Mo Yang, who had always believed in Wang Xuan, finally changed his expression when he saw this scene, he didn't expect Mo Wuxian to be so strong, obviously just raised his foot, Wang Xuan's body flew up, and he was not lightly injured. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lan Wuyue's face remained unchanged, as if Wang Xuan had nothing to do with her whether she won or lost.

"I think Wang Xuan is hanging now, Mo Wuxie's kick has already hurt his lungs, and his very strength can only be exerted at most. ”

"I see, even if he can exert ten percent of his strength, he will not be Mo Gongzi's opponent, this difference in strength is simply the difference between cloud and mud. ”

Someone shouted: "Go down, don't be ashamed, it's not good to wait for someone to come out." ”

"Being stubborn will only make you more seriously injured, and the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and there will be a chance for revenge in the future. ”

"Wang Xuan, I support you! Come on!" shouted a good-looking woman at the top of her voice, her voice was good, but it seemed so weak in the noisy crowd.

Wang Xuan opened his ears, glanced at it, and found that it was Qingting's little girl who was shouting for him, and her little face was red, obviously she had never done such a flamboyant thing.

Wang Xuan smiled slightly, all the pain seemed to be touched by a gentle hand, and he immediately felt a lot better.

The most regrettable thing in his last life is that he didn't find a woman he loved, and even the opportunity to talk to the opposite sex is rare, but now he is quite popular with women and has made a lot of true friends.

"Are you sure you want to continue competing?" Mo Wuxian looked very cold when he became serious, he looked at Wang Xuan indifferently, his fingers moved to make any moves, and then put it down.

Wang Xuan watched this scene firmly in his eyes, and this feeling of being despised made him very unhappy, because he was still standing, and no one was allowed to look down on him.

"Naturally, it's still going to be compared, but this time I'll make the first move, and I'll let you see my true strength. ”

As soon as Mo Wuxie's words fell, his feet moved again.

If his feet were just a slight move just now, at this time they are infinitely changing.

His feet were wrong, and the whole person became in a trance, and the stone platform shook and swayed inexplicably.

Wang Xuan only felt cold sweat all over his body, and looking at Mo Wuxie's movements, there seemed to be stars in his eyes.

Mo Wuxie's right leg bent and fell slowly, seemingly only taking a step, but it was looking ahead, looking behind; as above, it seemed to be left and right, and it seemed that the whole person was at the end of the clouds, strolling leisurely, but it was omnipresent and omnipresent.

With his move, not only Wang Xuan's body, but even Wang Xuan's heart staggered!

Mo Wuxi, gone!

With the brief blur of Wang Xuan's vision, he realized that Mo Wuxian was in front of his eyes, his figure stood upright, as if he was stepping on the top of a snow-capped mountain, and as if he was living in a lonely deep sea, making people dare not look up.

This unpredictable footwork is simply dizzying.

However, all this he did was just to let Wang Xuan know the gap between his strength and him.

Mo Wuxie's mind still echoed the words that Lan Wuyue had said not long ago-

If someone who can bet with your life is not your life, then there are only two possibilities: one is that they have confidence in the gamble, and the other is ......

The second is that he never sees you as an opponent.

He is 1.9 meters tall, more than a head taller than Wang Xuan.

Mo Wuxian looked at Wang Xuan condescendingly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are not worthy of being my opponent. ”

He had never feared any opponent in his life, not even those who were much stronger than him, because he would be able to defeat them one day.

Unruly, unruly, and seemingly uninhibited, behind the seemingly jumping, is actually his unremitting efforts.

In order to win the eyes of Lan Wuyue, he was able to practice hard all night, a pair of legs were worn out by stones countless times, and he walked on the stakes covered with inverted sword blades, the sun and the moon were silent, the breeze was silent, and the blood was silent.

They can't give this obsessive teenager anything, the only thing they can tell him is that you're not fast enough.

You can't keep up with time, so you can't see your mother for the last time when she dies, you can't catch up with your father, so you will always be the most incompetent and disgusting waste in his eyes, you can't catch up with Lan Wuyue, so she won't give you even a single attention.

Everything, just because what he did was not enough!

So he's in pain, he's anxious, he's practicing the fastest footwork, he's befriending all the women.

Behind such an incomprehensible person, there is actually a heart that longs to be recognized.

Now, he has finally grown up, but he still can't catch up with time, and he can't catch up with Lan Wuyue.

But he is not discouraged, because he has become one of the four young kings, as long as he is given a little more time, he can do his best and get everything he wants.

Therefore, he must win this competition, just like every bet in the month is bound to be the final winner.

After killing the gentleman and his father, his mood was surprisingly calm, and he did not have the pain of the first killing, but had a strong sentimentality.

The woman who smiled every time he saw him had completely left him, and although he didn't love her, her smile was so gentle, like his mother, the best woman in the world who could embrace her every time he made a mistake.

No one knew that he had killed someone, but his father did.

He still remembered what his father had told him.

"Mo Wuxie, you killed someone?"

"I just killed the people who deserved to be killed. ”

"Then do you think I should be killed?"

When Mo Wuxian heard this, he raised his head suddenly, he still remembered that it was the person in front of him who beat her mother to death. His blood-red eyes were staring, his teeth were clenching and making oozing sounds, his fingers were deeply embedded in his palms, and he was dripping with blood, but he didn't realize it.

"There will always be a day when you die, and that day, I will not cry, I will only laugh. ”

Mo Tianheng didn't seem to hear this sentence and continued.

"But you shouldn't be like this, Mo Wuxi, you should be innocent. ”

"That's a thing of the past. ”

"What about you now?"

"Mo Ben is nothing. ”

After Mo Wuxian said this, he left the dark study and never entered it again.

He vaguely heard Mo Tianheng sigh, and a voice came from behind him.

"Don't ask innocent...... Innocent ......"

Blood dripped from his fingertips to the ground, and blood-colored roses bloomed, withering and withering as his figure faded away.

He knows that he has changed, but people always change.

Mo Wuxian looked at Wang Xuan's pale face, and muttered in his mouth, as if he was moaning softly, as if he was reminiscing.

"Don't ask innocent...... Innocent" (to be continued.) )