Mosan is gone.

Without saying a word, he knew that the words had come to this, and there was no need to say many things again.

Mo Zhai's point of view is very different from him, but Mo Zhai is the head of the family, so he can't dominate Mo Zhai's thoughts. In fact, he had also thought about the question, if he was Mo Zhai's elder brother, not Mo Zhai was his elder brother, would all this make any difference.

This is a very interesting question, just like the emperor and the crown prince, if the prince is not the crown prince, but the emperor, then will the original relationship between the emperor and the prince continue to exist? Of course, all this is just an if, and there is no basis in facts.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Zhai's steps were very light, and he walked without making the slightest sound.

He walked to the side of the Qinglian Sage, looking at the surprised expression of the Qinglian Sage, Mo Zhai didn't say a word, but he thought about it, and said again: "Are you surprised?" ”

"Yes."

Qinglian Saint nodded, the person standing in front of him was the strongest person in this continent, even if it was the strongest, he never thought that the words that the black-robed man said just now would actually be true.

The Nine Holy Demon Emperors, Murong Tianqi, and Duanmu Qinghui, these three people are all famous powerhouses in the Great Wilderness, and their strength is simply the peak existence in this Great Wilderness.

No one dared to offend the demon clan for no reason, precisely because of the existence of the Nine Holy Demon Emperors.

No one dared to offend the Murong family for no reason, precisely because of the existence of Murong Tianqi. Baidu search

No one dares to offend the Duanmu family for no reason, precisely because of the existence of Duanmu Qinghui.

The status of these three people in the Great Wilderness is no less than the status of the emperor in the world. But these three people, joining forces, in front of the man named Mo Zhai in front of them, turned out to be just a group of rabble.

"Perhaps, you are too strong. We are beyond the reach of the strong! ”

The Qinglian Saint was injured, his expression was very ugly, his lips were purple and black, obviously heavily poisoned, but even so, he still tried his best to keep his inner peace and said these words.

"Let's go back!"

Mo Zhai stretched out a finger and pointed at the wound of the Qinglian Sage, and then, I saw several rays of light pouring out from Mo Zhai's fingertips, and those rays of light showed a soft white, which looked very frivolous.

Those lights shrouded the wounds of the Qinglian Saint, and in just a moment, the wounds of the Qinglian Saint flowed out of a thick black blood, which was the toxin that had been smeared on the arrow just now and ingested into the body of the Qinglian Saint.

Now, Mo Zhai used the Dao method to force out the toxins in the Qinglian Sage's body, and the Qinglian Sage's lips quickly turned back to a somewhat blue color.

"Thank you."

Qinglian Sage trembled his lips, looking at the somewhat misty eyes in front of him, he didn't know what had happened to such a strong man to make such a powerful person show such a look.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that the Qinglian Saint's recovery was basically fine, Mo Zhai quickly raised his footsteps, picked up the Qinglian Saint with one hand, and ran in the direction of the Qinglian Gate. Mo Zhai's speed was very fast, just one step, it was a distance of several kilometers.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Zhai and the Qinglian Sage had already arrived at the Qinglian Gate.

"Qinglian, are you alright?"

Seeing Mo Zhai and the Qinglian Saint returning, the Qinglian Ancestor hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, he didn't expect that the people of the demon clan would actually aim their spears at the Qinglian Gate.

"It's okay to go back to the ancestor."

The Qinglian Sage stood up straight under Mo Zhai's support and responded.

"Then go and rest."

The Qinglian Saint looked very tired and injured, even with the protection of the Mo Zhai Dao Method, the Qinglian Saint still needed a period of time to recuperate, so the Qinglian Ancestor motioned to the Qinglian Saint to go and rest quickly.

In this way, with the support of his disciples, the Qinglian Saint was helped to the room to rest.

At this time, there were only a few people left in Qinglian Gate.

Qinglian Ancestor, Emperor Yan, and Mo Zhai, this is a conversation that belongs to the three of them. No, it was supposed to be a conversation between four people, but the other one was still sleeping in bed.

"Found the man."

Qinglian Ancestor took the lead in breaking the silence of several people, yes, that person should have been found by them.

"Where is she?"

Hearing Qinglian Ancestor's words, Mo Zhai's heart jumped a little, his mood became very excited, he looked at Qinglian Ancestor seriously, with some urgency on his expression.

"She's dead."

When he said this, Qinglian Ancestor's tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. In other words, this matter has nothing to do with Qinglian Ancestor.

"What?"

Mo Zhai's face changed suddenly, it was very ugly, and his low frowning brows were full of killing intent, "Where is she?" ”

The question Mo Zhai wants to know now is not whether his daughter is dead or not, after all, it is not necessarily his daughter, getting angry too early is not something that a person like him should do. So, he had to find out if that girl was his daughter or not!

If not, then everything is fine.

If so, there will be no rest on this day and on this earth.

"She's in Yan Country. But she's dead, and she should find a way to do something about it anyway. ”

Qinglian Ancestor bowed his waist, he watched Mo Zhai's expression change again and again, he knew that at this moment, Mo Zhai was already convinced that that girl was his daughter. After all, there are two things that once belonged to him in that girl.

Like jasmine, this is Mo Zhai's habit.

Parchment rolls, this is all that Mo Zhai has.

So when Mo Zhai saw these two things at the same time, he had already determined that it must be his daughter. But he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that his daughter was dead, he would rather die than his daughter.

He wanted to go and see if the dead man was his daughter. He hoped not! Because he really doesn't want to set off a big war that is enough to shock the Great Wilderness because of himself.

But if it's really his daughter.

Then, whoever does it dies! Whoever makes it die to die! Whoever sees it but does not prevent it from dying! Yes. All are going to die. That country, or rather, that race, all must die.

"Yan Guo, is it?"

In his memory, Yan Country was a small country around the Trial Forest, but after thinking about it, Mo Zhai began to feel that the possibility of his daughter being in Yan Country was still quite large. In other words, the odds of the dead girl being his daughter are still quite high.

Thinking of this, unconsciously, some tears slipped from the corners of Mo Zhai's eyes. A hero, a generation of Tianjiao, a peerless powerhouse, these are all the praises of others for Mo Zhai.

But such a hero, at this moment, is crying because he is not sure whether he really cries for his daughter's death, what a shocking thing this should be! Ruthless may not be a true hero, how can a poor girl not be a husband? This is Mo Zhai, a man with a true temperament.

Knowing where his 'daughter' was, Mo Zhai turned around slightly, he wanted to go, and he went immediately.

"I'll go with you."

Lin Feng walked out of the Qinglian Gate, he was sure that if Mo Zhai was allowed to go to the Yan Kingdom alone, if the dead Mo Dumping City was really his daughter, then the Yan Kingdom would no longer exist.