Chapter 388 The Qi family's fear

Mo Liangcheng's shrill laughter echoed in the room for a long time, and a cold feeling that invaded the bones.

In this case, it is obviously impossible to communicate with him peacefully. Ye Shuo could only leave a sentence in a hurry: "You are so excited now. I will tell you after you calm down." Before leaving, he turned to Xu Wuji and said seriously: "I will definitely take responsibility for me. Even if I can't cure his hands, I will compensate him in my own way. I just hope that we can all 'do one person'."

The Dark Feather incident was a heart-wrenching problem for Xu Wuji. He knew very well that if Ye Shuo was the number one murderer who hurt Mo Liangcheng, he would be the second murderer. He had been afraid that this incident would be exposed one day.

Although Ye Shuo may not know all about his conspiracy, the speaker is intentional, and the listener is even more intentional. The accented sentence "One person does things and one person does it" really made Xu Wuji panic. In the end, he could only watch Ye Shuo strode out of the room and disappear from his sight.

Mo Liangcheng was lying on the head of the bed, and the strange laughter suddenly rose: "Ye Shuo! I want you to die! Xuantian sent me to die! Death! Hahahaha!" As if he was afraid that Ye Shuo would not hear it, he shouted more and more and more, and his body was tilting back and forth violently on the bed, and the bed board kept creaking in his crazy bumps.

Luo Dixing sat down on the edge of the bed and tried hard to hold his shoulders: "Calm down first! Calm down!" He was so excited when he woke up. How could his body bear it?

Mo Liangcheng was still shaking his head unconsciously, his eyes sometimes straightened, sometimes scattered and wandering, muttering softly: "I want to kill Ye Shuo, kill Xuantian Sect, kill many people, don't stop me... don't stop me..." When he felt that his body was being imprisoned, he subconsciously regarded the other party as an enemy and roared: "Get out!" At the same time, he slapped him with a backhand.

Luo Dixing only felt a shadow dropping from his head, as if the sharp claws of a beast were magnifying in front of him. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it. In the severe pain, a large piece of blood was spilled on the sheet.

Mo Liangcheng seemed to be stunned, slowly raised his arms and stared at the two hook claws that were closely connected to his wrist bones. The one on the right was stained with blood at this time, almost dyeing half of the blade body red.

I...What did I do just now? Mo Liangcheng's crazy-rotating eyes gradually stabilized, his eyes first fell into confusion, and then slowly dissipated, but his body miraculously settled down.

Xu Wuji took this opportunity to feed a pill into his mouth, watched him close his eyes, lean his upper body back, and finally held his shoulders with mixed feelings and helped him lie back into the pillow, Xu Wuji felt his eyes moist again.

Luo Dixing seemed to want to say something, turned his head and stared at the wound on his arm, but said nothing.

Five blood marks, each of which was deep and visible to the bone. If he had really grabbed the face just now, he would have been blinded with one eye now.

This is still secondary. Now what was shaking in front of him repeatedly was still the flashing hook claw. So, they still did that... and through the moment just now, he had fully experienced the power of the hook claw.

"Since he changed into this kind of thing, he has scratched many people, including himself..." Xu Wuji finally spoke with a sigh, "Until now, no one is willing to take care of him here."

I regret not listening to you at the beginning. This sentence was something that Xu Wuji didn't say.

In the end, he did not respect him nor Cheng'er, and now he was hurt. If he turned around and left, Xu Wuji felt that it was understandable. But, in that case, who should I ask to take care of Cheng'er in the future? Will others do their best like him?

Luo Dixing was still silent. After a long time, he whispered: "...let me do it."

Only then did he understand how the bloodstains on Mo Liangcheng's face came from. It was meaningless to pursue responsibility. His only thought was-

"It's okay for me, just don't let him hurt myself again."

Xu Wuji silently patted Luo Dixing on the shoulder and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work. I didn't expect that in the end, you are the only one of Liangcheng's true friends."

At this moment, Xu Wuji was really moved. So what about the overlord of the Dingtian Mountains? At least when it comes to treating Liangcheng, they are equal! In the future, there will be no more deception or calculations. How you treat Liangcheng, you will treat him. When the Six Gates are unified in the future, he will definitely give him the highest voice here!

Luo Dixing didn't seem to have thought that far away. He was still staring at Mo Liangcheng quietly, and at the same time, his right hand slowly pressed the wound on his left arm.

It really hurts. He must have hurt so much at the beginning. However, the pain in his heart must be far beyond his physical body and beyond his understanding when he could hurt himself so resolutely.

When he turned his head again, a bandage and a bottle of potion suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I will come here from time to time to time. If he wakes up and makes trouble, you will give him the medicine in the brocade box on the table."

This room was transformed into a temporary ward in Moliang City, and there were all kinds of healing equipment. Xu Wuji stood by and watched him bandage. To be honest, Luo Dixing was quite neat when he tied bandages to Moliang City, but when it was his turn, he seemed clumsy. In the end, he even tied his right hand with the bandage. This difficult shape was simply funny.

"I have to work hard for you in the next period of time." After laughing, Xu Wuji quickly got back to the topic, "I am going to go into seclusion and practice, and concentrate all my efforts to break through to the Qi-retention level. Once my skills are complete, I will immediately sweep the Xuantian Sect to avenge Liangcheng!"

Luo Dixing raised his head decisively, with a firm expression: "I am willing to be the main force of the day of conquering Xuantian Sect!"

Ye Shuo, I have never hated someone like this! Damn it, this is what you owe him...

***

As soon as he returned to the Xuantian Sect, Ye Shuo looked at the elders' eagerly anticipated faces and shook his head heavily.

"He said, he wants us to die."

"I think he is no longer the Moliang City he used to be. Now he only has hatred in his heart, which makes me feel very strange."

"The only good news is that he does not seem to intend to use the family power. And judging from Xu Wuji's attitude, I think the Mo family should be unaware of it at the moment."

Although Ye Shuo tried hard to appease everyone, each elder still had a frown on his face, and an unprecedented depression fell into the hall.

"It's over, this time it's over. He himself has such a great hatred. At that time, Xu Wuji will be over if he makes a little provocation!"

"It seems that there is no need to give the supplement."

"If the Mo family doesn't know it now, it doesn't mean they will never know it. When they come to take revenge, if the Mo Liangcheng doesn't say a word for us, it will be equivalent to sentenced us to death!"

These elders were still happy that the Xuantian Sect might become the second Tianxiao Pavilion, and in a blink of an eye they were beaten back to the desperate situation of life and death. After all, it would be a future for Ye Shuo to have a future success, but the threat from the Mo family in front of him is real!

Mo Liangcheng, he lost both hands, his cultivation wasted, and at the same time he had to face the breakdown of his family. His hatred was completely understandable. No matter who he was put on, no one could swear that he would not resent. However, if his resentment would drag the entire Xuantian Sect into the abyss of destruction, this is absolutely unacceptable for everyone!

In the misty mist, Qi Lan suddenly plucked up his courage and spoke: "That...why should I go home and ask my dad?" Seeing that everyone didn't even raise their eyelids, Qi Lan's young master also burst into his temper and cleared his throat: "My family is also in business, and the bosses of major business banks dare not say that they recognize them, but everyone with great reputation in the circle still sells our family a little bit of face!

Maybe my father will have a way to talk to the Mo family and ask them for love. Moreover, if you want to compensate or something, you will always have the confidence to have money."

The elders raised their heads one by one. This time they looked at Qi Lan with their eyes as if they were looking at the savior. The elder who sat closest to them trembledly held his hand: "Little brother, then we all depend on you!" The neighboring elders also stood up one after another, as if holding Qi Lan's hand once more would bring more joy and a greater success rate.

Qi Lan enjoyed this attention very much. While trying his best to maintain calmness, his chin was unconsciously raised to the sky, and his chest was thrusting again and again: "Haha, no problem, just wrap it with me!"

***

This time Qi Lan left home for several months, and when she returned to her house, she naturally welcomed the warmest welcome banquet. Mrs. Qi was about to cook a table of good dishes for him. Even Qi Fang, who had a stern face all day, smiled rarely and hugged her son hard.

After taking a shower, changing into clean clothes, Qi Lan lay on her soft big bed, stretching comfortably. It feels so good to go home!

It was soon dinner time. Mrs. Qi's craftsmanship was still so good. The dishes were cooked in a table of food, which was not inferior to the chefs in Dingtian Restaurant. Qi Lan hadn't eaten the meals made by her mother for several months, and she almost kept eating them on the table. Seeing that, Mrs. Qi kept reminding him to eat slowly.

After a few months of adventure, Qi Lan told me about it with added fuel to the fire. This can be said to be the best appetizer. A few dishes were already seen in a blink of an eye.

As the story is approaching, Qi Lan suddenly changed the subject: "Dad, do you know the Mo family?"

He had already planned to bring up the topic of Mohism when the atmosphere was the most pleasant. At the same time, his tone must be relaxed and natural, so that his father can feel that even if there is something wrong, it is not a big deal, and he can agree to help.

Sure enough, Qi Fangtou didn't even raise his head: "Mo family? This surname is very common. Which one are you talking about?"

Qi Lan carefully scooped the soup, "It's the Mohist family... it is said to be a whole business empire." As he said, he put the soup spoon to his mouth and sipped in a small gulp. At the same time, he used the spoon handle to cover it and quietly observed his father's face.

Qi Fang's chopsticks stretched out paused: "You... are you talking about the Mo family?! Of course I know! He is a rich man! What's wrong?"

Qi Lan carefully considered the words: "I have a friend who hurt the youngest son of the Mo family. It was a...serious injury." At this time, he could feel the sudden serious atmosphere at the dinner table, but he still had to bite the bullet and continue saying: "I am worried that the Mo family will not give up, so I want to raise some money for him as compensation..."

With a "bang", Qi Fang was shocked and accidentally knocked over his job.

"What did you say?! Your friend hurts the descendants of the Mo family?"

This business elite who has been riding in the storm for many years was so nervous that he was disgusted for the first time.

"If the Mo family knew that their enemies had something to do with us, if they suppressed us in business, their father's business would be completely over!" Chopsticks trembled at Qi Lan, "That friend, you will immediately break him and you must firmly draw a line! You will stay at home during this period, don't go anywhere, and you are not allowed to contact the outside world." He pushed away Mrs. Qi's hand that wiped his sleeves, and slapped the table and shouted: "Come!"

The servants of the Qifu family were well-trained. Almost as soon as the master shouted, there was a "hula" sound in front of the square table, and a neat row of people were pulled open.

Qi Fang ordered with a gloomy face: "Please lock the young master in the room, all of you are stationed in shifts. Without my instructions, he will never be allowed to step out of the room!" At this time, due to excessive excitement, his body still trembled sharply. After a few breaths, he took out a small porcelain bottle he carried with him, poured out a few pills and swallowed it, and his face gradually returned to normal.

Qi Lan was held by several guards and struggled all the way. Mrs. Qi wanted to come forward to stop her several times, but was stopped by Qi Fang. Until the door closed with a "bang" and the faint protest sound was blocked, Qi Fang finally sighed and threw the jade slip confiscated from Qi Lan onto the table. Then, she carried her hands on her back and paced in the hall irritably.

Mrs. Qi still doesn't know what happened. After a good meal, the father and son suddenly turned against each other. Her husband's expression was unprecedentedly serious. She was a woman with no opinion and felt that the sky in front of her was about to collapse. After a while, she plucked up her courage and tentatively: "Master, what mistake did Lan'er make? You father and son... can't communicate well with you well? Besides, he is old now, so it's not a solution to keep him in the room..."

This sentence seemed to ignite Qi Fang's heart, and he roared angrily: "What can I do? What do you want me to do? You don't understand the energy of the Mo family at all! In the shopping mall, they absolutely say one thing. He lets you live, you can live, and he will die if he lets you die! If you still spoil Lan'er so much, will you have to wait until I go bankrupt? Our whole family will drink the northwest wind and you will be satisfied!"

Mrs. Qi was so scared that she trembled: "Is bankruptcy that serious?"

Qi Fang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Not serious, isn't serious? Do I need to be so anxious now?! This rebellious man was shaking outside for several months. I thought he had finally grown up and independent, so he could also let you and me worry less for him in the future. Who knew that he would not speak silently and cause me a bigger disaster!"

He turned around in the room for several more times, raised his hand and slapped hard on the corner of the table: "No! I can't let him stay at home anymore! Wait a few days later, after avoiding this gust of storm, I will contact Zhiyuan College and send him in as soon as possible!"

Mrs. Qi patted her husband's back to help him calmly, and asked carefully: "Zhiyuan Academy... is the one you have always said that you want Lan'er to enter?"

Qi Fang nodded: "That's right. I used to think that Lan'er was still young and could not take care of herself when she lived outside, but from the past few months, he could do it! It just so happened that the dean of Zhiyuan College was old friends, and for my sake, he should take care of Lan'er more. Moreover, the family background of other children in the college was still OK. If Lan'er stayed there, he would no longer know those messy friends."

When Mrs. Qi heard her husband's tone, she sent Qi Lan away was a foregone conclusion. Thinking that she would not see her son for a long time, she couldn't help but wipe her tears with sadness.

Qi Fang was most disgusted with this crying posture, and he brushed his sleeves hard: "Crying and crying, you know how to cry, how can you cry! Since childhood, you have liked to follow Lan'er's wishes, so you spoiled him so ignorant. This time you must listen to me!"

The accountant manager on the side turned his eyes and approached him and attached himself to Qi Fang's ear: "Master, the youngest son of the Mo family is injured. Should we buy some condolences to send them to express our feelings? Maybe Boss Mo will think of your benefits and will take care of us more in the mall in the future?"

Qi Fang quickly lingered in his mind and nodded: "Well, you said it well. If you give gifts to the Mo family, you either don't give them, or you have to give them the best ones if you want them! I'll order to prepare a sedan chair, I'll go back to my room to clean up and choose with you in person."

After the Qi family took the lead in action, the news that the Mo family's youngest son was injured gradually spread in the mall.

In the name of condolences, there are many merchants who took the opportunity to curry favor with Mohist families. Many people even think that the young master was injured as a god-given opportunity, and he was injured too well. Everyone is considering their own interests, and the gifts they gave were packs of greed and ugliness.

This is the interest field, anything can be used for trading, including human life.
Chapter completed!