The entire second floor of the Shanyuan Building echoed with Mo Heng's terrible screams, and Mo Hang, Mo Yang and the others were stunned, completely unable to believe what they saw.

The gust of wind blew, and everyone's backs were cold, and I don't know when, the clothes on the vests were already soaked with cold sweat.

"This, is it really that waste, Mo Zhiyao?" Mo Hang turned his stiff neck with difficulty, looked at the people around him, and what fell into his eyes was everyone's miserable and sluggish faces. Mo Hang knew that his face was the same as theirs.

"Little waste, you, you dare to hurt me! Lao Tzu will not let you go, and my father will not let you go!" Mo Heng, who was trampled on by Mo Zhiyao, had resentment in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the shock in the depths.

"Oh, then I want to see how you don't let me go!" Mo Zhiyao's expression remained unchanged, his eyes became colder, and the strength under his feet gradually increased.

Mo Heng had been trampled speechless, and his fierce look was replaced by horror, he had an intuition that Mo Zhiyao really wanted to kill him.

For the first time, Mo Heng felt that he was so close to death, and the desire to survive finally took over, but unfortunately, his face, which was trampled on, was no longer able to say a word.

And the Mo Hang and the others around were all silent, and they didn't even dare to come out, let alone go up to help.

"Huh!" a strong wind slammed into Mo Zhiyao.

Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, raised his arm, and punched the force that hit his side.

"Peng!" The muffled sound of the exchange sounded, Mo Zhiyao's figure flickered, and the soles of his feet on Mo Heng's face also lifted and took a step back.

Mo Heng, who was alive from the dead, let out a violent cough, blood spurted out, and the ground was shockingly mottled.

Mo Zhiyao's heart froze, the strength of this blow seemed ferocious, but in fact, it was just right, and it did not hurt himself by half a point. It seems that the person who shot just wanted to force himself back and save Mo Heng.

Mo Zhiyao looked up, and on the steps leading to the third floor, there were three people standing in front of him and behind him. The two people in front of them, one short and fat, the other smiling, with crooked eyes and invisible pupils, give people a sense of closeness. This person, when Mo Zhiyao was young, he had met him at this time when he came with his father, so he recognized that it was the owner of Shanyuan Building, Fu Kuan.

The person next to Fu Kuan has a strong figure, broad shoulders and thick arms, and a resolute face. Looking at its slightly flicking sleeves, it is obvious that he has just made a move.

At the first step behind the two, there was a young man wearing a moon-white costume, but he was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face, and his long black hair was tied with a jade belt on the top of his head.

This teenager is by no means ordinary!

The condensation of the magic pattern made Mo Zhiyao have an intuition beyond ordinary people, and the young man opposite made Mo Zhiyao feel an indescribable sense of oppression. This feeling only came to Mo Zhiyao when he fought with the demon beast for the first time.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, hiding the shock in his eyes, and his expression was as usual on the surface, without revealing the horror in his heart.

"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter made Mo Zhiyao withdraw his gaze at the young man in Chinese clothes. Fu Kuan, who was smiling, stepped down the steps and came to Mo Zhiyao, and the strong man beside him followed closely behind.

"This little brother, the right person is in a hurry, my subordinates rashly acted, if there is something offended, I will accompany him. Fu Kuan looked at Mo Zhiyao and said with a smile.

Fu Kuan was so polite, not only Mo Zhiyao was stunned, but even Xiao Ran behind him showed a trace of astonishment on his face.

Although Fu Kuan's power is not as good as the four major families, it is also a big one, with years of hard work, and the relationship with the four major families is also intertwined, and his strength should not be underestimated, and there are signs of becoming the fifth major force.

Mo Zhiyao is just a little-known hairy boy, Fu Kuan is so polite, he can't help but make everyone, including Mo Zhiyao himself, stunned. It's just that among these people, there is no such thing as the young man in fancy costumes.

Mo Zhiyao retracted his mind and looked at Fu Kuan, his expression was still cold, but the red glow in his eyes had disappeared and he didn't show it at all.

The blow of the right talent made Mo Zhiyao's murderous intent fade a lot, and his reason was restored. If Fu Kuan takes a few breaths late, I'm afraid he will be in a big disaster. Mo Heng died when he died, and the key was that Mo Zhiyao would never have the opportunity to enter the Mo family ancestral hall and worship his father.

Exhaling slowly, Mo Zhiyao bowed slightly, gave a salute, but did not speak.

"Little brother, I don't know what misunderstanding you have with Young Master Mo Heng, you actually do it here? I hope it will be on my face, how about I uncover it for the time being? Little brother, even if the meal money just now is in my account, it should be a little bit of heart from me. Fu Kuan originally wanted to shake hands and make peace, but glanced at Mo Heng, who was lying on the ground, and temporarily changed his words and changed his words.

Both arms are discounted, how to "shake hands and make peace"?

Mo Zhiyao nodded when he heard this, took a deep look at the young man in Chinese clothes who was also looking at him, and turned to leave.

broke Mo Heng's arms, and Mo Zhiyao was also a little out of the evil anger of the year. And Mo Zhiyao has other thoughts in his heart, Mo Heng insulted himself and his father like that, this price is definitely not enough!

Looking at Mo Zhiyao's departing back, Fu Kuan's narrowed eyes swept a trace of essence, and he glanced at Mo Heng, who was lying on the ground and wailing miserably, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth. "Mo Zhiyao, that waste that can't even condense a human pattern? Hehe, it seems that the Mo family is going to have a good show. ”

Mo Heng's voice before was not too loud, but it was definitely not small. Mo Zhiyao's name, Fu Kuan naturally heard it in his ears, as for Xiao Ran, it was just a new escort recruited by Fu Kuan, and he didn't know the situation of the Mo family at all, so he didn't know Mo Zhiyao's "big name" back then.

"A few of you, why don't you hurry up and help your young master Mo Heng to heal, can you just look at it like this?" For the group of Mo family teenagers who stood aside and haven't come back to their senses until now, Fu Kuan doesn't have such a good attitude.

Hearing Fu Kuan's words, Mo Hang and the others reacted, hurriedly stepped forward, raised Mo Heng, who was wailing, and left the Shanyuan Building in embarrassment, and rushed to the clan.

Turning around, Fu Kuan happened to catch a glimpse of an inexplicable smile on the lips of the young man in Chinese clothes, and he knew it in his heart, and it seemed that he had the same thoughts as himself.

"Young Master Jun, don't let these little things sweep away your Yaxing, let's go upstairs and continue drinking. Fu Kuan said with a smile. The young man surnamed Jun nodded when he heard this, turned around and walked upstairs.

Out of the Good Fortune Building, Mo Zhiyao walked towards the Mo family's mansion in the east of Iwacheng. However, they did not enter through the main entrance, but walked around to the back door.

Several guards guarding the back door saw Mo Zhiyao, who was dressed in animal skins, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes, but they didn't ask anything, and let him in directly.

This made Mo Zhiyao sigh in his heart, it seemed that he had been away from home for a year and had not attracted the attention of the clan. Otherwise, those guards should never have reacted like this, thinking that they didn't know that Mo Zhiyao had disappeared at all.

For a waste, those big people in the clan didn't pay any attention to it at all. There should only be a limited number of people who can know that they are missing, such as Elder Xuanyu, who has always cared about him, and Mo Heng, who has malicious intentions towards him.

Entering the Mo Mansion, Mo Zhiyao did not rush to the ancestral hall, because tomorrow was the death anniversary of his father Mo Cang, but went straight to Elder Xuanyu's residence.

In the past few years of disappearance, Elder Xuan Yu must have been anxious, and of course Mo Zhiyao had to pay a visit first.

Elder Xuanyu's residence, although it is also an inner courtyard, is extremely close to the back mountain, and the environment is also extremely quiet. When he came to the door, before Mo Zhiyao could speak, the guard standing at the door showed a look of surprise, and asked with some surprise: "You, are you Young Master Zhiyao?"

Only here with Elder Xuanyu will someone call Mo Zhiyao "Young Master".

Mo Zhiyao nodded and said, "It's me, I want to see Elder Xuanyu." ”

"Wait a minute, the villain will go to the communication right away. The guard saluted and hurried in. In just a moment's effort, a figure quickly rushed out of the door, with an excited look on his face, it was Elder Xuanyu.

"Child, is it really you?" Elder Xuanyu grabbed Mo Zhiyao's shoulder, with ecstasy and disbelief in his eyes.

"Elder Xuanyu, it's me!" Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly reddened, after his father's death, Elder Xuanyu could be said to be his only relative.

"Child, where have you been this year?" while looking at Mo Zhiyao carefully, Elder Xuanyu asked.

Mo Zhiyao removed the sparkle from the corner of his eyes and said softly, "Elder Xuanyu, let's go in and talk." ”

"Oh, you see me as an old fool, I'm so excited to see you come back that I forgot about it. Elder Xuanyu patted his forehead, then took Mo Zhiyao's arm, and the two entered the gate together.

When he came to the room, Elder Xuanyu first asked people to serve some fruits and other things, and then all the subordinates were dismissed, and only he and Mo Zhiyao were left in the room.

"Kid, where have you been this year?" Elder Xuanyu looked at Mo Zhiyao and asked urgently. "After I left that day, I went to see you again after a month's time, but I couldn't find you, thinking that something had happened to you, I personally searched the entire back mountain. ”

"As a result, I didn't get anything, I was so anxious to die at the time, I wanted to tell the patriarch, but I remembered the faces of those people, alas!" Speaking of this, Elder Xuanyu had an angry look on his face.

Mo Zhiyao knew in his heart that he was just a useless waste, how could the clan take it to heart? It didn't matter if he was dead or alive.

The bitterness at the corners of his mouth slowly turned cold. There was a touch of coldness in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, clan, you will regret what you did before.

"So I didn't say anything, I just arranged for my henchmen in this vein to look around. Elder Xuanyu looked at Mo Zhiyao and continued. "I've been looking for nearly a year, and to be honest, I don't even hope anymore, I thought you"

"Kid, tell me quickly, where have you been for so long?" Elder Xuan Yu changed the topic and asked with a concerned expression.

"That's right, Elder Xuanyu. Mo Zhiyao sorted out his thoughts and recounted what happened after Elder Xuanyu left that day, but he concealed the things about the Ancient Demon Yuan and the Demon Decision. only said that with the help of that mysterious person, he could finally successfully condense the human pattern.

The matter of cultivating demons is too terrifying. Moreover, condensing the demon pattern requires killing, and even Mo Zhiyao himself is a little unacceptable. Therefore, as for the cultivation of the Demon Decision, Mo Zhiyao did not plan to tell anyone for the time being.

"Elder Xuanyu, look. Mo Zhiyao was in his left arm, lifted his cuffs, and under the operation of his spiritual power, three flashes of silver brilliance suddenly flashed, extremely gorgeous.