Bai Weiwei also said at this time: "Mo Ling, you can't take him away. I can advise my father not to cut his flesh in the future and let him spend his old age in the cell, okay?"
Mo Xiang was in pain at this time.
When he was hanging on it, he had to endure the pain of cutting off the meat every day, and he was eager to die every day. And he forced himself to eat his own meat, fried it thoroughly, and then put on seasonings.
He doesn't want to eat but can't help himself.
I tried to bite my tongue several times to commit suicide.
It was discovered that my chin was broken and dislocated since then.
My chin has been dislocated for nearly half a year, and the new meat has grown long ago, let alone the bones on my chin?
He had long been used to dislocation, and after being installed by Mo Ling, it hurt even more. The wounds of all sizes on his body were also yelling like tearing.
Life is worse than death, and he knows what he has done. It is indeed cruel.
I imagine that they would not let themselves go if they hurt them.
In fact, he misunderstood and thought of people as narrow as him.
Mo Ling was waiting for Mo Xiang's reply. Mo Xiang's chin had just been installed and he couldn't speak yet. He asked here, his eyes flashed.
Mo Ling knew it in his heart, let go of Mo Xiang, and took a few steps back in pain. Just then, Qin Lan shouted, "My husband, my arm hurts!"
It turned out that she was shocked from behind by the poor Lao Liu and her arms were paused.
But she was very obedient and didn't say anything, for fear of distracting Mo Ling.
Seeing that Mo Ling had a different expression, he shouted out.
Bai Weiwei hurriedly helped her and asked her what was wrong. Mo Ling also walked forward and began to rub her arms, asking with concern: "Does it hurt here?"
"Well..." Qin Lan nodded obediently.
"Just rub it." Mo Ling rubbed her.
"Puff!" Suddenly there was a sound of a knife sucking into the flesh behind him.
The few of them quickly turned around and looked at it. It was Mo Xiang. He picked up the dagger thrown by the poor Lao Liu. He struggled and stabbed it into his heart!
"Brother!" Mo Lingfei rushed over.
He hugged him and asked, "Why are you doing this?" He originally wanted to find a way to save him. Why did he commit suicide?
Mo Xiang shook his head weakly, opened his mouth a few times, and it hurt a lot, and finally said a few words: "Brother... I have done a lot of evil in my life. The pain I suffered during this period has already made me hopeless... Avici Hell... I'm afraid it's just like this... I have to worry and be afraid even when I live... It's better to die..."
He was weak and was stabbed again. He insisted on saying the last word and closed his eyes.
Mo Ling stared at the dead brother in his arms in a daze.
Whether he is good or bad, it's all over.
Mo Ling picked up Mo Xiang's body and said to Mo Laoliu: "I entered the secret passage today, not Wei'er helped me, but Qin Lan was naughty and hit the mechanism by mistake, so we came in accidentally. Don't blame Wei'er. Also, he, I want to take it away."
"No!" The poor old six took action to stop him.
"The corpse is not allowed either? Are you planning to break it and feed cattle and sheep?" Mo Ling also asked him back.
Bai Weiwei kept watching this scene and said, "Dad, if Mo Ling wants to take him away, let him take him away. Mo Ling, you must be buried secretly and don't cause any trouble. From now on, there will be no Mo Xiang in the world. OK?"
"Okay!" Mo Ling nodded.
"All right."
The Mo Xiang incident ended here.
As the saying goes, good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. It is not that you do not repay, and the time has not come.
Mo Xiang killed many people, and the pain of killing each person was caused by himself, killing one person and cutting off a piece of meat.