Chapter 802: The First Generation of Red Devils

There is also a small road that vehicles cannot pass on the winding mountain road section of Xishan.

The famous sword old man walked inside with Mo Fan and Mochizuki Qianxun. What is surprising is that there is still a small sacrificial spirit hidden in the small mountain rift. There are some flowers that have not completely withered on it. , obviously not long ago, someone came here to worship.

"At that time, I was just like you, reckless and reckless, and I didn't think about the consequences when I did anything. The boring life of Dongshou Pavilion day after day made us very curious about anything new. After the bead, I was very excited to take it out." The old man Mingjian raised a pot of wine, and slowly poured the shochu on the spirit seat.

Mo Fan leaned over to look and found a person's name engraved on the spirit tablet.

"Yiqiu?" Mochizuki Qianxun looked at the spiritual position in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Yes, he is actually the biological father of your elder brother Tsuruta. He is also my best friend." Said the old man Mingjian.

"Back then, you also brought out the Sublimation Evil Orb?" Mo Fan asked.

"This matter is also complicated to say. Qianxun's mother, Masako, was pursued by everyone in Shuangshouge back then... Uh, in today's words, she is a goddess. Tsuruta's father, Yiqiu, broke through the encirclement and won his Fangxin, there will be Hetian soon..." said the old man Mingjian.

"Stop, stop, stop talking about your old loves, I want to know about the last generation of Red Devils." Mo Fan seemed very impatient.

This matter is related to the bizarre death of Lingling's father, and Mo Fan is now eager to know the situation of the red devil. Having been with Lingling for so long, it is this dark red soul imprint that makes this little girl old-fashioned and depressed all day long. If I can find out this matter, I believe it will be the greatest spiritual healing for Lingling.

In Shanghai, Lingling assisted and helped herself regardless of any remuneration. Mo Fan felt that this was the only thing he could do for her.

It was also because I found this special dark red soul imprint by mistake this time. No matter what, Mo Fan had to find out the truth and give Lingling a big explanation.

"It was like this at the time. Yiqiu and I were the first to discover the Condensation Evil Bead. I informed Masako and Nobuko. Masako meant to inform the people in the clan, but Nobuko suggested that we refine the energy in it to improve our strength. Stand out from the crowd. We absorb and steal his energy. Since the four of us shared it equally, we didn’t find any abnormalities in him in a short period of time, and even improved his cultivation greatly. But then, I, Masako, and Nobuko began to have a big change in temperament At first, he took pleasure in killing monsters, and later he even started to kill the prisoners in Dongshou Pavilion..." said the old man Mingjian.

"You guys have been fascinated by the Sublimation Evil Bead.

" Mo Fan said.

"Yes, we are getting deeper and deeper, and Xinzi even suggested that more prisoners be imprisoned in the Dongshou Pavilion, so that the Ninghua Xiezhu can absorb enough soul power and provide us with even stronger power." The old man Mingjian seemed a little unwilling to bring up the past again.

During that time, he lost his mind and really did a lot of things that he would be afraid of even thinking about it now. That kind of cruelty, that evil thought, infinite growth, infinite power, took root in the depths of their hearts...

"Then how did you get rid of it?" Mo Fan asked.

It can be seen that this old sword man has become more gentle and charitable because of this incident back then.

"It's Yiqiu. He is the most sensible of all of us. After realizing that this evil bead is actually the condensate of death in the souls of all prisoners, he began to prevent us from continuing to practice with the sublimation evil bead... Sigh, We were indeed completely lost at that time." The old man Mingjian let out a long sigh, expressing endless sadness and regret.

"So you killed him?" Mo Fan said.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mochizuki Qianxun glared at Mo Fan.

"In fact, we did that. The three of us planned together to kill Yiqiu who prevented us..." The old man Mingjian's voice became extremely low, and he didn't even dare to look at Mochizuki Chisun.

"What... did you kill Tsuruta's father, including my mother?!" Mochizuki Chikaru exclaimed suddenly.

At that time, Kazuki and Masako were husband and wife. The mother in Mochizuki Chikaru's impression was the kindest and gentlest woman in the world, and it was impossible to do such an extremely cruel and twisted thing no matter what.

The famous old man knew that Mochizuki Chisun had a hard time accepting this fact, but he had to tell the truth: "Actually, it was her suggestion... Oh, you don't need to have too much grudges against your mother, she is more lost than We're deeper. I think you know that feeling."

Mochizuki Chikaru recalled the scene where he shot an ordinary person, and it was indeed not himself at all.

"It's scary to think about it carefully, the person next to your pillow wants to kill you..." Mo Fan sighed.

"Fortunately, Yiqiu is an extremely smart person. He has sensed our intentions. We thought he would leave us, but he didn't. He stole the Sublimation Evil Orb and kept that terrifying thing far away. He was taken far away from us. Back then, we hunted him down because we all felt that he wanted to take this treasure for himself. We were very angry and very angry. Originally, he was cornered by us, but he disappeared for some reason. Since then, we have never seen Yiqiu again. As time passed, our minds gradually became clear. Your mother Masako also blamed herself for this incident and passed away early. Masako and I dare not mention this However, I don’t know how to repay the guilt for Yiqiu.” said the old man Mingjian.

I don't know how many years have passed, from a young man to an old man, but what happened back then is still vivid in my memory, and looking back now, Mochizuki Mingjian can't help the corners of his eyes getting wet.

"That's why you care so much about Tsuruta?" Mochizuki Chikaru said.

The old man Mingjian nodded, took a deep breath and said, "Yes, the only thing we can do is to take care of his children, but unfortunately we woke up too late, and the original resentment was still spread on his children. Masako hated him even more... When Masako understood Yiqiu's sacrifice and suffering, Tsuruta had grown up and felt that our kindness to him was hypocritical, and he didn't care at all. need."

"Tsuruta..." Mochizuki Chikaru's nose started to turn acid when she thought of what happened to her elder brother.

"As for Tsuruta, I will find a way to rescue him from General Takagi. I must not let Takagi know about this condensed gem. Takagi is too greedy, and he doesn't know how terrible this thing is. Once it falls into his hands, The consequences are disastrous." The old man Mingjian said. For mobile users, please visit the mobile website