Pirate's Steel Chain Finger

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He guessed that the disease should be a congenital disease, formed from birth for unknown reasons. He called it the murderous body. Moreover, this constitution is extremely rare. He read a lot of classics, but there was no record of this disease. It is very likely that there is only one case of Mo Dong'er in history.

Such a disease cannot be cured at all, and Mo Wen can only watch Mo Dong'er die step by step. One can imagine Mo Wen's pain.

But what he didn't expect was that the girl named Mo Qingge had the exact same disease as Mo Dong'er - an innate murderous body!

At that moment, he even had a strange feeling. Mo Qingge was his sister Mo Donger, otherwise everything would be exactly the same.

When he stood up just now, he accidentally discovered that Mo Qingge's hair was covered with a layer of dark red blood light. The light was so faint that it was even difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

But because Mo Wen was so familiar with that thing, how could he not discover it? The aura and symptoms were absolutely unmistakable.

The killing body is no different from ordinary people at ordinary times. It will only show its signs one month before the outbreak. It should be time for Mo Qingge's murderous aura to explode. It could take as long as a month or as short as a week, and the murderous aura in her body will completely explode. The latest chapter of The Cute Pet Queen.

If you can't resist, then the only outcome is that the beauty will disappear!

"What's wrong with me?"

Mo Qingge smiled, her voice still indifferent. Except for Mo Wen's mood swings when she said she was sick, she was as calm as autumn water.

"I'm afraid your murderous body will have an attack soon, aren't you worried?"

Mo Wen took a deep look at Mo Qingge. Her personality was exactly the same as Mo Dong'er's. No matter what time, she was as calm as water, and she never had too many emotions.

Perhaps it is in line with the saying that the negative pole creates yang, and the extreme pole of things is the opposite. A person with a murderous body symbolizes the ultimate in killing, violence, destruction, and bloodshed, but his character is as good as water and as immovable as a mountain.

When the murderous spirit is not showing up, Mo Donger is indifferent, peaceful and quiet at all times. The purity of the soul is so spotless that it is rare in the world.

"How did you know?"

Mo Qingge's voice finally showed some emotion, and for the first time, she focused her gaze on Mo Wen's face.

"Because I've seen people like you." Mo Wen said softly.

"Is there someone like me?" Mo Qingge lowered her eyes and thought for a moment before raising her head, "Is there really someone like me in the world?"

"Yes, he is exactly the same as you, no matter the appearance, personality, temperament, or physique, he is exactly the same as you."

Mo Wen smiled and kept looking at Mo Qingge's eyes.

He knew that people with the killing body were not born cold, but because of the killing body, their hearts were empty, spotless, and their minds were absolutely firm.

Otherwise, there will be too many distracting thoughts and evil thoughts in the heart, and the emotions will be out of control. Once the murderous body breaks out, it will be impossible to resist the terrible murderous desire.

On the contrary, people with the body of killing usually have a clear and persistent heart. Once a friend agrees, he will be very firm.

"You're not talking about me, are you?"

Mo Qingge smiled indifferently. What Mo Wen said was really mysterious. How could she easily believe a person who was exactly like her? And everything is the same, so I’m afraid cloning can’t be done.

However, she was still very curious about Mo Wen's knowledge of her physique. No one outside should know about her. How could Mo Wen know?

"Just think of me as telling a story."

Mo Wen smiled and naturally told Mo Qingge the story about him and his sister, telling it in a story-telling tone.

Mo Qingge put down the book and listened quietly, respecting the story Mo Wen told her.

After a long time, Mo Wen finished telling the story. The ending of the story was that his brother still failed to save his sister's life, which brought the story to a tragic end.

"Did the sister in the story die in the end?" Mo Qingge asked softly, lowering her eyes.

"I don't know, maybe alive, maybe dead."

Mo Wen gave a silent wry smile. He didn't know the ending of the story. Starting from when Mo Wen entered the misty forest, the rest of the story ended with Master Xuanhuang.

But the probability of Mo Dong'er surviving was too slim, and that was the eternal pain in his heart.

"I will die in the end, just like Mo Dong'er."

Mo Qingge looked at Mo Wen deeply and said that he would die, but he had no emotions and seemed to have taken life and death lightly for a long time.

"I will try my best to keep you alive." Mo Wen took a deep breath and said with firm eyes, "I will."

"You are good at telling stories, thank you for your stories; I also hope that I can have a brother who loves her as much as Mo Dong'er, but it's a pity that you are not my brother."

Mo Qingge stared at Mo Wen, quietly stood up, picked up the book, and left the reading room.

Mo Wen looked at Mo Qingge's back, his heart filled with speechless emotions, Mo Qingge? Mo Donger? Why are there two people so similar in the world?

No matter what, he will never let Mo Qingge die. In that life, he did not defeat the killing body. In this life, he will continue to fight. No matter how difficult it is, he will never give up.

Walking out of the library, Mo Wen had mixed feelings in his heart. When he met Mo Qingge, he really didn't know if it was a coincidence or some fate.

I don’t know what fate my sister Mo Donger will have in that life.

It was noon now, so Mo Wen walked to the canteen to eat as usual.

However, a cold light came in a flash and went straight to Mo Wen's throat.

At the same time, a figure passed through the woods on one side and quickly disappeared into the woods.

Mo Wen snorted lightly and casually intercepted the cold light. It was a two-inch-long flying knife.

Above the flying knife, there is a piece of paper hanging on it, which reads: "Friends, let's talk about the woods."

"What a monster."

Mo Wen sneered and inserted the throwing knife into the big tree nearby, but he didn't pay attention to what the note said and walked to the canteen.

Mo Wen has been a veteran for a long time, so how could he just listen to other people's words? How can a guy who hides his head and shows his tail do anything good?

If he was strong enough, he wouldn't mind following him to find out who was planning on him. But now, he will not put himself under the dangerous wall easily.

Deep in the woods, a young man stood under a big tree with a cold face, his eyes gloomy and cold.

Behind him, there were four people standing, including two middle-aged people and two young people.

They stood quietly in the forest with their hands lowered, like servants.

"Master Su, why bother dealing with a student? I can just go and catch him."

A young man took a step forward and took the initiative to ask for help.

"That person is very special. He should also be an ancient warrior, and his cultivation level is not inferior to yours."

Su Boyu glanced at the young man and said indifferently.