Chapter 843: Mo Yu’s Story (3)

Mo Yu is from the Wu clan, and Mo Mountain has been guarded by the Wu clan for generations.

Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Ning Huanxin couldn't help but nodded. Mo Yu's personality was indeed that he loved saving people the most.

It was he who rescued A Lian and brought her back to the village.

"At that time, Mo Yu's witchcraft was not very advanced. It took him and I working together to defeat the old Taoist priest. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death."

Mo Xiao spoke again calmly, his eyes full of strange colors.

"That feeling... have you ever experienced it? The person you love the most betrays you without hesitation, kills you, and tortures you in the heart, making you die in uneasiness. And a stranger who just met you by chance almost lost his own life to save you."

That kind of touching feeling is unforgettable.

I will never forget it in my lifetime.

"Maybe this is fate."

Mo Yu held Mo Xiao's hand. Ning Huanxin noticed that Mo Xiao's hands were almost transparent. It was obvious that her magic power was not enough to support her to condense the entity for a long time.

There is a destiny between people, and the same is true between people and ghosts.

When Mo Yu first saw Mo Xiao's ghost being hunted down, he stepped forward without hesitation.

When he was injured by the Taoist priest, Mo Yu saw Mo Xiao standing in front of him without hesitation——

"You and I are strangers. Please go away! I don't want kind people to die because of me."

She is not totally evil.

She has a kind heart, but she is full of resentment because her death was so tragic.

So at that moment, Mo Yu felt sympathy for her.

And this moment of compassion became a thousand-year bond between the two people.

"After Mo Yu was injured, I wanted to save him, but my spiritual power was also damaged. The only way was to absorb the spirits of more people to improve my strength."

Mo Xiao continued to speak in a low voice at this time: "I hurt a lot of people at that time, but I didn't think too much. I just wanted to save him. After my strength recovered, I sneaked into their village and passed half of my ghost power to Mo Yu. His injuries were naturally not serious, but from then on, Mo Yu was no longer an ordinary person. He has the blood of the witch clan and my ghost power. He can learn witchcraft and ghost cultivation techniques at the same time and become a ghost cultivator."

So now Mo Yuai is no longer a human being.

"No wonder."

Hearing Mo Xiao's words, Jiang Lixing nodded slightly, then turned to explain to Ning Huanxin.

"The two of them cannot sign a contract, because Mo Yu was saved by Mo Xiao back then, and half of Mo Xiao's spiritual power already exists in his body. Therefore, Mo Yu's current state is actually half ghost and half wizard, and he is no longer a human cultivator."

"Yes, maybe I am just a monster that has not died for a thousand years."

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Mo Yu smiled, a complicated smile: "In the past, Mo Xiao and I wandered around. At that time, there were wars and chaos. We would help the poor and deal with those mountain bandits and robbers. Mo Xiao could rely on absorbing their spirits to practice and stabilize his own spirit. But in the past few decades, the world has been peaceful and technology has developed. We can't live in the city for a long time. We are even more afraid of encountering Xuanmen monks from other sects. Moreover, once we hurt ordinary people at will, we will be wanted by Xuanmen and hunted down by major agencies. We have no choice but to hide in the mountains."

(End of this chapter)