Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fortunately, with Fang Moyuan's cultivation base, he could completely bear the weight of the black coffin, but the cold devilish energy emitted by it made Fang Mo's heart palpitate for a while.

At the same time, the entire bottom of the pool began to shake violently, like an earthquake, and endless waves of air gushed out.

Seeing this, Fang Mo turned into a stream of blood and shot upwards.

...

"Oh!"

A stream of blood shot up from the pool.

A loud explosion followed.

The earth trembled, and the water filled the sky.

Endless water vapor rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Not long after, the moisture dissipated and everything returned to calm.

In mid-air, Fang Mo revealed his figure with the black coffin on his back.

It was clearly a bright day, but the light around the black coffin was extremely dim, cold and eerie.

Fang Mo calmly glanced at the calm pool below, and continued to go deep into the mountains.

Wherever it passes, demonic energy billows, and monsters retreat.

...

Two days later, Fang Mo's complexion changed slightly while he was flying, and his body began to sway uncontrollably from side to side.

He frowned, and hurriedly stabilized his body and landed towards the dense forest below.

"Forbidden?"

Fang Mo stood in the dense forest with a black coffin on his back, looking up at the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Could it be that he has come to an unknown place?

"Hey! Human, who gave you the courage to break into this place!"

At this time, an angry voice sounded from behind Fang Mo.

Fang Mo turned his head and saw a white demon leopard several feet tall appeared in his field of vision.

The evil spirit was billowing, and the killing intent was surging.

This turned out to be a terrifying monster at the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm!

"Human, this king is asking you something!"

The white demon leopard stared at Fang Mo, slowly revealing its sharp and huge fangs.

This human made it a little uncomfortable, especially the black coffin he was carrying.

What responded to it was a ferocious blood-colored tentacle.

The white demon leopard looked at the attacking bloody tentacle with a fierce look in its eyes.

This guy dared to take the initiative to attack himself, he didn't know what to do!

It opened its mouth wide, and sprayed out a mass of terrifying white energy at the bloody tentacles.

Wherever it passed, the space cracked, the trees disappeared, and a bottomless chasm was plowed out on the ground.

"Oh!"

The bloody tentacle directly penetrated the mass of white energy.

"how is this possible!"

The white demon leopard looked at this scene in shock.

"puff!"

Before the white demon leopard could react, the bloody tentacle pierced through its leopard's mouth and protruded from the back of its head.

The bloody tentacles were raised high, and the white leopard was hanging on it, its life was dissipating at a high speed, only the two leopard legs were still twitching unconsciously.

The white demon leopard didn't understand what happened until his death.

When the bloody tentacles were withdrawn, the white demon leopard was left with shriveled corpses scattered on the ground.

Fang Mo put the corpse away with a wave of his hand, turned and walked towards the depths of the dense forest with a blank expression.

As time went by, Fang Mo's eyes gradually showed a trace of solemnity.

Although I haven't encountered any monsters again, it can be seen from the bones all over the ground that there are dangers everywhere.

And most importantly, the surroundings became quieter, without a single sound, and the sound of the heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Finally, Fang Mo walked out of the dense forest.

The moment he stepped out of the dense forest, a dazzling white light made him unable to close his eyes slightly.

When he opened his eyes again, he opened them sharply and stood there in disbelief.

"Yue... Yue'er?"

Chapter 269 Ten Thousand Years Tree Demon

Blue sky and white clouds, green grass, a clear stream winding down, like a paradise.

Beside the gurgling stream, a petite figure is playing with colorful butterflies, laughing like silver bells from time to time, like a cheerful elf.

Bright white teeth, skin like jade fat.

A pair of big watery eyes, full of clarity, without a trace of impurities.The flushed face is like an apple, and when she smiles, there are two shallow dimples...

Fang Mo stared blankly at the petite figure that looked like an elf, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

That was the figure buried deep in his heart.

It is his obsession and his only regret.

It is the last shackles of his humanity now.

Now, it suddenly appeared in front of me alive...

Fang Mo was in a daze, everything was like a dream, which made him unbelievable.

"Master, you are finally here, Yue'er has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yue'er also found Fang Mo at this time, and flew towards him like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

"Yue... Yue'er..."

Fang Mo lowered his head slowly, looking at Yue'er in his arms, the voice in his throat was a little choked.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Mo closed his eyes, and hugged Yue'er tightly, as if he was afraid of losing it again.

"Young master knew that Yue'er would not die..." Fang Mo murmured softly.

At this time, he seemed to be no longer the high-ranking, cold and ruthless Lord Blood Lord, but an ordinary family young master with emotions, joys, sorrows and joys.

"Master, I swear that I will never let you suffer any more harm in the future..."

Fang Mo looked at Yue'er in his arms, and said softly.

Hearing this, Yue'er raised her head, showing a bright smile, her pair of small canine teeth looked very cute.

"Master, look how beautiful this place is, come and catch butterflies with me!"

As she said that, Yue'er took Fang Mo's hand and happily ran and frolicked among the flowers and plants.

Fang Mo looked at Yue'er's figure, with a knowing smile on his face, and let her play around.

"Haha, young master, look at this!"

Yue'er squatted beside the stream, with sly eyes she picked up a handful of stream water and splashed it towards Fang Mo.

Fang Mo didn't hide, smiled and let the cool stream water sprinkle on his body, looking at Yue'er dotingly.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the past.

"Haha, the young master is so stupid!"

Yue'er covered her small mouth, her silver bell-like laughter echoed in the air.

Fang Mo shook his head helplessly, with a smile on his face.

...

After playing around for some time, Fang Mo stopped, looked at the cheerful Yue'er in front of him, and said slowly:

"Yue'er, go back with the young master."

"Master, do you think it's beautiful here?"

Yue'er pointed to the beauty of the fairyland in front of her, and looked at Fang Mo with bright and clear eyes without blinking.

"Beautiful, very beautiful."

Fang Mo said softly.

"Yue'er wants the young master to be here with Yue'er forever, is that okay?"

Yue'er's clear eyes were full of expectation and begging.

"Okay, young master will accompany you."

Fang Mo took a deep look at Yue'er in front of him, and said softly.

Yue'er's pupils bent into a crescent moon.

From this day on, Fang Mo seemed to have forgotten his identity as the blood lord, and became the old young master of the Fang family again, playing with Yue'er to his heart's content.

Forget about time, forget about everything.

Laugh and be carefree.

...

Until that day, Yue'er wanted to hold Fang Mo's hand as usual, but Fang Mo refused.

Yue'er looked up at Fang Mo, with some doubts in her clear eyes.