The Lord of Ghost

In the Gongsun family hall, ancient patterns are carved on the suspended beams and wooden pillars. The soft moonlight scatters, illuminating the dust with silver light. ...

"You are finally back."

A young voice came from the throne in the hall where the light could not reach.

After waiting for a long time, the prey finally came.

"Who are you! Where are the other elders!"

From the moment he entered the family, Gongsun Jianwu noticed something was wrong.

The entire Gongsun family was blocked and imprisoned, unable to pass information to the outside.

Especially the look in the eyes of the family disciples looked at him, with obscure hints.

Did a major change happen in the family? Gongsun Jianwu was puzzled.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that my target is you! Gongsun Jianwu!" Mo Li sat on the first seat and said lightly.

"At only 20 years old, you have cultivated a sword spirit that others have not had for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Your physique is the [Taixu Sword Body] that has not appeared in tens of thousands of years. The sword path seems to be made for you."

"This is much better than your ancestor Gongsun Xuanjian!"

As a warrior who opened up the territory under Qin Yang, and one of the few who could fight with Qin Yang, Gongsun Jianwu's talent is definitely a demon.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand!" The pale moonlight shone on Gongsun Jianwu's face, and a slight panic flashed through his eyes.

Except for the mysterious old man with sword spirit, even his father didn't know his physique.

"Don't understand? It doesn't matter, let's say something you can understand."

As he said, Mo Li put away his legs and slowly walked down from the throne. Behind him was a man who walked mechanically like a puppet.

"Father!" Gongsun Jianwu almost shouted in an instant.

He clenched his five fingers tightly and asked word by word: "Who are you? What do you want!"

Mo Li smiled lightly, as if he had seen the other person's posture somewhere.

"Oh, by the way, you look very similar to someone now. His name is Xiao Xiaobao. He had the same expression at that time!"

"Yes, that's right, fists clenched, and murderous intent was hidden deep in his eyes."

"I said, my target is you! As for your clansmen and relatives... Sorry, they are all my bargaining chips."

When saying this, there was only a light smile on Mo Li's face, as if such a sinful thing was nothing in his eyes.

"What do you want!"

Mo Li smiled in his eyes: "Your soul, use your soul to exchange for the vitality of your clansmen."

"Impossible!"

Whether it is the soul or the spirit, it is the most essential core of the living being. Without the soul, is he still a person?

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, maybe he will change his mind?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Li's face changed immediately, and he took out the Daotian Sword and swung it at Gongsun Jianwu's father's legs without saying a word. Suddenly, blood splashed under the pale moonlight.

"Father!" Gongsun Jianwu shouted, wanting to rush over to kill Mo Li, but was stopped by a force in the dark!

"Jianwu, hold on... He is provoking you!" The soul of the sword hidden behind Gongsun Jianwu said.

"Hey, old man, do you have anything to say to your son? After all, losing your legs is very painful. If you don't shout it out, your son will not know how painful it is!" Mo Li looked at the Gongsun clan leader and said.

But the Gongsun clan leader never said anything, but his eyes kept looking at Gongsun Jianwu, full of the most sincere hope, as if saying: Go, leave here!

He knew that his son was not a thing in the pond, and one day he would fly above the nine heavens.

Mo Li raised his head and looked. It turned out that the two of them were showing their love for each other!

"Not bad, full of affection."

"But," Mo Lu changed the subject and raised the Heavenly Sword again.

Gongsun Jianwu: "Wait! Don't! You say, I agree to whatever you say."

Judging from the other party's rude and cruel means, this guy can do anything. The only way now is to stabilize the other party and find an opportunity.

However, under Gongsun Jianwu's stunned eyes, the pupils in his eyes slowly enlarged, and the unbelievable grief flowed out bit by bit.

Yes, Mo Li is very cruel, and he doesn't follow the routine at all.

Wait for a shit, his sword never stops, and blood will be seen as soon as it is unsheathed.

The sword light that was swung fell directly on Gongsun Jianwu's father next to him.

The head fell to the ground and the body was separated.

Time suddenly became quiet.

However, Mo Li curled his lips, stepped on the rolling head, and kicked it in front of Gongsun Jianwu.

Gongsun Jianwu was stunned. At that moment, he was like being struck by thunder. His mind went blank.

Didn't the other party want to threaten him?

Was the bargaining chip killed just like that?

"It's cruel, right? But this is how it is in this world where the strong are respected."

"Actually, this is the second time I threaten someone. I'm not very good at it. I hope you can understand."

Mo Li talked freely, like an old friend for many years, calmly telling interesting things.

At the same time, Gongsun Jianwu hugged his father's body and wanted to cry, but couldn't.

It is said that when people are really desperate, their minds are dead, so dead that they forget to cry.

His mother died when he was very young. He only had his father, who was very caring for him, but also often strict, with expectations in his eyes, and often said: Jianwu, you are the pride of my life, and your mother will be pleased if she is in heaven.

But now, his father died in front of his eyes, right in front of him.

"Jianwu, calm down, he is stimulating you to take action!"

"And even if you use the power of my master, you may not be able to kill him. I have detected that there are at least two people guarding him! One of them seems to have a breath that can surpass the Venerable! I am not sure."

"Then what should I do! Master, tell me! He killed my father!" The sword soul communicated with Gongsun Jianwu.

Half an incense stick later, Mo Li slowly stood up and said nonchalantly:

"Hey, hey, hey, I gave you so much time, have you figured out how to kill me, or how to escape?"

"After all, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

He knew that Gongsun Jianwu had the help of the sword spirit, but Gongsun Jianwu himself was a limitation. Even if the sword spirit possessed him, how much strength could he exert?

At this time, Gongsun Jianwu gradually raised his dark eyes like the abyss and stared at Mo Li.

"It seems that you have made up your mind, but before you take action, I want to tell you something secretly."

"Although I killed your father, you still have a beautiful sister. She seems to have some strange disease. One of the purposes of your going out to experience is to find a cure. Now she is your only relative."

Mo Li's words fell into his heart like beads, shaking waves.

At that moment, Gongsun Jianwu's eyes became scarlet and crazy. Mo Li's words touched his nerves that were on the verge of collapse. At this moment, the stress was like a beast:

"What did you do to my sister!"

His sister, Gongsun Luowu, is the softest and most fragile existence in his heart. That pure land has his best time, and there is also a girl who sticks to him all day long and calls him brother sweetly...

Mo Li smiled slightly and licked his lips with his tongue: "Two words."

"Very smooth!"