Chapter Eighty-Four: The Black Hand Behind the Scenes

Wu Weiguo came in person, no matter how bold the Mo family was, they would not dare to openly confront it.

Therefore, Jianren is safe for the time being.

I wanted to reprimand the people of the Mo family, but as soon as he saw the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on Jianren's forehead, Wu Weiguo knew that he was not lightly injured. At this time, it is better to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Therefore, Wu Weiguo didn't say much, and motioned for Han Gui to hurry over to take care of Jianren.

The group soon left the Mo family manor.

"Shengnan, what's going on?" As soon as he got into the car, Wu Weiguo hurriedly asked Wu Shengnan to arrive.

"Grandpa, here's the thing. ............" Wu Shengnan told his grandfather carefully what happened.

"So that's the case!" Wu Weiguo frowned slightly after listening to Wu Shengnan's narration.

At this time, the horror in his heart was definitely not small.

First of all, it was the relationship between Jianren and Tang Shu, which really surprised him.

Secondly, it is the grudge between Jianren and the Mo family, it seems that this matter is not easy to solve.

Finally, and most importantly, is Jianren's injury at this time.

Hearing Wu Shengnan say, Mo Yujue once took out a small black gong, and after striking it twice, Jianren became like this.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, that little black gong must have been the legendary magic weapon. He didn't expect Mo Yujue to have a magic weapon in his hand at a young age.

Moreover, it seems that the power of this magic weapon is not small, otherwise Jianren would not be like this.

Thinking about it, Wu Weiguo felt that it was better to wait for Jianren to recover before making plans.

After all, as the head of the martial family, he must not be hasty in dealing with the Mo family.

However, he also thought about it. As long as Jianren said a word, he could deal with the Mo family without hesitation, at all costs!

The convoy soon returned to Wu Weiguo's villa, and after Han Gui helped Jianren into the room, he was "driven out" by Jianren.

"Is he okay?" Wu Weiguo saw Han Gui rushing out, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask him eagerly.

"I don't know, I don't think there should be a problem, right?" Han Gui said with a frown.

"Then let's wait!"

Wu Weiguo knew Jianren's temper very well, and he drove Han Gui out because he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

So, they can only wait now.

"They ......" Han Gui glanced at Gong Yuzhu and Tang Shu, who came back with them, and then whispered to Wu Weiguo.

"Alas, let them go!" After Wu Weiguo learned about the relationship between Tang Shu and Jianren, he really didn't know how to deal with this young "little master".

It's better to wait for Jianren to come out, ask him about his decision, and then talk about it.

Wu Shengnan and Gong Yuzhu have only met a few times, and as for Tang Shu, she has only met once or twice in the circle of celebrities in the capital, and she has never said anything.

However, as the host, he can't leave the other party alone, and can only say polite words to the two of them.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Jian Ren tried to suppress the surging source power. However, he tried several times, but without success.

"It's not a way to go on like this!" Jianren gritted his teeth, endured the inhuman pain, and began to think about countermeasures in his heart.

It is not a good thing to let the source force continue to rage like this.

You must know that the magic pill in his body is always looking for an opportunity to riot.

He can't let the Modan riot succeed, then he will lose more than he gains, and he will be controlled by the Modan and become a demon.

In the room, Jianren endured severe pain while trying his best to suppress the violent source force, and he didn't have the time and mind to care about what happened outside.

Gong Yuzhu and Tang Shu followed, and he didn't stop it.

For Gong Yuzhu, Jianren has nothing to say.

After the deceased, there were many things that happened later, and he couldn't ignore them.

As for Tang Shu, Jianren's heart was extremely conflicted.

The matter between him and Tang Shu always had a trace of guilt in his heart. Although he sent a lot of money to the other party, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

However, today's Tang Shu's approach made Jianren a little helpless.

Be angry, not really. If you want to say that he is not angry, he complains a little about the other party.

Anyway, he was very conflicted in his heart.

Inside the samurai villa, the lights are bright, and everyone is worried about Jianren.

In the Mo family manor, it is also brightly lit.

Mo Feng and Mo Liang both came here and sat on it.

In the row below stood Mo Jinjue, Mo Yujue and Mo Qiming.

"Yu Jue, you said that Jianren's strength is the same as yours, and he is the Great Perfection in the late stage of Bigu?" Mo Feng couldn't believe his ears, and confirmed with Mo Yujue again.

"Returning to my father, it should be like this!" Mo Yujue said respectfully.

Because he has been in Qilin Mountain for a long time, the tone and language he speaks continue the traditions of the ancient people, which the Mo family knows well, and it is not strange that after a long time.

"If that's what you said, then he can't be a casual cultivator!, but, how come I've never heard of a sect with such a person?" Mo Feng said with a frown.

He and Mo Yujue almost had the same idea.

Jianren has such a cultivation at such an age, no matter which sect he is in, it is a Tianjiao-like existence.

How could they not have heard of it?

If you want to say that he is not from any sect, he is just a casual cultivator.......

But that's a bit impossible!

Casual practice?

How could it be possible to cultivate to such an extent at such an age? This is simply impossible!

Therefore, the people of the Mo family are now confused, and they are confused by Jianren's identity.

"Qiming, who called you from the phone you received?"

Just when everyone was struggling with Jianren's identity, Mo Liang suddenly remembered this matter and hurriedly asked Mo Qiming to arrive.

"I don't know who the other party is, but ......" Mo Qiming was a little hesitant, not knowing what to say about this matter.

When Mo Feng saw Mo Qiming like this, he knew that there was something hidden in this matter, so he said to him: "But it doesn't hurt to say it, it's all a family, what is there to hide?"

"Uncle, that's right. They called me, only said a few words, and then sent me this picture. ”

As he spoke, Mo Qiming took out his mobile phone, opened a photo, and handed it to Mo Feng.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Mo Feng was a little surprised when he saw the photo in his hand.

This is a photo of Jianren and Tang Shu.

In the photo, the two are disheveled and kissing, and the location is very similar to the room of a hotel.

Who is the person who can get this picture?

Why did he send it to Mo Qiming at that time, which aroused Mo Yujue's anger.

It's all such a coincidence, is it just a coincidence?

Mo Feng didn't believe that this was a coincidence, behind this matter, someone must be deliberately manipulating.

However, for this person who was hiding in the shadows, Mo Feng had no clue at all.

"Father, I suspect that someone is behind this matter!" After Mo Yujue saw the photo, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, and the anger in her heart was a little uncontrollable.

He wasn't like that before.

In the past, Mo Yujue was unusually calm in the event of an accident, and she never got angry in front of others.

However, since he got the unknown magic weapon Little Black Gong by chance, his temperament has changed greatly.

He didn't know why.

However, he was reluctant to give up this mysterious magic weapon.

Since obtaining this mysterious magic weapon, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and it can be said that this is a rare magic weapon.

He didn't dare to tell his master about this, and the people of the Mo family didn't know the source of this magic weapon, so they all thought that it was given to Mo Yujue by Qilin Mountain!

"I've thought of that, too, but I don't have any clue right now. Can you think of who it is?" At this time, Mo Feng still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that Mo Yujue could provide him with a direction to look for, so he asked him.

"Back to my father, I am also confused, and I don't have a clue. ”

Mo Yujue told the truth, he really couldn't imagine who was secretly manipulating this matter, wanting to provoke himself, kill people with a knife, make himself lose his mind, and kill Jianren.

There was silence in the hall, and everyone was reminiscing about the whole thing, hoping to find a clue.