Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

As soon as Chu Qian finished speaking, she felt that the temperature in the carriage dropped sharply, and a deep chill swept through her body.

"You... Again, later ... What's wrong?

At this time, Fang Mo tried his best to suppress his hoarse voice, exuding a manic and bloodthirsty aura, and his scarlet eyes stared at Chu Qian tightly.

Chu Qian felt as if she was being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, unable to move as if imprisoned, and she could be killed at any time.

She said hesitantly, "... Fang Mo was scrapped... It didn't take long for ... He was poisoned by his personal maid, who also committed suicide on the spot. "

Impossible!"

Fang Mo roared, and a suffocating coercion burst out from him.

Chu Qian bore the brunt of it, and was directly stunned when she spit out.

"No way!"

Fang Mo was dumbfounded.

More than a dozen galloping horses outside the carriage were also scurrying around in shock, and the gray-clothed old man did not know the situation in the carriage and hurriedly stabilized the carriage.

"Dead?"

"Yue'er is dead?!"

This news was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which made Fang Mo's heart confused.

Fang Mo couldn't believe it, but looking at the comatose Chu Qian, he knew very well in his heart that

she had no reason to lie to herself.

Fang Mo's eyes were in a trance,

...

The snow was falling, and the little girl was shivering in the corner of the street, her face was dirty, and her pure eyes revealed confusion.

A boy in white stretched out his hand towards the little

girl, "Little girl, come back with me."

The little girl raised her dirty little face and stared at the teenager, without speaking.

The teenager was also not annoyed, and looked at the little girl sincerely.

For a long time, the little girl smiled and held the boy's hand.

...

"Young master, get up, how high the sun is, you said that you will accompany Yue'er to see the lanterns today."

"Young Master, I heard that once you practice, your lifespan will become very long, isn't it true?"

"Young Master, do you say that Yue'er can practice?"

"Because of this, Yue'er can always accompany the young master."

"My young master is the most powerful, you really have vision!"

"Young Master, no matter what, Yue'er will always accompany you..." "Yue'er

believes that Young Master will definitely be able to practice again. Once again, become that much-anticipated genius. "

......

Fang Mo closed his eyes in pain, tears sliding down his cheeks.

He muttered in a hoarse voice, "

The young master still owes you a sugar gourd."

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes again, and the pain in Fang Mo's eyes disappeared, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

Although he wanted to kill the Shang family now, he knew that with his current strength, he was not Fang Tianao's opponent.

Yue'er was deceived and let herself eat the poison pill, she must have died at that time, Yue'er was full of regret, so she committed suicide on the spot.

As for how he survived and accidentally entered the secret realm, Fang Mo did not know.

He's going to figure out everything from three years ago!

He wants to find out the guy who deceived Yue'er, even if it is the end of the world, he will find that person!

He wants everyone implicated to pay the price!

The price of life!!

......

Chu Qian woke up leisurely and looked at Fang Mo who was still sitting cross-legged suspiciously, she didn't understand why Fang Mo's reaction was so strong before.

And now Fang Mo's appearance seems to have happened, but Chu Qian does not dare to ask more, at this time, Fang Mo seems to have an extra kind of coldness that refuses to be in a thousand miles.

And the gray-clothed old man outside the carriage also wiped the sweat on his forehead at this time, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to invite Fang Mo back to the Chu family.

It didn't take long to finally arrive in Falling Cloud City.

Fang Mo looked at the street outside indifferently through the car window.

Three years, not much has changed here.

Chu family hall.

An elegant middle-aged man paced back and forth, his face full of sadness.

This person is the head of the Chu family, Chu Yunhai.

There is only half a month left before the deadline given by the Fang family, the Chu family is in danger, and many clansmen are already planning to run away, and the pressure on Chu Yunhai can be imagined.

Without the help of the Zhao family, the Chu family would not be able to compete with the current Fang family at all.

At this moment,

the sound of chaotic footsteps outside came.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Chu Qian's eyes were slightly red and flew into Chu Yunhai's arms.

"Dad, my daughter almost won't come back!"

Chu Yunhai hurriedly patted Chu Qian's back and asked, "What's going on?!"

"Then the Zhao family actually asked me to marry Zhao Qicai and was willing to help the Chu family, but I refused."

"On the way back, that Zhao Qi actually wanted to forcibly rob me back!"

"That Zhao family is really deceiving people!"

Chu Yunhai scolded angrily.

"And after that?!"

Chu Yunhai asked eagerly.

"Fortunately, I met a son-in-law, and I came back safely."

"Oh? Where are the people, why not invite them?

"Dad, here's the thing..." A

moment later, Chu Yunhai sat heavily on the chair, as if he was much older all of a sudden.

"Qian'er, do you know how much disaster this will bring to our Chu family?"

Chu Yunhai's voice was a little dejected.

"Father, the Fang family..."

"Enough! It's a big deal to hand over the Xuan iron ore to the Fang family, but we really can't afford to provoke the Zhao family.

Chu Yunhai interrupted Chu Qian's words.

With a wave of his hand

, "Go back to your room and rest, I'll take care of the rest."

Chu Yunhai leaned back in his chair and frowned.

The son of the Zhao family is dead, and the murderer is now in the Chu family.

If it is not handled well, it is the scourge of extermination.

Catching the murderer and handing it over to the Zhao family should be the most appropriate way to deal with it.

After thinking for a long time

, Chu Yunhai sighed, got up and walked towards the guest room.

...

Fang Mo's expression was indifferent, and he quietly sipped tea in the room.

He was waiting.

Sure enough, not long after, footsteps sounded outside the house.

A middle-aged man with an elegant temperament pushed the door and walked in.

Fang Mo had some impressions of him, the head of the Chu family, Chu Yunhai.

Chu Yunhai smiled and bowed his hand towards Fang Mo: "Thank you Gongzi for saving the little girl, despise Chu Yunhai."

Fang Mo said lightly: "Raise your hand, the Chu family master is polite." The

smile on Chu Yunhai's face did not decrease, but his heart was already shocked.

From Fang Mo, he felt a trace of the aura of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

Sure enough, as Chu Qian said, this young man was in the Yuan Spirit Realm.

At such an age, with such cultivation, even the genius disciples of those sects are just like this.

This young man is not simple.

If it was placed in ordinary times, Chu Yunhai would definitely find ways to befriend this person.

"I don't know what Gongzi is called?"

"Everyone else calls me Mo Gongzi."

"Mo Gongzi has already stepped into the Yuan Spirit Realm at such an age, and he is really a talent like no one in ten thousand!"

Fang Mo did not speak, quietly looking at Chu Yunhai.

Sensing Fang Mo's gaze, Chu Yunhai helplessly smiled bitterly and said: "Young Master Mo, although you are the lifesaver of the little girl, the Chu family is really difficult to protect itself now, and you must not offend the Zhao family again." Please Gongzi don't be surprised and leave as soon as possible.

Chu Yunhai looked ashamed.

After all, he is his daughter's lifesaver, and he can't take revenge after all.