Douluo: Invincible from copying books

On the edge of the cliff, the cold wind howled.

Cheng Mo looked at the woman in black robe with complicated emotions.

She looked to be in her 30s, but her hair was gray and there was a trace of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Probably because of the injury, her face was a little pale, and there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Her chin is very pointed, giving people a cold and arrogant feeling.

Cheng Mo sighed, finally he couldn't bear to let it go.

He leaned down and gently picked up the woman.

Her body is very thin and as light as a cloud. With a little effort, you can hold her in your arms.

Cheng Mo hugged her and covered her face with her cloak.

"That's it, always have a clear conscience!"

"Just think it's for her three-year-old child!"

Cheng Mo murmured to himself, and then slowly left the place.

When Cheng Mo returned to Xiaozhulou, Yang Zhenzhen and Li Qing'er had already taken out the knife from the little girl's abdomen and bandaged the wound for her.

"You're back? Is everything going well?"

Yang Zhenzhen asked while reaching out to pick up the woman in Cheng Mo's arms.

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "It went smoothly. I happened to encounter the guards chasing her, so I rescued her."

"She should be the mother of that little girl. When she was fighting with the guards, I heard their conversation."

"But she was plotted by the soul master of the escort army and was seriously injured."

"Sister Zhenzhen, please help her take a look first!"

Yang Zhenzhen took a look at the woman's pale face and the blood at the corner of her mouth, and said to Cheng Mo, "You go to rest first, and I'll help her treat her wounds."

Cheng Mo nodded and came to the room where the little girl was resting.

At this time, the dust on the little girl's body had been washed away, revealing her fair and lovely face.

She lay quietly on the bed, still in a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Cheng Mo sat next to her, looked at her quietly, and thought for a long time.

At some point, Yang Zhenzhen came in with the woman in his arms.

Yang Zhenzhen looked at Cheng Mo and said, "She is not seriously injured, but she was hit by a soul skill containing poison."

"That soul master's soul power level shouldn't be high, and the poison isn't very strong."

"I have fed her a bottle of antidote. She should wake up after a good rest."

Yang Zhenzhen placed the woman next to the little girl and said with a gentle expression: "They are mother and daughter at first sight. This little girl looks so much like her mother."

Cheng Mo nodded. The little girl's eyebrows were indeed very similar to that woman's.

The two stayed in silence for a moment. Yang Zhenzhen looked at Cheng Mo and said, "Qing'er just told me what happened to you recently."

"What's your plan next?"

Cheng Mo looked at Yang Zhenzhen and said, "According to the instructions of the city lord, the best way for me now is to open a soul master academy first."

"This way it will be impossible for Su Daqiang to attack me openly."

"As long as you give me time, I will be able to grow up quickly, and then I won't be afraid of him anymore."

Cheng Mo looked at Yang Zhenzhen and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, can you also be a teacher in our college?"

Yang Zhenzhen looked into Cheng Mo's eyes and said, "There are some things I have never told you before, such as this scar on my face."

"Once you let me be a teacher in your college, I might bring you greater danger."

Cheng Mo chuckled when he heard Yang Zhenzhen's words.

He smiled and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, even if you don't come to our college to be a teacher, your business is still my business."

"I will never leave you alone."

Yang Zhenzhen was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will be a teacher in your college."

"But when I advance to the Fifth Ring Soul King, I will leave for a while."

"If I can come back alive by then, I will stay in your academy and be a teacher for the rest of my life."

Cheng Mo looked into Yang Zhenzhen's eyes and said, "Sister Zhenzhen, no matter what happens, I will face it with you."

"When the time comes, I will go with you!"

Yang Zhenzhen touched the scar on his right cheek and was speechless for a moment.

She didn't dare to look into Cheng Mo's eyes, so she turned around and said, "Cheng Mo, I'm going out for a while. You take care of mother and daughter first."

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "Okay!"

However, while Yang Zhenzhen was speaking, the corner of the woman lying on the bed suddenly trembled.

Her two hands suddenly clenched tightly together, and her whole body tensed up.

When Yang Zhenzhen walked out, he closed the door of this room.

Cheng Mo turned around and looked at the mother and daughter on the bed, sighing inaudibly.

At this moment, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, and her pupils turned dark green.

A blue-gray iron claw stretched out from her sleeve and strangled Cheng Mo's neck with lightning speed.

She looked at Cheng Mo and said coldly: "Is your name Cheng Mo?"

Cheng Mo had already noticed that Yang Zhenzhen was awake when she didn't leave.

He said calmly: "Yes, my name is Cheng Mo."

The woman asked with a distorted face: "Are you Cheng Mo, a student from Notting College?"

Cheng Mo looked at her face and said, "Yes, I went to Notting College before."

The woman suddenly laughed crazily, and even laughed so much that she couldn't help coughing.

She smiled, and suddenly two lines of tears fell from her eyes.

"So you are the Cheng Mo who killed my son and my husband, right?"

This time, Cheng Mo didn't speak for a long time.

The woman strangled Cheng Mo's neck and shouted sternly: "Say! Why don't you speak?"

Cheng Mo looked into her eyes and said, "Your husband was not killed by me!"

"As for Jia Renyi, although he died because of me, he was not killed by me myself."

The woman shouted hysterically: "You murderer, don't you even dare to admit it?"

As she spoke, her iron claws suddenly exerted force, and the sharp claw tips dug into Cheng Mo's neck.

In an instant, five bloody holes appeared on Cheng Mo's neck, and light blue blood slowly flowed out from the wounds.

Cheng Mo's expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "Although I have a big conflict with Jia Renyi, I have never thought of killing him."

"It's just that someone wants to use him to kill me!"

"He became someone else's pawn but failed to complete his mission, so he was destined to die."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is my truth!"

The woman's tears kept falling, and she said with a ferocious expression: "Do you want to change the fact that you are the murderer of my son with just two understatement words?"

As she said that, she strangled Cheng Mo's neck, used force again, and said in a crazy tone: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you directly?"

The wound on Cheng Mo's neck got bigger and bigger, and more blood flowed, dyeing his shirt cyan.

He said calmly: "I have a clear conscience for what I did, and every word I said is true."

"If you really want to kill me, then do it!"

After Cheng Mo said that, he closed his eyes.

The woman roared: "Do you think I don't dare?"

"You are the murderer of my son!"

"It was you who ruined my family!"

"I kill you!"

The woman had disheveled hair, red and swollen eyes, and Cheng Mo's blood was flowing on her blue-gray iron claws.

She screamed with tears, but her heart was broken!

Why does God treat me like this?

Why should I let my enemy save me?

It would be better for me to die under the cliff than to be tortured like this now!

Her iron claws trembled, but she was unable to strike.

She took back her martial spirit and her hands returned to normal.Then he struggled to get up and picked up his daughter from the bed.

She was in a daze and ran out without even wearing shoes, holding her daughter in her arms.

Before leaving the house, she said coldly: "Next time you let me see you, I will definitely kill you!"

After all, she left without looking back.

But her steps were a little staggering and her figure looked very thin.

Cheng Mo looked at the back and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart!

Whose fault is it for all this?