making bursts of whimpering sounds, like crying and complaining, which made people sad to hear.

Xiao Chen looked at the black wind with a smile and said with a smile: "The resentment is enough, then after seven days, I will see you at night." ”

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and all the visions in the hall disappeared, leaving only the two corpses on the ground and the trembling Mo family.

……

The woman looked at the vegetables and meat scattered on the ground, and suddenly she began to cry.

The various senses and consciousness of the practitioner are very powerful, and they can feel even some inexplicable connections.

For example, now when the woman looks at the meat scattered on the ground, her heart suddenly swells up with an inexplicable sadness for no reason.

Xiao Chen knew this kind of mysterious induction, and now the woman should have been stimulated by the faint induction between the bloodlines.

The so-called blood is thicker than water, and the woman herself is a strong person, and she swallowed a lot of meat under the compulsion of Xiao Chen just now, so it is not uncommon for such an induction to occur.

The woman's crying voice was unusually loud in the hall, and everyone could feel the sadness from the heart.

The old man had just lost his granddaughter and son, and his heart was already extremely sad and irritable, and now he saw the most annoying eldest daughter-in-law crying, and the old man almost roared: "Cry, you know crying, it's not your son who died, what are you crying about?"

The woman was shocked by the old man's voice and trembled.

Then the woman looked at the meat on the ground, and suddenly she began to pick up the meat as if she were crazy.

I cried while picking it up, and all my tears and snot flowed out.

Mo Long, a thin man, looked at the flesh on the ground and shook a few times, his face was extremely pale, his chapped lips moved, and finally he didn't say a word.

The woman held the meat in both hands, looked at the old man who was sitting on the ground, and said two words with trembling lips: "Mo Li." ”

The old man looked at the handful of meat in the woman's hand and almost fainted.

The old man propped up his body and looked at Xiao Chen tightly.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry, and moved a chair to sit in the hall.

The old man's face kept changing, and after all, he let out a long breath of turbidity, as if he was more than ten years old in an instant, as the head of the Mo family, he had too many things to consider.

The old man staggered towards Xiao Chen, and the phantom beside him just wanted to make a move, Xiao Chen waved his hand, and the phantom dissipated between the halls.

Xiao Chen didn't stop the old man from walking towards him, the old man came to Xiao Chen and bowed deeply to Xiao Chen.

The old man said in a very respectful tone: "I don't know where my Mo family offended the seniors, and provoked the seniors to be so angry?"

Before Xiao Chen could speak, a roaring voice with a crying voice sounded.

"Look at the old immortal, look at it, this beast not only killed your favorite second son, but also killed your granddaughter and grandson, you old thing is now such a posture, are the men of your Mo family all unsupposed?"

Seeing the old man's posture, the woman suddenly roared, like a madman who had lost her mind.

"Smack. ”

A loud slap sounded in the hall, and Mo Long raised his palm and shook his figure, looking at his wife fixedly.

The woman covered her face and puffed out her eyes, looking at Mo Long tightly, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Mo Long, you soft egg, your son is gone, but you came to beat me, I fought with you, and none of your Mo family had a handle. As she spoke, the woman rushed towards the dragon like a mad dog.

Mo Long stood still, neither mouth nor hand, letting the woman's claws scratch his face.

Xiao Chen plucked his ears and frowned a little annoyed, the old man saw Xiao Chen's expression, and suddenly his figure flew up and slapped the woman's face, and the woman fainted without snorting.

Now except for the old man and Xiao Chen, the rest of the people on the entire field are controlled by the phantom in their bodies, so these people are no different from ordinary people now.

was stunned by the old man's slap, and a trace of anger finally appeared on Mo Long's thin face.

"Father's ......"

"Shut up, do you want the Mo family to disappear between the nights?" the old man screamed, and the entire hall shook a few times.

Xiao Chen looked at the old man and teased: "The old man looks at you like a fool, how can you teach some mental retardation?"

The old man lowered his head deeply, knowing that the cause of the matter might be in Mo Li.

Xiao Chen snapped his fingers, and a big black ball floated in from the door of the hall.

Xiao Chen looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's corpse that fell to the ground, and said with a sneer: "Originally, Emperor Ben wanted to invite you to a feast of human flesh today, and when you were full of food and drink, I would send your whole family on the road, but you have a good granddaughter, since Mo Xiaoxiao exchanged her life for your dog's life, this emperor will not be able to agree to it." ”

Xiao Chen said and knocked his fingers on the big black ball, and cracks appeared on the big ball.

"Although you don't need to be buried with your whole family, some people still can't run away, after all, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, she said it herself. ”

The old man glanced at Mo Long obliquely, his eyes full of monstrous anger.

Someone told the old man a long time ago that Mo Li was not acting properly, but when the old man was tracking, the couple always jumped out to favor Mo Li, always saying that it didn't matter if young people were playful.

The old man didn't dig deeper, thinking that Mo Li was just a teenager who did something unaccustomed to it, and now it seems that things are far more serious than imagined.