At this moment, the Mo family is already brightly lit. The ancestral hall of the Mo family is full of children of the Mo family.

"Miss Seven, haven't you come back yet?" asked a man in his fifties dressed in a purple costume and with silver hoop and hair.

"Not yet. We have already covered the faces of our family members with a cloth soaked in medicine to temporarily isolate the poisonous gas. Fu Xunling hurriedly replied. Fu Xunling is the head of the Mo family. He had never encountered such a big crisis, and it was clear that the people who attacked the town had been premeditated for a long time.

"Let the core clan members all enter the door of the Mo family's ancestral hall - Yaozhen Hall first!" Mo Daohan, the head of the Mo family, was also feeling palpitations at this moment.

"It seems that this Qingying Town is going to be destroyed. Fortunately, the ancestors began to establish this ancestral hall secret road. Over the years, it has quietly continued to build and expand. It's just little Mo, that kid. Where are you......" Mo Li watched as everyone went to gather in the Medicine Treasure Hall. A person looked at the ancestral shrine, slowly old tears, and knelt in response.

"The nineteenth head of the Mo family, Mo Daohan is not filial. can't bless the mineral veins handed down by the ancestors, only ask the ancestors to bless them, the seventh daughter, Mo Li. Ping An ......"

"It's best Xiao Mo, don't come back tonight!" Mo Daohan, who stood up, had a resolute look on his face. He took out a vermilion wooden box at the back of the ancestral hall. He took a piece of cyan iron from it and carefully placed it on his chest.

If you look closely, you can find out. This cyan iron block is actually somewhat similar to the red iron block on Tang Zui's chest.

When countless people, after inhaling poison gas to death. The poison gas also became thinner, which was paid for in death. Some sturdy men took up their own weapons. The war for life that began.

Some women, after losing their husbands or children, also grieve to pick up some farming tools or just pick up some rough wood. The meaning of their life is to teach each other husband and children, and a complete family is happiness. If the meaning of life is deprived and destroyed. Then they have to fight back with death!

This is the desire of life, the extreme of hatred.

Of course, an ordinary citizen would not pose too much threat to the members of the Poison Xuan Legion who were murderous and had cultivated the introductory alchemy technique.

But one doesn't work, ten! Ten doesn't, a hundred! While people close their eyes with hatred, more people take up arms and resist.

The desire to be born, the extreme hatred. This is the deepest instinctual consciousness of the soul.

"Wow, the bigger the resentment. The more beneficial it is for Lord Turbidity to collect souls. Go on a killing spree. Quack!" slaughtered, brutally using his fingers, crushing the neck of a newly-moon-old baby, laughing maniacally.

"Why are there so many fires and noises in the town!" Xiao Mo woke up Tang who was still asleep in the wilderness of the mountain.

"yes! Apparently, something is wrong with the town. ”

"No, I want to go back! I want to go home, find my mother!" Woo woo......" Mo Li, and cried as he spoke. The Champion streamed down his cute little face. She just wants to go home, she wants to see her parents, her family.

"Xiao Mo, we are here now, and we are the safest. You will only become dangerous when you go home. Tang was drunk and yelled. He can't let Xiao Mo be willful, this is not the time to be willful.

"I can't go back, if there is any crisis, my family has a secret passage that has been passed down from generation to generation. But, my father, if he can't see me coming home, he won't go through the secret passage!" Xiao Mo frowned, gritted his teeth, and relented. The right hand lifted the palm power and suddenly slapped on Tang's drunken neck.

Tang was drunk, and he didn't have time to say anything yet. Fell down on the grass in a dull way.

"I'm sorry, Brother Tang. The only set of boxing techniques I've ever learned is actually used on you. When you wake up, maybe we'll see each other for a long time, or we'll be separated from each other. I'm sorry for my father'......"

Wipe away your tears, don't let go of the bow knot made of brocade on your hair, and your long thick hair cascades down to your waist. The bow knot was gently tied around Tang's wrist.

Then, Mo Li, panting, lay on the fainted Tang drunk, pink and tender little face, revealing a trace of firmness. Gently drunk at Tang, he kissed lightly.

Sentimentality welled up in his heart, and Mo Li's tears flowed again.

"Goodbye, Brother Tang!"

Mo Li took a deep breath, and finally glanced at Tang drunk again. Mo Li, turned around and swept down the mountain.

The jade figure quietly went, and Tang was drunk and couldn't leave.

The difficulty of the town is fixed, and it is difficult to find a trace.

Chapter 3: Soul Eater

The mountain road is rugged, with shallow dew swaying in the moonlight. Crystal as tears, demon red as blood. In Qingming Town, there is no big sound at this moment, the quieter it is, the more Mo Li's heart hangs, he only hates that he didn't give birth to a pair of wings.

Mo Li's slender figure jumped between the mountains and rocks without a moment's pause. Mo Li's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which slipped quietly in the wind.

On the outskirts of the town, there are also people from the Poison Xuan Legion patrolling. In order to prevent the people of Qingyingzhen from escaping. After all, this killing, if it alarms some big forces, it is not good.

Two members of the legion were seen more than three hundred meters apart, looking for survivors. Mo Li, so he bypassed another place and went to the base of the town's city walls. Jumping into the city, he entered the city.

The scene that unfolded in front of Mo Li's eyes suddenly made this thirteen-year-old girl completely stunned.

Ruined houses, white walls, mottled with blood. A broken arm at his feet, and it can be seen that he still holds a hammer for striking iron tightly in the palm of his hand. The black nails were digging into the flesh of the severed arm's palm. The damp smell of the air was filled with the smell of killing.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of devastation. Mo Li, I can't imagine that this is still the Qingming Town where she has lived since she was a child.

"Home!" exhaled secretly, and Mo Li immediately rushed to his own home in the city. Using his familiarity with the town, he carefully avoided the scattered patrols of the Poison Xuan Legion.

No more. What about the Mo family.

"Master of the house, if you don't leave, it's too late! Most of these demons are starting to come. Miss Seven, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he should be fine. Fu Qianling, the housekeeper of the Mo family, said anxiously.

"Wait a minute, don't tell anyone other than the core people about escaping through the tunnels. Let them remain in the outer courtyard, waiting for the delay. Sacrifice them. Is this bloodline of the Mo family going to be destroyed in my hands!I have already sent the message to my fellow cultivators, they may be coming!" After speaking, Mo Daohan waved his robe hatefully. There were some warm tears in his eyes. In my heart, I silently prayed for my daughter's safety.

"Master, it's not good. The perimeter has already been attacked. More demons are slowly approaching the ancestral hall. A child of the Mo family, after saying it in fear, went straight and hid in the medicine hall in the ancestral hall.