2/1 god domain

When Mo Shao woke up, he found that he was moved back to the room, lying on that luxurious king-size bed, and there were people beside the bed, including the poet, facial paralysis, Bai Yuan, and Yu Ji. The four of them were sitting together, It's unscrupulous to play double buttons, and what's more, these guys didn't even notice that he was awake!

"Cough cough..."

He deliberately coughed twice, and the four guys over there finally turned around quickly and in unison, with wonderful expressions on their faces, surprise, surprise, surprise...the list goes on.

What about Mo Fan?He sat up and looked around, but he was a little disappointed that he didn't find that person.

"Shao Shao! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The poet was the first to react, lost his mind, and threw himself directly on the bed, with a snot and tear, Mo Shao looked a little ballsy and sad.

Do you want to change the sheets?

"How long have I slept?"

He reacted quicker, and stuffed the pillow before the poet could pounce on him.

The poet froze for a moment, hugged the pillow, sniffed, looking a little pitiful.

"Two days."

"It's a good thing it wasn't two years."

Mo Shao rejoiced that he had slept for 12 years last time, and he still had some lingering fears, fearing that if he was not careful next time, he would not wake up.How cheating that is!

The poet hugged the pillow and rubbed his little face, and added thoughtfully: "Mo Fan has something to go away, and he will be back soon. The four of us didn't do it for long, it was only half an hour. He was the one before. guarding your..."

within two days

But having said that, Mo Fan and their family Shao Shao are really... undestined?Every time Shao Shao wakes up, the big devil is not by his side, what a crime!

Hearing this, Mo Shao didn't care. He nodded to show that he understood, and then looked at the guy with a paralyzed face. It happened that the guy was also looking at him. The eyes of the two met. He didn't need to ask any more questions. He explained to the convenience : "The antidote has begun to work. You passed out before because your spiritual power rose too fast, and your body couldn't hold that much power for a while."

That is to say, the formula that Rokic gave in the end was correct, and he didn't play any tricks.

"Ah."

Mo Shao nodded slightly, clenched his right hand, and felt it. As the facial paralysis said, he is in a very good condition now. It is preliminarily concluded that within two days of his coma, his cultivation has slowly recovered from the middle stage of the Xuan rank to the ground level. At the end of the stage, now it is time to break through the heavenly rank, and I believe that it will be able to break through the holy rank in a short time.

Maybe it's because of his strength coming back, even if he hasn't eaten for two days, he doesn't feel that hungry, but——

"Where's Rocky?"

He didn't have time to make it clear to Mo Fan before, and just asked him to spare Lu Qiqi's life, but after thinking about it carefully, it's safer to keep this person under their noses.

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere was subtly silent.

Mo Shao looked at Bai Yuan in bewilderment, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Don't tell him that Lukic has unfortunately passed away!

Bai Yuan rested his right hand on his left shoulder, rubbed his stiff shoulder, and smiled a little weakly: "I've already left."

"Where did you go?" If you go after him now, will it be too late?

"I don't know about this either." Bai Yuan smiled and shrugged, with a helpless look on his face.

Mo Shao stared at him intently. After a long while, he turned his head to look at the poet. The reason why he didn't ask about the facial paralysis and Yu Ji was because he had obstacles in interpreting the inner world of facial paralysis.

"Poet, tell me."

"Shaoshao..." the poet shouted loudly.

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Mo Shao's heart: "Dead?"

"...Well." Under the gaze of those big black and white eyes, the poet felt his scalp go numb, and wanted to make a fuss, but failed, so he could only nod embarrassingly: "It was already too late when we found his body." He... he committed suicide..."

Originally, he wanted to add a sentence later: This matter should have nothing to do with Mo Fan.

However, when he thought about it with one finger, he also felt that it was unreliable.

On the front foot, Rokic had just been "acquitted" and left the San Andes Mountains. On the back foot, the revenge seekers came to him. Could it be such a coincidence?and--

Another point, the poet really didn't want to tell Mo Shao: the person Mo Fan sent to "protect" Luo Qiqi once watched him being murdered, and finally committed suicide.

"Shaoshao?" The poet yelled worriedly, and didn't know what to do, so he could only look at Bai Yuan for help, but that guy also gave him an expression of helplessness.

In fact, they couldn't figure out why Mo Shao suddenly changed his mind and wanted to let Rocky go.

This kind of guy who has clearly betrayed them, even if he is let go, there is no guarantee that he will not betray them a second time!

The current power in the Holy Land, just from the surface, is three-legged, three-pointed, but recently, the leaders of the alliance and the empire have tended to join forces, and the situation is not good for them.

The existence of the holy-level supernatural beings broke the original balance and made the superiors feel real fear. They were afraid that Mo Fan would cross the Santes Mountains, swallow up the east and west continents, and hold the entire Holy Land in his hands. To be a true hegemon, this was Mo Yufan's lifelong ambition.

"I see."

Mo Shao nodded, and answered absently, wondering if he should go to Luo Ji?

From the current point of view, the plot in "God's Domain" has not yet unfolded. Luo Ji was just 16 years old. When he was 17 years old, he got the news of his brother's death from a mysterious population. On the road of "waste wood upgrade flow"...

The specific identity of the mysterious person was not clearly explained until the end of the main text of "God's Domain". It is said that in the final extra episode, the author revealed the top ten puzzles left before, but the problem is that Mo Shao didn't read the extra episode.

"Shaoshao? Is Lukic really that important to you?" More important than Mo Fan?Why did you hear that Rocky was dead, and your expression looked as if you had lost half your life!

"..." Mo Shao didn't say a word, it was too difficult to answer this question.

"Could it be that you fell in love with him?" Although Luo Qiqi was quite good-looking, but——

But that guy is a snake-hearted guy at all!

The poet looked at his little friend worriedly, feeling very melancholy in his heart: How sad it would be if the big devil knew that Shao Shao had changed his mind.

Mo Shao frowned, slapped the poet on the face, bypassed him, and got off the bed directly.

"Where are you going?" Bai Yuan asked abruptly. At this moment, the matter that Mo Fan is dealing with is obviously not suitable for Mo Shao to know. Although that guy didn't say anything, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he doesn't want to Let Mo Shao see his cruel and cold-blooded side.

"Just walk around."

Mo Shao waved at the four of them without looking back. He was hesitating whether to tell Mo Fan about the "God's Domain" or not. Think about it in another way. If it was him, he would be told suddenly: Your existence has been from the very beginning. It's fake, it's just a fictional character in the novel, and it's a super villain who will be cannon fodder in the end!

If anyone dared to tell him that, he would—

Beat that guy who doesn't even know his own parents!

But now, the facts are in front of him, even if he doesn't want people.

It's so cheating.

"I'll walk with you."

As soon as Mo Shao opened the door, the white clothes who were more than ten meters away from him suddenly moved behind him, with a false smile like a beast, so enthusiastic that people could tell that he had malicious intentions at a glance.

Naturally, he declined.

"I want to be alone for a while."

"...Okay." After pondering for a few seconds, Bai Yuan nodded resignedly: Mo Fan, Mo Fan, it's not that I don't help you, it's just that your luck is too bad, who made you do too many bad things?

He didn't believe it, Mo Shao was just walking casually, and he walked in front of Mo Fan.

The subtle induction between the sword spirit and the master of the contract is unclear, but it is more effective than the tracker.

After Mo Shao left the room, he was indeed just walking around, turning left and right with a lot of thoughts, thinking in his heart all the time, trying to hide the possibility of finding Luo Ji with the help of the poet without attracting the attention of others. ?

It seems a little unreliable.

It is not so difficult to play tricks under Mo Fan's nose.

Of course, the most important point is that he really doesn't think he can leave the palace alone.

Even if he sneaks out and finds Luo Ji, what should he do?

Influence each other with love?Chih, that sounds really nonsense.

kill him?With the urine nature of the God of Destiny, this kind of Xiaoqiang male protagonist, no matter how strong his opponent is, will hold his breath and make a comeback.

The more Mo Shao thought about it, the more irritable he became, he forgot to turn the corner, and slammed into the door with a bang, and when he looked again, he unexpectedly ran to the third floor...

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly paused, Mo Fan seemed to be here too?

He felt it.

After walking two steps forward and passing through the wall, Mo Shao miraculously discovered that there was an interrogation room here.

It's completely different from the room where Rocky was imprisoned before. The layout here gives people the illusion of half heaven and hell. The space on the left is as low-key and luxurious as the living room downstairs. There are red wine, sofas and afternoon tea. On one side, there are complete torture instruments, and a person is tied to the electric chair, dying. There is a strange aroma in the air, mixed with the smell of blood, which is a bit pungent.

This wonderful aesthetic and layout...

Mo Shao muttered something in a low voice, and was about to leave when a door suddenly opened on the wall, and a "corpse" with a very weak breath came out of two heaven-level supernatural beings, and threw it to the side of the electric chair. The person on the chair who was barely breathing suddenly struggled angrily, whimpering...

Suddenly he couldn't move his steps anymore, driven by curiosity, he quickly passed through the door, and at the same time, he could sense Mo Fan's breath more and more clearly.

Soon, he regretted it.

In this hidden room, he saw seven or eight unfamiliar faces and one familiar face.

"Awake." The man turned around as if nothing had happened, took off the white gloves on his hands, walked up to Mo Shao, and rubbed his cheek affectionately, "Come to see me?"

Mo Shao looked at the frightened faces not far behind the man in a little bewilderment. These people are not supernatural beings, women, children, old people...

Sometimes he felt that he was a little too smart, so he guessed the identities of these people without spending many brain cells.

"A traitor was caught." The man explained flatly, "These are... family members."

Mo Shao nodded stiffly, not knowing what to say, in the end he just held the man's hand tightly and pulled him out.

At this moment, he realized that he was actually quite cold-blooded. Between Mo Fan and the innocent stranger, he finally chose the former, and he hesitated for no more than ten seconds.

Leaving the interrogation room, they walked all the way down from the third floor to the lawn outside the palace. The two walked patiently for more than 20 minutes.

Mo Shao tried to say something several times, but failed.

Until the two walked to the fountain, he looked at the statue next to him, thinking of the first time they stepped into the palace, and before that, many, many things.

Obviously it has been so long, but it seems that everything is still as clear as yesterday.