Mo Wen died.

The three Mo Yu brothers also died.

It's over.

However, no one was happy.

Because many relatives and friends also died in this rebellion.

Dunzi found the bodies of Brother Wang and Brother Li.

He cried like a child.

This rebellion left many parents without their sons.

Let some children, lost their fathers.

Grief reigns in the War King's Mansion, and everyone grieves for the dead.

Ye Wuchen's mood was also heavy.

"Your Majesty, Uncle, Third Elder, he-"

Moti's voice choked.

Don't forget to be indifferent, but after all, they are old brothers who have been together for many years.

Mo Die's death made Mo Ti grief.

Mo Xiyan clenched her fists, biting her red lips, her eyes full of sadness.

Looking at the three elders, Ye Wuchen's eyes were full of gratitude.

This time, if it weren't for the Third Elder, he would probably have died too.

The bodies of the three elders were peaceful.

He had a smile on his face.

He saw hope and walked away with peace of mind.

"Does the Third Elder have relatives?"

Ye Wuchen turned his head and looked at Moti.

The three elders sacrificed for him, and all he could do was take care of his relatives.

"Yes. ”

Mo Ti nodded and said, "The third elder has been lonely all his life, and there is only one adopted daughter named Mo Nian, who is now studying at the Tianfang Academy. ”

Qishan City is just a small city, and there is only a martial arts hall.

And the school is only available in the county.

Tianfang School is the third school in Xihuang County.

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen said softly: "The Third Elder has passed away, Mo Nian is the daughter of the Third Elder, and she should be notified." ”

"That's what my uncle said. ”

Mo Ti nodded and said softly, "I was also preparing to send someone to the Heavenly Academy to inform her. ”

"And-"

Ye Wuchen thought for a while and said, "Take out some silver and distribute it to those who are fighting for the palace." ”

"The disabled are doubled. ”

"The families of the war dead are taken care of by the royal government. ”

Others are fighting for you with their lives, and you have to show it no matter what.

Although Ye Wuchen lacked silver, he was not stingy.

"This ......"

Mo Ti was a little embarrassed and looked at Mo Xiyan.

Mo Xiyan looked panicked.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Wuchen looked at Mo Ti in surprise: "I've refined a lot of pills these days, and I have at least a profit of 100,000 taels of silver, right?"

"One hundred and thirty-five thousand three hundred taels to be exact. ”

Mo Ti looked at Mo Xiyan and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, let's talk about it." ”

"Ahem......"

Mo Xiyan coughed lightly in embarrassment, and lowered his head embarrassedly: "That, the silver has let me buy pills." ”

Mo Xiyan's voice is like a mosquito sound, low and inaudible.

"What?"

Hearing this, Ye Wuchen's eyes widened.

He felt dizzy.

What did he hear?

The silver has let this old devil buy pills.

"You, you ......"

Ye Wuchen's anger skyrocketed, and he pointed at Mo Xiyan angrily: "I said how did you improve so fast, it turns out that you improved like this." ”

Ye Wuchen was furious.

Lao Tzu was tired of alchemy, and finally made some money.

As a result, the old devil changed hands and spent all of them.

Pity yourself and don't know yet.

Ye Wuchen's whole body trembled, and his eyes turned black.

"Ye Wuchen, don't be angry. ”

Seeing Ye Wuchenqi's body shaking, Mo Xiyan hurriedly supported him.

She was a little ashamed, and said crisply: "This silver is not in vain, didn't I raise the two heavens." ”

It's okay not to say this, when he said this, Ye Wuchen was even more heartbroken.

What is he doing so hard?

It's to fund the old devil to improve his cultivation.

And then crush yourself?

Thinking of this, Ye Wuchen vomited blood depressedly.

What kind of sin did Lao Tzu create?

Why did God send this old devil to punish himself?

"You go away!"

Ye Wuchen was angry and pushed Mo Xiyan away.

He staggered out of the house.

The heart is cold.

Wow cool wow.

At this moment, he had a feeling that he had nothing to love.

"Ye Wuchen, where are you going?"

Mo Xiyan hurriedly chased after him and stopped in front of Ye Wuchen.

She was a little ashamed.

She admits that she was indeed selfish.

But isn't it just more than 100,000 taels of silver?

Is that the case for Ye Wuchen?

Mo Xiyan looked at Ye Wuchen worriedly.

This guy won't think about seeking death, right?

"Can you control where I go?"

Ye Wuchen sneered and looked at Mo Xiyan mockingly.

Ye Wuchen can see it.

The old devil is very selfish.

She just wants to crush herself all the time.

She just can't turn over for the rest of her life.

She was taking revenge.

I also regarded her as a companion and the only confidant in this world.

I was so naïve.

"Why can't I care?"

Ye Wuchen's cold words made Mo Xiyan's heart feel stabbed.

She glared at Ye Wuchen angrily and said loudly, "Don't forget, I am your wife in this life." ”

"Wife, hehe......"

With a sneer, Ye Wuchen's face was full of disgust: "Do you think, are you worthy?"

Bypassing Mo Xiyan, Ye Wuchen continued to walk outside.

At this point, his heart was cold.

He didn't want to be crushed by the old devil for the rest of his life.

He's getting out of here.

"Uncle,......"

Moti wanted to come forward and persuade him.

He felt that Ye Wuchen was too stingy.

Isn't that all there is to it?

As for being so angry?

Moreover, Ye Wuchen's words were too hurtful.

This is a bit too much.

"Let him go. ”

Mo Ti didn't finish speaking, and Mo Xiyan interrupted him.

Ye Wuchen's words pierced her heart.

"You go, and never come back. ”

Mo Xiyan shouted loudly.

Her eyes were shrouded in mist, and her teeth bit her red lip.

Her delicate body was trembling slightly, and her beautiful eyes were staring at Ye Wuchen.

Ye Wuchen's footsteps were sluggish.

The hand in the sleeve of the shirt is clenched tightly.

Just stopped for a moment, and Ye Wuchen resolutely walked out.

Seeing Ye Wuchen leave, Mo Xiyan's pretty face gradually turned pale and bloodless, and her beautiful eyes were full of grievances and sadness.

"Alas~!"

Moti on the side sighed.

He wanted to persuade, but he didn't know how.

Maybe Mo Xiyan bowed his head and admitted his mistake and took the initiative to stay, Ye Wuchen would stay.

However, Mo Xiyan did not.

Mo Xiyan stood quietly, watching Ye Wuchen disappear.

Long.

Her eyes were full of gloom.

He's gone.

This time it's really gone.

Perhaps, he will not come back.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiyan's heart became even more uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty—"

Mo Ti looked at Mo Xiyan worriedly.

"I'm fine. ”

Mo Xiyan took a deep breath.

She turned her head to look at Mo Ti and said, "Do as he says, the silver is not enough, Mo Wen should have it at home, use it first, I will find a way to get the silver." ”

"Okay. ”

Mo Ti nodded and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't be too sad, maybe your uncle will come back after being quiet." ”

"He's not coming back. ”

Mo Xiyan bit her red lip and shook her head gently.

She knew Ye Wuchen too well.

This time, it's not just silver.

It's Ye Wuchen's self-esteem.

Ye Wuchen is the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, and he is an extremely proud person.

He will not stoop to the hearts of the people, let alone to the Demon Venerable.

Mo Xiyan is too strong these days.

It had already hurt his self-esteem and made it unbearable for him.

He is proud and will not stay any longer.