A look of satisfaction appeared on Mo Li's face.

"For a piece of gold crystal, the young master of the Luo family killed Sister Chen and ordered the massacre of our small village... Human life is worthless, and mortals are ants!!!"

puff!

Another knife!

That jade knife can hurt the soul and is extremely vicious.

That was what Mo Li had prepared for his enemies a long time ago!

"Even if my father knelt in front of you, lay at your feet, and licked the buttocks of your pet as you requested...hahaha...you still killed my mother..."

puff!

Another knife!

"If it weren't for that sudden battle, I would have died long ago... However, God didn't take me away... From that day on, I followed that Taoist to practice martial arts and magical powers, and finally went far away from the monsters, killing countless monsters in exchange for merits and entering the Xuanmeng..."

"All this... is for you!"

"Luoyang! Young Master Luo! The son of the Inspector General! The pride of Luoxia City!!!"

Mo Li slashed at Luo Yang's soul again and again, enjoying his screams.

It was not until nearly half an hour later that he stopped, but Luo Yang had already become unrecognizable and was barely breathing.

Mo Li then took out the letter, looked at the words on it, and calmly, with a hint of relief, he read out loud:

"Sword Sect Flower Banxia!"

"Died in the Demonic Border Battlefield, 93,000 Miles of Yuquan Slope!"

"His cultivation level was the eighth level of Soul Condensation. When he died, his soul collapsed and his appearance was destroyed!"

"Sword Sect Flower Banxia!"

"Died in the battle, at the Demonic Border battlefield, 93,000 miles away, Yuquan Slope!"

"His cultivation level was the eighth level of Soul Condensation. When he died, his soul collapsed and his appearance was destroyed!!!"