Reborn As a System

The gray mirror suddenly lit up, as did Mo Yan's eyes, it was done!He succeeded!

Successfully locked that man!

For thousands of years, he has never been as excited as he is now, which is really surprising.

He is about to obtain this powerful power that surpasses the world!

But the next moment, he saw the appearance of the person in the mirror.

The surface of the mirror is like the surface of a lake. It was sparkling at first, and then gradually calmed down. A young man with a good face slowly appeared.

The boy was tall but slender, with fair skin, a pair of round and bright black eyes, a small nose, and red lips, very beautiful.But the most eye-catching thing was that two furry semi-circular black ears were exposed between his soft short black hair, and he shook slightly, making the hearts of those who watched couldn't help but thump.

But at this moment, Mo Yan's heart fell to the bottom of the valley, straight into the ice cellar.

No...not Qin Mo!

This... who is this?

Why did it go wrong?impossible!He was clearly aiming at Qin Mo with perfect precision, how could he target someone else?

Looking at this appearance, this is obviously a demon cultivator, but there is no one else here!

But in the next second, Mo Yan's pupils shrank sharply. He saw the person leaning against Qin Mo's arms, and it was the little demon he had locked onto!

It really failed, Mo Yan couldn't hide his disappointment, but he quickly calmed down, he had already missed the best opportunity, he is not a person who can't distinguish the situation, he has to evacuate now, otherwise when Qin Mo finds him, the consequences will be disastrous .

Mo Yan did not stop for a moment, and immediately cast the spell, but in the midst of the lightning, a sharp black blade shot straight at him.

Mo Yan's face changed drastically, he knew he had been discovered!

But at any rate, he was also the overlord of one party, so he reacted immediately and resisted the attack, but Mo Yan didn't dare to fight at all, and only wanted to leave quickly.

But obviously, the other party never gave him a chance to leave.

The huge gap in strength made Mo Yan instantly embarrassed. He really felt the huge pressure that Lu Jiuyuan was under just now. This gap is really disheartening.

Even if he didn't want to fight with him at this moment, he still couldn't escape.

And Qin Mo's patience is not good enough to play with him for a while.

After a few strokes of understatement, the coercion suddenly increased, and the majestic aura transformed into a giant sword rushed straight with unstoppable power.

The cold sweat on Mo Yan's forehead kept slipping like beads, and he realized very clearly that death was right in front of his eyes.

He was going to die, just like Lu Jiuyuan, inexplicably and even extremely ridiculous, dead!

...not reconciled!Really not reconciled!

He can't die, how could he die? !

right!He has one last chance!He can still fight!

Mo Yan suddenly raised the soul-locking mirror, and ordered to the young man in the mirror: Guard me!

Lock people's souls, driven by me.

I don't know who you are, but now you belong to me!

Mo Yan didn't have much hope for a demon cultivator attached to Qin Mo, but the next scene let him know that he won the bet!

This unremarkable demon cultivator blocked Qin Mo's attack in the blink of an eye with an extremely fast speed that surpassed Qin Mo's attack.

He risked his life to stop this fatal blow.

Because he received instructions from the depths of his soul: guard him, and protect him no matter what.

Mo Yan didn't expect this little demon to take this blow, he only hoped that with the buffer of his life, he would have even a chance to escape for a moment.

But what happened next completely overturned his thoughts.

The moment the original Thunder Strike was about to touch the little demon, it abruptly withdrew, and this majestic aura that seemed to descend from the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The thrilling near-death scene just now was like a hallucination.

Mo Yan was stunned, but in the next moment, ecstasy spread in his chest.

He thought it was a dead end, but he didn't expect to survive from a desperate situation!

Before the joy could rise up, the huge coercion reappeared. Mo Yan's face was pale under pressure, but he still managed to raise his head, and what he saw was the man who was finally willing to look him in the eye.

Ink-colored flames surged in those black eyes, the thin lips parted slightly, and the hoarse voice implied monstrous anger: "What did you do?"

Mo Yan was shocked, but he was not afraid anymore, he pinched his weakness, he held his heart.

Mo Yan pulled the young demon over and grinned: "So, that's how it is."

He touched the young man's fair face, and successfully saw the blackness in the man's eyes deepened. He was excited and nervous, and then ordered cruelly: "Kill him, kill Qin Mo."

After receiving the order, the young man rushed towards Qin Mo like the wind, without the slightest hesitation or pause, the holy sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the thick spiritual energy had a vent, and stabbed straight at the opposite side with an emerald green arc. man.

Use the tricks he taught him, the weapon he gave him, and the hands he loves to stab his heart with ruthless and cold killing intent.

Mo Yan watched from the sidelines, and the smile on his mouth deepened. He didn't think this little monster could kill Qin Mo. He gave such an order just to see what this little monster would do to Qin Mo. How important it is to say.

He just wanted to know how many cards he had.

The result was so satisfying.

Although the young man's moves are sharp but young, his weapons are excellent but lack of grinding. This is a novice with a lot of cultivation but almost no actual combat experience.

At this level, even Mo Yan could easily kill him, but that tough man could only dodge.

This ruthless, arrogant, and fearless man was not willing to hurt this young man even once.

Mo Yan was extremely surprised, but also extremely happy.

"stop!"

The boy obediently stopped.

"return!"

The boy quickly returned to Mo Yan's side.

Qin Mo looked at him coldly, his nails penetrated into his palms, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

It turned out to be a soul-locking mirror.

Lock people's souls and be driven by people.Whoever you are, you belong to me right now.

His Shi Qing, the Shi Qing that belonged to him alone, was snatched away from his arms, from his side, and from his palm.

The feeling of emptiness coming from the palm spread rapidly, clenched the entire heart at once, the boundless emptiness, the dark and lightless abyss, at this moment, surged with strong flames that could burn everything.

Unforgivable, unforgivable!

Raising his head slightly, his black eyes were as silent as a pool of stagnant water. Qin Mo looked at him, his voice hovering on the edge of reason and madness: "What do you want?"

Mo Yan raised his chin: "You, I want you, I want your cultivation!"

"Okay." Qin Mo agreed without hesitation, "here."

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, but the next moment, his pupils dilated infinitely.

Qin Mo attacked at a very fast speed, like a sharp knife out of its sheath!Mo Yan only had time to quickly order: "Protect me!"

The boy immediately appeared and faced Qin Mo head-on!

The long sword in the young man's hand carried a murderous aura, and he stabbed the man who was flying towards him with precision and precision. Just as Mo Yan was about to feel complacent, he saw that Qin Mo didn't stop at all!

The long sword pierced through his shoulder blade in an instant, blood gushed out, but his momentum didn't decrease at all!A pair of black eyes locks on the prey, and it is bound to die forever!

Mo Yan was once again intimidated by the strong coercion, unable to move an inch, seeing the man in front of him approaching rapidly, stained red with blood but didn't even frown, he just grabbed Mo Yan's throat persistently.

Fasten it tightly, Mo Yan's face turned red instantly, but he will not give up, he doesn't want to die, he ordered hoarsely: "Kill...kill... him, kill... him."

The expressionless young man quickly launched an offensive, his moves were fatal, and his sword pierced his heart.

Qin Mo didn't dodge, his back was torn, and the severe pain mixed with the smell of blood stimulated his brain, making his eyes more scarlet.

The flames of anger burned in it, the palm of his hand exerted force suddenly, and the sharp barb dug into Mo Yan's throat, the blood shot out, the throat was broken, Mo Yan's eyes widened because of the intense pain, his face was terrifying.

He couldn't make a sound, so he couldn't give orders.He couldn't control the boy anymore, but the boy couldn't stop either.

But as long as Mo Yan is killed, the effect of the soul-locking mirror will disappear.

But Qin Mo smiled strangely: "He won't kill me, and I won't let you die too quickly."

Only now did Mo Yan realize that he had provoked such a terrifying devil.

He couldn't speak, couldn't negotiate terms, and he couldn't even lift the spell cast on the boy.

Qin Mo was being attacked all the time, and at the same time, he inflicted a thousand times more pain on Mo Yan.

Endless torture, endless torture, Mo Yan felt that this man was crazy, he was a lunatic, a real lunatic.

He wanted to die, and had an extremely strong desire to die, because only death could end this torture that made people feel infinitely hopeless.

Broken, Mo Yan's spirit completely collapsed, but the slaughter continued.

It wasn't until... that young demon cultivator's breathing became disordered and he gradually became tired that Qin Mo frowned slightly.

The soul-locking mirror will not consider any physical factors, even if you are tired, even if you are tired, even if you are stunned, or even lose the ability to move, as long as there is an order, he will carry it out, even if it is a walking dead, it cannot be broken. The chains imposed on the soul.

Therefore, even if Shi Qing was exhausted, he would still be waving the long sword, unable to stop.

In the end, Shi Qing will die from exhaustion.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Qin Mo finally regained his senses. He looked at the lifeless Mo Yan, and finally wiped him out completely.

When the torture was over, the spell was lifted.

In the next second, Shi Qing was completely unconscious.

Qin Mo caught him, the black robe was already dripping with fresh blood, his complexion was strangely pale due to the high blood loss, but his black eyes were particularly bright, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed the young man's neck lightly , a morbid obsession in the hoarse voice: "Qingqing, my Qingqing, you are mine."