The moon is bright and the wind is clear

whoosh-

Silver Needle pressed towards Mo Qi's face.Although Mo Qi's martial arts are excellent now, his reaction is still a little slower than Mo Qingfeng's. He just avoided sideways, and his shoulder was still scratched by the silver needle.

Mo Qingfeng didn't wait for him to have a chance to make a move, and immediately turned around and came to him, pinched his veins, and said: "Mo Qi, you must have followed Xiao Xiao for a long time, you must know what I asked you. You know, in this world, no one has ever dared to say that they don't know what I want to know."

Seeing that he had been tricked, Mo Qi snorted coldly: "I never imagined that the dignified young master of the Qingyuan Sect would be so dishonest. After saving you, he would return his favor and revenge."

There was a smile on Mo Qingfeng's face: "Heh...you made a mistake. I never said that I was upright. I was not a decent family. Is it possible that you only know my style now?"

Immediately, the hand clasped on his veins tightened again.

"Mo Qi, I advise you to tell me quickly. Otherwise, your wrist may break in the next moment."

But at this moment, Mo Qi's frosty face showed a trace of turmoil, and said: "The young master hates me so much, is it because I pretended to be you to confuse Sikong Lang?"

Mo Qingfeng's face was suffocated, and he said with hatred: "Why mention him, it has nothing to do with him!"

Mo Qi laughed again: "The young master is so irritable right now, why are you saying it's not because of him?"

"You..." Mo Qingfeng was a little speechless when asked this question.

Mo Qi continued: "However... Sikong Lang is really easy to deceive. He coaxed him away. At that time, he hugged and kissed me in the land of no one. Those love words Ah, I'm blushing right now."

Mo Qingfeng's eyes are even more red now, and he can't wait to tear Mo Qi into pieces: "No matter how much he hugs and kisses you, it's because Sikong Lang treats you as me! Do you think it's because he likes you? Stop dreaming, It's up to you..."

"Just me?" Mo Qi looked at him calmly, but the next moment Mo Qingfeng's face was stained red.

Mo Qi chuckled lightly: "You said you don't care about Sikong Lang, doesn't the young master know that you are jealous now?"

It was only now that Mo Qingfeng realized that he had fallen into Mo Qi's trap, and that he was making a fuss about him, which indirectly admitted that he cared about Sikong Lang.

Immediately, he flicked his sleeve and let go of the hand pinching Mo Qi's veins.

But Mo Qi smiled at this time, and said: "Young master, why do you do this? You actually care about Sikong Lang so much, but you deceive yourself so much, you don't want to accept your feelings, and you end up making yourself miserable. Why bother?" Woolen cloth?"

Mo Qingfeng stared: "I don't need you to take care of my business! Take care of yourself and Lan Xuzhi. If you guys dare to play tricks behind my back, I will never be relentless!"

Hearing this, Mo Qi chuckled lightly: "Please rest assured, Young Master, Senior Brother Lan is now powerless, and will not offend Young Master again."

Mo Qingfeng responded to him with a sneer: "Lan Xuzhi is really pitiful. He met a lunatic like you, and was crippled by someone who likes him. He still insisted on staying by your side."

"Young master, I don't need you to take care of my own affairs. Don't think that you can control me, in fact... just now when you blocked my pulse door, I have already poisoned your hands."

Mo Qingfeng was shocked: "You! How dare you poison me?!"

"However, the poison was gone when you let go of your hand, so you don't need to worry about it, young master."

Mo Qingfeng looked at his hand now, and sure enough there was a black residual mark in the center of the palm.

"Hmph... Sure enough, after following Xiao Xiao for a long time, even the methods have become ruthless."

But Mo Qi said, "So, young master, don't think about your opponent too simply. In this arena where either you die or I live, underestimating the enemy...is not a good thing."

After speaking, he only glanced at Mo Qingfeng meaningfully.

Mo Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart.

This Mo Qi... is already different from the one who was pushed off the cliff by himself on Qinggeng Peak.

After a pause, Mo Qi spoke again: "I also want to say, if the young master doesn't want Sikong Lang, just give him to me."

Mo Qingfeng felt something wrong with his ears for a moment, and asked again: "What did you say?"

Mo Qi laughed lightly, and intentionally brushed the blue hair beside his ears, looking delicate and charming, and said: "I said... I think Si Kong Lang has outstanding looks and excellent martial arts, and he treats people... and he is obedient again." Shun, I really love him, if Young Master Mo doesn't want him, then leave it to me."

As soon as Mo Qingfeng heard this, he only replied: "Whatever."

He turned around, but his eyes seemed to spew fire like a jealous woman.

He tried his best to suppress the burning anger in his heart, and replied: "You, let's take care of your Lan Xu first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and closed the door with a bang.

Inside the door, Mo Qingfeng's face was uncertain, and his anger was hard to calm down, and he smashed the tea set in the room to pieces.

Outside the door, Mo Qi smiled coincidentally at Sikong Lang who was hiding on the roof, and Sikong Lang couldn't hide his joy, and sincerely hugged him with a fist.

"You mean... my father-killing enemy is not the leader of Qingyuan sect but someone else."

Sikong Lang held a bronze mask in his hand and stood there for a long time unable to calm down.

At this time, Mo Qi and him were in a small ordinary room. There were many unknown medicinal herbs layered on top of the wooden cabinets in the room, which made the whole room smell of medicinal herbs.

Mo Qi replied: "That's right, Senior Xiao told me this personally. However, you said that this mask is exactly the same as the mask worn by the mysterious man you saw in your dream, which is really strange. Could it be... In the world, is there really a psychic thing?"

Sikong Lang said in surprise: "I don't know if I'm psychic or not, but... I often have that dream, and it's actually true. The person I dreamed of would stand under a peach blossom tree every time, like a demon , his hands were covered with blood, and he mocked me more than once for not being able to control myself. But this mask actually still exists, even the lines on it are the same."

Mo Qi looked at the mask, and said to Sikong: "Not only does the mask exist, but the person who killed your whole family is still alive in this world, but he doesn't know where he is."

Sikong Lang was a little skeptical: "What you said is true? But at that time, Senior Xiao told me that Mo Yuqiu was the real culprit who destroyed my family."

Mo Qi shook his head and said, "That's not the case. He said that for a reason. He hated Mo Yuqiu so much before that he told you that. Now is the time to let you know the truth. That's it, Then you can have no quarrel with Young Master Mo."

Hearing this, Sikong Lang finally let out a long breath of relief.His enemy is not Xiao Qi's father.

Although he loved Mo Qingfeng badly in the past, when he thought that he was still the son of an enemy who killed his family, he felt a little pain and depression in his heart. He always felt that... this kind of love for him without hesitation was really a pity for his parents who were buried under the loess.Now knowing that the real culprit turned out to be someone else, it must be said that he has relaxed a lot, and finally let go of a big stone that was weighing on his heart.

If Xiao Qi can forgive him this time...he will join hands with Xiao Qi for the rest of his life and never ask about Jianghu matters.

Sikong Lang paused and asked again: "Then, did senior Xiao tell you, who is the real culprit who killed my whole family?"

Mo Qi thought for a while, and finally told him: "It is said that... it is related to the Jianghu organization that Senior Xiao used to belong to. That person is actually Senior Xiao's senior brother. His martial arts are unpredictable and he is also vicious and vicious. Formerly, he could be said to be the number one feared person in the arena, but his surname, Senior Xiao, never told me. All I know is that this person is still alive now, but he died 20 years ago. Hiding in the rivers and lakes, no one will know his whereabouts since then."

Sikong Lang clenched his fists when he heard this, thinking that his murderer is still alive in this world, but he can't kill the murderer with his own hands, as if there is something stuck in his chest, unable to vent for a long time.

In the end, he let out a long sigh. Although he felt regretful, he should be content.It is not easy to know the truth of this incident back then.

Mo Qi could see that Sikong Lang was full of resentment and couldn't express it, so he said, "Actually, you don't have to be so worried. Do you believe in the cycle of karma in this world? The so-called reincarnation of heaven is not happy. One day he will suffer this karmic retribution, God will not let him go."

Although Sikong Lang only felt that Mo Qi was comforting himself, but what he said was unreasonable, who said that there is no proper way of reincarnation in this world of mortals?

Don't talk about the rivers and lakes, if you look at the whole world, you can't match the word "the way of heaven".

Then nodded, no longer entangled in the past.

After all, what is more important now is to cherish the person in front of him and not let Xiaoqi slip away from him.

Otherwise, he will really regret it for the rest of his life.

However, thinking of Mo Qingfeng's lukewarm reaction to him these days, he feels disheartened again.

After all, how can I make him forgive me?

Mo Qi seemed to see Sikong Lang's thoughts again, and said: "You are thinking, how can you ask Young Master Mo to forgive you?"

Sikong Lang was taken aback by his question, and after a while he tried his best to nod his head.

Mo Qi smiled softly, and said: "Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic. I think that although Young Master Mo rejects you thousands of miles away on the surface, he still cares about you very much in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry when I said that that day gone."

Sikong Lang scratched his head: "Really? Why can't I see it. Let's just say that yesterday, he had just finished practicing, and I thought that he had just got rid of his demonic nature and needed a lighter diet, so I cooked a bowl of polenta and sent it over. Unexpectedly, I was thrown out by him as soon as I entered the door, and the cooked porridge was also thrown out by him, hey... I think he still has hatred for me in his heart."

Sikong Lang sighed and shook his head, knowing how much pain his actions had caused the other party, so it was reasonable for Mo Qi to treat him like this this time.

Mo stared at him and said, "Then... are you ready to give up?"

Sikong Lang is not sure now, although he doesn't want to give up, but with Mo Qi's personality, is it really possible to forgive him in this life?

"It's not that I want to give up, but... I really hurt him too deeply."

Seeing him like this, Mo Qi couldn't bear it: "Don't be discouraged. I have an idea. I wonder if you'd like to give it a try. Maybe it will work."

Sikong Lang's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up: "What method, if it works, I'm certainly willing to try it."

Mo Qi stood with his hands behind his back, and said while walking: "This method is not very difficult, but...you need to cooperate with me. If you cooperate well, it may be possible. If you cooperate poorly, Maybe it will backfire. Do you really want to try?"

Sikong Lang saw the slightest hope of redemption, of course he refused to let it go, he immediately said: "Try it, of course you have to try. Tell me how I want to cooperate with you, I guarantee that I can cooperate seamlessly."

Mo Qi smiled and said: "Well, from now on, you must act according to my orders. If Young Master Mo really cares about you, tonight... will see the outcome. If he still hates you so much in his heart If you are willing to let go of the past, you don’t have to be attached to it anymore.”

When Sikong Lang heard this, he couldn't help becoming nervous, and nodded immediately.

Seeing this, Mo Qi walked up to Sikong Lang and carefully whispered a few words to Sikong Lang.

After finishing speaking, Sikong Lang's eyes widened and his mouth widened, while Mo Qi was calm and breezy.

"Is this... really okay? I'm afraid, if Mo Qi finds out the truth of this matter, he will tear me apart!"

Mo Qi just smiled: "Don't worry, if you succeed, you will be very grateful to me. This can be regarded as my final compensation to you."

After all, Mo Qi showed a meaningful smile.