Ancestor of Magic

The masked man said in a steady tone: "If it wasn't for me, would you still be talking to me like this?"

Chu Renmei sneered, got up and sat down beside the masked man, stared at him and said coldly: "What do you mean? Do you still want me to thank you?"

"Thank you, no thanks, it's not important, I just want to remind you, don't forget what you promised me."

Chu Renmei stood up suddenly with a sneer, and said displeasedly: "Don't worry! I promised to do it, but before that, I have to tell you that I am not your subordinate, so you Better not speak to me in such an orderly tone."

The masked man got up and nodded, then turned and left Chu Renmei's room.

And Chu Renmei also found herself in an inn at this time, Chu Renmei sighed, stood in front of the window, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

Looking at the people coming and going in the market, he suddenly became sentimental. For a moment, he wished that that person would suddenly come out of the crowd and ask him gently if he wanted to eat raisins.

However, it is no longer possible now. Thinking of this, Chu Renmei slowly lowered her head, her eyes dimmed.

Lingsha's actions made his only hope disappear, and the destruction of the Jin family also made him suddenly have no enemies. Therefore, he became extremely lazy, and he didn't even know what was going to happen next. How to continue to live.

Mu Fengchen and others came to Ning's house, seeing everything they were familiar with, Bai Mohan walked up unknowingly.

When he arrived at the main entrance, he was stopped by the guards. It was only then that Bai Mohan came to his senses, and hurriedly said awkwardly: "Little brother, we are here to visit your Patriarch."

The gatekeeper looked at Bai Mohan suspiciously, looked behind him, and then said impatiently: "Where did you come from, hurry up, hurry up, our Patriarch doesn't have time to see you madman."

Bai Mohan opened his eyes wide and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He never thought that it was the first time he was so polite that he would be treated as a lunatic.

The more Bai Mohan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he put his hips on his hips displeasedly and said to the man: "You little brat, according to your seniority, you should call me grandpa, how dare you call me a lunatic!"

When Bai Mohan said this, the man immediately became angry and wanted to step forward, but at this moment, he was stopped by another person, and the man whispered beside his ear: "Ah Cheng, forget it!" Come on, don't be angry with him, this person seems to have a brain problem."

Bai Mo's cold blasted, he never thought that one or two of them would think that he was crazy.

Bai Mohan stepped forward and pointed at the two of them, and said angrily: "Hey! What are you two muttering about! Don't think I can't hear you, young master, but let your Patriarch come out, otherwise, you won't be able to finish eating in a while Walk around."

Seeing Bai Mohan's anxious look, the man hastily stepped forward and took out a few taels of silver from his sleeve, put them in Bai Mohan's hands, and said quickly: "Little brother, although, I don't know what you have gone through, However, if you want to be more open about everything, these few taels of silver are enough for you, so why don't you be afraid to look elsewhere!"

Holding the silver, Bai Mohan stared at the man inexplicably, and when he turned around in confusion, he instantly understood why everyone said he was crazy.

Bai Mohan turned his head in embarrassment, smiled at the man, handed the silver in his hand back to him, and said, "Well, I'm not short of silver, but I'm a little drunk after drinking some wine. So, I went to the wrong place, sorry sorry."

As Bai Mohan said, he turned around and left in a flash. The man who didn't react for a while, still stood there blankly. It took him a long time to react, put the silver in his hand into the bag, and smiled speechlessly.

Bai Mohan, who left Ning Mansion, couldn't find Mu Fengchen and Mo Sang no matter what.

Bai Mohan took out the jade pendant in his hand, silently recited Mu Fengchen's name in his heart, and the jade pendant floated up.

Bai Mohan followed Yupei's direction to search, and finally found the two in a dilapidated house outside the city.

When Bai Mohan was about to go in, he saw through the window that Mo Sang was holding the Soul Devourer Knife, facing Mu Fengchen's heart.

Seeing this, Bai Mohan immediately broke through the window and shot at Mo Sang with an extremely sharp stick.

Mo Sang never expected that Bai Mohan would come to him so quickly, and he was caught off guard, causing the stick to cut Mo Sang's arm directly.

After placing Mu Fengchen in place, Bai Mohan stood up slowly, stared at Mo Sang coldly, and asked in a cold voice: "Why? Who told you to do this? Who is the person behind you?"

Mo Sang said angrily, "No comment."

As the two spoke, they moved their hands.

Mo Sang roared angrily: "Bai Mohan, do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course I know, but it's you, what kind of temptation is it that makes you attack your best friend for many years."

As the two spoke, each of them slapped the other's side with a palm, and both of them took a few steps back.

Mo Sang frowned, and anxiously explained: "I'm doing it for his own good."

Bai Mo smiled coldly, "The Soul Devourer Knife steals people's souls and bloodthirsty, you dare say it's for his own good."

Hearing Bai Mohan's question, Mo Sang bowed his head guiltily, and said in pain, "Of course I know this, but, do you know that there is more than one him in his body now, if the other one in his body is allowed to wake up? , he will fall, but at that time, if he is not there, the whole world will suffer."

Bai Mo smiled coldly, and said coldly: "So what, do you want to let him die for the sake of a person who will wake up?"

Mo Sang stared at Bai Mohan, and said affirmatively: "I won't let him die, I've made up my own mind, after the Soul Eater Knife takes out his soul, I will kill myself and use my own blood to sacrifice Soul Eater." Dao, let his soul occupy my body and continue to live."

After hearing what Mo Sang said, Bai Mohan burst out laughing, "Ridiculous, ridiculous, really ridiculous."

Bai Mohan stopped smiling, stared at Mo Sang with cold eyes, and sneered, "I don't know, Mr. Mo Sang, from where did he know about this method of changing spirits."

Mo Sang looked at Bai Mohan in surprise, "How do you know this, it's a forbidden technique, even I just found a remnant part of it in the master's relics."

Bai Mo smiled coldly, "Part, since you only know part, who gave you the guts to challenge Mu Fengchen."

Mo Sang said painfully: "I know you don't understand me doing this, but I have to do that. If I do it, there is at least a chance of success. If I don't, he will look like a ghost. I think That's the last thing he wants to see."

After hearing what Mo Sang said, Bai Mohan already understood in his heart that he might be being used by others.

But since everything he did was for Mu Fengchen's good, Bai Mohan didn't intend to make things difficult for him.

Then he helped up Mu Fengchen who was unconscious on the ground, gave Mo Sang a cold look, then turned around and wanted to leave, but Mo Sang quickly stopped him.

Bai Mohan stared at Mo Sang sharply, and warned in a cold voice: "Go away, I can let you go about what happened just now, but if you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

But Mo Sang said firmly, "You don't understand him at all. He would rather die than become depraved. If you take him away today, you will kill him."

As soon as Bai Mohan made a move, he immediately grabbed Mo Sang's throat, and said coldly: "I don't care what he looks like, I just know that I can't lose him, whether you say I'm selfish or have ulterior motives, but, You'd better disappear in front of me."

As Bai Mohan said, he kicked Mo Sang away with the door.

All this happened to be seen by Mo Zhihen who rushed over.

Mo Zhihen stepped forward, quickly helped Mo Sang up, looked at Bai Mohan who came out from inside,

Mo Zhihen felt very strange in an instant, the Bai Mohan who looked like this knew him completely as two people.

Bai Mohan's body exuded a chill, and the heavy oppressive feeling was like a person returning from hell, who could destroy everything in a matter of minutes.

But even so, Mo Zhihen stood in front of Mo Sang without hesitation, and asked coldly, "Bai Mohan, what do you want?"

Bai Mohan approached the two of them step by step, and said in a low voice: "You shouldn't ask me that, you should ask the person behind you what he wants to do!"

At this moment, Mo Sang struggled and slowly stood up, Mo Zhihen looked back at the people behind him.

But Mo Sang stared straight at Bai Mohan and the two, not intending to explain to him at all.

Mo Zhihen turned his head in disappointment, looked at Bai Mohan, and said softly, "Even if Mo Sang is wrong, we are all friends. If there is anything, let's sit down and talk about it, and Fan doesn't need to do anything."

Hearing Mo Zhihen's words, Bai Mo smiled coldly, looked at Mo Sang, and warned coldly: "In the future, you'd better stay away from him, otherwise, next time I will never let you go like this. "

Bai Mohan said, helped Mu Fengchen turn around and leave.

"Bai Mohan." Mo Sang suddenly shouted.

Bai Mohan stopped, stood for a while, and then strode away.

Mo Sang, who was injured by Bai Mohan, suddenly fell to his knees, clutching his chest, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Sang, how are you?" Mo Zhihen asked with concern as he hurriedly supported him.

Mo Sang pushed him away, stood up with a sneer, turned around and walked behind.

Seeing Mo Sang like this, Mo Zhihen felt very distressed, and hurried forward to pull Mo Sang, "Let me help you!"

But Mo Sang pushed him away, and roared angrily at Mo Zhihen: "Who do you think you are, why do you care about me?"

Mo Zhihen stepped forward and grabbed Mo Sang's hand, and said in a low tone: "Because we are friends, so I should take care of you."