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"I'm afraid the fire demon himself didn't expect it. Chen Dian said: "No matter how talented that girl is, she was just a child at the time, and the Yan Demon didn't take it seriously." But after another five or six years, the girl's progress became bigger and bigger, and the fire demon finally discovered the existence of the crisis and decided to get rid of the girl. Unfortunately, it was too late. ”

Chen Dian was a little embarrassed.

Da Han pinched his fingers and counted the time: "Five or six years...... The kid was only a teenager at that time? Why was it too late? ”

"Although the fire demon is strong, he can't kill her. ”

He pondered, "Could it be because of the Heavenly Fire System?"

Chen Dian smiled and nodded: "Although the Yan Demon's teacher is the Holy Fire Sect's Mo Hibiscus, but the Yan Demon is not a member of the Holy Fire Sect after all, no matter how hard he cultivates, the Heavenly Fire System Divine Technique he cultivates is still not authentic." This is also the reason why the Flame Demon has been out of reach for so long. But Mo Minghan is different. She has pure Holy Fire Sect blood flowing on her body, and cultivating the Holy Fire Sect Deed Divine Technique is not only more effective with half the effort, but that girl has this kind of innate power, and most of the impure Heavenly Fire System power cultivated by the Fire Demon will be absorbed and turned into her own use, and even the Fire Demon himself will be counterattacked. ”

"Absorbed for your own use?" Wild was a little incredulous.

Chen Dian nodded: "This also means that most of the Fire Demon's attacks on him will not only have no effect on her, but will instead improve her cultivation. ”

"So strong. Dahan muttered to himself.

"Mo Minghan, how old is it now, how many steps are there?" Li Yifan got up and asked.

Chen Dian held the folding fan in his hand and saluted: "Now fifteen years old, the strength should be around the seventh order." The boy was a rare genius, imprisoned by the Flame Demon at the age of thirteen, and his cell was set up with the enchantment spell of the Demon Flame Hall. As a result, she was unable to cultivate. Otherwise, the current strength is incalculable. ”

"In other words......" Da Han was incredulous: "Has she already reached the seventh order at the age of thirteen?!"

"Thirteen years old and seven orders. "The qualifications are really better than those of the Lord of Yixue back then......"

"Alright. Li Yifan interrupted suddenly.

Yan Ye reacted, Li Yifan didn't like to hear others mention Yixue, so he quickly shut up.

Li Yifan walked in front of Chen Dian: "Take me to see her......"

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HRE Empire

Holy Fire Sect

Mo Mingzhe walked into the palace in black.

A strand of long red hair fluttered in front of his eyes, as if to set off his now silent cheeks.

Looking up, Mo Mingcheng, who was also dressed in black in front of the door, was leaning there, looking at himself. In the past, Mo Mingzhe would definitely step forward and salute him and call out, "Brother." But now he is not in the mood for this, and he does not have this idea. I don't know why, maybe it was because the servant sent the news that Mo Lin was seriously ill, or because of what Mo Mingcheng said in the Yatian Empire.

He just glanced at Mo Mingcheng, ignored him, and passed by.

As soon as he walked into the hall, his second brother Mo Mingyu, who had always been aimed at him, blocked the way.

"Mo Mingzhe. You're too embarrassed to come back. ”

Mo Mingzhe raised his head, his red eyes staring at Mo Mingyu.

Such a stare made Mo Mingyu a little uncomfortable, in a few years, Mo Mingyu has been promoted to the seventh order and ninth level, and he is naturally excellent compared to his peers. But Mo Mingzhe's cultivation has already surpassed him, although he has been bullied by him since he was a child, and he has never been able to fight back or scold back, but now this powerhouse who has reached the ninth order suddenly stares at him like this, which still makes Mo Mingyu a little uncomfortable.

"What do you see, my brother is asking you. Mo Mingyu seemed to be trying to hide his little fear.

"Brother. Mo Mingzhe opened his mouth and asked, "Why am I embarrassed to come back?"

may be because of the matter of Mo Mingcheng in the Yatian Empire, so that Mo Mingzhe has no respect for the two brothers in the family at the end. This is the first time he has spoken to his brother like this since he was a child, and even the first time he has been so obvious since he was a child, and he has no etiquette to contradict others. It's a little unaccustomed to him, but it feels pretty good.

Mo Mingyu was a little overwhelmed by his groundbreaking rebuke: "How can you speak, you, you really didn't learn anything in Yatian, did you learn to contradict your brother?" Mo Mingyu hugged his hands in front of his chest after speaking, as if he wanted to get rid of something, and said: "If it weren't for you, the broom star in Yatian, how could Grandpa go to war with the remnants of the evil sect and be so seriously injured?"

Mo Mingzhe snorted coldly: "I didn't see my brother fighting in the Battle of Xihai, and I didn't see my brother in the Battle of Yatianxing Execution Ground, but now I am standing here to blame me? Besides, Grandpa was called by Brother Mingcheng, and I don't know." ”

After Mo Mingzhe finished speaking, he walked towards the main bed in the hall. I only heard Mo Mingyu behind him yelling that he didn't respect his brother.

In the main bed, Mo Lin was lying there on a large bed, and Mo Feng was kneeling next to it as if listening to Mo Lin's weak explanation.

"Third Young Master. The servant beside him saluted.

Mo Feng was a little unhappy when he saw that it was Mo Mingzhe who came in.

"Who allowed you to come in?" Mingcheng, didn't Mingyu tell you that you can't come in now?"

This scolding only made Mo Mingzhe smile bitterly in his heart, and he already understood in his heart that the two brothers didn't want to tell him intentionally. I had to bow and apologize: "I'm sorry father, I ...... I heard that my grandfather was seriously ill and was a little anxious. ”

"Get out. Mo Feng scolded.

Mo Mingzhe had no choice but to leave, but Mo Lin's weak voice came from the big bed next to him: "Yes...... Is Mingzhe here?"

"Father......" Mo Feng was about to speak, and Mo Lin on the bed said again: "Come, Mingzhe, come on, come here......"

Listening to his grandfather's words, Mo Mingzhe glanced at his father. Mo Feng had no choice but to nod helplessly and motioned for him to come over.

Mo Lin lay on that bed. The old and thin body seemed to be in stark contrast to the big bed. At this time, he had scattered white hair, and he was no longer as solemn as before, with a solemn ninth-order ninth-level aura, he was completely an old man who was extremely weak.

Seeing Mo Lin's appearance, Mo Mingzhe clenched his fists lightly: "Master...... Grandfather. ”

Seeing Mo Mingzhe's arrival, Mo Lin barely squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, but that smile was not good-looking in Mo Mingzhe's eyes, but it was very real.

Mo Lin was weak: "That day, I hit you...... It's grandpa who is not good. Mo Mingzhe looked at the old man on the bed and was speechless. There seemed to be tears churning in his eyes.

"Does it still hurt......" Mo Lin asked.

Mo Mingzhe was still stunned, unable to speak for a long time. I held it for a long time before I stumbled and said, "No...... It doesn't hurt anymore......"

"That's good......"

Mo Lin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became even stronger, and after a while, he slowly spoke: "Feng'er, you go out first." ”

Hearing this, Mo Feng's eyes showed a trace of incomprehension, but his father couldn't refuse when he spoke, so he had to nod and retreat.

"Mingzhe, ......," Mo Lin called out slowly.

"Grandpa. Mo Mingzhe knelt beside the bed.

"Grandpa, I want to ask you for something. ”

"Grandpa, you say. ”

Mo Lin looked at the ceiling and paused for a long time: "Grandpa...... Grandpa almost did something wrong. I almost did something wrong that made my grandfather blind......"

There was a cry in the voice. This is the first time Mo Mingzhe has seen his grandfather, a ninth-order and ninth-level powerhouse, like this. I didn't know what to say, I just knelt there and looked at the old man in front of me.

"Grandpa......" Mo Lin opened his mouth, and two lines of tears actually flowed out of Lao Hua's eyes.

Mo Mingzhe was stunned, and unconsciously shouted: "Grandpa......"

"Grandpa, grandpa shouldn't be murderous to that child......" Mo Lin cried.

Such an old man was lying on that big bed so weakly, and the injuries on his body were very serious, deep into his veins. Even his body and head could no longer move easily with his own strength. But at this time, he was lying there like a child, crying softly without moving.

Mo Mingzhe knelt on the ground and didn't know what to say.

"Grandpa shouldn't have killed that girl. Why did you kill her?" Mo Lin sobbed.

After a while, Mo Lin seemed to use all his strength to touch his grandson's hand.

"Mingzhe. ”

"Grandpa. Mo Mingzhe hurriedly grabbed Mo Lin's withered hand.

"Mingcheng and Mingyu. Always bullying you, right?"

Mo Mingzhe shook his head: "No...... No. ”

"You ...... with them It's not the same. You're better qualified than all of them. One day in the future......"

Mo Lin's voice was choppy, sounding very difficult.

"One day, the Holy Fire Sect will be in your hands, and you will definitely surpass Grandpa. You will live more wonderfully than grandpa, and you will have more than grandpa...... Something and a life better than grandpa. Do you know why?"

Shaking his head again, Mo Mingzhe looked at Mo Lin.

"Because...... You understand it, you understand it, and grandpa can't understand it in his life. Grandpa believed...... The Holy Fire Sect will get better under you......"

Listening to Mo Lin's voice became weaker and weaker, Mo Mingzhe no longer had the courage to continue listening. For fear of hearing a word, Grandpa's voice suddenly stopped.

Holding Mo Lin's hand hard, he shouted, "Grandpa...... Grandpa, don't talk about it. ”

"Mingzhe, you promised grandpa...... Promise grandpa that in this life, he will never go to the child of the evil sect to avenge his grandfather......"

Li Yifan's figure flashed, and Mo Mingzhe asked, "Why ......?"

"Grandpa, I don't have the strength to tell you any more stories...... Promise grandpa......" Mo Lin's voice even carried a pleading.

"Grandpa......"

"Promise Grandpa!"

Mo Mingzhe had tears in his eyes: "I promise...... I promise. ”

"That's good......" Mo Lin finished speaking, and the stone that was finally pressed in his heart was finally put down. Those old eyes, the upper and lower eyelids, also seem to finally no longer have to suffer the pain of separation, and can hug each other forever.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa?"

Mo Mingzhe held Mo Lin's hand tightly, but that hand seemed to have begun to gradually cool.

"Grandpa!"

Hearing Mo Mingzhe's shout, Mo Feng and Mo Mingcheng, Mo Mingyu pushed the door and entered.

When Mo Feng saw his father leaving, he was sad, and in a hurry, he pushed away Mo Mingzhe, who was originally kneeling beside the bed. A handful grabbed his father's hand and just watched.

Mo Mingcheng and Mo Mingyu bowed their heads and knelt behind Mo Feng.

Looking at those three people, they are more like relatives.

Mo Mingzhe was pushed to the ground by Mo Feng just now, and he seemed to be disheartened at this time.

In such a big family, there are few people who are really good to themselves and who are really not disgusted with themselves. Now this man, he's gone...... Before he died, he begged himself not to take revenge, it felt like he was looking for a kind of relief, and it was also like finding a kind of relief for Mo Mingzhe. Because he didn't want to be an enemy of Li Yifan from the bottom of his heart.

Mo Feng got up slowly, it seemed that time had diluted the family affection? Mo Mingzhe couldn't figure out how his father walked out of Mo Lin's departure so quickly, and arranged the aftermath in an orderly manner with the people beside him.

I don't know if it's because I've experienced too little time. In short, he couldn't do it.

He slowly kowtowed three heads towards Mo Lin, stood up, held the blazing Yan on the sword rack on the side, and turned around to leave in Mo Mingyu's reproach.