As soon as the sky was exposed, Mo Qian was covered in blood and delirium, and knocked on the door of Mo Wenchang's mansion.

The little guy who opened the door saw the eldest young master wearing a cloak and covered in blood, and he was frightened on the spot.

"Dead, all dead!"

Mo Qian rushed into the little guy and fell to the ground, went crazy, and rushed into the courtyard. His hoarse, frightened cry woke Mo Wenchang up.

Mo Wenchang hurriedly got dressed and strode out, seeing his son like this, a wave of anger rose in his heart.

"Qian'er, what's going on?"

"Dad, save me, Mo Yunfan's little beast is not a human, he is a devil. He's coming, he's going to kill me!"

Roaring in horror, he hid behind Mo Wenchang, shivering.

Mo Yunfan's demonic image has already brought trauma to his spirit.

Mo Wenchang frowned, and released a terrifying coercion, causing the little guy who had just crawled in the distance to fall to the ground again.

The powerful coercion quieted the deranged Mo Gan, and his eyes returned to peace, but it was still difficult to hide the fear in his heart.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Wenchang grabbed Mo Gan's shoulder, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Ink ...... Mo Yunfan in Moling...... Prevent...... Du Chun: They're all dead! Yes...... It was Mo Yunfan who killed them!"

"How is it possible!" Mo Wenchang roared in a low voice: "Du Chun is a second-level martial artist, and the people who go with you are all powerful warriors. No matter how powerful Mo Yunfan is, he can't kill so many masters?"

He ...... He's not human, he looks like a demon! Mo Yunfan is terrifying!"

Mo Qian was still trembling, his eyes were always looking outside the door of the mansion, worried that Mo Yunfan would rush in soon and kill him!

"Take the young master back to rest!"

Mo Wenchang fell into deep thought, his face was cold and terrifying.

"I can't imagine that this little beast actually hid in Moling! Could it be that he broke through the realm of martial artists? Even if he broke through, he was only a first-level martial artist, how could he kill Du Chun, not to mention that there were so many martial arts masters?"

After a moment of contemplation, he called out.

"Thunderba!"

"What do you command?"

Soon there was a strong, forty-year-old man with a striking scar on his face, which looked very hideous.

"You are a fourth-level martial artist to select nine third-level martial artists, and you must come back with the head of a little beast at noon in three days! Three days later, when the emperor canonizes my Mo King, I don't want to have a little animal to live in my life as a Mo King!"

"Yes, don't worry, master, I will definitely cut off the head of the little beast!"

Lei Ba swore an oath, selected people, and quickly whipped his horse, and ran in the direction of Moling.

In Mo Wenchang Mansion, there are many sweaty BMWs, and he will never be stingy with these nursing home elites, each of whom is equipped with a sweaty BMW!

The red shadow, like a long red wind, rushed outside the city. Dust and smoke are billowing and sand is flying in the air!

......

Mo Yunfan returned to normal, and the pain in his heart was deeply buried.

He combed and dressed up the corpses of Chunlan, Qiu Ju, and Xia He, and then ventured to the imperial tomb to steal an ice crystal coffin.

The coffin was very wide, and it was not a problem to lie down three people side by side.

Mo Yunfei was frightened by his actions.

"Yun Fan, are you crazy? steal the ice crystal coffin of the Imperial Tomb, if it is discovered, it will be beheaded!"

"Do I still care about this?" Mo Yunfan smiled sadly. "This is the only thing I can do for the little sisters!"

Mo Yunfei's heart was bitter, tears rolled down, and he fell silent.

Mo Yunfan personally dug a new grave, mixed it in the ancestral grave of the Mo family, and hid the three of them in the same grave. After being buried, the new grave is disguised as the old one!

He knelt in front of the grave, silently grieved, his eyes wide open, and he did not blink for a long, long time.

Mo Yunfei also knelt on the ground, his arms had been tied, and the pain in his body was far from the pain in his heart!

"Brother, go back to the Mo family palace first, and I will accompany them quietly. Remember, don't come out these days, no matter what happens in the outside world, don't come out!"

"You...... Let's go, the third uncle won't let us go!"

Mo Yunfei naturally knew that Mo Wenchang would send someone to kill them.

"Go, definitely go! Before we go, I'll kill Mo Gan. I can't kill Mo Wenchang now, it won't be too long, I will take off his head and sacrifice the three young ladies!"

There was silence for a while, Mo Yunfei coughed a few times rapidly, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his internal injuries were very serious. Under the extreme sadness and pain, coupled with the worry about the safety of my brother, I am exhausted!

No one's heart is upset, and he can't say anything, so he can only turn around silently and stagger back.

The cool autumn breeze brings one of the killings, which makes people upset. Every step Mo Yunfei takes, a heavy step!

......

At noon, the wind whined, and the trees swayed.

In the wooded area of the underground palace of Moling, many corpses were hung from trees, and the corpses were connected to each other with rattan to form a circle whole.

The huge circle of corpses, in the autumn wind, swayed slightly.

Even in broad daylight, the woodland becomes windy and chilling.

Ten people and ten horses, galloping into the woods at high speed, there are too many thorns, the trees are thick, and it is difficult for even sweaty horses to pass here.

Lei Ba smelled the bloody breath that had not completely dissipated nearby, looked at the blackened blood stains on the ground, and roared.

"Dismount them all and search the neighborhood carefully!"

Everyone jumped off their horses one after another, showing disdain one by one.

"The master is making a little fuss, a little kid, even if he is a genius, he has just stepped into the realm of martial arts, can he use so many of us to go out?"

"You don't understand the master's thoughts, the master wants to see the little beast's head after being crowned king, so that he will feel at ease!"

Mo Yunfan used rattan to make a scaffold, and he hid behind the hanging corpse to hide himself.

Lei Ba and the others, as soon as they stepped within three miles of the vicinity, he heard the other party's movements.

"It's finally here, and you're all going to die!"

His gaze was cold, without any human expression, cold and terrifying.

The blood-red color began to flood his eyes, but the powerful aura was well received by him.

"Woo woo woo ......" Qiu Feng whimpered, like many unjust souls crying nearby.

A special bloody breath, along with the autumn wind, hit everyone's faces.

The corners of Lei Ba's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a killer smile.

"Walk three miles ahead, the little beast is very likely to be ahead!"

"Brother Ba, that little beast is handed over to me!"

The poisonous hand waved his black and steaming hand, and jumped into it, thirty meters away.

He was extremely fast, swishing like an angry arrow, and soon rushed to the woods where the corpse was hanging.

The corpse shook above, looking at the tragic state of the corpse, his eyes shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp!

"Fuck his grandma, that little brute is so ruthless!"

Mo Yunfan held his breath and secretly accumulated strength!

The moment the poisonous hand turned back and shouted at his partner, he flew down from behind the corpse like a poisonous snake.

The poisonous hand felt a chill on his scalp, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he turned around suddenly, waving his poisonous hand and slamming it into the air.

At this time, Mo Yunfan was already like a ghost, one devil's claw struck his wrist, and the other devil's claw swept across the throat of the poisonous hand.

"Flutter!" blood splattered, and a long blood light flew out like a blood snake flying out two meters.

The poisonous hand was frightened and unwilling, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Killing people, jumping back into the circle of corpses again, is just a breath of time.

The people in the back are still laughing, but they don't know that death is approaching!