The Seven Incenses will confuse the gods, and those who hit it will be paralyzed. As long as their cultivation level is less than the monarch level, and they cannot gather their strength with the sea of souls, no one can be an exception! Even those who are at the peak of the ninth level of the throne!
Mo Wuxin was trembling all over; he shouldn't have been able to tremble after being intoxicated by the Seven Fragrances, but the excitement in his heart actually suppressed the unparalleled medicinal properties.
Although his whole body was still stiff and unable to move, he was shivering instinctively and uncontrollably.
He could no longer speak, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes. He really wanted to say something and had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it anymore...
He wanted to say... you are not Mo Xingchen's son; you are my grandson...
You are the son of my son, Mo Xinghai! You are my direct bloodline, Mo Wuxin.
When Mo Xingchen's wife was giving birth, I took control of the entire Mo family and exchanged you with the newborn baby. You are not Mo Xingchen's son, you are my grandson!
In order for you to ascend to the top of the Mo family, I will kill all those people, even drown the newborn baby alive, and kill your biological mother...
Until a few years ago, your father Mo Xinghai died in an accident while traveling, and only I knew your life experience...
I've been good to you, I've been good to you since you were very young...Isn't there some reason? No matter how you say it, I'm an imperial-level master, the supreme master in the Mo family, why should I treat you like a little boy like a dog?
, could I really be a bitch...
Is there no reason?!
Is there no reason?!!
Is there no reason?!!!
He was roaring and roaring in his heart, but not a single word came out of his mouth.
After scheming for a lifetime, and scheming against the Mo family for a lifetime, who would have thought that when he was old, he would die in the hands of his own grandson? In the hands of his own grandson who he had cultivated with all his strength?
I have worked so hard for him!
I have worked so hard for him!
I killed countless people for him! I was unreasonable! I even lost all conscience and did bad things for him!
Finally, he killed himself!
Mo Wuxin suddenly felt funny. This thing was so funny and ironic!
If he could speak out now, he would definitely laugh wildly! Laughing at the sky and at this fate!
"Old dog... you still think it's funny?" Mo Tianyun looked at Mo Wuxin ferociously and whispered: "I hate seeing your smile!"
The sword has been unsheathed, and the sword's light is like a dream, magnificent and bright, but Mo Tianyun's hands are trembling. He doesn't know why his hands are trembling, and even his heart is trembling.
But he quickly controlled his trembling!
How can he tremble for such an old dog when he is a person who has achieved great things? Even though he has done a lot for himself, but... an old dog is an old dog, and an old dog is still a dog! It’s just a dog!
Just a dog!
That’s all!
Mo Tianyun gritted his teeth and stabbed out with a dreamlike sword light!
He stabbed Mo Wuxin's heart fiercely! He stabbed it in from the chest with such force that a large piece of the blade came out from the back!
Mo Wuxin was shaken all over and his pupils were wide open.
He probably never dreamed that, out of conscience, he protected Mo Tianyun to frame Mo Tianji and Mo Qingwu, and shamelessly snatched the knife from Mo Qingwu's hand. In the end, it turned out to be his own grandson.
Take this Mo Qingwu knife and stab it into his heart!
Mo Tianyun looked at Mo Wuxin's wide-open pupils coldly, gritted his teeth coldly, his pupils were a little crazy and confused, and said fiercely: "You are not dead? Are you still staring at me? Do you think you are just staring at me?
No need to die? Do you think I will be scared? Ah?!"
He said he was not afraid, but his voice was trembling; later, he suddenly screamed.
Because Mo Wuxin, whose heart was penetrated, actually regained his ability to move. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he stretched out his two hands at the same time like lightning and hugged the blade!
His strength seems to have recovered at this moment of death!
This is the power of reflection!
He could have been fully capable of killing Mo Tianyun at this moment! After all, Mo Tianyun was not an emperor-level master, and he did not know the true terror of an emperor-level master.
But Mo Wuxin did not take action. He just looked at Mo Tianyun with infinite sadness. Blood was constantly leaking from the corners of his mouth. He hugged the blade tightly with both hands, and blood continued to seep from his hands. He said in a low voice: "
Tianyun... you killed me... you killed me... do you know... I am your grandpa... I am your grandpa! You are my biological grandson..."
While speaking in a low voice, tears kept rolling out of Mo Wuxin's old eyes, but he did not blink.
"Ah?!" Mo Tianyun took two steps back, sat down on the ground, and kicked his legs back: "You...what did you say?"
"I am your grandfather...I am your biological grandfather!" Mo Wuxin spat out blood with difficulty, looked at Mo Tianyun with tearful eyes, and said intermittently: "...back then, it was me..."
As he spoke intermittently, a fact like a bolt from the blue appeared in front of Mo Tianyun: "...I am really your grandfather...I really am..."
Mo Wuxin closed his eyes in pain: "You want this knife...tell me, why wouldn't I give it to you if you said so? If it's related to...your life...grandpa's life...you don't have to give it to me...
Ah...how can you be reluctant to part with...a knife...? Grandpa...has done...so much...for you...a knife...can't count...what..."
Mo Tianyun was dumbfounded!
Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that the person I killed with my own hands was actually my own grandfather!
Thinking back carefully, I finally understand... Why did Mo Wuxin support himself since he was a child? Why did he spare no effort to cultivate himself from the beginning? Mo Tianji is no less good than himself...
Why did he support himself as the young head of the family despite the opposition of the entire family when he didn't understand anything?
I have always been puzzled, I just thought that I was born with leadership! Now that I think about it, it’s all nonsense! What leadership and overlord feelings are, everything is very simple, so simple that anyone can understand it!
Because he is his own grandfather!
Even if he doesn't live up to his expectations, he will be considered a ghost if he doesn't help him!
Seeing Mo Wuxin panting violently in a pool of blood, talking intermittently, struggling for life on the verge of death...
Mo Tianyun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart...
If I had known that you were my grandfather, why would I have killed you... I have always been worried that as long as I steal the knife, no matter what, the final target of suspicion can only be me; those people in Chu Yang will never keep secrets from me...
I can only kill you, and then create an illusion, and then I will make a show. With your hatred attracting attention, even if rumors spread in the future, no one will doubt me. Moreover, with the help of your hatred, I can frame the blame.
Tianji, even returned to the position of the young family head in one fell swoop...
Because you are so good to me, no one will doubt that I will kill you!
I can cry so loudly, I can cry until I go into shock, cry until I fall into coma, cry until my eyes bleed... I can cry until everyone sympathizes with me... That is definitely true crying, and it is definitely true emotion.
ah……
Although you are dead, how much value will you create for me... Not only can you save my life and my position... You can also attract a large number of moved and loyal subordinates for me...
I have everything planned out!
But how could I have thought... things would turn out like this? You are actually my grandfather? You are actually my biological grandfather? How is this possible... Why didn't you tell me earlier... Could it be that if you told me earlier, I would still leak it?
I'm not stupid either.
No one expected that things would develop to this point! Not even Chu Yang, who forced Mo Tianyun, nor Mo Tianji, who knew that Mo Tianyun would steal the knife.
Even Mo Tianji's wisdom would only think that Mo Tianyun would find a way to charm Mo Wuxin and steal the knife, and that would be the end of it.
No one would have thought that Mo Tianyun would be so cruel and ruthless! He would kill someone directly! Kill a person who was so kind to him! Kill his biggest supporter... just for the greater benefit...
Such madness was beyond anyone's expectation.
Mo Tianyun was trembling all over...
He suddenly rushed forward crazily, grabbed Mo Wuxin's skinny shoulders, and gritted his teeth: "You, you, you... you old fool! Why didn't you tell me earlier... You, you, you... If you had told me earlier, where would you be now?
Are there such troubles? You, you... you are so old... you... you are... you..."
Mo looked at him with unfocused eyes, his eyes finally changing from expectation to despair.
When he was about to die, he said that he did not beat the boy to death, he just wanted to hear Mo Tianyun call him grandpa. Unexpectedly, after knowing the truth, this boy actually became even more violent, and the old dog became an old immortal.
of!
This makes Mo Wu, who has devoted his whole life, feel so embarrassed!
Mo Wuxin laughed hoarsely, and a strong energy suddenly burst out from his body, knocking Mo Tianyun away. His skinny body straightened up, and he actually stood up from lying down.
Xingmeng Qingwu's knife was still stuck in his chest.
"I was wrong after all..." Mo Wuxin sighed, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the blade from his chest with a strong force. There was blood dripping, and he looked at Mo Tianyun with a fixed look in his eyes.
Looking at him, he said: "You want this knife? Come and get it!"
Seeing his terrifying look, Mo Tianyun couldn't help but take a step back in fear.
"Come and get it!" Mo Wuxin looked sadly at his grandson, who had just killed him, and hissed: "Come and get it!"
Mo Tianyun gritted his teeth and finally took a step forward.
Mo Wuxin hissed and laughed: "Yes, this is my grandson! Take it! Just do what you have to do..." He threw the knife out, blood splattered. Then he shook his body and murmured
He murmured: "Death in the hands of my grandson... I, Mo Wuxin, can be regarded as a person through the ages, right?"
The light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he finally fell down with a thud.
Mo Tianyun grabbed the knife tremblingly, and suddenly he laughed with a trembling nervous voice. After a long time, he suddenly slashed the body of Mo Wuxin with the knife, crying and cursing with blood in his heart: "Immortal old man! Old man!"
Immortal! You let me commit such a heinous crime! You old immortal..."
In a dark shadow not far away, there are two figures, looking at this place coldly, their temples beating with anger!
In the shadow, Mo Tianji, dressed in white clothes, looked indifferently from a distance. His eyes were as ice-like as snow, without any expression.