Half-Tried Deity

Chapter One Hundred and Forty One

It's wrong to lie

Qi Huan stared blankly at the one who should have died. ＠

. . But Mo Yu, who had come alive through his son's body, didn't know what to think.

Doesn't he feel a little guilty? That's his own son!

"You have a problem with your cultivation?" Mo Ye shook Qi Huan's cold little hand, and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Yeah, otherwise, why should I change into a fragile body? If I don't make this body into a zombie, it can't contain my soul. It's a failure." Mo Yu looked at his hands and shook his head. "It could have survived for a while, but your palm was really cruel, and it directly shattered my body, so I had to do it in advance."

"That's why you are looking for "The Way of the Devil"?" The conversation between the father and son was quite strange, and Qi Huan was really dizzy.

"Of course not, I can't cultivate the way of the devil. Your mother told me that I believed everything she said. I just want to know what is written on it." Mo Yu's words pleaded.

Unfortunately, Mo Ye was not moved by it, and still looked at him calmly. "I also said that that thing has disappeared."

"You can tell me." Mo Ye's words made Mo Yu's face difficult to look. Mo Ye is the only person who has seen the Dao of Demons. He should know what is recorded on it. He wants to know. Only one sentence, only one sentence!

"Why should I tell you?" Mo Ye sneered and asked back.

"You are getting disobedient."

"Excuse me." Mo Ye raised her eyebrows, and both father and son were smiling. Qi Huan subconsciously felt that this place was very dangerous, and she didn't use Mo Ye to remind her. She went directly to a corner and hid.

Seeing Qi Huan sneaking away by himself, Mo Yu didn't stop her either, just glanced at her, "Do you think this woman is what you want?"

"Is it related to you?" Mo Ye was really unceremonious. Anyway, the relationship between father and son is exhausted, and it is not his turn for Mo Yu to give pointers.

"Everyone in the fairy world is looking for her now, how likely do you think you are to be with her?"

"Anyone can't separate us." Mo Ye didn't continue speaking. He clearly knew that there were some things that neither he nor Qi Huan could reverse, but neither of them deliberately mentioned them.

"Mo Ye, don't you understand, the Six Paths are irreversible, maybe I should kill you now."

"Then see if it's you or me." As Mo Ye's voice just fell, a billowing gray mist filled the courtyard, all the flowers and plants in the courtyard instantly dried up, and spiritual energy and vitality were absorbed by the gray mist.

He was wrapped in a gray mist, no one could see his figure clearly.

Qi Huan stood far away. Although the aura exuding from Mo Ye made her very uncomfortable, she did not make a sound for fear of disturbing Mo Ye.

Mo Yu's dark nails slowly grew longer. He is getting sharper, and strange lines appear on his face. Those golden lines mixed with blood red look scary.

Qi Huan only had time to see Mo Yu rushing into the gray mist that Mo Ye emitted, and could no longer hear the sound. Time seemed to be still. After a long time, the gray mist dispersed. Mo Yu and Mo Ye were a few steps away. There was a silver dagger stuck in Mo Yu's chest, but Mo Ye's lower abdomen was dug out by Mo Ye's claws. There was a hole.

At this time, Qi Huan really thanked God from the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, Mo Ye is a ghost. His body is made of grievances. There are not so many bits and pieces in his stomach, otherwise there will be heart and intestines flowing out. Holding him to sleep will produce psychological shadows.

"You lost." Mo Ye stretched out his hand to grab the void, and took the silver little sword back from Mo Yu's chest. The black blood on Mo Yu's body began to flow continuously, no matter what, it couldn't stop.

"Guixian, it is indeed well-deserved." Mo Yu stretched out a hand to cover his chest, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was a smile or a hideous feeling because of pain.

After saying this, Mo Yu turned around and wanted to leave. At the moment he was about to step out of the enchantment, Mo Ye said again, "There is nothing above."

Mo Yu paused, and then left without looking back. No one knew what his expression was like at that time, regret or disappointment? He has been searching for these years just to find "The Way of the Devil". He just wants to know what the last words she left behind. It turns out that she left nothing.

Seeing Mo Yu left, Mo Ye took all the grievances around his body back into his body. The unsightly hole in his stomach was slowly healing itself, and Qi Huan slowly walked over.

"What the **** is he looking for?" The conversation between the two people was very strange. Qi Huan felt as if he had passed through suddenly, why didn't he understand.

"My mother left a word on Torn Kong Ling before she died." Mo Ye smiled.

"Oh?" Qi Huan hurriedly took out the torn Kong Ling, and looked through the front and back carefully, but did not see any words.

"You can't see it." Seeing Qi Huan looking so hard, Mo Ye didn't feel embarrassed to dispel her enthusiasm. Mo Ye said leisurely until she threw Tear Kong Ling into her own hands discouragedly.

Qi Huan couldn't help rolling his eyes, "You still tell me what is written on it." She is so ignorant and simple, it is estimated that even if she finds it, she may not understand it.

Rather than let Mo Ye bury himself one more time, it's better to know what to do.

"It's for Mo Yu." Mo Ye returned Qi Huan's handkerchief-sized ripped silk, without looking at the words on it. He watched for many years, but never understood why Ming Ming Mo Yu didn't save her. She still doesn't regret being with him. Is such a man worthy of her life and death?

"You just lied to him!" This Qi Huan understood it just now. What Mo Yu must ask is the sentence above, but Mo Ye told him just now that there was nothing written on it. This man is too bad! Oedipus, be careful, cut~

Lying is to be eaten by wolves, but it is estimated that no wolf is so bold.

"Hmm." Mo Ye lowered his head and glanced at the lower abdomen that had recovered as before, with a satisfied expression on his face.

"It's not right to lie." Qi Huan looked serious.

"Really? Then how did which rabbit I bought yesterday died?" Mo Ye raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"It was definitely killed by an unknown mouse!!!" Qi Huan said with certainty, just blinking his eyes a few more times.

"What about the corpse?"

"Probably buried by a mouse!" As long as there is no evidence, even if she said that the rabbit had wings and flew away, it would be fine.

Yesterday the two of them went shopping and saw someone catching a few live rabbits for sale. Qi Huan said that he would buy one for everything, saying he was going home as a pet. As a result, Mo Ye bought the rabbit back with money, and found a roasted rabbit leg in the study the next day.

The fat gray rabbit was missing. Mo Ye really wanted to know how big the rat in the house was, and it was able to kill such a fat rabbit.

"How does the rabbit meat taste?" Mo Ye asked suddenly when he walked back around Qi Huan.

"Very good, but forgot to put the salt."

...

After Mo Yu left, no one came to bother them. The days seem to have returned to the calm of the past. It's just that the eldest lady of the Fang family died of illness not long after, and then the imperial decree came down, saying that the Fang family deceived the monarch. Fortunately, the emperor was not ridiculous, but just confiscated the Fang family's property.

But even so, it was enough to make Fang's family restless.

The Fang family, once known as Splendid City, disappeared in the blink of an eye. Soon, the Fang family's big house was bought by another Rong family who moved from the capital. It was heard that the eldest lady of the Rong family was the most beloved concubine of the current emperor, and it was heard that the Rong family also started with weaving. It is said that……

Rumors are always said by others, but they are not credible when listening to Coke. When Qi Huan was okay, he sat on the second floor with Mo Ye, listening to the discussion downstairs. About the former Fang family, about the Fang brocade who died young, about the Rong family...

In the mortal world, that's it, the glory and wealth are gone in a blink of an eye, and you live a lifetime. What is it that you are obsessed with! No matter who comes to Fairview City, it will not change for anyone here.

Standing by the window of the restaurant's private room, Qi Huan stretched out his hand to push open the carved window, and a piece of golden sunlight poured in from outside the window.

"Easy to get a suntan." Mo Ye stood behind Qi Huan, and then closed the window. He is a ghost, and of course he hates sunlight. Although with his cultivation base, sunlight does not cause any harm to him, he still feels uncomfortable. Of course, according to Qi Huan's understanding, that is definitely a psychological effect. This man should squat in the corner and grow mushrooms.

"If you don't bask in the sun, you will have poisonous mushrooms!" Pat Mo Ye's hand away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qi Huan opened the window again.

"That's not right, you don't want to eat mushrooms anymore."

"Keep your head and eat it yourself." Looking down, the street market opposite is quite lively. The food stall underneath exudes bursts of aroma of food, which makes Qi Huan's saliva flow down.

Eat meat every day and occasionally change the taste. Today, the girl is in a good mood, so she can eat something else.

"Shall I buy you wontons?"

"...Can you ask for something more expensive to eat?" Several copper plates and a bowl of wontons require Qi Huan to use the word "please", which is really a big face.

"Then eat pie, that one is more expensive."

Yes, there are five copper plates for a bowl of wontons and six copper plates for the pie, which is indeed a bit expensive. The most tragic thing is that even with six copper plates, it is Qi Huan who treats the guests, but it is still him who pays the bill in the end.

Mo Ye moved his mouth, and decided that it would be better not to argue with Qi Huan about paying the bills. A man, he should also support his family! Hey~

Dragging the unwilling Mo Ye downstairs, the two went straight to the food stall opposite. Just as Qi Huan squeezed to the stall and wanted to buy two pies to taste, suddenly he found a Tsing Yi Taoist priest also squeezed in.

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