Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Black-bellied Master 4

With a simple mind like Xuan Mingchen, it is rare to see it in such a world where the strong are respected and the law of the jungle is the rule.

Because he is the crown of light, he is a peerless artifact of the light attribute, so it leads to the simplicity of his heart, and for various reasons, he maintains this side intact.

Although such a heart makes people reluctant to defile and instill some bad things, sometimes, it is not reluctant to decide.

The current Mo Zixiao did not have the strength to protect him like the previous generations of masters Xuan Mingchen, and Xuan Mingchen's strength was greatly weakened due to various reasons.

If you really don't know anything, in such a bloody world, it will only be Xuan Mingchen who will be injured.

In this way, he suppressed with strong strength over and over again, and secretly calculated, all so that he could adapt to the environment as soon as possible.

Because the form in front of Xuan Mingchen is not optimistic, there is still a long way to go to rescue his mother.

Obviously, Xuan Mingchen, who was simple-minded, didn't notice anything wrong, but his own reaction told Mo Zixiao that he had gradually gained a sense of self-defense and was wary of strangers.

Obviously, such a trick is very effective.

She remembered that when she first came to the Shadow and became the target of the Shadow's killer training, the seemingly kind and kind man who was meticulous also used this trick......

Thinking of this, Mo Zixiao's body couldn't help but shake, after all, now, Mo Zixiao still can't look at it indifferently......

The betrayal of so many people, even her closest comrades-in-arms, she can bear it and even pretend that everything never happened, but after all, the betrayal again and again still made her bruised and even numb.

But alone, the person she can't ignore is the one who operates everything!

Oni Mushuang? A lifesaver? Peerless powerhouse? Murderous?

In Mo Zixiao's eyes, none of these are any!

In her eyes, his only role is that he is an enemy who does not share the sky! An enemy who can never be forgiven! No matter how powerful he is, Mo Zixiao will overshadow him sooner or later!

Only the price of blood will make Mo Zixiao relieve some hatred!

Mo Zixiao took a deep breath, and saw Xuan Mingchen looking at her with a worried face, with a thick look of worry in her eyes, and a trace of warmth in her heart.

After so many years, there are only two people who make her completely believe, and Xuan Mingchen is the third person.

One is a ghost, and the other is the end of the world that died in his own hands.

That fool, that fool who was infatuated, was turned into a puppet for himself...... And he didn't hesitate to kill him......

All of this stems from Ghost Wushuang!

Speaking bitterly, he inadvertently spit out two words: "Tianya ......" is so hoarse, so difficult, full of loneliness and pain.

Forcibly suppressing his monstrous hatred again, and forcibly suppressing his thoughts and worries about his lover, Mo Zixiao reluctantly squeezed out a smile and changed the topic to Xuan Mingchen.

Such a heavy topic, she never wanted to bring it up to others again.