"It's strange, you kind of waste, you can actually kill them?"

A gloomy voice sounded, echoing in his ears, a hand stretched out from behind Mo Qiunian, caressing his cheek, his tone was very soft, but the sword against his neck was cold.

"Why?" Mo Qiu didn't reply, just asked coldly.

"Young master, there are not so many whys in this world, some are just your life and death, just like now, you die, I live, haha. ”

There was a pop, and blood splattered.

The man's eyes widened, and he looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief, and at this time he also wanted to ask, why?

"What's wrong with it, you have to use my sword?" Xiao Shu sneered, he thought that the Red Leaf Sword had been lost a long time ago, but it was actually lost at this moment.

What Xiao Shu didn't know was that on the day Mo Qiunian was born, a scarlet thin sword fell from the sky, penetrated the roof and nailed it to the edge of the bed.

As if he had found an outlet, Mo Qiunian turned around suddenly, pressed the assassin who had not yet been angry against the wall, pulled out the red leaf sword inserted in his chest, and stabbed him in the chest like crazy, every time he tried his best, even the wall behind him was stabbed into a honeycomb.

Xiao Shu didn't stop him, and it was best for Mo Qiunian to find a point to vent at this time.

It wasn't until the person was completely angry and fell limply against the wall that Mo Qiunian stopped, he took a few steps back in despair, fell to the ground, and the Red Leaf Sword came out of his hand.

The heart-rending cry, the unstoppable pain, intensified, as if he had just reacted, as if he had stabbed himself, maybe he was right, there are really not so many whys in this world, some are just life and death.

Hate may be a negative emotion, but more often than not, it is precisely because of hate that people do not die in peace.

When Mo Qiunian finally calmed down, Xiao Shu asked, "Someone once told me that everything in the world has cause and effect, rich or poor, life or death, in fact, it has long been predestined, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it, I only know that I survived, so no matter who it is, today's revenge, I Mo Qiunian will get it back no matter what!" At this moment, Mo Qiunian seemed to overlap with Wang Han.

"I don't want to interrupt you, but I still want to tell you that if you stay here and get sexy, you'll die. Xiao Shu still poured a basin of cold water on him, in case this young master who didn't know the height of the sky couldn't think about it for a while, and continued to wait here for the other party to come to him.

No matter how ugly these words are, they are all facts, revenge is not just words, a young master who doesn't understand the way of spirituality at all, no matter how much he wants to take revenge, the other party can't stand and kill you, this kind of thing has never been able to get his wish by relying on a lot of blood, of course, Mo Qiunian is also very clear, and finally bowed to the corpse of his parents twice, took off a black jade ring from his father's middle finger, and put it on his hand, but because of the size, he can only wear it on his thumb.

Immediately went to his room to change a set of clean clothes, and immediately left the Mo family, he wanted to go to Lingwan to find his sister Mo Ling'er, he couldn't practice Lingdao, but Mo Ling'er was a genius, and it was a fantasy to want revenge on his own now.

"This sword and this string of prayer beads are yours?" Mo Qiunian looked back at the red leaves hanging behind him, and his heart was inexplicably a little stunned, this big night, he hadn't entered the town yet, there was no one on the road, and he even killed a person with his own hands just now, but this sword floated silently behind him, which always made people a little uncomfortable.

He has always been very curious about this sword that is worshiped by the clansmen as a divine soldier, but because there is always a thunderbolt on it, no one has dared to touch it over the years, it is said that when he and his sister were born, they fell from the sky, and a string of prayer beads that he was still holding in his hand when he was born.

At the beginning, the red umbrella scabbard was destroyed under the thunder, and only the red leaf sword was left at this moment, Xu heard Mo Qiunian's words, and a little spiritual light appeared around the red leaf sword, constantly gathering together, and after a while, it turned into a looming red umbrella, hanging in front of Mo Qiunian.

"Take it. Xiao Shu said a little tiredly, of course this red umbrella was not naturally conjured, but he spent a lot of effort to condense spiritual power, if it weren't for the abundant spiritual power of heaven and earth here, it would not be so easy.

"Are you a spirit priest?" Mo Qiunian hesitantly grasped the handle of the umbrella, although he had killed a person with this sword just now, the subtle purple thunder and lightning of this sword body always made him a little afraid.

"It's not. ”

"Only a spiritual person can manipulate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and you obviously are. Mo Qiunian retorted.

"I'm not from the Ethereal Spirit Realm, do you think I'm a spirit priest?" Speaking of which, when that person saw me and shouted an outer demon, and then committed suicide, do you know what the reason is?" Xiao Shu said.

"What do you mean, I don't know. Mo Qiunian shook his head, this name was the first time he had heard it, but it actually made the killer so scared that he committed suicide, and it was not a good thing to think about.

"Aren't those people spiritual warriors?, why do they look so weak?" Xiao Shu felt a little strange, since the people in this realm majored in spiritual path, even if they were hindered by their natural physique, they couldn't all be as powerful as the legend, but they shouldn't be so bad, they actually had no power to resist.

"Why should a really powerful spiritual warrior hide it, not to mention our Mo family, no matter how powerful the family is, I don't dare to offend them, even if these killers have cultivated the spiritual path, they are just scratching the surface, they are not spiritual warriors at all, and they just know some indiscriminate methods. Mo Qiunian's words revealed yearning and worship for the spirits, and by the way, he also despised those killers.

"Is this an umbrella? It looks so strange, are all your umbrellas like this?" Mo Qiunian asked puzzled.

"I think you're dressed more strangely. ”

The Mo family is only half a mile away from the town, and after chatting, the two have already arrived in the town, and now Xiao Shu can be said to have opened his eyes, at first he didn't think that although Mo Qiunian was dressed very strangely, and the family's house structure looked very strange, but it was still not beyond Xiao Shu's imagination, but it was normal to feel different worlds and different clothes and houses.

But the scene in front of him made Xiao Shu stunned.

What are the things on this street, pale white balls of light are suspended on both sides of the street in rows and rows, on both sides are towering floors, which look as high as city walls, one after another windows are neat, and there is no window paper, under the reflection of the light, Xiao Shu can see that there is a layer of transparent things on it, which is not airtight.

It was already night, but there were still a lot of pedestrians on the road, coming and going, wearing such strange and gorgeous clothes, and even seven or eight people wearing brown high hats, leather pants, and long knives pinned to their waists, patrolling the streets in an orderly manner.

No one knew about the tragedy of the Mo family tonight, everything was so peaceful.

"This ...... What is it?" Xiao Shu didn't know what to say for a while, it was really beyond his imagination, he couldn't understand it at all, what were those glowing ones? Why could the houses be built like this? What were those shops selling?

"This is the town where I live, Lanyu Town. Mo Qiunian said as he walked towards the guards, although their Mo family is not a royal noble, but it is also a local force, and they are friendly with the mayor, today this kind of thing, can they take revenge and put it aside, they must first tell the mayor of the town, let him help track down the whereabouts of the murderer, three corpses, what should be able to be found.

"Huh, catch him for me!"

Before Mo Qiunian stepped forward, those guards saw him first, their eyes widened, and they took out the long knife at their waist and rushed towards Mo Qiunian, so frightened that passers-by on the street avoided one after another, for fear of getting into trouble.

Mo Qiunian was also confused, these guards were all flattering when they saw him on weekdays, why didn't he speak today, so he drew his knife first to arrest himself?

There was a sudden great force in his hand, and the red umbrella dragged Mo Qiunian to a dark alley.

"What are you thinking, hurry up!" Xiao Shu saw that he was still in a daze, and couldn't help but say out loud, even a fool could see that the other party didn't plan to let him go at all, and he had already been angry with these people.

Mo Qiunian only reacted at this time, seeing that those guards were chasing after him relentlessly, he turned around and ran towards the alley, fortunately it was not a big road, the alley was deep and secluded, and he couldn't catch up for a while, Mo Qiunian only felt that his heart was pounding, although he reacted slowly, but he was not a fool, and he also knew that this road would not work, let alone leaving the town now, it was difficult to even leave this alley.

"Where?"

"It's hard to find this place. ”

"I'll go back and call someone, the three of you continue to chase, a few of you stay at the mouth of the alley, don't let him escape. ”

"Yes. ”

Mo Qiunian vaguely heard the voice coming from behind him, and hurriedly covered his mouth, but he was not familiar with the alley here, this place was mostly a gathering place for thieves and homeless people, and the young master of his family didn't know the road at all, and he ran wildly for a long time, and he didn't know where he was for a long time, a single figure, and the footsteps were infinitely amplified, echoing in the alley.

There is always a fork in the road in front of me, I don't know how many times it is, like a labyrinth, there is no end, darkness and silence replace light and noise, and the surrounding buildings stand in the darkness, like hideous monsters, dark and strange.

But he didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he would see the guards with knives, and since he couldn't recognize the way, he just ran away, maybe he could always run out.

Dead End!

There was no pathway, only a hard, cold wall in front of you, a triangular cul-de-sac, a dark corner where even the sun could not shine.