"Be careful, no, don't ......" Mo Han realized Zhao Cheng's intentions, and a chill hit him in his heart, he watched his father slowly and obediently take over the care from Zhao Cheng's hand, and then saw him turn around and stab the person next to him without hesitation, and the next second, Mo Han's queen mother fell straight into a pool of blood, and then his father raised the blood-stained sword, his eyes stabbed his chest without blinking, and after taking a few steps backwards, he finally fell to the ground, It all happened so suddenly that the two in front of them didn't even have time to say a word before they could breathe.

"Ah......h Mo Han's body shook a few times, and finally he couldn't support it anymore, and suddenly fell to his knees, and in the next second, blood gushed out of his mouth, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth casually with his sleeve, struggled to stand up, and stumbled to his mother.

Mo Han squatted down, raised his arm tremblingly, and gently stroked his mother's face with a bloodstained hand, his blood-stained lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word. At this time, the tears in his bloodthirsty eyes finally fell drop by drop, dripping onto his plain white clothes, and immediately smeared with bewitching flowers. Mo Han walked up to his father, gently closed his eyes with his hand, pulled out the heart he had always held tightly, and closed his eyes until his eyes began to dry slightly. Then, I saw him suddenly turn around, and the care in his hand stabbed at Zhao Cheng, at this time, Mo Han's eyes were cold, without any emotion, no great compassion, and no anger.

On the other side, Zhao Cheng was slightly shocked in his heart, all along, in his eyes, Mo Han was just a pampered noble son who had been pampered since he was a child, where could he withstand such a big blow. But now, after witnessing the death of his father and mother, Mo Han can still be so calm, which is really a bit beyond Zhao Cheng's original plan. However, the game is only fun if it is full of surprises, but in any case, the final ending will not change half a point.

At this time, seeing Mo Han stabbing at him with his sword, Zhao Cheng didn't dodge, only to see him sneer contemptuously, raise a hand, and then be careful to stop suddenly less than a centimeter away from him, no matter how hard Mo Han summoned, he couldn't move for half a minute, so he was blocked in mid-air, not up or down, not advancing or retreating. Then, Zhao Cheng raised his foot and kicked Mo Han's chest, although Mo Han was on guard, but Zhao Cheng used all his strength under his feet, so he still staggered back a few steps.

Zhao Cheng laughed frantically, "Hahahaha, hahaha...... Mo Chuxiao, is it fun? Do you remember what you did to me back then? I'm going to pay it back tenfold today. "All along, no matter where Mo Han goes, he will always be the one who shines the most in the crowd, whether it is his appearance or identity, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, when has he ever been so embarrassed. But at this time, standing in front of him, this person who was covered in blood and could stand firmly, where was there still a little bit of the old look, thinking of this, Zhao Cheng's heart became more and more happy.

Zhao Cheng's words were full of provocation, Mo Han knew that what he was talking about was the incident they were in the mountains and rivers that they did not cross back then, and he had already seen that the evil technique that Zhao Cheng was using now was so similar to Quanxian back then. Mo Han didn't answer Zhao Cheng's words, nor did he look at his fierce face, just stood in place, clutching his chest and coughing violently.

Zhao Cheng looked at Mo Han happily and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness the Prince, it's okay, I know that you are a noble person, so let me remind you." ”

As soon as Zhao Cheng's words fell, Mo Han saw that Fang had just stopped in mid-air and was motionless and cautious suddenly turned around, and the tip of the sword was actually pointed at him, and then stabbed straight over.

Mo Han stood in place, at this time he had stopped coughing, there were still mottled blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he quietly looked at the caution that flew towards him, and did not dodge, there was disappointment in his eyes that could not be concealed.

In the next second, Caution had already come to Mo Han's eyes, and at the moment when the tip of the sword touched his body, Caution seemed to suddenly react, and actually stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, Zhao Cheng snorted softly, he didn't expect to be careful to break free from his control, it seems that he underestimated this sword. However, Zhao Cheng didn't put it in his eyes, he silently recited a few words in his mouth, and then stretched out his hand, and a black mist appeared in his palm. This black mist did not stay in Zhao Cheng's palm for too long, but quickly wrapped around the careful sword body.

Be careful to be wrapped in a cloud of black mist, for a while, Mo Han saw that the tip of its sword stabbed at him a few more points, and at this time, careful seemed to be trying his best to get rid of Zhao Cheng's control, only to see that the hilt of the sword in mid-air had been trembling slightly, and the sword body made a "zhengzheng" buzzing sound, no matter how the black mist was entangled, it was always unwilling to move forward a bit. After a moment of stalemate, at the moment when the tip of the carefully sword pierced into Mo Han's body, there was a sudden "bang", and the sword that had been trembling slightly was broken into two pieces in front of Mo Han's eyes, and it fell to the ground with two sounds.

Zhao Cheng glanced at the sword that fell to the ground and broke in two, and sneered, "Heh, I thought I could have a lot of power, and I took the blame." ”

Mo Han stared at the broken sword on the ground for a moment, and then saw him raise his head and slowly walk towards Zhao Cheng step by step, at this time, the world hanging on his waist made a crisp and pleasant bell with his steps, in the empty hall, it was so loud and piercing.

Although Zhao Cheng knew that Mo Han at this time could no longer hurt him in the slightest, the ruthlessness in Mo Han's eyes actually made him a little timid, and he was afraid that Mo Han would approach him, and in this empty hall, the sound of the bell of "Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell......" made him feel even more creepy.

Zhao Cheng took a few steps back, covered his ears in pain, and kicked Mo Han out of the air, Mo Han spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, and struggled on the ground several times, but finally failed to get up again.

The nasty bell in his ears finally disappeared, Zhao Cheng ran to Mo Han in a frenzy, and raised his hand to get the bell on Mo Han's waist.

At this time, although Mo Han was unable to get up, he killed this bell with his hand, which was the world left to him by his father and mother, although he could no longer keep the real world, but he could not lose this bell again.

Zhao Cheng saw that Mo Han didn't let go, so he raised his foot, directly through Mo Han's hand, stepped on the bell hard, and crushed it hard. There was a heart-piercing pain in his hand, and his finger bones made a "crunch" breaking sound under Zhao Cheng's feet, Mo Han still didn't let go of his hand, just closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from moaning in pain.

Zhao Cheng crushed for a long time, seeing that the bell was still intact, the whole person became even more irritable, he had also heard of the origin and special material of Mohan's bell, so he pulled out the sword in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at the bell's tongue. The bell tongue made of pearl stone instantly became torn apart and shattered to the ground under Zhao Cheng's sharp sword. Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart slowly faded, and finally he would never hear the voice that disgusted him again.

Zhao Cheng squatted down, looked at Mo Han, and said with a cruel smile, "Mo Chuxiao, guess it, if it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who is admired by ten thousand people, a dignified disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, Lin Qingfeng has always favored the apprentice, and the Heavenly Elective Cultivator with the most shining name on Zhen Xianshi, one day he appeared in front of the world full of demonic energy, appeared in front of Lin Qingfeng's eyes, how do you think the people of the world will treat you?" What will your Master do to you? I really can't wait to see that! ”

When Mo Han heard Zhao Cheng's words, his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes to look at the person in front of him again.

Looking at Mo Han's appearance, Zhao Cheng felt a burst of anger in his heart for no reason, he squeezed Mo Han's chin violently, Mo Han was in pain, and opened his teeth slightly that had been closed. Then, Zhao Cheng stuffed a black pill into his mouth, and forced him to swallow it with force.

As soon as the pill entered his abdomen, Mo Han felt a burst of heat all over his body, not the heat of his body's body temperature, but the heat in his body that was dissipated to the surface of his skin. Gradually, as the surface temperature of his skin was lost, Mo Han felt a chill all over his body, and he shrunk into a ball tightly, trying to rely on self-hugging to retain the last trace of temperature in his body. Slowly, his body became colder and colder, and when the last trace of residual warmth in his body disappeared, Mo Han moved his fingers lightly and found that he was still alive, but his blood was already cold and his heart was already cold.

Zhao Cheng was very dissatisfied with Mo Han's indifferent reaction, what he wanted to see was Mo Han's panicked, helpless and frightened look when he found out that he was still alive without body temperature like a dead man, but he didn't expect Mo Han to still lie motionless on the ground, and he didn't even open his eyelids.

Zhao Cheng stepped forward and kicked Mo Han roughly, and shouted viciously, "Come on, throw him and those outside to the barren mountains and mountains on the outskirts of the city, so that those wild dogs and wolves can have a good meal." After speaking, he suddenly smiled, "Those that I threw away a few days ago probably don't even have bones and slag left, so it's really cheap for those beasts." ”

Zhao Cheng didn't even glance at Mo Han after speaking, and left the hall with a flick of his sleeves. Not long after Zhao Cheng left, he saw a few guards coming in from outside, these people were like walking corpses, mechanically cleaning up the mess in the hall, and when everything was as good as ever, they rudely dragged Mo Han up, and then threw him out of the hall without hesitation. Mo Han opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the person who was dragging him, and said with a wry smile in his heart, "I really didn't expect that one day he would be dragged away and thrown out by his own guards." ”