Chapter 319: Today Is Different than Before

The Qian family disciples looked terrified, but Mo Hua looked normal.

He had foundation-building consciousness, concealment skills, and the Water-passing Step. Facing ordinary Qi-refining cultivators, he could attack or retreat, and was already invincible.

Moreover, he also had spells and formations.

Now he was no longer the little formation master who could not learn martial arts, did not practice spells, and had a hard time escaping.

So when Qian Xing started a fight, he didn't even need to call for help, he could handle it himself.

They were just a few Qian family bastards who bullied others and bullied the weak and feared the strong.

They were neither sinners who killed people like crazy nor evil cultivators who were bloody and evil. They had no tacit understanding with each other, and their attacks were completely disorganized, so it was easy to deal with them.

And Mo Hua also wanted to test the power of his fireball technique.

Since he learned this fireball technique, he had never used it in actual combat.

Now he tried it, and the power was quite good.

Mo Hua nodded slightly, very satisfied.

But Mo Hua thought again, this fireball spell should not be so powerful.

This idiot of the Qian family, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't dodge or avoid, and even took this special fireball spell with his chest, which caused him to fall to the ground with serious injuries.

Mo Hua held back and didn't kill him.

He didn't want to cause any deaths, so as not to cause trouble for Zhang Lan and himself.

But these disciples of the Qian family were not good people either.

Today they can follow Qian Xing to bully this little cultivator of his, but tomorrow they may go to do evil.

Even if they don't kill him, some lessons are inevitable.

Mo Hua raised his hand and pointed, and began to condense the fireball spell again.

His spells condensed quickly and he was quick to attack. In just a moment, one fireball after another flew out.

Some of the Qian family disciples were knocked down by Mo Hua's fireball before they understood what was happening;

Some understood and wanted to run, but it was too late, and they were hit by the fireball and fell to the ground unconscious;

Some thought of a desperate fight and rushed towards Mo Hua, but his body movement was obviously not as fast as Mo Hua's, and he was hit in the face by the fireball and fell miserably;

Others had already run a long way, but were fixed by Mo Hua's water prison, followed by a fireball, and knocked down directly...

Fireballs flew everywhere, wailing came one after another, and the Qian family disciples fell to the ground one after another.

In a flash, Qian Xing was the only one left in the Qian family.

Qian Xing stood there stupidly, as if he felt like he was having a nightmare.

What happened just now?

The kid Mo Hua stood still, just raised his hands a few times, and released a few fireballs, and the family monks he brought fell one by one.

I want to get close, but I can't! Want to run away, but can't!

Qian Xing's expression changed drastically.

When did this little devil Mo Hua become so scary? !

"Am I still crazy and haven't woken up yet? What I just saw was just my illusion?"

"The one in front of me is not Mo Hua, but a monster in human skin?"

Qian Xing's pupils trembled violently, and he fell into deep self-doubt.

In a trance, Qian Xing looked up and saw Mo Hua smiling at him from a distance.

This smile was innocent, but with a hint of evil, so innocent that it was a little scary.

Qian Xing screamed and fell to the ground. He used his hands and feet to crawl a few times, but he didn't get up.

When he finally struggled to get up, he found that Mo Hua had stood in front of him silently without a sound.

Qian Xing shouted in a trembling voice: "Don't come over! Don't eat me!"

Mo Hua was slightly stunned.

Qian Xing's madness seemed to be cured, but it seemed not completely cured, and he would occasionally have some hypochondria. The fear in the dream still lingered in his mind, occasionally confusing him with reality.

Mo Hua wanted to say something, but suddenly frowned, took out the Qianjun stick, and swung it down with "a force of a thousand pounds".

The stick hit Qian Xing's arm, breaking his forearm and knocking off the talisman in his hand.

"Playing these tricks in front of me?"

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing with a smile.

Qian Xing gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and sweated on his forehead. He trembled and said, "You are... Mo Hua?"

He didn't believe it!

He was only crazy for a year or two, and when he woke up, he found that Mo Hua was not the Mo Hua he knew.

The little ghost who was pinched by his neck could actually play with him by himself!

And he couldn't beat Mo Hua, and the disciples he called couldn't beat Mo Hua, and the little tricks he played were also seen through by Mo Hua.

How is this possible?

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing in confusion, "Didn't your father tell you not to mess with me?"

Qian Xing was angry, his face was blue and purple.

His father told him.

Even the first thing he did when he woke up was to be warned by his father:

Don't mess with Mo Hua!

This not only did not dispel his thoughts, but deepened his hatred.

He is a direct descendant of the Qian family, his father is the head of the Qian family, and he has always been able to do whatever he wants in this small piece of land in Tongxian City.

Now he has been repeatedly defeated by a lowly casual cultivator.

What's worse, his father, Qian Hong, the head of the Qian family, not only did not help him get justice, but also warned him not to make trouble.

This made Qian Xing feel incredible.

They are the Qian family, when have they ever suffered such humiliation?

The more his father told him not to provoke Mo Hua, the more he wanted to kill Mo Hua to vent his hatred.

But now, Qian Xing finally understood why his father told him not to provoke Mo Hua.

Because he really couldn't afford to provoke him...

Mo Hua's expression made him unpredictable, and Mo Hua's methods also made him afraid.

Especially that innocent smile with a hint of evil, Qian Xing felt a chill in his heart when he thought of it.

Mo Hua held the Qianjun stick and looked at Qian Xing, wondering what he was thinking.

Qian Xing's face turned pale instantly, and he threatened sternly: "I am the legitimate son of the Qian family, you can't kill me!"

"Really?"

Qian Xing struggled to retreat, not caring about the pain of his broken arm, and muttered: "Don't come over!"

Mo Hua pretended to be gloomy and said: "I will ask you a few questions. If you tell the truth, I won't kill you."

Although he didn't want to kill Qian Xing, he just wanted to scare him and ask some questions.

Qian Xing gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay!"

Mo Hua thought for a while and asked: "Can outsiders enter your Qian family?"

"What outsiders?"

"Not from the Qian family."

Qian Xing said: "As long as there is a blood relationship or a close relationship, it's fine, but the treatment can't be good, and they will generally be classified as side branches."

Side branches are basically cultivators on the edge of the family.

"Have you seen strangers in the family?" Mo Hua asked again.

"There are many members of the Qian family, I can't possibly know them all."

"At first glance, they don't look like you. Are there any cultivators from the Qian family?"

Qian Xing frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Mo Hua glanced at Qian Xing coldly, "Are you asking me?"

Qian Xing felt a chill in his heart, and then he remembered that his life was in Mo Hua's hands, and he was the only one who could ask him questions, and he had no right to ask him anything.

Qian Xing said aggrievedly, "No."

Mo Hua looked cautious and said, "You just said that you couldn't possibly know all the people in the Qian family, so how can you be so sure that there are no outsiders?"

Qian Xing explained honestly, "It may be difficult to tell by appearance, but whether they are from the Qian family, whether they have lived in the Qian family for many years, and whether their behavior is in line with the family rules, these can be seen. Even if an outsider wears the clothes of the Qian family, his every move will seem out of place..."

Mo Hua's expression did not change, but he felt a little regretful.

If Qian Xing did not lie, and there were very few outsiders in the Qian family, then no evil cultivators should have entered, at least not on the surface.

"Then do the cultivators of your Qian family practice any strange skills?"

Qian Xing was slightly stunned, "Strange skills?"

"It means that it can absorb people's spiritual power, absorb people's blood, or collect essences and so on..."

Qian Xing sneered, "No matter how ignorant I am, I know that these are evil skills, which are expressly prohibited by the Dao Court. Why would the Qian family learn them?"

Qian Xing's tone was a bit weird.

Mo Hua hit him on the head with a stick and said unhappily:

"What are you sneering at? Watch your attitude!"

Mo Hua did not activate the formation, so the power of this stick was not great, just a little painful.

Qian Xing gritted his teeth again, obviously not convinced, but his tone was much more respectful, and he said honestly:

"The Qian family rules prohibit the practice of evil skills. Those who violate them will have their family tree destroyed, their surnames deprived, and they will be expelled from the family forever."

Mo Hua was a little surprised. This was a bit unlike what the Qian family did...

But this can also be used to deal with the Dao Court's ban, and it was added on the surface. As for what happened behind the scenes, it is unknown.

Mo Hua asked again: "Has your Qian family done anything bad..."

Mo Hua was halfway through the question when he suddenly realized that the question was useless.

The Qian family does bad things every day.

It would be strange if they didn't do bad things.

Mo Hua then asked a few more questions in a roundabout way, and Qian Xing answered truthfully, and it seemed that he didn't lie.

But Mo Hua still got nothing. He couldn't prove that the evil cultivator had entered the Qian family, nor could he prove that the Qian family had entered the Black Mountain Village.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't get anything out of him.

But it was true that although Qian Xing was a direct descendant, he was a playboy after all. Even if the Qian family had colluded with the Black Mountain Village, they would not tell Qian Xing about it.

Since he couldn't get anything out of him, Mo Hua could only let Qian Xing go and threatened:

"I'll let you go this time, but if you mess with me again next time, watch out for your life!"

Qian Xing showed joy on his face. He didn't expect that Mo Hua would really let him go.

Qian Xing nodded quickly, and then, regardless of his injuries and the Qian family disciples who were lying on the ground, whose lives were unknown, he ran towards Tongxian City.

Mo Hua looked at Qian Xing's back and shook his head.

Qian Xing really didn't treat people as human beings.

Not only did he not treat outsiders as human beings, he also did not treat even the disciples of the Qian family as human beings.

These disciples worked for him, and now they were seriously injured and fainted on the ground. He did not even look at them, but only cared about escaping for his own life.

He bullied others by taking advantage of his power, and was a weakling inside.

How could the Qian family produce such a waste?

Mo Hua felt a little emotional, and suddenly his heart moved, and he remembered what Qian Xing said to him with a ferocious face:

"I just need to take him to the mountain... let the monsters eat his flesh bite by bite, and let him die in pain..."

Mo Hua frowned.

The Great Black Mountain is dangerous, and Qian Xing does not look like he dares to enter the Great Black Mountain.

Moreover, the Qian family is not a monster hunter. They will kill people, but feeding monsters with people does not seem to be their style.

Qian Xing was running desperately, but he suddenly found that he could not move.

Light blue chains condensed around him, locking him up completely. Mo Hua dodged a few times and came to him.

Qian Xing said angrily: "You said you would let me go!"

"I'll ask you one last question..."

Mo Hua's eyes sank slightly, "When you were bothering me, did you say you would take me to the mountain to feed the monsters?"

Qian Xing's expression changed, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Yes!"

"Have you done this before?"

Qian Xing hesitated and said: "No."

Mo Hua was a little surprised and asked again: "Then did someone else in the Qian family do it?"

Qian Xing's heart was slightly trembling, and he also shook his head, but his eyes were evasive.

Mo Hua's heart gradually became firm, and his eyes gradually became sharp, "You saw the Qian family do this!"

Qian Xing forced himself to calm down and said: "I, I didn't!"

But his guilty look was simply an attempt to cover up.

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "Who is feeding people to the monsters?"

Qian Xing didn't dare to look into Mo Hua's eyes. He looked around and only said "no". Even if Mo Hua threatened him and said that he would kill him, he didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Hua couldn't ask, and he took a step back and said, "You don't have to tell me who it is, but you have to tell me what monster it is."

Qian Xing looked flustered. He didn't dare to say who it was, but he was afraid that if he didn't say anything, Mo Hua would really take his life.

This place is remote and uninhabited, which makes it easy to attack Mo Hua, but now it's also easy for Mo Hua to attack him.

Qian Xing hesitated for a long time, and finally the fear of death prevailed, and he stammered:

"It's... it's a pig."

Mo Hua's eyes flashed, "What kind of pig?"

Qian Xing hesitated for a long time and couldn't say it.

Mo Hua said slowly: "Is it a fat, big, stupid, bloody pig..."

Qian Xing looked shocked and horrified:

"How do you know?!"