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He suddenly knew what he was going to do.

He was going to... kill them.

Feng Zhi clenched the hair in his hands.

Leave no one behind.

Including...Mo Qinglian.

When I thought of this name, a deep resentment flashed across my eyes.

He didn't know why Mo Qinglian would do such a thing to an adult, but that was the fact and there was nothing worth defending.

So he searched for those who had participated in the war and fought for the bodies, while redoubled his practice and gave up all the previous healing methods. The attribute emitted an ominous light, and the soft grass leaves became extremely sharp, which could easily cut a person's throat. Taking the target's head in the crowd was like taking something from a bag.

He killed those who had body fragments hidden, took the fragments, collected them, and when he reached a certain number, he began to piece them together.

Killing Mo Qinglian is not an easy task.

But he went anyway.

That night, the sky was terribly dark.

He sneaked into the Mo family's mansion quietly and met Mo Qinglian.

It was a very dark room, with no lights inside and only a dark and heavy coffin. Mo Qinglian sat cross-legged in front of the coffin, eyes closed, breathing lightly.

I haven't seen my good friend for many years. When we meet again today, we should drink and talk happily and express our feelings.

But the atmosphere between the two of them could never be more terrifying than it was now.

Feng Zhi stood behind him and looked at him coldly.

Mo Qinglian has a head full of white hair. With his level of cultivation, he shouldn't look so old at this moment.

Sensing his arrival, Mo Qinglian slowly opened her eyes and looked at him.

"You finally came."

Mo Qinglian spoke, his tone unusually calm.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Qinglian was startled: "You..."

Feng Zhi certainly knew what he looked like - Mo Ze's death and Fang Xue's departure made his hair turn white overnight. He would always encounter difficulties when killing those people, but he was also willing to risk his life and cut off their heads even if half of his body was burned.

His hair was silver and his face was covered with horrible scars. He was nervous and exhausted due to not sleeping for a long time. His eye sockets were red and he looked like a devil crawling out of hell, staring at Mo Qinglian.

Feng Zhi knew how ugly he looked at this moment, but he didn't care.

But he didn't expect that Mo Qinglian also had white hair.

"Why--"

Feng Zhi grabbed his throat and lifted him up.

"Why do you want to do this——"

Mo Qinglian's throat was strangled, and he had difficulty breathing, and his face gradually turned blue and purple.

Even so, he did not fight back.

"No...why." Mo Qinglian gritted her teeth, feeling her throat tightening as she struggled to utter the words, "I killed him...that's the truth."

"Okay..." Feng Zhi sneered, his nails digging deep into his flesh. In an instant, the sharp grass leaves pierced through Mo Qinglian's chest.

"Then you should know what I am here for, right?"

Mo Qinglian's mouth was bleeding, and he swallowed hard: "Of course..."

"You won't fight back?"

"I... have been waiting for you." Mo Qinglian's breathing was rapid, but she felt relieved, "I knew... you would come."

Feng Zhi looked at him indifferently and loosened his grip slightly: "What happened that night?"

"I cut off his head and brought it back here." Mo Qinglian lowered his eyes, "Didn't you see it all?"

"Okay..." How could Feng Zhi not see what he meant? He laughed in anger, "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish."

Hearing this, Mo Qinglian's face showed a hint of relief.

"but……"

Feng Zhi let go, and Mo Qinglian lost his balance and fell to the ground. Before he could react, he covered his face with his hands. The grass grew wildly and stabbed into Mo Qinglian's head like a knife.

"Well--!!"

Mo Qinglian was in unbearable pain, and still let out a muffled groan while gritting her teeth.

"I'll have to see...that night."

The grass leaves that penetrated deep into his skull turned into strands of Qi, entwining around his brain and extracting his memories.

"This is--!"

Ignoring the shocked Mo Qinglian, Feng Zhi's eyes suddenly showed a strange red light.

Yes, this is the skill he obtained after killing a corpse binder. It can penetrate into the memories of others and empathize with them.

No matter how long the memory lasts, it is only a brief moment in reality.

The scene in front of my eyes suddenly changed. Perhaps it was because it was my first attempt and the time in my memory was a little distorted. What appeared before my eyes was not the forest that night, but the magnificent palace.

"His Majesty."

He heard himself speak, but it was Mo Qinglian's voice.

He knew that this was Mo Qinglian's memory, and he was also seeing it from Mo Qinglian's perspective.

Sitting on the throne was a gentle-looking emperor, but neither he nor Mo Qinglian at the time thought that the other party was someone who was easy to get along with.

"The battle in the southern steep mountains is really a big thank you to the general." Yin Yuanxi said with a smile, "I will reward you with 10,000 taels of gold, five high-level steep rock beasts, and 1,000 pieces of silk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mo Qinglian replied quickly.

Although she received the reward, Mo Qinglian did not feel happy. Instead, she felt extremely heavy.

"I know you have made great contributions. I just came back, so it seems a bit inappropriate to speak now, but the situation is tense now, and I still have to rely on you, General."

"Your Majesty, your words are too serious. I am just--"

"Hey." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yin Yuanxi, "I heard that you have some connection with Mo Ze, is it true or not?"

Upon hearing this, both Mo Qinglian and Feng Zhi, who was distractedly considering whether to jump or not, were stunned and their hearts stopped.

"I do... have some connection with him. What does Your Majesty mean?" Mo Qinglian asked tentatively.

"You should have heard about him. I'm having a headache... him and Hongying." Yin Yuanxi smiled, without a trace of anger on his face. "They actually occupied nearly 30% of Lei Ting's territory and turned it into their own territory. They even said they would split it with Lei Ting. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"What's even more ridiculous is... I have a million soldiers, but I can't do anything to these two. In the battle at Bian Chunshan, we clearly surrounded Mo Ze, and we should have been at the end of our rope, trapped in a jar. But I heard from the soldiers on the front line that Mo Ze just waved his hand, and nearly half of the nearly a thousand people died, including General Xu Yu."

"After all, Thunder has been feeding him for a hundred years, but he attacked so ruthlessly. He is still a cold-blooded monster after all..."

Feng Zhi could clearly feel that Mo Qinglian's whole body was tense at this moment, but he didn't know why.

"Your Majesty means...?"

Mo Qinglian continued to look at the emperor calmly.

"I want you to lead the troops to capture Mo Ze's head."

"I heard that you have been with him for some time, so you must know a little about him, so I plan to send you there."

The emperor looked down at him with a cold smile, "The royal family has supported Mo Ze for a hundred years, but not only has he shown no gratitude, he has also instigated my generals to rebel. General Mo, what do you think?"

"Hongying betrayed me because of his few words, what about you?"

Feng Zhi could feel his heart beating violently inside his body. Mo Qinglian's entire body was tense, his brain was spinning at high speed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

"I will swear allegiance until death." Mo Qinglian said with his head down.

"Your Majesty, I understand what you mean, but I have been leading the troops for several months and I am inevitably a little tired. I am afraid that -"

Mo Qinglian was about to refuse when she heard the emperor continue speaking slowly.

"I heard that your wife is already eight months pregnant and is about to give birth?"

His heart stopped, and Mo Qinglian looked towards the emperor suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Your family members also strongly recommended you to come to fight. After all, it can bring honor to your Mohist school." Yin Yuanxi said gently, "Besides, the child is about to be born. As a father, don't you want to bring some gifts for the child?"

"In the past few months since you were away, your wife has been safely at home taking care of her pregnancy. But as the due date approaches, I don't know if there will be any accidents..."

The summer heat is as cold as winter.

Mo Qinglian didn't say anything, just stared at the ground.

After Yin Yuanxi finished speaking, he was not in a hurry and waited quietly for his answer.

The sound of sweat dripping on the carved tiles can be heard.

Gradually, his back bent inch by inch, his forehead rested on the ground, and he closed his eyes.

"I... take your orders."

A deep voice came from his throat, and Feng Zhi's eyes went dark, with his heart aching as if it were being stabbed by a knife.

Is that so?

Feng Zhi frowned and suddenly felt nauseous. He skipped the next thing and focused his memory on that night.

During the siege...

"Don't move here." Mo Qinglian ordered his deputy and ran into the mountains.

He sensed Mo Ze's presence, which was in a cave.

His heart was beating so hard that it hurt. Both he and Feng Zhi at this moment seemed to have been severely hit, and their souls were trembling non-stop.

His heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest. At this moment, Feng Zhi suddenly found that there was something strange about Mo Qinglian.

Nearing the cave entrance, Mo Qinglian changed his attributes - a slender jade sword, all white and emitting a bright light.

Feng Zhi vaguely remembered that it was Mo Ze who awakened this long sword for him.

Mo Qinglian gripped the hilt of the sword and without hesitation, swung the sword at the only person left in the cave.

He knew that the man was Mo Ze, but he still used his strongest move, full of murderous intent, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the fragile neck.

But Mo Qinglian knew very well in her heart that this trick could not hurt Mo Ze at all. It could even be said that if Mo Ze was willing, killing him would be a matter of a wave of his hand.

and so……

Give him a ride.

Mo Qinglian is not afraid of death, and even has some expectations.

What will Mo Ze do?

Although his sword power is very strong for other cultivators, for Mo Ze it is just a matter of thought to disperse it.

Will Mo Ze stop his sword, look at him with disappointment, and then kill him?

Mo Qinglian didn't know. Although Feng Zhi already knew the result, he was even more puzzled after seeing and hearing Mo Qinglian's voice.

So, why did it end up like that?

Soon, the answer to the question appeared before their eyes.

Mo Ze did not make a move.

Faced with the powerful and menacing sword energy, he turned his head to look at Mo Qinglian, but did not resist. It was not until the tip of the sword cut his skin that Mo Qinglian realized this.

But it was too late to stop now.

Even though Mo Qinglian quickly withdrew his hand, the sword still uncontrollably pierced Mo Ze's neck, and blood splattered out.

This sword actually nailed Mo Ze to the wall of the cave. The long sword pierced through the bloody throat and sank deep into the mountain.

"Why... why?"

Mo Qinglian was stunned by the scene before her eyes, and for a moment she felt as if she was in an ice cellar. Blood rushed into her eyes, and half of her face was stained with blood.

Mo Qinglian looked blankly at Mo Ze, who was in pain, with a trembling voice, almost collapsing: "Why... don't you take action?"

The corners of Mo Ze's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but blood plasma kept overflowing from his mouth and he could only swallow and spit out the blood.

"I, I..." Mo Qinglian was at a loss, trembling all over, and raised her hand to try to cover the blood that continued to flow from his neck.