My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"Sixth! What are you doing... let her go!"

Mo Yuanshan looked at the panicked look of his elder brother, and for the first time did not hide his heartfelt ridicule: "What am I doing? Brother, why don't you tell me, what have you guys done this month?"

The eldest wife couldn't stop crying, and Mo Yuanhong was so anxious that he didn't dare to move. He could only repeat the lie that Mo Yuanshan had heard before: "I said it! A few days ago, the sixth wife's courtyard leaked..."

Mo Yuanshan didn't bother to listen anymore: "Speaking bluntly, are they alive or dead?"

"This……"

Mo Yuanshan's knife got a little closer, and a thin line of blood appeared on the lady's neck.

"I don't know!" In desperation, Mo Yuanhong didn't care too much, "It's Song Shushou who wanted it! He took them away a month ago! I don't know where they are either!"

"What is Song Shu chief Yuan Xi doing?" Mo Yuanshan let go of his hand covering his mouth.

"...I don't know! The Song family came to ask for someone, how dare I refuse! You can understand me, Yuan Shan, can you understand? When the Mo family is no longer here, I have to be careful when I am the head of the family..."

"Yeah, carefully keep me from knowing the truth, and secretly plot to kill me carefully." Mo Yuanshan said, "Brothers are killing each other, that's an understatement."

"Mo Yuanshan! Do you know what you are doing?!" The eldest lady screamed in horror and annoyance, "Don't let me go! Otherwise, you won't be able to get out alive today!"

"My lady is very courageous." Mo Yuanshan remained indifferent, "What do you think, brother? Is brother really going to kill me?"

"If you harm my mother! I will never let you go!" As a son of man, when his mother is threatened, he must have some strength.

"What about my mother? What about Yuan Xi? Eldest brother loves Eldest Madam, why don't I feel the same way?" Ever since Mo Yuanshan heard that it was Song Mingguang who came to ask for someone, Mo Yuanshan's heart has been cold for the most part. He followed Song Mingguang for a while. Years, more or less heard some rumors.

"Ask Song Shushou yourself! What's the use of arguing with me? Calm down, you weren't so impulsive in the first place!"

"...Brother is saying that I'm too impulsive, I should go to Hongyan Book to check first." Mo Yuanshan let go of the eldest lady, and quickly turned out of the window.

Mo Yuanhong hurriedly chased to the window to have a look, until the black back like a swallow disappeared lightly between the roof ridges of the capital, then he closed the window sash forcefully, turned around and let out a long sigh of relief.

"My son! You are the head of the family, how can you let him, a bastard born as an actor, tell you what to do!" Da Furen wiped the blood on her neck and said angrily, "How dare he hold the Mo family's mistress hostage!"

"Mother, after all, we did too much of that..."

"To preserve the Mohist family, someone must sacrifice! We rely on the Song family, so what can we do?" The eldest lady sat down on the bed with sobs, "I am originally from the Song family, and I also told you about the return of all rivers to the sea. It is enough for him to take away your father's internal energy, but he still misses his silly son!"

"The sixth wife's little sick child has deep internal strength and has never contributed to the family. We have raised him all these years, and he owes the family! If we don't hand him over, we have to send two more people. He If you were born as a Mohist, you should die for the Mohist, why not?!" Da Furen's voice trembled but she was firm, "If he makes trouble again, just tell him like this... No, there is no need to say, send a message to Song Song now Shushou, let Song Shushou kill..."

The lady's voice was cut off by the cold light, but the source of the light was not the white blade in Mo Yuanshan's hand, but his narrow eyes.

"Ahh... I knew that Dad left in a strange way, and sure enough, he didn't die well." Mo Yuanshan smashed the tiles on the roof, and fell lightly with a beam of sunlight and countless debris, like a god. He came into the world, but his toes touched the ground at the same time as the lady's head.

Mo Yuanhong was completely stunned, even his breathing was still, and only his pupils contracted unconsciously.

"You...you..." Mo Yuanhong murmured without being able to say a word, and raised his saber tremblingly.

Mo Yuan saw that his elder brother was stunned at first, and then he reacted and drew his knife at him, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth inadvertently: "What's the matter, elder brother, why don't I avenge my father?

"You...you're crazy! You're crazy!" Mo Yuanhong's long knife pointed directly at Mo Yuanshan, took a step forward, but stepped into the blood of the eldest lady, "How dare you!"

Mo Yuanshan easily received Mo Yuanhong's slash full of flaws due to anger, but he was not in a hurry to fight back: "Let me ask again-are they dead or alive?"

"Dead! They're all dead! No one can survive Song Shushou's evacuation of internal energy!" Mo Yuanhong's eyes were dripping with tears, but the corners of his mouth were raised, his teeth were clenched, and his face was as ferocious as a ghost, "One month After the past, he must not survive! Hahaha! Are you satisfied with that?!"

"Brother, you are the one who is crazy."

"Me? I'm not crazy, every decision I make is right! Do you think we can resist the power of the Song family? One person changes a house, what do you do if you are the head of the house?!"

"Am I wrong? Is this my fault? Is it my mother's fault?" Mo Yuanhong stepped back half a minute and raised his breath to catch the knife, "If you were me, would you be able to do better than me?! "

"The day before Dad left, Song Shushou took the doctor and said he would see a doctor for him, but Dad died the next day." Mo Yuanshan once again made a messy knife, "So that's how it is."

"If you were in my position... Mother, father, Song Shushou, these people can't resist, what can I do?" After two moves, Mo Yuanhong already knew that he was not Mo Yuanshan's opponent, angry Gradually receding, the empty space in my heart was filled with fear and despair, "This is not something I can do! Sending Yuan Xi alone is the result of the whole family's decision! It is agreed by everyone! Everyone!"

"Forget it, Yuan Shan, stop! Don't do this! We are a family!"

"Are we a family? We, family?" Mo Yuanshan smiled.

Only one knife.

"The whole family's decision is just your family's decision."

"You are right, and so are my mother and Yuan Xi."

"In fact, people only divide life and death, so what is right or wrong?"

……

When the Seventh Prince arrived, he saw Mo Yuanshan slowly pulling out the dagger from Mo Li's chest, and stabbing it into his heart dripping with blood.

"Brother Yuanshan?!"

Hearing the sound, Mo Yuanshan subconsciously waved his hand and threw the knife out, but because his arm lost strength, the flying knife fell to the ground halfway, still far away from the Seventh Prince.

"Brother Yuanshan, what's wrong with you! What's going on?!" The Seventh Prince stood at the door and didn't rush forward.

Mo Yuanshan became very dull again at this moment. He first slowly straightened his waist, then slowly turned his head, and slowly opened his eyes - only then did the Seventh Prince realize that Mo Yuanshan had closed his eyes before.

"It's Your Highness." Mo Yuanshan spoke slowly, as if he was extremely tired, "It's not suitable to entertain guests at my next home today, please go back."

"You go back with me first." Seeing that he was still able to speak, the Seventh Prince strode into the Mo family's courtyard, and grabbed Mo Yuanshan's hand regardless of the corpses lying on the ground and the spilled blood.

"What did your highness say? This is my home, where can I go back?" Mo Yuanshan's arms were limp, but his whole body was pinned to the ground and remained motionless.

"Anyway, you go with me first!" The Seventh Prince was anxious, "I can help you!"

Mo Yuanshan just closed his eyes again.

The Seventh Prince also saw that Mo Yuanshan had no desire for life at this time, so he could only coax him first: "Brother Yuanshan, I will take you to find Yuanxi."

Mo Yuanshan was still silent, and the Seventh Prince stood quietly with him.

Afternoon No. 11 gust of wind blew and rolled down 26 leaves of the elm tree by the door, the Seventh Prince finally heard Mo Yuanshan speak: "Your Highness, thank you."

At this moment, he knew that Mo Yuanshan was still Mo Yuanshan, and Mo Yuanshan would not lose.