"Bang!"

Duanmu Wenhao saw the flaw and smashed a punch into Mo Li's chest.

As everyone knows, this is simply a flaw in Moli's deliberate selling. He knew that he was not Duanmu Wenhao's opponent, and if he didn't do so, the final result would only be to lose. It doesn't matter if he loses or dies, what Mo Li wants is to be able to find an opportunity to give Duanmu Wenhao a heavy blow, not to be able to kill him, but also to let him be severely injured.

In this way, Mo Li could fight for more opportunities for Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian to gain a longer time for their growth. Only in this way, one day in the future, when Duanmu Wenhao really wants to destroy the Heavenly Gate, Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian will not be powerless.

Carrying Duanmu Wenhao's punch, Mo Li instantly smashed out with a punch.

With a "bang", Duanmu Wenhao only felt that a powerful true qi was pouring in, and his body involuntarily staggered back a few steps, and spit out a mouthful of blood with "wow".

This was something Duanmu Wenhao never expected, he didn't expect that Mo Li would make such a strange move, and he would not hesitate to take his own punch to create an opportunity for him to hit himself hard.

Wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, Duanmu Wenhao snorted indignantly, "Mo Lao'er, you can really go out of your way, just to hurt me, you have gone to such great lengths." Hmph, it's a pity, no matter what you do, you can't escape death today. If you die, I can truly rest assured, and there is no one in the world who is my opponent. ”

When the words fell, Duanmu Wenhao stepped up and smashed it with a punch.

"A mountain is still a mountain high, on this river and lake, who dares to say that he is the first in the world? Even if I die in your hands today, you will be the same one day. Today, my body has returned to my homeland, and his body is the same. Mo Li laughed loudly, without fear.

After living for such a long time, what else can't you think about?

Death has long been not a terrible thing for him.

The only people he remembered and worried about were Qin Yan and Huang Qingtian, the two people he loved the most.

"Bang bang bang"!

After a few punches, Duanmu Wenhao hit Mo Li's chest hard.

The powerful Mixed Yuan Qi instantly shattered Mo Li's internal organs.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and Mo Li's body slowly fell.

When he was dying, there was still a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

used to be brothers in the same sect, relying on each other for their lives since childhood, supporting each other, but in the end, they had to meet each other and fight with their lives. Is it the creation of man, or is life impermanent?

Looking at Mo Li's corpse, Duanmu Wenhao instantly felt as if his heart had been hollowed out. All along, his hatred of Moli and his hatred of Tianmen made him keep chasing and climbing and supporting him. And now, Mo Li died, and Duanmu Wenhao instantly felt as if he was much lonelier.

There is no rival in the world. The height is unbearable, and this invincible loneliness is not pleasant.

Thinking about it, it turned out that he didn't hate Mo Li so much, everything was just from his own unwillingness.

With a bitter laugh, Duanmu Wenhao slowly squatted down, gently brushed his palm over Mo Li's cheek, and closed his eyes. "Senior brother, this is the only time I have called you senior brother in so many years. People die, debts are gone, and the grievances between us come to an end. I promise you, as long as they don't go against me, I won't embarrass them, and I won't embarrass Heaven. But if they have to deal with me, then they can't blame me. ”

No matter how many grievances there have been, thinking about the situation when I was young is still full of joy. I don't know if it's this river and lake that has polluted them, or if people's hearts have become dirty, the brothers who were once so happy have to fight to the death in the end.

Looking at Mo Li's corpse, Duanmu Wenhao had mixed feelings. Looking back, over the years, I have been filled with hatred, and I have not been truly happy for a day.

He thought that after killing Moli, he would be truly happy.

But now, he still didn't have a trace of joy.

Duanmu Wenhao picked up Mo Li's body and slowly got up to leave.

In any case, Mo Li was also his senior brother and the master of the Heavenly Gate, how could he expose the corpse wilderness and let the wild dogs and vultures eat away at his body?

Perhaps, Mo Li's life in Tianmen did not contribute much.

However, as a transit, he stabilized the situation in Tianmen very well and laid a good foundation for Qin Yan. Just like the unremitting efforts of the successive monarchs of the Qin Dynasty, it laid the foundation for Qin Shi Huang to dominate the world.

In any case, Mo Li is also indispensable!

It's just that a generation of heroes died in this desert, which is too sad.

However, it is also a well-deserved death!

McCarran, International Airport!

After resting in China for a few days, Qin Yan, who was rushing over, slowly walked out of the airport and dialed Mo Li's phone.

However, no one answered, and I couldn't help frowning slightly, and a faint sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

On the plane just now, for a moment, Qin Yan suddenly felt a burst of angina, as if he suddenly had lost something precious.

This is the sixth sense among relatives!

Now, the phone is not working, and Qin Yan's heart is becoming more and more uneasy, and he keeps praying in his heart that nothing will happen.

Although Mo Li would often not answer his calls, there had never been a moment that made Qin Yan feel so uneasy. Gu Baihong's death, the death of his eldest grandson Wuwu, and a series of other things were linked, so he had to worry about Moli's safety.

If there is really something behind the scenes, since the other party has gotten rid of Gu Baihong, he will not easily spare Mo Li.

Stop a car and head straight for Caesars Palace.

Along the way, Qin Yan frowned, and kept dialing Mo Li's phone, but no one answered.

"Hopefully he was having too much fun and didn't hear the call. Qin Yan thought secretly.

The casino is still overcrowded and crowded. The bright neon lights are shining as usual, and the life of a drunken gold fan is constantly devouring the broken souls.

After getting out of the car, Qin Yan went straight to the casino.

However, he didn't have any intention of entertaining, and his eyes kept sweeping over the crowd, looking for Moli's figure. It's a pity that after walking around the casino a few times, I didn't find any trace of Moli.

Frowning tightly, Qin Yan took a deep breath and went straight to Mo Li's room.

Before coming, Qin Yan had already called Mo Li to inform him, so he also knew which casino hotel and which room he was staying in.

The door of the room was closed, and there was not a trace of movement inside, and the silence was a little terrifying.