Dark King, come pick me up!

Chapter 220 The Death of Mo Huanze

Taking a deep breath, Mo Liya withdrew her hatred for Mo Fengye, her eyes were gloomy looking at the person who was locked on the wall in front of her, unable to move, but she opened her mouth wide and let out a wild beast-like moan. The roaring Mo Huanze.

At this moment, Mo Huanze's whole body was filthy, and the strong smell of blood and stench were intertwined, making one unbearably nauseous.

Looking at Mo Huanze's hideous complexion, Mo Liya's eyes became more gloomy.

Unexpectedly, her good brother was also a bastard. When he thought of Mo Fengye and that little bastard, the hatred in Mo Liya's heart was like a flood, and he stared at the person in front of him.

In her hand, she slowly raised the long sword, her entire right hand was hanging down unnaturally, and the curled up shape of her palm was also a little distorted. It was already her limit to be able to hold the long sword slowly, let alone lift such a weight long sword.

The pain in the palm came wave after wave, and Mo Liya was so painful that her face was sweating, her face was as pale as paper, and she bit her lips hard.

Mo Huanze, who was in a frenzy, seemed to feel something, his eyes were scarlet, his whole body rushed forward, he opened his mouth wide, and there were waves of scalp-numbing roars from his throat, as if he wanted to tear the life in front of him apart. into pieces!

Although he wanted to rush towards the person in front of him, his entire wrist was tightly chained to the wall, and even his feet were chained, which limited Mo Huanze's range of motion.

But Mo Liya flitted viciously from the bottom of her eyes, and with a turn of the long sword in her hand, with Mo Huanze's whole body moving forward, it sank deeply into Mo Huanze's chest.

puff!
A piercing sound came, which could be clearly heard in the silent Mojia dungeon. The maddened Mo Huanze's whole body froze violently, his eyes popped out, as if he didn't know what happened, he lowered his head slowly.

Mo Liya clenched her lips, her whole body staggered and took a step back, and the long sword in her hand was pulled out fiercely along with her backing force!
Whoa!
Blood suddenly surged from his chest, and the smell of blood in the rotten air became stronger and stronger, hitting people's nerves wave after wave.

Mo Huanze slowly raised his head again, his throat twitched a few times, and he let out a broken and out-of-tune cry, but it was barely able to be heard clearly by the person in front of him.

"Sister, why did you kill me?"

Mo Liya's pupils shrank, and this Mo Huanze had regained his sanity!

Facing Shangmo Huanze's eyes that gradually became focused, they were scarlet so chillingly red, and what slowly overflowed from them was the color of disbelief and despair!
Lowering her head, Mo Liya realized that Mo Huanze's chest she had stabbed, because her tendons were broken, she couldn't grasp the strength and position, and only one sword failed to stab Mo Huanze's heart!

In other words, Mo Huanze was still alive, but if he was left alone, he wouldn't live long, and he would surely die due to excessive blood loss.

"Sister, don't kill me. Help me."

There was another cry of despair, Mo Liya raised her eyes, and what caught her eyes was Mo Huanze's expression of despair and pleading.

It never occurred to Mo Huanze that his last memory was to steal Mo Liya's elixir. After taking it, he felt a burst of power in his body out of control, swallowing his sanity alive, and he couldn't do anything. I no longer know.

In his later memories, he seemed to be going crazy, beheading everyone in front of him, because he had a terrible sense of crisis in his heart, that is, everyone was coming to kill him.

How could he be killed, so he frantically went to kill each other, until the people in front of him fell one by one in front of him.

Afterwards, the man in front of his eyes was full of viciousness, and the long sword that had been stabbed into his chest was pulled out mercilessly, bringing a bloody surge and staining his eyes red.

That was his sister, Mo Liya!

Mo Liya's face was gloomy, she fixedly looked at Mo Huanze who had regained her senses, and said ruthlessly without the slightest feeling for her siblings before.

"Huan Ze, don't hate me, if you want to hate, hate yourself, not the blood of the Mo family!"

"What, what. Sis, sister, what are you talking about." Mo Huanze gasped for breath, and when he heard Mo Liya's words, he opened his eyes wide, filled with disbelief.

"Before you die, I will tell you everything. You are not from the blood of the Mo family at all. You are a bastard born from our mother and other men. No wonder you are so stupid and your strength is useless!"

As Mo Liya's vicious words came, Mo Huanze's whole body shook violently, his eyes popped out, and his throat suddenly burst into vibrations.

"Impossible."

"Nothing is impossible, Mother has been imprisoned." A murderous intent flashed in Mo Liya's eyes, and she raised her long sword again.

Mo Huanze's body suddenly became stiff, and he fixed his eyes on Mo Liya. When he saw her raised the long sword again, he let out a desperate wail, which resounded in the dungeon of Mo's house.

"Do not--"

The heart was pierced through, and then pulled out again, blood gushed out instantly, the originally scarlet eyes gradually lost focus again, and even the last gleam of light faded.

Mo Huanze's whole body was hanging down, and he leaned forward, but he was locked by the chains on the wall, so he couldn't fall down at all.

Only the head hangs down powerlessly. Before dying, the eyes burst out, and the inside is full of blood red, containing hatred and madness.

Mo Liya looked at the dead Mo Huanze, let go of her hand, the long sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, a look of disgust flashed across her eyes, she turned and left!

Mo Liya who left didn't know that although Mo Cangxuan told her that Mo Huanze's identity was not from the Mo family's blood, he didn't tell her that Mo Huanze's real father was from a higher plane.

Otherwise, no matter how resentful Mo Liya is, she would never dare to kill Mo Huanze!

But in a small courtyard of Mo's house, Zhou Yixiang, who was supposed to be imprisoned, quietly avoided the guards of Mo's house, and rushed towards the dungeon of Mo's house stealthily.

Her secret has been exposed, and she must not stay at Mo's house, otherwise, if it drags on, both she and Huan Ze will end up dead.

Yes, we must take Huan Ze away, and then find a way to go to the upper plane, we must find him.

Only by finding him, then their enmity can be recovered thousands of times from Mo Fengye!
At this time, Zhou Yixiang didn't know that when she entered the dungeon of Mo's house, Mo Liya had already left just a moment before.
If Mo Liya had stayed a little longer, or Zhou Yixiang had come a little earlier, maybe they would have met!
However, coincidences never happen. When Zhou Yixiang came to the dungeon of Mo's house and witnessed the cruel scene with his own eyes, there was a sharp and mournful scream.

"No, Huan Ze—"

(End of this chapter)