[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

"The main point of cultivating the Tao is to straighten the mind. Only when the mind is straight can you ask questions, and then get rid of delusions and thoughts, get rid of the mortal body, transcend the dust and vulgarity, and then rise through the catastrophe to become a saint in the Xuanyuan realm."

In the teahouse, there was a faint fragrance of tea, and the storyteller sat behind the long table with his beard stroked, and slowly narrated to the audience.

"The story we are going to tell today is related to the youngest Xuanyuan sage in the past hundred years." After the old man finished speaking, he lifted the tea cover aside and took a leisurely sip of tea.

The audience in the audience was whetted.

"Is what you want to talk about the same sword cultivator with no surname that is 'a hand that leaves love and cuts the silk'?" Someone asked impatiently.

The old man put down his teacup, shook his head, and nodded again.

"This Xuanyuan sage's title in Yuanchen Realm is indeed Venerable Liqing, but he is not without a surname. His original surname is Feng, and he is the son of the famous Feng family hundreds of years ago."

"Hey, the Feng family, but the Feng family that was slaughtered by the demon cultivators?"

"Exactly. If we say that the most powerful cultivator at that time was the Feng family in Xiling, it's a pity that because of the evil cultivators, all 570 members of the Feng family returned to the west in one night. The only direct lineage of the Feng family is only the bastard Feng Mo. He was born, and he was accepted as a disciple by the ruthless Taoist by chance."

"Ruthless Daoist? Didn't he already ascended in response to the calamity?"

"No, no, this ruthless Taoist is the only one in Yuanchen Realm who has summoned the Heavenly Thunder but has not ascended to the Great Perfection. I don't know why this Taoist has not ascended to the Xuanyuan Realm. But Speaking of which, it is extremely honorable for Venerable Liqing to worship him as a teacher..."

The audience in the audience gradually became fascinated, but they didn't know that there was a translucent figure quietly standing behind them.

Mo Qi was dressed in plain clothes, and listened to the storyteller's words with downcast eyes. He stood among the living beings, as thin and thin as the moon's shadow in the water at night.

"Speaking of which, the Venerable Li Qing originally had an elder brother named Feng Qi, who was also a rare young talent, but unfortunately, on the night when Moxiu slaughtered Feng's family, this young master disappeared " The storyteller was speechless, feeling a little emotional, but the audience didn't want him to talk about the Venerable's elder brother who died early, so he had no choice but to go back to the Circus and talk about the adventures of the Venerable Li Qing.

Mo Qi raised her head, glanced at the storyteller, then turned and went out of the teahouse.

The storyteller glanced out as if feeling something, but only saw the busy streets, people coming and going.

At this time, it was almost dusk, the setting sun was shining, and the smoke was curling up.

Mo Qi strolled on the blue-gray stone road, like a wandering spirit who didn't know where to go.

Ten days ago, he failed to fight against the rules of this world and was forced to accept the fusion, but he did not expect that not only did he not lose his memory, but he also learned about himself in this world.

Feng Qi, the son of the Feng family, a young talent, liked to bully Feng Mo since he was a child. When the Feng family destroyed his family, he was killed by a demon cultivator. He became a wandering soul here, and his memory ended at the last glance when he died.

Mo Qi accepted all the memories, which is not difficult for him who is already very strong in spirit, but what makes him sigh is that the self in this world is like a mayfly in the long river of time. .

These days, he wandered around, trying to find news about Feng, but he found nothing. On the way, he also encountered wandering spirits similar to himself, but most of them were very weak lonely ghosts, without consciousness, Even the conversation couldn't go smoothly.

Ordinary people can't see Mo Qi, and Mo Qi doesn't dare to get close to those who have "Qi".

Therefore, these days, Mo Qi has been a bit lonely, and the progress of the search has been quite slow.

"Feng Qi?" A male voice said from behind Mo Qi.

Mo Qi didn't pay attention, and walked several steps forward before realizing that someone might have called him just now.

He stopped in his tracks and looked back, a red-eyed man in black was staring at him sinisterly, exuding a black "qi" that was different from Mo Qi's.

"Unexpectedly, it has been hundreds of years and you still haven't lost your soul, but since you met me today, don't think that I will let you go!"

Mo Qi had a bad heart, and before he could think about what to do, the man in black slashed at him with a murderous red knife. He tilted his head to avoid it, but the red knife hit him as expected. All ways of life are pressing every step of the way, recruiting and forcing his life.

"It turns out that you are smarter when you are dead, but so what, you can only be held by me!" After the man in black finished speaking, the moves in his hands became more ruthless. Mo Qi couldn't stand it anymore and could only fall into the trap. He was under the knife.

But at the critical point, the black-clothed man suddenly changed his slashing to a stabbing, and the red knife lay across Mo Qi's neck, lifting his chin.

Mo Qi was captured by the murder weapon, she could only frown at the man in black, and quickly planned a way to escape in her mind.

The man in black scrutinized Mo Qi's facial features which were not covered by his long hair, and his slightly raised eyes curled up. He suppressed his voice and said softly, "Do you still remember me, who ran by your side hundreds of years ago?" The book boy who ran back and forth, the devil's secret work that caused your family to be wiped out?"

Mo Qi's eyes widened.

The man in black was very satisfied with his reaction, he cut Mo Qi's neck with a red knife with a smile, and praised: "My young master is still very smart even if he becomes a ghost, you have to remember me, I It's He Jing, the one who betrayed you and caused you to die."

He Jing!

Mo Qi subconsciously felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.The red knife had cut through his neck. Although no blood flowed out, he could clearly feel the energy in his body draining rapidly.

This is the hurt that touches the soul!

A bead of sweat dripped down Mo Qi's forehead. He pushed He Jing's red knife away with all his might, turned around and tried to escape, but because of two deep cuts in his palm, his energy loss became faster and faster, and he didn't run a few steps. The body fell weakly on the bluestone road.

He Jing walked over slowly with a big knife in his hand, with a treacherous smile on his face, "Do you want to ask me why you won't let you go? Oh, blame me for thinking too much, you are just a wandering soul without consciousness , how would you know what I mean now..."

Mo Qi closed her eyes, her heart was full of unwillingness.

"You are the only one to blame!" He Jing raised his sword, as if he was about to strike at him in the next second.

"This is Linglongyi...you can control the time according to your thoughts." At the moment of life and death, a fragment suddenly flashed in Mo Qi's mind.

Linglongyi!

With a grim face, He Jing brandished his knife and roared, "You shouldn't have snatched Mo Wentian away..."

What he didn't expect was that before he could finish speaking, the person who should have been cut by the knife had disappeared out of thin air.

From before his eyes, it disappeared out of thin air.

Xiling Fengju is located at the end of Kunlun, and there are five months of snow in a year.

When Mo Qi woke up, a light snowfall had just started falling in the gray sky, and the crystal ice crystals fell quietly, just landing on his lips, he raised his finger to wipe it, and the tiny ice crystals turned into transparent. of water marks.Looking at the trace, Mo Qi couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth.

He succeeded.

Standing up, just as he was about to take a look at the world, his ass was suddenly kicked hard from behind.

Mo Qi almost fell to the ground, he stabilized his body, looked back, and found that the one who kicked him was a seven or eight-year-old child who looked familiar.

The child was dressed in rags, several puddings had been slapped on his clothes, his palm-sized face was a little yellow, and he looked very thin and pitiful, which made Mo Qi suspect that it wasn't him who just kicked hard.

"Why did you kick me?" Mo Qi frowned and asked him.

The child stared into a pair of dark eyes, and snorted forcefully: "You hit me first!"

Mo Qi was silent, he quickly recalled, and finally found out the identity corresponding to the child in front of him - his younger brother, the future Venerable Li Qing, Feng Mo.

The "he" just came to bully his younger brother on a routine basis, but unexpectedly, the child was on the verge of breaking out because he hadn't eaten for several days, and directly knocked down the "he" who came to find fault.

According to the character of the original owner, he should stretch out his fist and beat him up right now, but as soon as Mo Qi saw Feng Mo's slapped face, his fist couldn't help softening, and turned into slapping Feng Mo's head.

Feng Mo originally wanted to hide, but he didn't expect his fist to turn into a gentle pat on the head, making him forget to dodge.

"Haven't eaten for a few days?" Mo Qi asked.

Feng Mo stayed for a long time before realizing it. He looked at Mo Qi's hand that touched him, blinked, and said, "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Mo Qi had black hair, and made an excuse at random: "I see that you are not as strong as usual, so I just asked casually."

Feng Mo said "Oh", raised her leg and kicked Mo Qi's calf again, asking, "Is it because of lack of strength?"

Mo Qi clenched his fist and almost beat him back, but when he looked at Feng Mo's malnourished little face, the anger in his heart couldn't help but vent again.

"From now on, the Feng family will be mine. Now that the person who delivers your meals is so sluggish, I have to tell my father earlier and fire him." Mo Qi turned her head, lying a little awkwardly.

Feng Mo at the side stared at Mo Qi's profile, as if wanting to spot a flower.

Mo Qi waited for a long time, his neck was a little sore, just when he was a little impatient, Feng Mo finally said: "Okay, I will do whatever you want to beat me today, but you have to get someone to beat me up." Bring food."

Mo Qi turned her head and looked at Feng Mo's serious expression, feeling a little distressed in her heart.

Even if the Feng family was destroyed and Feng Mo escaped alone, it would not be able to make up for the fact that he was neglected by his close relatives.

Feng Mo's expression was a little nervous, he looked at Mo Qi's serious expression, thinking that this time he was planning to do something cruel, but the words had already been released, and he was really hungry, so he had to continue after playing off.

"Come on, do whatever you want." Feng Mo closed her eyes and said loudly.

Fine pieces of snow fell down, just touching Feng Mo's long eyelashes, which didn't melt for a long time because of the cold.Mo Qi looked at the trembling eyelashes, and finally stretched out her hand to pinch Feng Mo's cheek.

The thin Feng Mo's face doesn't have much flesh, but the skin is smooth and feels good to the touch.

Mo Qi's hands were a bit strong, but the child refused to wrinkle his face, looking extremely stubborn.Mo Qi touched it again, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile.

No matter how miraculous Venerable Li Qing was rumored to be, at this moment, he can only be so aggrieved by his subordinates.Mo Qi expressed his satisfaction.

"Okay, it's over." Mo Qi let go of her hand, bending her eyes in a good mood.

Feng Mo opened her right eye in disbelief, and found that Mo Qi was already standing two meters away from her, and opened her left eye again, "You're done?" The childish voice still couldn't believe it.

Mo Qi nodded and responded in a good mood.

"That's what you said! Don't go back on your word!" Feng Mo rubbed her cheeks and bared her teeth at Mo Qi.

Mo Qi replied again, then stretched out her hand towards Feng Mo, and asked, "Now--do you want to go eat delicious food with me?"

Feng Mo looked at him in surprise, "Huh?"

Mo Qi walked over, held Feng Mo's hand, and then walked to the kitchen where she remembered.

Feng Mo struggled a bit, but he refused to break free, so he could only be dragged away by Mo Qi. Looking at Mo Qi's back, he suddenly felt a complicated feeling in his heart.

"Feng Qi, did you hit your head today?"

"...What are you talking about?"

"Give up, I won't be responsible!"

"Oh……"