His father, who had always looked peaceful and had a warm smile despite his pale face and weak body, was now purple-faced and distorted.

And his mother, who had not appeared for a long time, was holding his father's neck with one hand, and slowly moving over his father's celestial spirit cover with the other.

There were words in her mouth, but Mo Jingyi couldn't understand the incantations she spit out.

Although he has longing and expectations for his mother, his father is the most important person in his life to Mo Jingyi and he definitely doesn't want to lose.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately took a step and rushed inside.

"Don't come in!" What came into his knowledge of the sea was his father's distorted and transmuted voice, which was full of pain and hideousness, so frightened that Mo Jingyi unconsciously slowed down.

"Get out of here! don't tell anyone you've been back!" was still a distorted, transposed voice, but perhaps it was the relationship between father and son, and Mo Jingyi suddenly heard the deep sadness and love hidden under the pain and hideousness.

His nose was sour, and tears ran down his cheeks.

"Let's go, you !!" The roar that was almost exhausted came to Mo Jingyi's knowledge, Mo Jingyi shuddered, and after meeting his father's angry and anxious eyes, he gritted his teeth, turned around and ran outside the house.

Even decades have passed, the last time he looked back, his father's eyes that suddenly relaxed because he had obediently left were still firmly engraved in his heart.

Along with that look, there was a small white ball of light that his mother had taken out of his father's body.

In order to find out the truth about his father's death, after learning that the secret intelligence organization in the Valley of Hundred Flowers belonged to Mo Jinghui, he immediately asked Mo Jinghui to help him investigate the matter.

Mo Jinghui gave him an answer faster than he expected, but before Xia Weiyuan talked about Yan Hong's true identity, Mo Jingyi didn't know Mo Jinghui's intelligence source.

Although he paid a great price, Mo Jingyi still figured out all the tricks in it.

Because of his father, who had been disillusioned many years ago, Mo Jingyi had been in pain and couldn't extricate himself during that time.

If he hadn't lived alone in such a remote valley, I'm afraid that others would have found out that something was wrong with him.

It took Mo Jingyi a long time to bury the pain in his heart, if it weren't for Xia Weiyuan's cold talk about Yanhong's origin today, Mo Jingyi would not have collapsed emotionally to this point.

After listening to Mo Jingyi's narration, Ren Hanyue and Zixi looked at him with a little more sympathy in their eyes.

The biological mother killed the biological father, and in such a cruel way, the other party's soul was scattered.

Whoever is put on this matter can't stand it.

Xia Weiyuan let out a long sigh, "As far as I know, the eighth to seventeenth generations of Valley Masters of Hundred Flowers Valley are all using this evil technique to create special spirit plants. But after so many years, the only one who has really succeeded is the seventh generation of Gu Master who created this evil art. ”

Ren Hanyue didn't know what to say anymore.

Ten generations, perhaps eleven generations, in the hands of so many generations of Hundred Flowers Valley Lords, I don't know how many innocent people died in vain and their souls were scattered.

Xiao Moxi, who had been listening silently in the ring space, couldn't help but send a message to Ren Hanyue, "Aren't they afraid that they will do too many evils, be riddled with retribution, and even bring disaster to their descendants? ”

Ren Hanyue hurriedly relayed Xiao Moxi's words, but Xia Weiyuan and Mo Jingyi both looked at Ren Hanyue in surprise.

Ren Hanyue was a little uncomfortable, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Xia Weiyuan smiled, "Don't Ren Xiaoyou know that in the past 10,000 years, the five continents and the four polar regions have never produced a monk above the Yuan Infant Stage?"

Ren Hanyue and Xiao Moxi were both a little dumbfounded.

They already knew that this plane's aura was thin and resources were scarce, but they had never even produced a monk above the Yuan Infant stage...... It seems that the situation is far more serious than Xiao Moxi expected......

Ren Hanyue smiled embarrassedly, "The little girl is just a rural cultivator, and it is inevitable that she will be a little lonely, so please don't laugh at the two of you." ”

Xia Weiyuan smiled and said nothing, but Mo Jingyi didn't believe it, but fortunately, he didn't get to the bottom of Ren Hanyue's words.

After giving Ren Hanyue a "you are so humble" look, Mo Jingyi turned to the topic just now, "Since there is no distraction, no harmony, and no Mahayana, then naturally there is no tribulation and ascension." Since there is no eons and ascensions, how can those people care about karma? As for the disasters to their descendants, for the successive valley owners of the Hundred Flowers Valley, the descendants are probably not as important as one of their own 1/100,000. ”

What Mo Jingyi didn't say was that he originally thought that the valley masters were just preferring women over men, but unexpectedly, as early as the seventh generation, the valley lord had already chosen to extract his daughter's soul to cultivate spiritual plants.

With such a precedent, where would Mo Jingyi still believe that the successive valley owners of Baihua Valley had a motherly heart.

"So, let's let your seventeenth brother overthrow them. With Yan Hong here, I don't think your seventeenth brother will do something similar. Ren Hanyue made a summary statement with emotion.

Mo Jingyi was a little suspicious of Yan Hong's influence on Mo Jinghui, "Yan Hong is just my seventeenth brother's contractor, can he decide such a big thing?"

Xia Weiyuan smiled slightly, "Yan Hong is the person your seventeenth brother values the most, don't say abolishing this kind of evil art, just to die for Yan Hong, he is also willing to do it." ”

Mo Jingyi was completely stunned, but Ren Hanyue wanted to ask Mo Jinghui to praise him.

For this person she was very unaccustomed to at first, Ren Hanyue has now completely changed.

He endured humiliation and lived in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and worked hard to overthrow the unreasonable class system and the cruel rule of the valley lord of the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

Not only did he treat Yan Hong, who couldn't tell what kind of creature he was, but he also believed that there were beautiful emotions and people in this world who were trustworthy and cherished after countless hardships.

Such a person who is both smart and brave, who has seen through the world but still loves life and has hope, Ren Hanyue really wants to make friends with him.

However, before she could say this thought, Mo Jingyi, who had been stunned for a long time, had already stumbled and expressed her opinion on this matter, "Can ...... But she is red...... She's a monster. ”

Originally, he wanted to say "monster", after all, a creature like Yan Hong, which is a human in the core and a vine demon in appearance, can't be called a monster technically.

But thinking of Yan Hong's tragic experience, he couldn't bear to put the insulting title of "monster" on her.