Chapter 87 Goodbye at the Night of Returning to the Soul

Xiao Chen grabbed Mo Hu's cap, and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's gray eyes.

At this time, a breeze formed around Mo Xiaoxiao out of thin air, and the breeze slowly rolled up. Everyone present felt a cool breeze, and everyone's mood was actually calmed down by the breeze.

This breeze is like Mo Xiaoxiao himself, quiet and leisurely, warming the heart.

Finally, Qingfeng rolled up the note that said "Mo Wen's return date", and Qingfeng slowly landed on Xiao Chen's shoulder with the note.

Xiao Chen looked at the breeze, and teased with a bit of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You kick your legs and close your eyes, and you don't care about anything, there's no way."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he looked at Mo Hu who was being held captive by himself, and said: "I don't have enough resentment, let's get my head together!"

After speaking, Mo Hu's head suddenly exploded with force, and white brains and blood burst out, staining Mo Xiaoxiao's body red.

Everyone present gasped, Mo Hu, a master of the diamond realm, one of the pillars of the Mo family, actually disappeared like this?

No one dared to speak, even trying to suppress their breath.

"Little beast, I'm going to kill you." Seeing the tragic death of his granddaughter and son, the old man's eyes were tearing apart.

But because of the phantom affecting the flow of energy in his body, the old man is no longer the all-powerful Mohist patriarch, but now he is just a poor old man who lost his son and granddaughter.

Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to the old man, but just quietly watched the breeze in the air.

Following Mo Hu's sudden death, the calm breeze suddenly became irritable.

The invisible breeze unexpectedly began to condense into entities, and gradually the breeze turned into a black wind.

The black wind flowed beside Mo Hu's body, making bursts of sobs, like weeping and complaining, which made people feel sad.

Xiao Chen looked at the black wind with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Enough resentment, then see you at night after seven days."

With a wave of Xiao Chen's hand, all the visions in the hall disappeared, leaving only the two corpses on the ground and the trembling Mohists.

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Looking at the vegetables and meat scattered on the ground, the woman burst into tears.

The various senses and consciousness of practitioners are very powerful, and they can even feel some inexplicable connections.

For example, now the woman looks at the meat scattered on the ground, and suddenly feels an inexplicable sadness in her heart for no reason.

Xiao Chen knew about this very mysterious induction, and now the woman should have been stimulated by the weak induction between blood vessels.

The so-called blood is thicker than water, women themselves are stronger people, so it is not unusual to have such a feeling.

The voice of the woman wailing was extremely loud in the hall, and everyone could feel the sadness from the heart.

The old man had just lost his granddaughter and son, and his heart was already extremely sad and irritable, and now seeing the most annoying eldest daughter-in-law crying, the old man almost roared: "Crying, you know crying, it's not your son who died Why are you crying, daughter?"

The woman was startled by the old man's voice and trembled with fright.

Then the woman looked at the meat on the ground, and suddenly started to pick up the meat on the ground as if she was crazy.

While picking up and crying, tears and snot all flowed out.

Molong, a thin man, watched his fleshy body sway on the ground a few times, his face was extremely pale, his chapped lips moved, and finally he didn't say a word.

Holding the meat in both hands, the woman looked at the old man sitting paralyzed on the ground, and said two words with trembling lips: "Mo Li."

Looking at the handful of meat in the woman's hand, the old man almost fainted.

The old man forced himself to prop up his body, and looked at Xiao Chen closely.

Xiao Chen was not in a hurry, he moved a chair and sat on it in the hall.

The old man's expression kept changing, and finally let out a long breath of foul breath, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. As the head of the Mohist family, he had too many things to consider.

The old man staggered towards Xiao Chen, the phantom beside him just wanted to make a move, when Xiao Chen waved his hand, the phantom disappeared in the hall.

Xiao Chen didn't stop the old man from walking towards him, the old man came to Xiao Chen and bowed deeply to Xiao Chen.

The old man said in a very respectful tone: "I don't know where my Mo family offended senior, and made senior so angry?"

Before Xiao Chen could speak, a growling and crying voice sounded.

"You old man, look, look, this bastard not only killed your favorite second son, but also killed your granddaughter and grandson, you old man is showing such a posture now, all the men of your Mohist school Is it a coward without balls?"

Seeing the old man's posture, the woman suddenly roared, like a madman who has lost his mind.

"Snapped."

A loud slap sounded in the hall, and Mo Long raised his palm and shook his figure, looking fixedly at his wife.

The woman covered her face and bulged her eyes, and looked closely at Mo Long, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Mo Long, you idiot, you come to beat me when your son is gone, I will fight with you, none of your Mo family has a handle." The woman rushed towards Mo Long like a mad dog.

Mo Long stood firmly on the spot, neither retaliated nor fought back, allowing the woman's claws to scratch his face.

Xiao Chen picked out his ears, and frowned in annoyance. Seeing Xiao Chen's expression, the old man suddenly flew up and slapped the woman on the face, and the woman passed out without even groaning.

Now, except for the old man and Xiao Chen, everyone else on the field is controlled by phantoms, so these people are no different from ordinary people.

After being slapped unconscious by the old man, Mo Long's thin face finally showed a trace of anger.

"Father……"

"Shut up, do you want the Mo family to disappear overnight?" The old man yelled violently, shaking the whole hall a few times.

Xiao Chen looked at the old man and said teasingly: "The old man sees you as a fool too, how can you teach me some mental retardation?"

The old man bowed his head deeply, knowing that the cause of the incident might be on Mo Li.

Xiao Chen snapped his fingers, and a big black ball floated in from the entrance of the hall.

Xiao Chen looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's body lying on the ground, and said with a sneer, "I originally wanted to treat you to a big meal today, and send your family on the road when you are full, but you have a Good granddaughter, since Mo Xiaoxiao traded her life for your dog's life, this emperor will not agree to it."

As Xiao Chen said, he tapped on the big black ball with his fingers, and cracks appeared on the big ball.

"Although you don't need to be buried with your whole family, some people still can't escape. After all, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. She said it herself."

The old man gave Mo Long a slanted look, his eyes were full of overwhelming anger.

A long time ago, someone told the old man that Mo Li was not acting right, but when the old man was investigating, his wife and his wife would always jump out and take sides with Mo Li, always saying that it doesn't matter if young people are playful.

The old man didn't delve into it, thinking that Mo Li was just a young man who had done some unacceptable things. Now it seems that the matter is far more serious than imagined.