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"Hehe..." A low laugh came from the silent room. A man in a white robe with loose silver hair lowered his head and smiled.

"Leng Che...hehe..." The man raised his head, suddenly it was Liu Ming who smashed the statue, but his appearance changed drastically, his face was handsome, his red eyes shone with a strange luster, and his thin lips were bright red. , it added a bit of evil charm, exuding a strong devilish energy all over his body.

The translucent black hair has completely turned into silver, and the black pupils have also turned into blood red. Except for that face, the whole person has completely changed.

The bookshelf next to Liu Ming has turned into sawdust, which is also mixed with scraps of paper and fragments of the statue.

"It's such a wonderful feeling, such surging energy, such strong true energy..." Liu Ming raised his right hand, looked at the blood-red flames stirred up by the true energy in his hand, felt the strong true energy and the power that could melt anything. The tip of the tongue slowly passed over the lower lip, and the corner of the lip evoked a wicked smile, and said to himself.

Clenching his fists tightly, Liu Ming's red eyes filled with murderous aura, he tapped his lower lip with his fingertips, and smiled evilly.

"Leng Che, I will pay back the revenge of killing my father and the humiliation you gave me one by one, so that your life will be worse than death!"

"Che..." Mo Zihan hugged Leng Che tightly, and when he arrived at the gate of Mo Zhuang, he ignored the guards in front of the gate and rushed in, but called Leng Che softly with some anxiety.

Leng Che squinted her eyes enjoying it at first, and fell asleep in Mo Zihan's arms after a while, but Mo Zihan called her, but there was no answer.

Mo Zihan knew that Leng Che had always been a light sleeper, but this time, no matter how many times Mo Zihan called her, he never opened his eyes again, but when he observed the pulse and changes in his body, everything was normal.

But the great fear and panic still covered Mo Zihan's rationality. She had already parted from life and death twice, and she didn't want to experience the third time. She had a strong tolerance.

After almost losing time and time again, Mo Zihan became extremely fragile, hugged Leng Che tightly, his eyes were already filled with tears, and he just wanted to let his mother check what happened to Leng Che.

And when Mo Zihan rushed into Mo Zhuang with Leng Che in his arms in a panic, Mo Wuhuan had already noticed it. After sweeping his consciousness, he found that there was something wrong with Mo Zihan's expression, his face was full of tears, and he looked at her again. Leng Che, who was unconscious in his arms, had some understanding in his heart, and came to Mo Zihan's side as quickly as possible.

"Mom! Look at her, look, what's wrong with her?!" Mo Zihan saw Mo Wuhuan who suddenly appeared in front of him, and immediately rushed forward and shouted at Mo Wuhuan anxiously.

Mo Wuhuan was taken aback by Mo Zihan's yelling, but when she saw her blushing and nervous about the man in her arms, and glanced at the curious Mo Zhuang disciples, she coughed a few times and said, "Come on!" Come to the inner room and let me take a look."

After finishing speaking, before Mo Wuhuan could wait, Mo Zihan carried Leng Che like the wind and floated into the inner room, carefully placed Leng Che on the bed, and touched her pale and colorless face with distress.

Mo Zihan's sharp movements made Mo Wuhuan stunned in place, unable to react for a while.

"Mom! Why don't you come soon?!"

A loud roar shook Mo Zhuang, causing Mo Wuhuan's ears to ring, and Mo Zhuang's disciples were all trembling. What kind of stimulation did this gentle and virtuous lady receive?It turned out to be like this!

Mo Wuhuan twitched his eyebrows, walked into the inner room, and glared at Mo Zihan angrily. This is really a typical example of a woman forgetting her mother, but she still sat on the edge of the bed and rested her fingertips on the cold pulse.After a while, Mo Wuhuan probed his true energy into Leng Che's body to check again.

After a while, Mo Wuhuan withdrew his hands from groping Leng Che's body, making Mo Zihan, who had been nervous, relax a little. Even his own mother would not be happy with such groping.

Mo Wuhuan glanced at her, and knew what she was thinking, and immediately gave her a blank look, and said angrily, "Just a coma can make you look like this." Mo Zihan couldn't help smiling.

Hearing that Leng Che was fine, Mo Zihan heaved a sigh of relief. It was indeed because she was concerned just now that she was confused. She glanced at Mo Wuhuan who was still eating vinegar, and sighed secretly.

"Ouch...Mum~" Mo Zihan leaned over to Mo Wuhuan and put his arms around her neck, shaking and acting coquettishly.

This shaking made Mo Wuhuan dizzy, and waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I don't know you yet."

"Mother..." Hearing Mo Wuhuan's somewhat lonely tone, Mo Zihan called softly.

Mo Wuhuan stroked Mo Zihan's hair, and said softly: "I can see that you are happy, mother is fine."

Mo Wuhuan paused for a moment, then asked again: "Why did this little fellow suffer so many injuries? If it wasn't for her physical strength, the incision on the chest would have been fatal."

Hearing this, Mo Zihan was silent for a long time, not knowing whether he should say it, knowing that his mother's old love for Liu Feixiao was still there, if she said that Leng Che had killed Liu Feixiao, I don't know what would happen to her mother, she would be sad.

"That's the nature of her, she doesn't feel comfortable without some injuries." Mo Zihan smiled softly, patted Mo Wuhuan's hand and said.

"...Okay, I won't talk about it if I don't talk about it. This is really a typical woman who forgets her mother..." Mo Wuhuan waved his hand and sighed.

"Mother—" Mo Zihan said softly, shaking Mo Wuhuan's arm.

"Okay, anyway, you have found your own happiness. I didn't expect that when I was young, I fell in love with that Liu Feixiao in disregard of the world. It's my Mo Wuhuan's child." Mo Wuhuan gently rubbed Mo Zihan's black hair, his voice was full of emotion.

Mo Zihan smiled slightly, but found that the door was pushed open, and a voice full of surprise and excitement came over.

"Han'er!" Murong Xi softly called out to Mo Zihan, his eyes were full of unresolved affection.

Mo Zihan saw Murong Xi, smiled, and said, "Brother Murong."

Murong Xi smiled softly, and frowned when he saw Leng Che lying beside the bed, this woman looked so familiar.

Before Murong Xi could take a closer look, Mo Zihan stood up to block Murong Xi's gaze, and said softly, "Brother Murong, it's inconvenient for a woman to be injured, for a man..."

Before finishing speaking, Murong Xi smiled softly and said, "Men and women are different, I'll go out first." Although he was excited for Mo Zihan to come back, Murong Xi knew that Mo Zihan would not leave soon, So there was no reluctance, but she opened the door and walked out chicly.

Mo Wuhuan looked at Leng Che on the bed, and said softly, "If it wasn't for her, Han'er, you and Xi'er would be together."

Hearing this, Mo Zihan sat back on the side of the bed, looked at Leng Che, smiled faintly, stroked the dark red wings on her right hand, and said, "I won't be without her."

"What's the matter, everyone?" Liu Ming picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and his faint voice spread throughout the silent hall. Sitting on a high seat, his red bewitching eyes gleamed playfully, scanning everyone in the hall. People, looking at the ever-changing expressions on those people's faces, feel a little funny.

Liu Ming changed his posture, reclining on the golden soft chair, with a loose white robe draped over his body, silver threads scattered on his chest, his left elbow resting on the wide chair arm, propping his chin, looking at the The few people who couldn't come back to their senses for a long time were not in a hurry, they just drank tea leisurely and waited for them to come back to their senses.

A white-haired man with glints in his eyes raised his head to look at the tall and charming man, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is Sect Master Liu? You want to be the Sect Master without his permission, even if you are the Sect Master's." Son, it's too lawless!"

Liu Ming glanced at the old man with red eyes, and said calmly: "Elder Hao, my father was murdered by someone and has already passed away. As his only son, of course he must take over the position of suzerain and avenge him." Plain Those words were like a bomb, blowing up everyone in the hall.

The suzerain was conspired to kill?Could this Liu Ming be joking?Liu Feixiao has reached the peak of the Mahayana, and the person who wants to plot against him and put him to death has already become a fairy?How can this be!

"Impossible!" Elder Hao roared with disbelief in his eyes.

"Hmph, it's impossible?" Liu Ming waved his hand, and the screen behind him was shattered, and a figure flew out from it, and landed lightly in the center of the hall.

The person lying motionless in the middle was the dead Liu Feixiao.

Elder Hao and the others stared fixedly at Liu Feixiao who was lying on the ground, all in terror or grief or disbelief or anger.

Liu Ming admired the expressions of those people, and let out a cold snort in his heart.

Elder Hao walked forward calmly, knelt down and touched Liu Feixiao's forehead, his complexion became paler and paler, until the last one couldn't hold on, and sat directly on the ground, his eyes were full of disbelief and dullness.

"My father was killed by a traitor, and that person was that Leng Che." Liu Ming's blood-red eyes were filled with hatred when he mentioned the name Leng Che.

"Leng... Leng Che?" The few people in the hall didn't know much about Leng Che, they only knew that she was the adoptive daughter of Liu Feixiao, who was gifted since she was a child, and was raised as the next suzerain, Liu Feixiao was also special I love this Leng Che so much.

Leng Che is the next suzerain, and Liu Feixiao loves him sincerely, so why would he kill his adoptive father and master for no reason?

Therefore, many people in the hall have the same guess in their hearts, that is, Liu Ming is Liu Feixiao's biological son but was cruelly thrown aside by Liu Feixiao, and Liu Feixiao treats Leng Che as his own child and wants to pass it on as suzerain The position made Liu Ming feel jealous. After killing Liu Feixiao, he blamed Leng Che.

Elder Hao was wiser. He found that Liu Ming had changed a lot from before, and the devilish energy emanating from his body made him a little startled, but he calmed down and thought carefully that there must be something in it.

Elder Hao was silent for a moment, looked at Liu Ming, and said coldly: "You said you want to be suzerain, do you have that strength?" After saying this, the others raised their heads and looked straight at the big change Liu Ming changed his appearance.

Hearing this, Liu Ming changed his previous lazy appearance and straightened up.

"Isn't Elder Hao doubting my strength?" The voice came from far to near, and a series of afterimages flashed indistinctly from the person sitting on the high seat to the center of the hall.

Everyone was shocked to see Liu Ming suddenly appearing in front of Elder Hao, pinching his neck and lifting him up, a series of gasping voices sounded, this Liu Ming, when did he become so powerful?Elder Hao is in the late stage of crossing the tribulation!He picked it up like a chicken without the slightest resistance.

When Elder Hao's face gradually turned into a liver color, Liu Ming let go of his hand. Seeing Elder Hao breathing heavily because of this, he smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to smooth Elder Hao's collar, and flashed back to sit on the high seat again. Down.

The red eyes glanced at the hall again, leaned on the back of the chair, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said lightly: "Who else doubts my strength, but come out."

Hearing this, the people in the hall fell silent, and even Elder Hao didn't have the ability to resist, so it means that Liu Ming's strength has reached the Mahayana stage or a few levels higher.

Several people didn't understand how this trash Liu Ming could have reached the Mahayana stage all of a sudden, but the facts were in front of them, they looked at each other, and they all gave a wry smile, did they miss it before?

But some people's faces have already turned pale, and those are the people who insulted and belittled Liu Ming before.

Elder Hao clenched his fists tightly, and said in a blunt voice with a hint of bitterness on behalf of everyone: "From now on, the master of the Blood Drinking Sect is... Liu Ming."

The author has something to say:

=. = Well. .I suddenly wrote Liu Ming so seductively, ahem... Although this kid's strength has greatly increased, he is still a bit stupid... There is no way, it is a matter of nature,

Xiaoyao found out that when writing serious plots, Xiaoyao would be very sad, because he is suitable for relaxed writing. The more I write this serious drama, the more aggrieved I become. This is too serious, and it doesn’t suit me at all. If it is like Bailiang, Xiaoyao can write very well. Once, he wrote more than 7000 words in two hours. Sure enough, the unscrupulous ones suit me, and the serious ones are too depressing~

Let's make a joke~

I saw this in the circle of friends on WeChat. Now where is Dad going? It is very popular. Maybe everyone should have seen where is Dad.

Son: "Dad, can you sing Little Star?" Dad: "No." Son: "Daddy, I can sing!" Dad: "Sing it."

The son sank into his dantian and roared, "The big river is flowing eastward~ The stars in the sky are joining the Big Dipper!"