Mo Yunqing never expected that Su Luo would kill her without saying anything.
When she fell, her face was still full of disbelief.
Su Luo watched her fall to the ground, shook her head, and sighed: "You said you were going to complain in front of everyone, tell me, how could you not die?"
Su Luo drew back the Chengying Sword.
The moment it was pulled back, the blade of the Chengying Sword was stained with blood, but in the blink of an eye, the blood was completely absorbed by the Chengying Sword, and the sword body was as bright as a clear spring.
Moreover, Su Luo could clearly feel Chengyingjian's joy and excitement.
It turns out that Chengying Sword would become so excited after drinking blood. This was something Su Luo had not expected at first.
Suddenly, Su Luo felt a powerful pressure coming towards her. She felt something in her heart and thought to herself that this was not good.
If her suspicions were correct, this powerful pressure must have been caused by Elder Mo chasing her. With this possibility in mind, how could Su Luo dare to linger? She summoned her spiritual energy, formed seals with her hands, and quickly whispered, "Teleport!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Luo's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Just as Su Luo disappeared, a powerful figure appeared beside Mo Yunqing.
Su Luo's guess was correct. This person was none other than the Mohist ancestor who had lost his mind.
Elder Mo stared blankly at the spot where Su Luo had disappeared, his thick brows furrowed as he slowly walked over. He ignored his beloved granddaughter lying on the ground. To be more precise, in his eyes, Mo Yunqing was nothing more than a piece of wood.
Old Man Mo finally stopped at the place where Su Luo disappeared, his expression lost in thought, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.
Two figures soon appeared behind Old Man Mo.
The Great Elder and Mo Zixu.
Mo Zixu saw Mo Yunqing lying on the ground and immediately felt sick. He took two quick steps and rushed over, half-knelt on the ground, and picked up Mo Yunqing. "Yunqing? Yunqing, what's wrong with you?"
Wasn't she locked up in a closed room? Why was she lying here so stiff?
Looking at his precious daughter with blood on her chest, Mo Zixu felt extremely heartbroken and his eyes became moist.
"Yun Qing! How could Yun Qing..." The Great Elder was shocked when he saw Mo Yunqing lying motionless. He was much calmer than Mo Zixu.
The Great Elder saw that Mo Yunqing was not feeling well, so he stretched out his finger to feel her breath...
"There's still a little breath." The Great Elder didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
"Save her! Save her!" Mo Zixu grabbed the Great Elder's sleeve and roared angrily.
This is his daughter, Mo Zixu, whom he has doted on for sixteen years. How could he allow her to die? How could he allow the old to bury the young?
The Great Elder looked at Mo Zixu in silence, then sighed softly, "Don't even think about it. Her heart has been completely pierced, and her internal organs have been shattered to dust. It would be extremely difficult to even give her a brief moment of resurgence. How could she possibly be saved?"
When Mo Zixu heard this despairing news, his face suddenly turned dejected and hopeless. Did his Yunqing, his precious daughter, die in vain?
"No! Even if it's just a brief respite, it's fine! I must know who killed my precious daughter!" Mo Zixu's face was ferocious and terrifying, with murderous intent and clenched fists!
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