Ah Fu couldn't believe the scene that appeared in front of his eyes, why did a cold corpse have such a big qualitative change, could there really be such a thing as resurrection?

"Since you are not dead, then let you die a little more!" The three flying knives in his hand were thrown directly at Mo Xiaoxiang who was suspended in the air, and since the distance between the two was not far, he knew that it was impossible for the other party to dodge.

But what he didn't expect was that when these three flying knives approached Mo Xiaoxiang, the light on the other party's body was generous, like the light of the gods descending from the earth, and the three flying knives disappeared without a trace in this burst of light.

The explosion of energy exploded like a bomb and shattered Mofei's hut.

"What kind of power is this!" Leng Wushuang hurriedly turned around, looking at the figure of ten thousand rays of light blooming under the hut, she couldn't help but feel a chill behind her.

With her insight, that terrible force was simply not something she could resist, and the light of hesitation was too strong for her to see who it was, and how she was going to leave with the sacrifice if the other party rushed towards her.

Before deciding whether it was friend or foe, Leng Wushuang decided to keep a distance and observe quietly.

In the chamber, the crumbling rocks of the hut turned into powder when they hit the light.

But Ah Fu was not so lucky, because the previous explosion directly catapulted him into the corner under the impact, and the rolling rocks and dust completely drowned him.

Mo Xiaoxiang's eyes turned completely white at some point, and the surface of his body was covered with gray scales, and a thick tail behind him danced a few times from time to time.

At this moment, Mo Xiaoxiang is like a level 8 demonic beast that has not completely transformed into a human being, and it makes people a little cautious to look at it, especially his silent expression and the white eyes without black pills, which are even more terrifying.

He raised his right hand slightly, a few meters away, and shook it hard towards the rocks stacked together in the corner, and an invisible force directly turned the gravel that pressed Ah Fu into powder. Ah Fu didn't faint under the falling rock, he was staring at the monster in front of him.

"Tell me, who sent you, and what is your purpose?" Mo Xiaoxiang's lips moved slightly, as if he was speaking softly, but otherwise, his voice would be like a living thing, and it would go directly into the other party's ears.

"Uh...... Yes...... Mo ~ Mo ~ Mo family, I can't imagine it! The biggest secret of the Mo family is ...... It turned out to be a half-beast person hidden, but the treasures of your Mo family have been transported away, forgive me Young Master Xiaoxiang, I ...... I...... cough...... "Ah Fu doesn't have a strong combat power like others, and his body is only stronger than ordinary people, otherwise how could Sacrifice and Leng Wushuang not notice his abnormality?"

As he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his life came to an end in the dusty chamber. From his last look, what Mo Xiaoxiang saw was no longer cold, but that Ah Fu, whom he knew well, had returned.

Drops of tears slipped down the corners of Mo Xiaoxiang's eyes, and the Mo family died! The murderer turned out to be his second uncle and his most trusted friend, and he didn't know what he would do in the future!

Leng Wushuang in the distance slowly approached Mo Xiaoxiang, this was the first time she had seen this situation, judging from this powerful force alone, Mo Xiaoxiang would definitely not be inferior to the sacrifice, but why did his body change?

"Xiao Xiang, are you Xiao Xiang?" Leng Wushuang asked tentatively while keeping a certain distance.

Mo Xiaoxiang raised his head slightly, he glanced at Leng Wushuang, and then his gaze fell on the sacrificial body in Leng Wushuang's arms.

"Sister Wushuang, is the master okay? I'm sorry, I got you involved in this disaster and almost cost you your life. There is a great contrast between the current Mo Xiaoxiang and the Mo Xiaoxiang who Wushuang knew before, both in terms of demeanor, tone, and appearance, which made her stunned for a moment.

"Xiaoxiang, what's wrong with you, how did you become like this?" After Wushuang confirmed that it was Mo Xiaoxiang, what she wanted to know most was why he had undergone such a mutation, which was not the level that the caster's equipment and the caster's additional skills could reach.

"Sister Wushuang, can you promise me not to tell the master about this?" Human eyes are like windows to the soul, and Mo Xiaoxiang's eyes have turned white, and he can't see what he wants to express at all. But Leng Wushuang didn't have any reason to refuse him.

"Xiaoxiang. I promise you!" Leng Wushuang has always said the same, in Mo Xiaoxiang's heart, although this master and this Wushuang sister have not been together for a long time, but he trusts these two very much.

He smiled slightly, his lips moving a few times, and his words were as light as a breeze blowing.

"You...... What do you say? You say you're an orc now?"

Orcs are a special race, they are the product of a combination of humans and monsters, no one knows where this race came from, but it has not been unseen in the long course of history.

It is said that orcs not only have stronger strength and longevity than humans, but also take into account human intelligence, and every orc is a natural warrior.

Mo Xiaoxiang nodded, he didn't say much, he only hoped that Sister Wushuang and the master could accept such a self now, because now they are the only relatives who can be called relatives.

Leng Wushuang seemed to realize that her surprise was a little out of place, she pointed to the sacrifice and said, "Let me tell you a secret, this master of yours is much more powerful than you! In his last life, he was the god of this world, the real god!

Mo Xiaoxiang's face was covered with scales and looked a little stiff, as if he couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying, but from the corners of his slightly raised mouth, Leng Wushuang knew that he was laughing.

In Mo Xiaoxiang's eyes, he thought that Sister Wushuang was comforting herself, if her master was a god, then she was as good as an orc apprentice.

Xiaohu landed on the ground with Wushuang in his arms, Mo Xiaoxiang took a few deep breaths, and the scales on his body sank into his skin, and the original strong energy on his body disappeared without a trace with the submerging of the scales.

Mo Xiaoxiang slowly walked to the corpse of his second uncle Mo Fei, Leng Wushuang looked at his lonely expression, knowing that he didn't need to worry about anything about him, so he didn't say anything but watched his every move from the sidelines.

He picked up the body of his second uncle and walked back to the rubble where his father and Ah Fu were buried, and he put Mofei's body in it.

glanced sideways at Sister Wushuang beside her. Leng Wushuang nodded silently and didn't say anything.

The scales on Mo Xiaoxiang's arms reappeared, and with a wave of his hand, the rock tiles that were originally scattered around the secret room were like building blocks, filling the entire secret room one by one.

I don't know when there was an extra piece of thame in his hand, he looked at the emerald green in his hand like pearls and jade, and sighed lightly.

"Father, this is Henna, do you remember? When I was a child, you told me that the children of the Mo family must live as extraordinary as this Henna. Xiang'er is not filial, let this henna accompany you. With that, he stuck the thasome in his hand into the dirt.