There was deathly silence in the square, and Mo He stood up slowly. Ran Hua opened his eyes, and perhaps the overwhelming murderous aura on the man in front of him shocked him.
He put his two fingers together involuntarily, ready to strike at any time, and his playful expression changed to one of heaviness.
Mo He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the magic weapon in his hand suddenly rose. In an instant, four black whirlwinds protruded and rolled up.
There was an undetectable smile in Ran Hua's eyes. The smile was so light that if Su Fan hadn't been looking at Ran Hua, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Su Fan suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling welling up in his heart, but why, Su Fan still couldn't figure it out.
While Su Fan was thinking, Ran Hua had disappeared on the spot, but four black whirlwinds also swept up on the high platform where Ran Hua was sitting cross-legged.
The high platform has turned into dust, and the whirlwind continues to hit the giant cauldron forward, making a dull sound. The whirlwind dissipates, but the giant cauldron still stands.
Ran Hua had already ducked behind Mo He. The spells in his hands were changing, and the giant cauldron slowly floated up from the ground.
Mo He's eyes became even more angry, and he flew out a jade fan and raised an orange ball of light in his hand.
The jade fan hit the giant cauldron, making crisp sounds from time to time.
Under the pressure of the huge attack, Ran Hua refused to retreat and approached Mo He straight away.
Su Fan's heart tightened, and he secretly sighed at the strange change in Ran Hua's cultivation. At this moment, he was already on par with Mo He.
The bad feeling in Su Fan's heart became stronger and he was about to go to help Mo He.
However, Su Fan was attracted by the sound of fighting. He frowned, glanced at Mo He and the others, and flew away following the source of the sound.
In less than a moment, on the steps halfway up the mountain, a dense black mist filled the air, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
Su Fan gave a low shout and quickly pinched it in his hand. A light blue water ball flew above the black mist.
Then, the water ball exploded and turned into droplets of water, and the black mist gradually faded away.
There were many corpses lying scattered inside, all of them were dressed in black, with the Qingyuan Pavilion's decorations on their clothes.
Su Fan waved his sleeves lightly and put these corpses into storage bags. After all, these people were from Qingyuan Pavilion, and Su Fan couldn't bear to let their corpses be exposed in the wilderness.
These people are all good players of Qingyuan Pavilion, and they followed Mo Hanfeng and established a world in Luo City.
Even in the previous battle in Hangu Valley, Mo Hanfeng was reluctant to let them take action, but now they all died here, and he didn't even know who was responsible.
Su Fan walked up the steps and walked towards the square, but he was still thinking about the changes in his heart.
I don't know when it started to rain lightly. Mo He was still fighting with Ran Hua on the square. Ran Hua seemed to be deliberately playing with Mo He, just avoiding and not attacking.
Su Fan suddenly thought of Qingyuan Pavilion in Luo City, which had no defense capability at all. Although Mo Hanfeng's cultivation level was not bad, if Ran Suomen counterattacked here, Qingyuan Pavilion would definitely be defeated in the battle.
Although Ransommen has disappeared, Su Fan always feels that there is a strange force guiding the events during this period.
Mo He had obviously thought of this. When he was distracted, he shouted: "Su Fan, go back to Qingyuan Pavilion quickly and help me take care of my father. He is getting older..."
Before Mo He could finish his words, Ran Hua controlled the giant cauldron and flew towards Mo He. Mo He was caught off guard and was hit by the giant cauldron.
He flew backwards several feet and fell to the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground, which gradually faded away as it mixed with the rain.
Mo He sighed softly and almost wanted to get up, but couldn't. So he began to slowly crawl towards the woman's already cold body.
Ran Hua's eyes were cold and he said sarcastically: "Isn't it too late to realize this now?"
As he spoke, he raised the giant cauldron to hit Mo He. The cauldron was naturally a good magic weapon. If it hit Mo He, he would definitely die.
Su Fan hurriedly drank: "Wait a minute."
Without waiting for Ran Hua to respond, Su Fan had already taken out the Purple Moon Blade and charged forward. He knew that his cultivation level was not enough to confront Ran Hua at this moment, so he could only strike preemptively.
Ran Hua did not expect that Su Fan would be like this. Before he could see Su Fan, he was already hit by the Purple Moon Blade.
A burst of dazzling purple light flashed, and Ran Hua was split open. However, he recovered immediately and was intact.
Ran Hua sneered and said, "You are looking for death."
Then, he controlled the giant cauldron to fly towards Su Fan. The huge pressure came and Su Fan didn't even have a chance to hide.
Su Fan patted his storage bag, took out a golden crossbow, and quickly injected spiritual energy. A red bow and arrow appeared.
Su Fan clicked his finger, and the red bow and arrow flew out, turning into a fiery red phoenix and pounced on the giant cauldron.
Ran Hua didn't seem to recognize the Feng Yu Crossbow. Su Fan was very surprised, but at this moment, he kept thinking about the aftermath of these things.
After a loud noise, the fire phoenix dissipated, and the giant cauldron stopped in mid-air, with cracks slowly appearing on it.
Su Fan was heartbroken and punched hard. The fist shattered the cauldron, and the giant cauldron collapsed and fell to the ground, turning into dust and melting into the rain.
Ran Hua did not expect that Su Fan had such strength. He was stunned for a long time, shouted loudly, pinched in his hands, and flew towards Su Fan with formations one after another.
Su Fan's previous resistance had already consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. Now these formations came flying in, and Su Fan had to watch himself being trapped.
Ran Hua raised his palm and was about to strike at Su Fan Tianling. Su Fan's whole body was restrained and he could not move.
That palm power was not any skill, it was just a pure palm. When the palm fell, Su Fan disappeared. Su Fan looked at Ran Hua who was flying over, his expression still calm.
Ran Hua's palm stopped in mid-air and could no longer move forward because he was blocked by a streak of gray energy.
The gray energy resembled a dragon's shape. Ran Hua wanted to retreat, but couldn't move. Su Fan's mind moved.
The gray dragon shadow opened its huge mouth and sucked Ran Hua into its mouth. Without any struggle or resistance, Ran Hua disappeared.
Su Fan slapped his palm, and all the surrounding formations dissipated. He just guessed that Ran Hua might just be a remnant soul.
So he pretended to be trapped by the formation, luring Ran Hua closer, and took the opportunity to summon the gray dragon shadow to devour the remaining soul.
Now it has been confirmed that Su Fan's guess was that Ran Hua was indeed a remnant soul, but the strength of a remnant soul was so strong that Su Fan did not dare to speculate any further.
Su Fan waved his sleeves, pulled the two people on the ground into his arms, and flew quickly in the direction of Qingyuan Pavilion. He already had a clue. The next target of that big hand must be to directly attack Qingyuan Pavilion.
It was still raining lightly on the vast square, and a shining object could be vaguely seen in the square. If you examine it carefully, you will definitely find that it is the sea star that Su Fan gave to Mo He.
After a while, the star in the sea slowly cracked open, just like an egg. The shell was broken, revealing the contents. The object was not a chicken, and this was not an egg.
This is the Star of the Sea. Inside is a more delicate jade. The jade is like a tear. It is like the gem in Suo Rongcheng's storage bag that day, but this gem is also engraved with some strange runes.
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The night gradually fell, but the tears were still shining. Suddenly, a sigh came. This sigh was very light, but it seemed so obvious in this square.
A man in gray clothes came from nowhere. The man's fingers moved slightly, and tears on the ground flew into his hands. Then, the man in gray clothes sighed again and disappeared.
Su Fan had already arrived in Luo City. He did not dare to stop at all and ran straight towards Qingyuan Pavilion. Everything within a hundred miles of Qingyuan Pavilion was dead silent. Su Fan knew that something had happened without even thinking about it.
Because of the bursts of blood, no matter what, you can tell that it is the blood of living people. There are corpses scattered on the streets, all of which are dressed in Qingyuan Pavilion.
Su Fan almost rushed into Qingyuan Pavilion. The elegant garden was peaceful, the red dress was still there, and even festive lanterns were hung high.
Su Fan let out a long sigh and secretly sighed that he had arrived in time, but he was worried that there might be an ambush. So he placed the two of them in the courtyard and let go of his spiritual thoughts to investigate, but nothing was gained.
Mo He still woke up at some point. He was seriously injured. Su Fan had given him some elixirs to take. He had a good cultivation level. Su Fan didn't have to worry about his comfort. He was just afraid that he would see the dead Wei.
A wife who has passed away can't bear it anymore.
Su Fan sighed and said, "It's quite peaceful here, but I can't find Senior Mo."
Mo He suddenly smiled, and his smile was so sad. Su Fan had never seen such a smile. However, he did not know that a few months ago, his face was even more heartbreaking than Mo He's at the moment.
Perhaps people can always see the heartache of others, but they never dare to mention their own sad past, even if it is just a simple sentence or a painting.
Mo Hanfeng is looking at a painting now. The painting is of a woman. The woman is not beautiful, but she can be seen to be very virtuous. Mo Hanfeng touches the painting gently, as if he can really touch the painting.
The same people.
Su Fan and Mo He were standing at the door. It was Mo He who brought Su Fan here. This place is extremely secretive. Along the way, Su Fan could detect countless formations, some for attack and some for defense. Anyway, his cultivation level
Those who are deficient will not be able to come in, or in other words, they will not be able to find this place at all.
Mo Hanfeng suddenly smiled too, and that smile was so similar to Mo He's. Su Fan really didn't understand what kind of experience this father and son had to have such a smile.
Mo Hanfeng said calmly: "Mo He, do you know who the woman in this painting is?"
Mo He opened his mouth, but did not speak.
Mo Hanfeng continued: "She is your mother."
Mo He seemed to have known it for a long time, his expression did not change much, but the tears clearly fell from the corners of his eyes. These were the tears that he had not shed for many years, and it was the result of many years of persistence.
Mo Hanfeng said: "Your mother was also a mortal. She couldn't cultivate to immortality. She died so quickly."
Mo He smiled again. A person is extremely sad. Maybe crying can no longer vent the pain in his heart. Only laughter, a desperate smile, may lighten the heavy burden.
He suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed three times in the direction of Mo Hanfeng. Then he stood up and said directly: "Tomorrow, Xinmeng and I will get married."
After saying this, Mo He left.
Su Fan wanted to speak, but saw Mo Hanfeng looking at him, so he bowed to Mo Hanfeng and asked: "Senior, can you save Miss Xinmeng."
Mo Hanfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid I can't even save myself now."
Su Fan wondered: "Why? How can he get married if he can't save Miss Xinmeng? What happened?"
Mo Hanfeng just smiled faintly and said, "You will know tomorrow. I will arrange a guest room for you to rest."
Su Fan had no choice but to respond and follow Mo Hanfeng away.