long sleep thinking about leisure

Of course Wei Changmian will never forget that he is not fatherless and motherless, his father is gentle and kind although his cultivation level is not high, and his mother is a husband and wife, gentle as water.But all of this was shattered because of Mo Tianyun.

When he was 16 years old, he returned home from practicing as usual, but saw the house in a mess, with the dead bodies of his parents lying on the ground. Later, Wei Xize found him and said to him,

His father was a disciple of a high-ranking hermit. When that immortal lost his soul, he passed the precious treasure Tu Lingzhu to the second disciple with mediocre aptitude, not the first disciple with high cultivation. Needless to say, one of the two It was Mo Tianyun, the head of the Mo family, and the other was Wei Changmian's father.

Mo Tianyun is arrogant and arrogant. Seeing his master doing this, although he didn't say anything, he had already made up his mind to get Tu Lingzhu in his heart, and this was the case of exterminating the family. It's not like Mo Tianyun hasn't looked for him all these years The son of that junior brother, but this person seemed to evaporate in the world, and he couldn't find any news. Later, he found a male corpse with his junior brother's token on him at the foot of a mountain, and he was relieved. Obviously, doing this Everything is Wei Xize.

"Of course I will never forget Long Sleep, it's just..."

"You fell in love with him!" Wei Xize said harshly, glaring at him, and then laughed again

"Hahahaha, I, Wei Xize, really raised a good brother who is affectionate and righteous."

"Brother!"

"Changmian, if you insist, don't blame me for not remembering the brotherhood of the past few years!"

Wei Changmian knows that Wei Xize has always been ruthless, and these words are already his limit

kneel down

"Changmian knows that elder brother treats me with the kindness of rebuilding. Over the years, I have never disobeyed what elder brother asked me to do. Only this time, Changmian begged elder brother to let Mo Yu go."

Wei Xize looked at his younger brother, he was right, Wei Changmian was his sharp sword, a sword specially designed to kill Mo Shaoxian, from the moment he found Wei Changmian, that was what Wei Xize planned, He wanted to let that Mr. Mo, who valued love and righteousness, experience all kinds of deception, betrayal, and heartache.But he never imagined that this murderous sword would be emotional.

Wei Xize kicked hard

"Disappointing!"

Another slap

Although Wei Changmian blocked it with his spiritual power, he still couldn't stand it. The blood fell on the white clothes, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Brother..." Before he could say it, he passed out.

"Come on!"

"Lord"

Wei Xize only glanced at Wei Changmian, who was collapsed on the ground, and waved his hand

"Bring the Second Young Master back to the room, and don't take a step without my order!"

"Yes."

"Wait, find someone to heal his injuries, as long as he can't get out of bed within half a month."

"Subordinates obey."

After speaking, Wei Xize entered the main hall, and there were already people waiting in the hall

"My lord, our people said that they are almost ready!"

He raised the corner of his mouth and said

"Give this dagger to Liang Yong, he knows how to do it"

"Yes."

The Liang Yong that Wei Xize spoke of was the head of the dead men he raised. These dead men were his personal subordinates, and no one knew of their existence.

That group of people are all quite high-level and sincerely devoted to him. They are usually dressed in black and wear black masks.

The leader, Liang Yong, is a demon who kills without blinking an eye. He holds a Zanpakuto, and wherever he goes, blood will flow into rivers.

They waited for a long time in a ruined temple in Wuliang Mountain, only waiting for Wei Xize's order.

See the messenger come in,

Only then did Liang Yong say: "Wake up, get up and work!"

"Master Liang, the lord wants me to hand this over to you"

Seeing the dagger, Liang Yong knew it well

Wangjing Mofu

"My lord, there has been movement in Wuliang Mountain"

"Is the news reliable?"

"The subordinate has already gone to check it himself, and indeed saw a vision in the seal."

Mo Tianyun was full of worries and hesitated

"Don't make a mistake"

"nature"

Although the news was reliable, Mo Qingyang's death was caused by the earlier action

It made Mo Tianyun feel afraid, and he didn't dare to act rashly again, but he really didn't want to be preempted by his family, so he gave orders

"Let's go to General Yu Ce!"

"Yes!"

When he turned around, the person who answered had a strange smile on his face.

"General Ye, follow me!"

Although Ye Chutian felt that this was a bit inappropriate, he couldn't disobey the Patriarch's order, so he had to bring a group of disciples to Wuliang Mountain with the man Yujian.

"General, you know that your subordinates are not well cultivated, so you don't follow him."

"Well, be careful yourself!"

After crossing the river, there is a lush forest

Although they were alone, Ye Chutian always felt that someone was staring at them from behind

"Be careful!"

While walking, fog suddenly appeared in the originally clear forest

Ye Chutian only felt that something was wrong

"Don't breathe in this fog!"

"General, where are you?"

"My spiritual power is gone!"

"Me too!"

"Me too! Me too!"

counted

Ye Chutian knew something was wrong

This mist does not arise naturally

"Go back, get out of the forest first, and then make plans!"

Suddenly, thousands of feathered arrows flew from all directions.Everyone lost their spiritual power and could only resist with their swords, but most of them were killed or injured.

Although Ye Chutian still has spiritual power, he can only protect some of these disciples

"Hide behind me!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of men in black masks appeared in front of him.

"Who are you? Why are you against the Mohists?"

No one in the group answered, except the leader, each holding a long sword.

"Go!"

After listening to the order, the group of people spread out in various directions and fought with Mohist disciples. Those disciples lost all their spiritual power, how could they be the opponents of this group of people, and there were not many people left alive after a while.

Although Ye Chutian wanted to help, he was held tightly around his neck by a Zanpakuto, and his long sword was also blocked by the other person's neck.

"I have admired General Ye's name for a long time, and I am honored to compete with you today."

"Who the hell are you?"

"The general should first hold the sword in his hand!"

Immediately, the man removed Ye Chutian's sword from his body with bare hands, stepped forward and gave him a slap

Ye Chutian had already exhausted most of his energy to set up a fairy barrier to protect those disciples just now.

Already unable to do what he wanted, although he tried his best to meet him, he had already been hacked several times by the man.

The man seemed quite dissatisfied, a little impatient, and his sword skills became hasty

"Ye Chutian, you only have such abilities, what kind of general Yuce is, what a joke!"

Then suddenly disappeared

Ye Chutian only felt a white light in front of his eyes, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't hear anything except his frantic heartbeat and heavy panting.

He doesn't want to die, he hasn't fulfilled his promise to give that woman a home

Before he could react, the Zanpakutō had pierced through his heart

He knelt on his knees, his body was straight, and he seemed to see the woman in plain clothes slowly walking towards him in his scarlet eyes.

"like……"

Before he finished speaking, he fell down, lying on the ground, with his head tilted, with blood in his mouth, dying with regret

"Totally boring!"

"Master Liang."

The person who led the way just now appeared out of nowhere.

"Yo, you kid is still here, I thought you were scared and ran away."

"Where, how can you easily let go of the opportunity to witness the confrontation between two masters!"

The person who spoke was named Zhang Luan, and he was Wei Xize's spy who planted beside Mo Tianyun. It was probably due to him that this matter was able to be done.

Glancing at Ye Chutian, I feel a little regretful

"Tsk tsk tsk, a generation of heroes died so tragically!"

"Heh! I would still believe it if someone else said it, but you, Zhang Luan, couldn't believe it."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Liang, it's getting late, let's go back and report back together."

Seeing that Ye Chutian and his party hadn't returned for three days, Mo Tianyun was a little suspicious, and his heart was even more anxious, and he lost his mind.

"father"

"Oh, it's Ayu!"

"Father, do you have something to hide from me, brother Ye?"

"What can I do, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a seriously injured disciple rushed in and shouted

"My lord, there are assassins, let's go!"

I swallowed my breath after speaking

Both Mo Tianyun and Mo Shaoxian were taken aback

"Ayu, I'll go out and watch, you go find your mother!"

"Father, be careful, I'll come and help you in a while!"

Mo Tianyun raised his sword and walked out of the hall, outside the disciples of the Mohist courtyard had already been fighting with many black-clothed and masked people for a while

Before he could think about it, he rushed into the crowd alone

"Lord!"

Seeing him rushing in, the group of disciples shouted anxiously

"Don't be distracted!"

After all, Mo Tianyun is the head of the Immortal Sect, after several fights, he has the upper hand

Then he saw the frightening Lord Yue Jue descending from the sky, and he knew what was going on.

"Wei Yao! What are you going to do?" He shouted angrily, but still kept moving his hands

"Hahahahaha, Mo Tianyun, you still can't see what I'm going to do?"

"Heh! I didn't expect you to go so far for Qing Yang!"

The man in black disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, the man had already strangled his neck

"Mo Tianyun, you don't deserve to mention his name!"

"Wei Yao! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go! You will suffer retribution!"

Wei Xize pinched him with one hand, and took out the dagger from his bosom with the other

This was what Mo Qingyang gave him for self-defense at first.

He glanced at the dagger, then at Mo Tianyun and stabbed him in the stomach

Mo Shaoxian went to search in his mother's bedroom, but did not find his mother

Suddenly panicked, turned back and saw this scene.

"father!"

"Ayu... hurry... run!"

Seeing the boy, Wei Xize threw Mo Tianyun to the ground viciously, his eyes also turned red, blood-red pupils.

Infused with spiritual power, he slapped the past

Although Mo Shaoxian blocked part of it with his sword, his internal organs were damaged and he vomited blood

"Wei Yao! What are you coming at me for? Let Ayu go!" Mo Tianyun yelled loudly when he was stepped on the ground by a masked man

"Hahahahahaha, Mo Tianyun, seeing your beloved son die in front of you, how do you feel?"

"My mother, where is it?" Mo Shaoxian panted heavily, and forced himself to utter a word

"Mr. Mo, don't worry, Mrs. Mo is already one step ahead of you, and has rushed to Huangquan to wait for your family reunion."

"Where is Wei Changmian?" Mo Shaoxian choked up so much that he almost cried

"Oh? Mr. Mo still thinks about Changmian when he is about to die, which makes me very moved! If Changmian knows that Mr. Mo is so sincere, I wonder if he will let go of Mo Tianyun's revenge of killing his father."

Mo Shaoxian froze for a moment, as if his heart had been hit hard by something.

Wei Xize came to him in a short step, knelt down and whispered in his ear

"You might as well tell Mr. Mo that Changmian has never treated you sincerely from the beginning to the end. He approached you just for revenge. Do you understand? Mr. Mo."

get up

I saw Mo Shaoxian's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul

Wei Changmian, it turns out that I, Mo Yu, know people, face, and heart! I can't see your true intentions!

Lose me, lose me...

In an instant, Wei Xize had picked up Mo Shaoxian's sword Weaving Soul,

pierced straight into his heart

"Ayu!"

"Brother!"

When he fell to the ground and closed his eyes, he saw the familiar white-clothed hosta and the familiar voice

Wei Changmian! You are here after all!

I don't even have a chance to say I hate you!

you……

Slowly closing his tearful eyes, Mo Shaoxian didn't know anything anymore.

When I wake up again, it will be ten years later