The Patriarch of Demon Dao is a madman

The Patriarch of Demon Dao is a madman

Author: Fog Age

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"I'm a Mad Demon" by Mo Xuanyu, the Patriarch of the Demonic Way: Maybe I'm a madman. Since no one loves me, and I have no lover, what's the use of this reincarnation.Everyone in the world sighed that the song "Forget Envy" moved the world, but who remembers Mo Xuanyu who was once a young boy on the Jinlin Stage?Mo Yang, if you weren't that man's son, wouldn't I be obsessed with him who is illusory... Minesweeper: Jin Guangyao x Mo Xuanyu are related by blood

Content tags: sadomasochistic love, karmic fate, erroneous errands, fairy tale cultivation

Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Xuanyu Jin Guangyao ┃Supporting role: ┃Others: Master of Demonic Dao with Humanities

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The Patriarch of Demon Dao·Mo Xuanyu Colleagues

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Mo Xuanyu sat upright. It had been a long, long time, and he had never been so awake.In front of his eyes, he seemed to see the appearance of such a person again.Smiled gently at him and called him Mo Yang.

But in a blink of an eye, the gentle man yelled at him again: "Mo Xuanyu, get out! Don't go to this golden scale platform again!"

Ah, accidentally, thinking about it, burst into tears again.

Mo Xuanyu supported his face with both hands, seemingly soft and firm.

"Goodbye, Ayao."

Looking at the magic circle he had drawn, and at his wound that was bleeding continuously, Mo Xuanyu still felt that his heart was aching.

The magic circle for offering sacrifices was seen at A Yao's place.At the beginning, he also said that this was the sorcerer himself, but he wanted to use this sorcery to invite the founder of this sorcery, Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling.

The only thing she can't bear is that she still has a good friend, Huai Sang.Huaisang, I can't drink with you anymore.

"Xuan Yu! Do you really want it?" Huai Sang cried.

"Ah, that's right." Mo Xuanyu turned her head, tears shed in two lines, "I don't have anything to miss anymore."

Yes, there is nothing left to miss.Only the scars on his body are left, which is the hatred of the world towards him; only the scarred heart is left, which is the spurning of that person towards him.

The magic circle started.

My heart doesn't seem to hurt anymore?

Maybe I'm a madman. Since no one loves me, I don't have a lover, so what's the use of this reincarnation.

Before losing consciousness, Mo Yang seemed to have returned to the past.

"Younger."

Jin Guangyao heard the news about the Yinhu Talisman in Mojiazhuang, so he came here in person, but he didn't find any trace of the Yinhu Talisman, and was about to leave the accommodation and go back on horseback.Unexpectedly, he found a little man hiding in the grass next to his horse.

"Little man, what are you doing here?" Jin Guangyao looked at the five or six year old child curiously.

The child was dirty all over, but looking at the clothes, he didn't look like an ordinary person in this Mo's village.Jin Guangyao should have ignored this little man, but looking at those eyes, vaguely similar to his own back then, he asked the little man.

"They bullied me." The child said bitterly.

"Why did you bully you?" Jin Guangyao knelt down, and the child looked up at Jin Guangyao, startled by his appearance.

"Are you a fairy!" The child seemed to have never seen such a good-looking person, so surprised that he automatically classified Jin Guangyao as a fairy in the sky.

Jin Guangyao laughed, it was rare for a villain to praise him like this, and a ripple appeared in his heart. "No, I'm not a fairy, but I'm a cultivator."

"Are you a cultivator? Then do you know my father? I miss my father, but they all said that my father doesn't want me anymore." The child suddenly sobbed.

When Jin Guangyao heard the little man say "Father doesn't want me anymore", his eyes darkened, and he asked, "Why do they say that?"

The child seemed to have found comfort, and poured out all his grievances: "Daddy hasn't been here since I was four years old. They said my father is tired of my mother and won't come here. My mother won't come here anymore. Let me know that she is crying every day, but I still know, her eyes are swollen, I often cry, I know it! But my mother cries like this, I also think that my father will not come back. They say my father It was just to play with my mother, and would not pay attention to me and my mother at all. My father, my father seems to be a cultivator, brother, can you go to my father and let him come back one by one woo woo woo”

Jin Guangyao patted the little man's head, and said softly, "Don't cry. You can't believe what other people say. Come here with me."

Jin Guangyao took the little man with him, asked Xiao Er for a pen and paper, and led the little man upstairs to his room.

"Brother, what are we going to do?" The child was curious.

"I'll write you some things about cultivating immortals. You should study hard, and in the future I will take...no, get back everything about you." Jin Guangyao wrote while holding a pen.

"If you learn this, you can meet Daddy!" The child shouted excitedly.

Looking at the little man's excited gaze, Jin Guangyao felt sad for a moment, he blinked and said to the little man, "Yes."

"Brother, what's your name!" the child asked.

"Call me Brother Yao." Jin Guangyao said, and then asked the little man: "And you, what's your name?"

"My name is Mo Xuanyu! But they like to call me by this name when they scold me, I don't like it. Brother Yao, you can call me Mo Yang." The child said aggrievedly.

"Mo Yang." Jin Guangyao nodded, knowing in his heart that this child had his mother's surname, so he might have been abandoned by his father.Like that person, it's not a good thing.

One afternoon passed, Jin Guangyao and Mo Yang talked a lot, Mo Yang's eyes widened, and he liked Brother Yao more and more.Jin Guangyao also liked this little man more and more, hoping that this little man's father would recognize him.

"Okay, here are some formulas and essentials, practice hard. Brother Yao is going back." Jin Guangyao dried the written paper, folded it and handed it to Mo Yang.

"Where is Brother Yao going back?" Mo Yang asked.

"My brother's... my brother's home." Jin Guangyao gave Mo Yang a gentle smile, Mo Yang blushed, fascinated by this smile, what a pretty fairy brother.

"Will that brother come again?" Mo Yang asked.

"I don't know." Jin Guangyao lowered his eyes, although he was a child, he couldn't make a promise to him.

He won't be like that guy.Promise at will, relinquish at will.

"Brother Yao, if I find daddy in the future, I will come to you again!" Mo Yang said.

"Okay." Jin Guangyao responded to the little man, smiling softly.

After separating from Jin Guangyao, Mo Yang secretly studied fairy arts, but no one knew about it, and he also practiced secretly without telling his mother.He wanted to find his father, brother Yao.These two things became his obsession.

In a flash of time, 14-year-old Mo Yang, who had just grown into a teenager, was taken back to his father's home gracefully.No one made fun of him anymore, Mo Yang went up to the Jinlin Terrace in high spirits, and lit the cinnabar.

And his father, the famous Jin Guangshan, the head of the famous cultivating family.However, no name was given to him.Mo Yang was full of disappointment, he helped the cinnabar between his eyebrows, he sighed, that's all.

Along with him, there were a few more people who brought him back, all of whom were well-endowed, like him, illegitimate children.On the second day after lighting the cinnabar, they were going to meet their elder brother, who was also an illegitimate child, but was straightened by Jin Guangshan, the immortal governor who was outstanding in the Sun Shooting Campaign, Lianfang respected Jin Guangyao.

"My lord, everyone has been brought here." The attendant who led them over saluted respectfully to the person whose back was turned to him.

Several people watched curiously, and Mo Yang was no exception.The man turned around after hearing the attendant's report.

Mo Yang stopped breathing the moment he saw Jin Guangyao.

"Brother Yao?" Mo Yang asked.

He wasn't sure, but Jin Guangyao was so similar to brother Yao, even though his memory was vague, yet he was so familiar.

"Yes." Jin Guangyao smiled again as in memory. "So you are my younger brother. If I had known earlier, I would have brought you back. How have you suffered all these years?"

Mo Yang burst into tears all of a sudden, he didn't expect, he didn't expect to see elder brother Yao here.

So happy, so happy, he stepped forward and hugged Jin Guangyao, trying to ignore another lost place in his heart.

Why are you lost?Mo Yang didn't want to think about it anymore, the powerful joy occupied his heart, which made him happier than taking it home.

His brothers and brothers next to him, seeing that Mo Yang knew Jin Guangyao so well, couldn't help but curse in their hearts, and immediately looked at Mo Yang with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Jin Guangyao patted his back to comfort him.Then he said to the others: "Brothers, we will be a family from now on. Jinlin Terrace has the best practice place, everyone can learn from it, and everything is arranged by someone. Thanks for your hard work, brothers."

Everyone cupped their hands and said in unison: "Yes."

Jin Guangyao said again: "Brothers, step back, there will be someone leading the way outside. Work hard."

Mo Yang raised her head and asked, "Do I want it too?"

Jin Guangyao looked at Mo Yang and said with a smile, "I want to catch up with you."

"Yeah." Mo Yang blushed suddenly, and buried her head deeply in Jin Guangyao's chest, unwilling to get up.

Jin Guangyao saw that he was too excited, so he didn't let him go.He didn't know that Mo Yang was actually Jin Guangshan's son, his own half-brother.In fact, he had mixed feelings about Mo Yang's arrival.

Since arriving at Jinlin Terrace, Mo Yang has been full of energy, and Jin Guangyao looked at him with confusion.

Success is his obstacle.

Then let him fail.

Jin Guangyao clenched his fists and made up his mind.

Mo Yang, I'm sorry, brother, there is no other choice.

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In the blink of an eye, March passed by, and it was the rainy season, and the rain was constantly falling. Mo Yang was sitting, a little restless. Jin Guangyao noticed it, put down the book, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mother's body will not get better when it rains." Mo Yang's worried expression revealed a sense of sadness.

"Does it work?" Jin Guangyao was concerned.