My script is a supporting role

Generally speaking, a villain who grows up like this must have a very painful past.

And judging from the weather marks in the corners of the opponent's eyes, the man in black was no longer young.

The man in black also stared at Mo Chen quietly, the remaining half of his face was expressionless, but the long-suppressed hatred gradually gushed out from his eyes.

Mo Chen stood where he was, trying his best to suppress the emotion he felt when he saw that strange face.

He knows that under the current situation, it is a wise choice not to act rashly.

The man in black finally spoke, with a hoarse voice like rusted iron, "Are you afraid of death?"

Mo Chen looked at the man in black, and said without any concealment: "That's right, I've only been in this world for more than ten years, and I still don't think I've had enough."

"Then you beg me for mercy." The man in black's mouth twitched slightly, showing a cruel and joking expression, "Perhaps, I will consider letting you live."

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen shook his head and said: "You are overthinking this, I will not beg for mercy from you."

The man in black was a little surprised, "Since you are afraid of death, you refuse to let go, why?"

Mo Chen laughed, "Because if I beg for mercy, I won't have the capital to negotiate with you."

The man in black frowned, and a strange expression appeared on most of his face. After a pause, a series of ugly laughter broke out, showing unstoppable contempt.

"You actually think that you still have the capital to negotiate with me?"

"What gave you the courage? Is it because of your cultivation of the Nine Layers of Entraining Qi?"

Mo Chen said calmly: "If you have already made up your mind not to let me live to see the sun tomorrow, then even if I kowtow to my head, it will be useless."

"If you haven't thought about it that way, it means I'm not necessarily going to die."

"If I beg for mercy at this time, I will lose all the possibilities of choosing and negotiating."

The man in black looked at Mo Chen for a long time, and suddenly laughed lowly, "Hmph, you are much more interesting than I imagined."

Half of his face was cut off, and when he smiled, only the remaining part twitched, making the smile that should have been ordinary appear weird and terrifying.

Mo Chen didn't know what the play meant today.

There is also no hint on the script.

Is it the deliberate arrangement of the bad old man, or it happened on its own under the influence of other variables.

He didn't know where this mysterious guy came from, and why he came to him.

Logically speaking, shouldn't all such mysterious and powerful guys go to the protagonist?

Whether it is active or passive, it is to give the protagonist opportunities, equipment, skills, and even all the skills of the whole body.

What are you messing around with me as a supporting role?

The finger of the man in black brushed lightly on the armrest of the seat, and a shallow scratch appeared on the armrest made of cypress wood.

"Originally, I came here today to find an old friend. Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for many years. He has already died long ago. I only found his son."

Mo Chen's eyebrows twitched inadvertently.

Just a swipe of a finger can leave marks on the wood.

Is this person's body comparable to gold and stone?

Oh, Mo Chen nodded and said: "I think the person you mentioned is my father, and his son is me?"

"good."

The man in black stopped moving his fingers, and looked up at Mo Chen, with a bone-chilling chill in his eyes.

"At first, I was still thinking about what method to use to torture you to satisfy me."

"But seeing how interesting you are, I think it would be a pity to just kill you."

Mo Chen's face remained unchanged.

The man in black felt a little uncomfortable.

What he wanted to see were eyes full of fear, anger, and despair.

It is a struggle, a resistance, but the pain of being helpless after all.

Mo Chen's performance was as flat as water, so bland that it had no flavor.

What he wants is a cup of revenge wine that has been aged for many years and is as strong as fire.

"Aren't you curious, who am I, why am I looking for you, and what methods will I use to torture you?"

Mo Chen spread his hands and made a helpless gesture.

"Do I still have a choice?"

"I'm only at the Qi-Entraining Realm, how about you? I guess, at least at the Spiritual Realm and above? The Yuantong Realm? The Chongxuan Realm?"

"No matter which situation it is, I have no way to fight against you."

"So, it doesn't really matter what I say or think."

Chapter 36 Hate

The other party is much higher than his cultivation base.

Struggling, resisting, or begging for mercy are useless.

Now he can only watch the man in black's way of doing things and act accordingly.

It was obvious that the man in black had a strong hatred for him.

And this hatred should come from his father whom he has never met.

"I don't know what that old man did back then to make this guy hate him so much."

Did he cut his face?

Or did he spend his money?

Or, green his hat?

This person's hatred is so strong, why did he wait for so many years before he came to seek revenge?

The man in black stood up and walked to the window, looking at the rolling mountain peaks outside the window, as if his thoughts were drifting to a certain point in the past.

"Your father and I are from the same family."

"Many years ago, I also practiced on this mountain."

He also used to run under the sunshine in the mountains, but now, with him, there is only endless darkness left.

Turning to look at Mo Chen, he saw that he was still calm.

"It seems that you are not surprised at all?" The man in black frowned slightly.

The boy's behavior did not look like a teenager at all.

Mo Chen said: "The sect has recently strengthened the prohibition and the formation of the mountain protection. You can come in so silently. In addition to your cultivation, it also shows that you are very familiar with the Qingli sect."

"And you also know that on Tongluo Mountain, a hundred miles away, there is also a mountain guarding formation set up by the Qingli Sect, and you also know that after the formation is broken, the sect will send disciples to clean up the monsters."

"The Qingli Sect has 38 peaks, and there are so many disciples, but you found me here lightly and skillfully."

"With so many clues put together, if I still can't guess your relationship with Qinglizong, how stupid am I?"

The eyes of the man in black finally showed a rare appreciation.

"It's Mo Qinghe's son after all. It's really unusual. I actually underestimated you."

Mo Chen said lightly: "Thank you for the compliment."

The man in black said slowly: "You are so outstanding, and your cultivation talent is also a superior asset. The sect must have high hopes for you, right?"

Mo Chen said expressionlessly: "It's okay, I think, I'm almost starting to be disappointed."

Judging from the bad old man's script, his blackening has already begun.

A young man with extraordinary talents, the hope of the sect is not in Lieyang Peak, but in Xiangyang Peak.

The man in black naturally didn't know this, and the hoarse laughter sounded again: "If a rising star like you, a rising star in the cultivation world, suddenly becomes a vicious, cruel, bloodthirsty devil, why would you be so cruel?" People in the world cast aside, will it be very dramatic?"

"Shouldn't you be surprised by such a life?"

Mo Chen smiled coldly.

Brother, no, uncle, the labels you mentioned were already stuck on my forehead before I came into this world.

You told me something that I have known for more than ten years, and you asked me if I was surprised or not?

I was really surprised, so surprised.

Uncle, do a good job in the job of being a powerful player with no future.

Do you really think of yourself as a director?

The man in black kept his eyes on Mo Chen's face, but apart from a little casual coldness, he still couldn't find any emotional change he wanted to see.

This actually made him a little restless.

"Boy, don't these things matter to you?"

Teenagers, aren't they afraid of what's going to happen to them?

Mo Chen glanced at him, and sighed softly, "Brother, no, uncle, I don't know what kind of feud my father has with you, but, what do you think words like devil, bloodthirsty, etc. Can you really scare me and treat me like a child?"

The man in black froze for a moment, and burst out laughing suddenly.

"I forgot, you haven't tasted the soul-devouring bloodworm yet, how do you know what pain is?"

Flipping the palm of his hand, he took out a black pill and said to Mo Chen, "Bring a bowl of water."

Mo Chen obediently went to the stove and poured a bowl of water.

The man in black threw the pill into the water, and the jet-black juice quickly melted in the water.

Soon, Mo Chen discovered that what melted in the water was not medicinal juice, but countless tiny black worms!

The dense black bugs were swimming in the water, which made Mo Chen's scalp tingle.

Seeing that Mo Chen's expression finally changed, the man in black also showed a hint of complacency in his eyes.

"Drink it."

The man in black ordered.

The voice is not high, but it has an undeniable coercion.

Mo Chen looked at the bowl full of worms wriggling together and felt his stomach acid rushing upwards.

There was a hint of playfulness and joking in the eyes of the man in black.

That's what it is, uncomfortable, disgusting, painful, that's right.

This boy was Mo Qinghe's only son, it would be too cheap to kill him directly.

Abandoned by the sect, abandoned by relatives, hated by lovers, ridiculed by the world.

Taste all the extreme pain in the world, and bear the stigma that can never be washed away.

Sunshine and happiness only belong to another world from then on, and they can only howl, cry, struggle and linger in the dark.

This life, the rest of the time, every moment, every breath, is torture.

This is the son of Mo Qinghe, the great hero of the Qingli Sect, his proper home.

"Drink it!" The man in black's voice suddenly became fierce.

Mo Chen slowly stretched out his hand and picked up the bowl.

On the page of the book of the gods, there is a whole piece of vitality of the fire blue crystal.

But even if all the vitality was thrown out, it might not be able to knock down the man in black.

And with his current physique, that mass of vitality could directly explode him.

The bowl of black worms given by the man in black, Mo Chen guessed, nine out of ten are Gu poisons that control the mind.

If you eat it, I'm afraid you really can't turn your head back.

What's more, this thing is so disgusting, do you think it's sashimi?