The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chapter 684

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"Oh?" Mo Ran slowly raised his eyes, "Master Jiang, Jiang Xi?"

"..."

"This person's level is pretty good. Among the people I've killed, there's no problem if he ranks in the top ten."

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Mei Hanxue also felt something was wrong. This was not the Grandmaster Mo he had seen at all. This man was full of resentment and had an evil aura all over his body.

But no matter how you look at it, he looks exactly like Mo Ran, and his voice is exactly the same - who can completely replicate another person's appearance and voice in such a short period of time?

In the flower hall, an elder named Gu Yueye said: "Master Mo, I'm afraid you have been cursed by the dragon in Jiaoshan Mountain. Please sit down first and wait for me to check your pulse..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"What do you mean?" Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, "Old man, in a roundabout way, am I sick?"

Elder: "..."

"Since you want to cure the disease so much, I will help you. If there are no sick people in the world, the doctor will starve to death. I understand this truth." As he said, the black shadows plundered, and in an instant, the flower hall screamed and blood splattered everywhere.

When Mo Yan flicked his black robe and calmly stood back in the center of the hall, standing on the dark red Du Ruo pattern carpet, the entire hall was already full of missing arms and broken legs. Some people were even more miserable and were directly killed. He took out his heart, liver, spleen and stomach and shot him to death.

The ink burned and he looked at the elder who had slumped to the ground and said, "How about it? Are you happy that I have sent so many patients to you for treatment?"

"Mo... Mo Weiyu..."

"Happy business, congratulations on getting rich." Mo Ran smiled, and then walked out among the group of corpses that were either rolling on the ground or staring at death, "Oh, that's right."

When he was in front of the hall door, he turned to the side and said to those people: "I almost forgot to mention that the upper cultivators have been eating and waiting to die for hundreds of years. Remember to tell your branch leader - sooner or later, I will be the upper cultivator. All the sects in the world were razed to the ground."

A man with a strong temper said hoarsely: "Mo Ran, you have no guts! You only dare to come to the flower hall to treat seriously injured monks. You are simply afraid of meeting other heads!"

"Afraid of them?" Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, "Even if you join forces again and the army suppresses the situation. As long as I don't want to die, who of you can hurt me?"

"Mo Ran, are you crazy?! Are you and Hua Binan in the same group?! What on earth do you want to do?!"

The dimples were deep and the eyes were dim. After a while, he said slowly: "...What do you want from me?"

A strange light seemed to flash across his handsome face, and then he closed his eyes.

"I don't even know what I want. In short, no one in this world can give it to me, and no one can make me happy anymore." He said calmly, "I have been a walking corpse for so many years, and I have no desire anymore. Please. However, if you have to ask someone——"

He smiled suddenly.

Opening his eyes, the black pupils seemed to be shining with scarlet luster.

"Watch you die."

The whole house was astonished. The ink-burning eyes swept over the pale faces, and he couldn't help it anymore, and laughed out loud: "I haven't seen such an interesting scene for a long time, it's quite lively."

"Ink Burning...you are really crazy..."

"You've said this for the second time." Suddenly his smile tightened, and there was only an explosion! In the blink of an eye, Mo Ran rushed behind the man like lightning, slapped it down with one hand, and his brains splashed out in an instant! !

"ah--!"

Amidst the screams, Mo Ran faintly raised his handsome face spattered with blood, revealing a pair of extremely strange and savage eyes, passing through the crowd like a sparrow.

"If I don't go crazy, I'm afraid that your good intentions will be ruined."

The man he called your Excellency had his heavenly spirit cap shattered, and blood flowed all over his head and face. Mo Ran didn't even bother to take a look, as if he had eaten an ordinary meal, and looked around calmly and coldly. Attracting everyone.

"Okay, I've killed enough fools today." A smile slowly appeared on his lips again, and he pushed the corpse casually and kicked it aside, "Human, it's always boring to kill all at once. Too many deaths. I am lonely now. I will leave you to survive for a few days."

After a pause, he continued: "Whenever your hands feel itchy, you can crush them for fun."

Amidst the bloodstains, he slowly walked out of the hall, came to the door, and looked sideways again: "Before that, remember to save your heads."

After saying that, he laughed loudly, wrapped himself in his cloak, and suddenly swept over the eaves of the ground, and his figure quickly disappeared behind the brackets.

Three days later.

In the stone chamber of Dragon Blood Mountain, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were still unconscious due to the influence of the spell. But the incense burner suddenly creaked, black smoke and blood poured out of it, and then a shrill and piercing scream came out of it and echoed into the palace.

Mo Ran opened his eyes suddenly and woke up.

His heart no longer hurts, and there are no injuries. The mysterious thin smoke that previously connected him and Allen Chu has also dissipated.

"Master!"

He stood up immediately, but suddenly saw a third person entering the stone cave.

The man was standing in front of the stone table with his back to him, looking carefully at the incense burner that emitted a burning smell. His figure was slender and handsome, and could not be described as good-looking. He opened the stove lid, and a long, white hand took out a thousand-petaled exotic flower and held it in the palm of his hand.

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