When Leng Wushuang thought that it was all over, in the courtyard where Mo Fei lived, another thing happened.

Mo Xiaoxiang had already rushed into the courtyard when he used the Holy Flame Bomb for the first time, he knew his second uncle's character, and the most important thing must be by his side.

The courtyard where Mofei lives has only a few flowers and trees and a gray house that looks a little lonely. When Mo Xiaoxiang was very young, he often went to the second uncle's house to play, and once again he accidentally found that the second uncle's study had a mechanism that could lead to a secret room.

The second uncle is the only creator in the family, and if he has a secret room, he will not attract the attention of anyone in the Mo family, the path of cultivation is boring and lonely, and retreat and meditation are also a common thing.

It's just that this time this secret room didn't play its original role, or its original role was to imprison Mo Xiaoxiang's father, Mo Tian, I'm afraid no one will ever know the answer.

"Father...... Father ...... "In the dimly lit secret room, there was a man with gray hair, who was tied to a chair in the corner, I don't know if he had been drugged, and his expression was a little sluggish.

Mo Xiaoxiang shouted twice, and seeing that his father didn't answer him, he hurriedly ran over, "Father, it's okay! It's over, it's over!" he said as he helped Mo Tian untie the rope behind him.

At this time, there was a mocking applause behind Mo Xiaoxiang, and he immediately looked up, his gaze became dull, and his hands stopped moving.

"Ah Fu, for...... For...... What, you're here?" Mo Xiaoxiang paused for a moment and asked with a slight trembling.

"Hehe, my young master Xiaoxiang. Reality is often cruel, and the original perfect plan was ruined because of those two people, alas...... It's good now, too. If Mofei is dead, there will be no one to stop me from making the Mo's family disappear from this continent!"

Is he really Ah Fu?" Mo Xiaoxiang shook his head. In everyone's memory, Ah Fu is a greedy person who is afraid of death and always makes stupid mistakes, and the fierce light in front of him invisibly gives people a chilling feeling.

"Since we've come to this point, I'm telling you something! Do you know why you suddenly lost the power of the Creator? That's because I'm going to force you home, and without your life as a threat, how could your father hand over that Divine Iron Fragment to me?" Every word he said, every word and sentence was like a knife into Mo Xiaoxiang's heart.

"No! No, you're not Ah Fu, what did you do to him? What did you do to him? Father, yes! It's a dream, it's all right when you wake up from the dream!" Mo Xiaoxiang looked a little hysterical, he didn't even want to believe the reality in front of him.

Ah Fu shrugged his shoulders and looked at the young man in front of him who was already a little crazy, he actually laughed, as if he was watching the funniest joke in the world, his smile looked a little arrogant.

"Young Master Xiaoxiang, let Ah Fu serve you for once, and send you off for the last ride!" A flying knife with a faint blue glimmer slid from Ah Fu's cuff and fell on his right hand.

Ah Fu was slightly moving, and the flying knife in his right hand was directly thrown by him, and the distance between the two was less than ten meters, and it could be seen from Ah Fu's projection that his blow had no possibility of missing at all.

The slender flying knife cut a beautiful blue phantom in the air, but unfortunately this graceful phantom was destined to a person's death.

I don't know why, Mo Tian, who was originally in a state of flux, suddenly woke up, and he blocked Xiao Xiang's body for the first time, and the flying knife with a blue glimmer was inserted straight into his chest.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped, drops of blood were suspended in the air, everyone's movements were stagnant, and the chair that Mo Tian had originally made was also crooked without making the slightest sound of landing.

But time is not something that can be violated by human beings at all, and a drop of blood has already stained Mo Tian's shirt, and his face has become pale with hesitation and excessive blood loss.

What Mo Tian showed was not an expression of fear of death, but an indifference of looking at everything in the world, which was a calm and peaceful expression.

"Xiao Xiang, Xiao Xiang!" his hand held his son behind him hard, showing a little emotion in that calm expression.

"Father, I'm here, father, I'm here!" Mo Xiaoxiang hurriedly leaned his father on him, his father's tall and strong and his own thinness seemed a little incongruous, but no one would care about this now.

"Xiaoxiang......! Guard...... Guard...... Dragon...... Long ...... "Mo Tian tried his best to tell Mo Xiaoxiang something with his last breath, but unfortunately God didn't seem to give him this time.

"No~~ Father...... Father ...... "His own father, died in front of his eyes, he cried out in tears, and the breath of grief swept through the entire secret room.

However, Ah Fu, the culprit on the other side, was as silent as if he was enjoying a big play, and he even had an inappropriate smile on his face.

"Young master, you have to thank the master for letting you live a little longer. But don't worry, I'll reunite you father and son in a moment. Another throwing knife appeared on his right hand.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoxiang has lost his mind, he doesn't think about Ah Fu's words at all now, the second uncle is dead, his father is dead, all of this is actually done by Ah Fu, who is by his side every day and thinks he is his best friend.

The betrayal of relatives, the betrayal of friends, the death of his father, Mo Xiaoxiang went crazy. He laid down his father's body, and the sword of the Holy Flame that had been given to him appeared in his hand.

Mo Xiaoxiang doesn't know how to use swordsmanship like the sacrificial priest, but all weapons have a common usage, that is, slashing and smashing. The long sword that rose with the power of the Holy Flame was like a war knife in Mo Xiaoxiang's hands.

He clenched his right hand, ignoring the dagger that flew towards him, and rushed towards Ah Fu in front of him.

Mo Xiaoxiang, who was under the anger, could be said to be full of flaws, and his movements were wide open, especially the position of the heart on his chest, as if he was deliberately left to the other party.

Compared with Mo Xiaoxiang's irrationality, Ah Fu Ke is different, he sneered, and the flying knife flew straight towards Mo Xiaoxiang's chest, just when Mo Xiaoxiang was about to walk in front of Ah Fu, he stopped his movements directly with a sound of "poof~".

The knife plunged straight into his chest, and the blood fell to the ground drip by drop along the blade, and he suddenly felt that his surroundings became cold, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Death, is this what death feels like?" Everything around him became illusory, and the originally dim secret room became a white world.

"Xiaoxiang, are you willing? I can fulfill your wish!" In the white world here, I don't know where this voice came from.

"Who? Who are you, pretending to be a ghost and giving it to me!" Mo Xiaoxiang looked around, but he didn't see any figure at all.

"Isn't I right in front of your eyes?" At this time, Mo Xiaoxiang's body was suspended in the air, and a whole gray-white light burst out from his body.

Ah Fu, who was standing at the entrance of the secret room and was about to leave, hurriedly turned around, he didn't even believe what was happening in front of him.

The corpse, which was no longer lifeless, actually floated in the air, and under the burst of light on his body, the flying knife actually fell off and fell directly to the ground, and the wound on his chest was healing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and at the same time, his originally bloodless face gradually became alive.

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