Chapter 3745 Enemies Meet, Extremely Jealous
"Thief, return my son!"
A shocking roar resounded through the sky, anger and sadness even enveloped the ancient city of the Mo family thousands of miles away, the surrounding clouds were densely covered, the wind was rumbling, and the drizzle was drizzle.
"It's Elder Moyang Kuimo!"
"Come on, I'm afraid Moyu Qiancheng will not be so lucky this time."
"That's right, the two of them were facing each other back then, and now I'm afraid a life-and-death battle is inevitable."
"Mo Xuan's death was like a bolt from the blue to Elder Mo Yang Kuimo."
The Mo family were all silent, and no one dared to say a word. At this moment, Mo Yangkui stood on top of Mo City, wearing a green shirt, with a figure like a hook, with domineering sideways, and fury gleaming between his bushy eyebrows.
"Moyu Qiancheng! Moyu Qiancheng! It really was you, my son, who killed you?"
Mo Yangkui was furious, took a deep breath, and trembled all over his body. The greatest sorrow in the world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. The death of Mo Xuan made Mo Yangkui's face change. Feeling extremely lonely, and even aged dozens of years in an instant.
When enemies meet, Fei Wai is jealous!
Moreover, the pain of bereavement cannot be expressed in words. Mo Yangkui and Mo Yu Qiancheng are deadly rivals. For a hundred thousand years, they have not been able to forget each other, especially Mo Yu Qiancheng. He always remembers his elder brother How did he frame himself, and he did not hesitate to use his wife at the cost to seduce himself, and finally got the so-called genius reward, otherwise, what happened to him, the strongest genius back then?
The moment Mo Yu Qiancheng looked at Mo Yangkui, there was no trace of guilt in his heart. Mo Yangkui glared at Mo Yu Qiancheng and pointed at Mo Yu Qiancheng. The two Mohist geniuses who used to fight each other are now facing each other for life and death.
"I killed it."
Mo Yu Qiancheng said in a cold voice, and looked at Mo Yangkui without fear.
"grandfather……"
Mo Ling Dongchen wanted to speak, but Mo Yu Qiancheng stopped him behind him, and said in a low voice:
"I just wanted to go back to the Mo family and recognize my ancestors, but Mo Xuan obstructed me in every possible way. Even if I wanted to see the Patriarch, he refused to tell me. He wanted to fight me to the end and died in my hands." , and it should be taken for granted, everything is his own fault."
"Bastard! You shameless man,
The shamelessness back then is well known to everyone, but now it is so shameless that even my son will not be spared. Do you have to drag the grievances of our previous generation onto their next generation? "
Mo Yangkui roared angrily. As a father, the pain he felt was beyond words.
At that time, the Mo family let him live, but they never expected that after a hundred thousand years, their grievances would be forged again. I have to say that Mo Yangkui has gone completely crazy. That is his only son. Mo Yu Qiancheng obviously did it on purpose. Yes, he put all his anger on his son.
"You despicable and shameless villain, how can my Mo family tolerate you? You still want to return to the Mo family, and I will recognize your ancestors and return to the clan! You are a shameless person. Now you dare to kill people in my Mo family. I will definitely kill you in the world!" Here, the corpse is broken into thousands of pieces."
Mo Yangkui said tremblingly, no matter what Mo Yuqiancheng said now, he could not make up for the death of his son. Now he and this Moyu Qiancheng have reached the point of death and death, if it is not for causing trouble for himself, Why did he return to the Mo family again?
"Now you have finally got your wish and revenge, but you killed my son, and I won't make it easy for you."
Mo Yangkui and Mo Yuqiancheng were already at war, and their fighting spirit was soaring.
"Do you still want to quibble now? Moyu Qiancheng, my Mo family absolutely does not welcome you. Since you dare to kill people in my Mo family, then there is no need to be polite about our appointment."
"That's right, you clearly did it intentionally for the death of Moxuan's nephew, and you still want to shirk your responsibility? Killing people makes you live, "jian yin" robs you, you are such a thug, you will do everything you can, and now you want to renege on your debt. It is a shame for my Mohist family. It was the most correct decision to drive you out of the Mohist family back then."
The two elders around Mo Yangkui were very separated. Regarding the matter of Mo Yu Qiancheng beheading Mo Xuan, they all believed that Mo Yu Qiancheng did it on purpose, just to avenge the revenge of the year.
"No, it's impossible...my son, son..."
A purple light and shadow flew across and landed directly next to Mo Xuan, zhōng nián měi fù was dressed in mink fur, with an elegant figure, graceful and luxurious, but his eyes were already blurred, tears streaming down his face, and he knelt down on Mo Xuan. In front of Xuan, the feeling of being cut off from her heart and soul made her almost faint from crying.
"Mo Yuqiancheng! You executioner, what is the crime of my son? You want to kill me? Don't you know how to repent when the Mo family spared your life? You killed our son, and you did something to me back then. I, Yan Ying, can just swallow my anger and disapproval, but you won't even let go of my son, Mo Yuqiancheng, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you rest in peace."
The person who came was naturally Mo Xuan's mother, who was also Yan Ying back then. Mo Yu Qiancheng looked at Yan Ying silently, and she was no longer the young girl who lived and flew with him, or never was, it was just the girl they set up. full set.
"I said that I didn't want to kill him, but he was aggressive. If he insisted on fighting me to the death, I couldn't do anything about it."
Mo Yu Qiancheng said indifferently, but in the eyes of Mo Yangkui and Yan Ying, it was because of their own selfish desires that they killed their son. This Mo Yu Qiancheng definitely came prepared, and the target was chosen It is very clear that Mo Xuan is the only one.
"The matter has come to this, do you still want to quibble? No matter how clever you are, how can you shirk it away? Isn't my son's death what you did? You are so cruel. Mo Yuqian city."
Yan Ying's words are precious, and every sentence is heart-warming, but Moyu Qiancheng is no longer the young man who was at the mercy of others. If he wants to commit a crime, there is no reason to worry about it. Since they have identified themselves, what do they have? What can be quibbled about?
"If you kill it, you will kill it. There is no pity. This kind of person deserves to die without a place to bury him. He utters obscene words, overestimates his power, and death is his final destination. I killed Mo Xuan, I think If you want revenge, just come at me, my grandfather will never be with you despicable bastards."
Not to be outdone, Mo Ling Dongchen looked coldly at Yan Ying, Mo Yangkui and the others.
"Fine, fine, sharp-mouthed little doll, since you killed my son, then you can come and bury him with him."
Mo Yangkui clenched his fists tightly, and the battle was about to break out. The entire Mo family was also on guard, ready to strike at any time. 18