The leader of the devil's sect, he is so cute

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Yes, that's right, Mo Zicheng is a 23-year-old adult male with a broken sleeve!Broken sleeves!

Xia Chuling looked at Sanxiu, her skin was fair and red, her eyes were the most beautiful, with upturned tails, and her pupils were pure black.There are many people with dark eyes, but at most they are darker.Sanxiu makes people feel warm and easy to get along with, but Sanxiu's smile sometimes gives people a sense of distance.And this person seems to be... taller than the leader.

"It's the type that the leader likes."

After being scrutinized, Sanxiu was stunned by Xia Chuling's words. Xia Chuling realized that he had said what he was thinking just now, and then quickly answered: "The leader has no relatives, you look like a big brother .”

Sanxiu was puzzled, what does it mean to look like a brother?Obviously, compared to Mo Zicheng, he is an older brother.

Mo Zicheng took advantage of Sanxiu's attention away from him, and smiled at Xia Chuling. His smile made Xia Chuling's back feel cold, and he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said just now.

You have no relatives!

If Sanxiu wasn't here, Mo Zicheng would definitely shout this sentence to him, a careless female protector.

In fact, what Xia Chuling said was not wrong to a certain extent.Mozicheng has never seen his mother, and his father never mentioned it. His impression of his mother is the pendant on his body and the portrait in his father's room.

In the past, he didn't know whether his mother was alive or not. If he had passed away, why didn't his father worship her?If alive, how could a mother leave her husband and son behind for so many years?So later, Mo Zicheng acquiesced that the mother had passed away, but every time he saw his father standing in front of the portrait on the wall, he felt heartbroken.

But this kind of heartache, even he himself didn't know whether it was because of seeing his father's sad expression, or because... he wanted his mother.

Originally, he always felt that even if he lived with his father, he would be happy, and it would be fine even if it continued like this.

But he forgot that this is the Devil's Cult.Demon religion, how can it be peaceful? At the age of 12, Zhengdao besieged the Demon Sect, and the former leader dragged his injured body to open a bloody path for him.

Mo Zicheng will always remember that his father gently stroked his face with blood-stained hands, and he said: "Chengcheng, as a father, you always miss your mother and want to have a mother by your side like other children. Keeping your mother is because of your father's incompetence. After all, your father owes you. No matter how much your father loves you, it can't make up for what you lack.

"Chengcheng, to Weifu, you are a ray of light in Weifu's life. Weifu wants to watch you grow up and get married, but... Weifu is sorry for you, and you may have to go on by yourself .Run and don't look back."

As far as Mozicheng is concerned, his father is his only family member. He grabbed his hand and cried, "I don't want to! I don't want to! I don't have a mother, I don't want to and I don't have a father! Dad, don't drive me away!" Can you go away? Did Chengcheng do something wrong to make Dad angry? Dad said, Chengcheng reform... Dad, I only have you, don't want me... Please... Dad... You are willing to leave me alone person?"

Not willing, how could he be willing to be separated from his son, he also wanted to be with him, but...

"It's time for my father to go. I can't implicate you as a father. You have never done anything wrong. You are still young Fu Wanran! Take him away!"

At that time, Fu Wanran dragged Mozicheng away, and Mozicheng was stubborn: "I won't go! Fu Wanran, let me go! Where are you going, Dad? I'll accompany you, Dad! Dad——"

Fu Wanran doesn't know martial arts, so naturally she can't drag Mozicheng.The old leader reached out and knocked Mozicheng unconscious, so Fu Wanran could take him away.

Fu Wanran brought Mozi City back to his former residence, which is extremely remote and located in the deep mountains, so he must not be able to find it here.The problem is that after Mo Zicheng woke up, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even enter the rice water.

Angrily, Fu Wan directly grabbed his ear: "Mozi City! Your father worked so hard to get us out that you didn't want you to torment yourself like this!"

Mo Zicheng was also angry, he pushed Fu Wanran aside and shouted at him: "But my father is gone! My only relative is gone! In the eyes of outsiders, he does all kinds of evil... But he is my father ! And how many of those things are non-existent?! Why do they slander people so much? Why do they kill my relatives and slaughter my family under the guise of exorcising demons and defending the Tao? Why do they!"

"Brother Aran, it's gone...I have nothing! I don't have a home anymore."

Fu Wanran sat on the side of the bed and hugged Mozicheng in her arms: "No, Chengcheng, you don't have nothing, you still have me. If you want to become stronger, I'll help you find someone to teach you... Do you want to become stronger?" Revenge, I will accompany you, and I will advise you. Brother Aran is still here, and brother Aran is with you."

At this time, Fu Wanran was just a child who was two months older than Mo Zicheng.

The news of the death of Mo Yuntian, the leader of the Demon Cult, spread throughout the martial arts world. Later, his body was flogged, his muscles were cramp, and his bones were stripped to death.Mo Zicheng stood in the crowd watching, Fu Wanran was afraid that he would do something impulsively, so he kept pulling Mo Zicheng.

My own father couldn't even die in peace, but the people around him still clapped and applauded.Mo Zicheng looked at his father, his heart was unexpectedly calm, he smiled and remembered those people on the high platform.

There were people who were wanted in Mozi City at the beginning, but because they knew what kind of person Mozi City looked like, they either died or would rather die than say anything.As a result, he always catches the wrong person, which makes the family members unhappy.So much so that the matter of the arrest warrant for Mozi City has been left as nothing.

Four years later, a boy, a girl, and a pharmacist led the crowd to rebuild the Devil's Cult. There were newcomers in the past four years, and those who escaped disaster because they were transferred out.

What Mozicheng wanted was such a high-profile, he just wanted to let them know—the Demon Cult, there are still people!

The Martial Arts League planned to eradicate them in one fell swoop when their foundation was not yet stable. As a result, one day when the Martial Arts League was discussing their plans, a man and a woman suddenly broke in.

They washed the entire martial arts league with only two people.

The martial arts leader was forced to kneel on the ground and couldn't move. He stared at Mo Zicheng and asked, "You are so powerful, why do you want to work for the Demon Cult?"

Mo Zicheng sat on the chair, looked down at him, and then said with a chuckle, "Why? You ask me why? Shouldn't you be thinking for yourself?"

The martial arts leader really couldn't figure it out. Looking at the martial arts leader, Mo Zicheng planned to give a hint: "Let me give you a hint, my surname is Mo."

The surname is Mo... the surname is Mo...

The martial arts leader immediately spat: "Who am I? It turns out to be Mo Yuntian's evil son! Why, come to avenge your father? Let me tell you, he deserves to die!"

Mo Zicheng kicked him down and stomped him down, and stepped down with internal force. It seemed that he didn't use much strength, but in fact, the person under his feet almost vomited blood.

"Only you, are you worthy of mentioning my father?" Mo Zicheng didn't care what the other party said about himself, but his father...he didn't deserve it.

The martial arts leader seemed to want to say something, but he was forced back by a sharp pain, and his left arm was trampled off!The martial arts leader was so hurt that he could hardly even scream.

Mo Zicheng withdrew his foot, pretending to be surprised: "Oh my lord, I just used a little bit of strength and why did it break! Your lord is so fragile hahahahaha!"

The martial arts leader endured the pain and wanted to curse, but just as he said a word, Mozicheng kicked his stomach again.Mo Zicheng squatted down, picked up his collar and dragged him to him, and whispered the most terrifying words in his ear with the gentlest voice: "Lord Leader, please bear with me next time. You are my father What I made on my body, I will definitely exchange it for you one by one, it’s a courtesy, bear with me, don’t die.”

"Chu Ling, do it."

The leader of the martial arts alliance let his father die without a whole body, so he naturally wanted to return it. They slaughtered his demon sect back then, and now he came to slaughter the martial arts alliance.

Mozicheng knew that what he did would tear some families apart, but so what?That's how he came here too.When is the time for retribution?Love whomever.He thinks he is not a good person, so he has no scruples when doing things.

In the end, before leaving, he scribbled a sentence on the wall: Mozicheng, the leader of the Demon Cult.

He didn't write this to be arrogant or conceited, what he meant by writing this was actually to say: To seek revenge, the Demon Cult Mozi City is waiting for you.

The man killed his father, he killed him, and it was normal.If that person's child came to seek revenge... he had to beat himself, and it was only natural for him to avenge his father.

As long as they have the ability to seek revenge, let them do so.

Fu Wanran basically doesn't show up outside, after all, he doesn't know martial arts, so going out is a hindrance.When Mo Zicheng and Xia Chuling came back, Fu Wanran dragged them around to look around. The blood on their bodies was basically not theirs, but they were more or less injured. After all, there were only two people on his side. Opposite a group.

While bandaging them, Fu Wanran complained about the recklessness of the two of them. Fortunately, both of them have high martial arts skills, but anyone with average strength, let alone running after killing someone, it's a matter of whether they can kill, let alone the whole body And retreated.

In retrospect, Mozicheng's childhood was only short-lived and beautiful.The rest is the father he can never let go of, and the heart filled with hatred, and the four years of suffering for revenge.

Later, he met his mother, but didn't want it anymore.

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After Mo Zicheng finished eating the smoothie, he handed the bowl back to Xia Chuling: "Thank you, Chuling! It's so delicious!"

"As long as the leader likes it." After speaking, Xia Chuling left.After she left, Mozicheng got into Sanxiu's arms again, and said with a smile, "Brother Sanxiu! My name is Mozicheng!"

Sanxiu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Suddenly, Mozicheng felt his stomach hurt. He pulled Sanxiu's cuff, his face turned pale, and his eyes were red: "Brother Sanxiu, I hurt so much..."