Mo Jiu's mood at the moment was extremely complicated.

I still remember that before she entered the Black Underworld Forest, the Song family still looked like a loving mother, but she was already cold in half a year.

It stands to reason that this Song family is not Mo Jiu's real relative, and she should not be allowed to have any mood swings, but at this time, she only feels a dull pain in her chest. The pain was not as intense and unbearable as when she was injured internally or externally, but it was like a soft knife that repeatedly slashed through the most vulnerable places in her heart.

She had no relatives in her previous life, and she had never been accompanied by her family, thinking that she had obtained a loved one who warmed her heart in this life, but she didn't expect that she would lose it after all.

Mo Jiu stretched out his fingers to caress Song's pale face, his stiff face, and there was no trace of warmth on his cold and hard skin.

Mo Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, and the color in his eyes was removed, suppressing all emotions.

Mo Jiu began to carefully probe the cause of Song's death. She didn't believe that Song, who was healthy before leaving, would suddenly fall ill and die within half a year.

Mo Jiu leaned down and first explored all parts of Song's body, and found that there were no obvious external injuries. No trauma? Could it be that someone poisoned him?

She took out a silver needle and stabbed it into her stomach, and the silver needle did not change color. It's not an injury, it's not a poison, is it really an accident? Like cardiac arrest or cerebral hemorrhage or something?

Mo Jiu took out some more tools and probed them, and then ruled out these two possibilities. She was about to probe again when there was a sound of footsteps outside, and a group of people entered the hall.

Mo Jiu slowly raised his eyes and met the gaze of the person walking in front.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and take this unfilial son down and imprison him in the dungeon? ”

The man in the lead was a handsome young man dressed in a dark robe. It was Mo Yunchen who was canceled by Wuchen as a disciple of the Danding Sect.

As soon as his words fell, a group of guards came forward and were about to capture Mo Jiu. But before their hands touched the corner of Mo Jiu's clothes, they were thrown away by a sudden hurricane. When he landed, he fell on all fours.

Mo Jiu didn't move, he just stood there, and when he raised his eyes slightly to look at Mo Yunchen, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Who? Who's behind it? ”

Mo Yunchen shouted at the void behind Mo Jiu, but did not get any response.

Although half a year has passed, looking at this Mo Yunchen's IQ has not improved much.

"Mo Yunchen, how did you say my mother died?" Mo Jiu didn't have time to answer Mo Yunchen's mentally retarded question now, but instead asked the most perplexing question in her heart.

"How did you die? Do you still have the face to say? It was you, a rebellious and unfilial son, who murdered his own mother's life, thinking that he had escaped, but he came back. Then don't blame me for doing the right thing for heaven today! ”

It seems that she is not only unable to know the cause of Song's death now, but also has been framed and blamed.

Mo Yunchen had already begun to use the spiritual power on her body, and when she heard the fierce sound of the wind, she saw a huge knife flying towards her.

I didn't see Mo Jiu make a move, but the blade condensed with spiritual power stopped in mid-air.

Mo Yunchen thought that this move could directly solve this waste wood, and he didn't think about the follow-up move, but he didn't think that the blade that should have fallen on Mo Jiu's body actually flew back.

When that move came to his senses, Mo Yunchen came back to his senses and hurriedly sent out a move with the same power to block it.

There was a loud bang, and the two giant blades collided in front of him, and Mo Yunchen was shaken out by the impact of the collision of the two moves.