Chapter 843

Mo Feng was pinned to the ground by Suzaku's sharp claws, making him unable to move.

"Master, should we kill him now?"

Yun Xiyue didn't answer, but turned to look at Mo Han: "Mo Han, what do you plan to do with him?"

A gloomy look quickly flashed across Mo Han's eyes, and then he said calmly: "You can deal with him however you want, his life or death has nothing to do with me."

Yun Xiyue's eyes darkened a little, and then she exchanged a glance with Ji Xuanqing, meeting his comforting gaze, and she calmed down.

Turning her head, she looked at Wu Yang who had remained silent all along, and asked, "Father, what do you want to do with him?"

Wu Yang took a step forward, looked at Mo Feng who was covered in wounds, gritted his teeth and said: "Mo Feng has done all kinds of bad things, slaughtered our clansmen, and killed our Wu clan, leaving only you and me. This bloody feud If we don't live together, we must kill him and pay homage to our clansmen!"

Yun Xiyue didn't know anything about the Wu Clan he was talking about, and naturally she didn't have any feelings.

But Mo Feng's bad deeds can't be erased, he really doesn't regret his death.

Besides, it was he who wanted to get the white jade flute wholeheartedly, so Wu Yang was imprisoned for so many years, making him unable to reunite with Yun Jin.

As soon as she thought that Yunjin would still miss Wu Yang until she died, an indescribable anger rose in her heart instantly.

Calling out the Tianji Sword, she took heavy steps and came to Mo Feng step by step, staring at him coldly with downcast eyes.

"Mo Feng, you have done all kinds of bad things, now, I will do justice for the heavens and kill you, a sinner full of evil!"

Looking up to meet her cold gaze, Mo Feng laughed ferociously: "Kill me, kill me if you have the ability! Don't try to make me beg you, even if I die, I will never beg you!" !"

"You're sick!" Shen Changge cursed speechlessly, and with a wave of the Tianji sword, it stabbed him in the chest without hesitation.

The sharp blade sank into his chest, and blood oozed out instantly, staining the clothes on his chest red.

As the Tianji sword was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out, and Mo Feng also groaned in pain.

His eyes turned slightly, and he looked over Yunxiyue to Mo Han who was not far away.

His eyes were complicated, as if filled with remorse and deep self-blame.

At this moment, Yun Xiyue was willing to believe that he still had father-son affection for Mo Han.

Too bad it's all too late.

Seeing that Mo Feng closed his eyes and lost his breath, Yunxiyue put away the Tianji Sword and turned back to Ji Xuanqing and the others.

"Let's go, get out of here."

"it is good."

Turning around, the group left straight away.

But Wu Yang couldn't help turning his head back, and glanced at the place he had brought for more than ten years.

Finally turned around and strode away without looking back.

Wuying and Wushuang stayed with the ghost messengers to clean up the mess.

With Mo Feng dead, they didn't need to kill those soldiers, they just let them leave.

……

Back at the residence, Qu Yi and the others, who were already looking forward to see through, greeted them as soon as they saw them coming back, asking them non-stop.

"Xiyue, has anyone been rescued?"

Yun Xiyue nodded slightly, and stepped aside to let them see Wu Yang standing behind her.

"He is my father."

"On the way back, I heard Xiyue mention you, and I know that you are all Xiyue's friends." Wu Yang spoke out first, and said sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of Xiyue all the time, thank you!"

He failed to fulfill his duties as a father and failed to care for Xiyue.

Fortunately, Xiyue has Ji Xuanqing who loves her, and such a group of friends who share weal and woe.

(End of this chapter)

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