Qixia peak, it is a good holy place in the human world, sitting in the southwest, facing the northeast, it can be said that it is "sitting on Jinluan, Napanlong, town pagoda, cornucopia", it is a piece of paradise of "backing the mountain high, the prospect is broad, the position is prominent, the wealth is widely accepted, and the health is forever safe", from the perspective of natural geography at that time, it can be regarded as a rare treasure land - the peak of the Demon Emperor's residence.

After Mu Xiao finished speaking, he waved his embroidered robe and motioned for Mo Yan to go down.

Although Mo Yan understood it in his heart, he didn't dare to reveal the news now, because if the emperor of the first realm died in the wrong, he would inevitably mess up the emperor's heart, just like a leaderless dragon with no direction.

On the back seat, Mo Yan sat cross-legged and took Mo Jing into his arms, looking a little heavy.

"Daddy, what's wrong with him?" asked Mo Jing innocently with wide eyes.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, Jing'er is good, grandpa may be tired. ”

Mo Yan gently stroked Mo Jing's little head, endured the pain, and said with a smile.

He knew very well in his heart that no matter who it was, this matter could not be easily spoken, his father was attacked by Mo Lan's jade flute, and even eroded his internal organs, this kind of vicious magic was originally a taboo in the magic world, and it would make the listener die, and now Mo Lan has done whatever it takes to learn forbidden art at all costs for the sake of his status.

The ministers continued, and there was no need to sweep away the wine for the trivial matter just now. Mu Xiao endured the pain in his heart and said.

"Father, the repertoire of the sons and daughters ends with a performance, I don't know if you can be satisfied?" Mo Lan said coldly.

In order to convince the ministers, and in order to ensure the overall situation, Mu Xiao naturally did not say a word of no at the top, but said: "Really! I am fortunate to hear this beautiful song." ”

The kind of voice that makes people feel creepy is clearly sarcasm, living sarcasm, but to others, it is indeed a positive compliment.

"Your Highness has a good song~"

"Well, a good song with a beauty, a good wine is drunk~"

The ministers all said below, how could they possibly know how big these two lines of dialogue are. That pungent aura, in Mo Yan's opinion, filled the entire hall.

"Since the beautiful dance and music are all given to my father today, I don't think it's too early for now, and my son will retire first. ”

Mo Lan completed his purpose, then said goodbye to the minister, turned to leave, he came here today, not at all to celebrate his birthday, revenge and rebellion is his main purpose.

Mo Lan, tired of his father's preference, tired of today's birthday banquet, if it weren't for the purpose in his heart, this birthday banquet would definitely not have come to participate, for this action, he even planned for a long time, and the jealousy and grievances over the years broke out at this moment.

As early as many years ago, he already held a grudge, although he only hated it in his heart at the time, but he did not have the intention of killing his father, but his concubine often added fuel to the fire, which made today's tragedy happen, a prince who did not have his own opinions, how did Mu Xiao deliver this world to him.

Today's purpose is to kill his father and seize the throne, how can he be in the mood to enjoy any song and dance, all he thinks about every day is how to seize the position of this demon emperor.

The birthday banquet dispersed, and the ministers left their seats one after another......

"Everyone, go slowly, I won't send them one by one today. Mo Yan said with his fists clenched.

Looking at the backs of the ministers leaving, and the sound of talking and laughing, they must have been happy today, and the father returned to Qixia Hall to rest not long after Mo Lan left the palace.

Mo Yan waited until the end of the birthday banquet before he was completely relieved.

The palace and the Qixia Hall are not far away, a few minutes away, according to the words of the father and the emperor, Mo Yan came to the door of the Qixia Palace.

At the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, there is a black gold silk nanmu plaque, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances on the top of the inscription three big characters 'Qixia Palace'.

I don't know why, but a drizzle of rain fell in the sky, hitting my face and penetrating my heart, straight into the bone marrow.

The night of the sky steps is as cool as water, the red candles in the window are swaying, the drizzle outside the window is slanting, and the stagnant water is quietly dripping down the eaves, creating a circle of ripples on the ground, like sighing and retaining.

Mo Yan sighed, pushed open the creaky door, and hurried towards the main hall, his eyes staring at the rain flying outside the window from time to time. As the god of fire, he naturally doesn't need lights, just think lightly in his mouth, and a bright fireball appears in his hand to lead the way, and the entire corridor is pitch black, except for the light illuminated under his feet, and the sound of water waves lapping on both sides from time to time, nothing can be seen clearly.

"Father, are you there?"

"Parent ......"

Just as Mo Yan was about to speak again, a rapid cough was heard from the far bed, and he rushed away.

Mu Xiao sat cross-legged, and behind the white tulle, he could clearly hear the faint sound of breathing.

"Father!"

Mo Yan could clearly feel the powerful magic, urging behind the tulle, the aura constantly fluctuating and the tulle slowly floated up, and Mu Xiao's pale face was like a shadow.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of bright red blood finally spat out and sprayed on the white tulle, instantly dyeing the entire white veil red.

"Father's ......"

Mo Yan exclaimed, and just as he was about to raise his leg forward, his father's voice came from behind the tulle.

"Retreat...... Stand back!Don't come here!" Mu Xiao said bitterly.

As he spoke, he urged the magic in his body and forced the devouring power in his body.

Maybe it was because the forbidden technique was too powerful, and after a few minutes of back and forth, Mu Xiao's magic was finally defeated by the attack of the jade flute, and a few mouthfuls of blood in a row even made him vomit and collapse, and with the blurring of vision, Mu Xiao finally fell on the bed.

"Plop. ”

With a dull sound, Mo Yan also followed to lift the tulle, and when he saw his father lying on the bed, he couldn't help but worry in his heart, too much blood dripped down the tulle, and his pale and colorless face gave people a feeling of impending death.

Mo Yan picked up Mu Xiao on the bed with one hand, and cried, "Father...... Father, what's wrong with you, don't scare me~"

Mu Xiao endured the heart-rending pain, raised his hand weakly, and caressed Mo Yan's face, which had no warmth, as desolate as a dead man.

"Child, I'm afraid my father won't be able to hold on tonight, the forbidden art in the human world is really powerful, with my current magic skills, I can't suppress the pain of invading the lungs at all, I am very aware of my physical condition now, I'm afraid that time is running out. Mu Xiao said weakly.

"Father...... Father...... Father, don't leave me. ”

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Mu Xiao coughed twice, thick blood splashed on Mo Yan's robe, and then said, "Actually...... This ending was already expected by me, people will eventually die, you don't have to feel sorry for me, you and Lan'er are both flesh and blood of your father, no matter which one is my beloved, on weekdays, your father doesn't care about your brother, it's not that he doesn't reuse him, but wants him to have a better change, this matter, you ...... You can't blame your brother entirely, perhaps, people's hearts are like this, they tend to be distorted over time...... Cough...... Ahem......"

"Father...... Father, don't say it, I understand...... Yan'er understands everything. ”

Mo Yan's eyes were already red from crying at this moment, the pain was heartbreaking, there was nothing to compare, Mu Xiao had a mouthful of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his breath slowly became weaker.