Who came?
Xiao Tianyi furrowed his brow, looking at Chen Mo who had a calm expression, suddenly, he felt a sense of fear.
Chen Mo knows too much and has an unforgivable grudge with him. At this moment, all the high-handed people around Chen Mo have been defeated. Xiao Tianyi doesn't want to wait any longer. With his disheveled figure moving slightly, he raised his three-foot-long sword and fiercely charged at the former.
The space between the two twisted instantly, an unexpected turn of events blocking Xiao Tianyi's path. He stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows raised, and his expression turned ugly in an instant.
However, a huge black ball suddenly emerged from the distorted space, looking like a magic egg. The ball slowly shed its original black color, revealing first the gold crown that shone with golden light, followed by the red and blue heterochromatic eyes.
"What is that..."
Fu Bo exclaimed, while the little soy bean showed joy, "Xinwu sister."
She has come, Liu Wu Xin has come.
With the appearance of Liu Wu Xin in her long black dress, Xiao Tianyi's face turned ugly instantly. He felt a sense of fear from the woman in front of him. There was an insurmountable chasm between them.
If he were to fight her, there was no doubt that he would die.
Long Feiwu, injured by Xiao Tianyi, collapsed to the ground, his face full of helplessness. He had originally thought that he would lose today's battle here, but when Liu Wu Xin appeared, he was surprised for a moment and then looked at her.
She quickly noticed the eyes with different colors. Three hundred years on, she still had a deep impression of those heterochromatic eyes.
She was an orphan child adopted by Chen Mo, a test subject that was considered a source of disaster...
In three hundred years, she had seen Liu Wu Xin several times, but she never took that little girl seriously. However, today was different. She truly felt a sense of imperial aura from the other party, as well as the terrifying spiritual pressure that made her afraid.
"Wu Xin, long time no see."
The black ball dissipated, Chen Mo gently walked forward, just like three hundred years ago, he showed her a gentle smile and greeted her in the most ordinary way.
Liu Wu Xin's expression changed, her slender body trembled slightly, and her breathing became more and more rapid. She panicked and turned around, with those heterochromatic eyes twinkling like the moon and stars. In an instant, misty water covered her eyes.
Three hundred years, I have thought of you day and night for three hundred years. Finally, I see you again, brother...
Liu Wu Xin took a deep breath, over the past three hundred years, she had imagined many times the scenes of meeting Chen Mo again, accumulated many things she wanted to share with him. A thousand words and a thousand phrases were about to be spoken in the instant of meeting, but everything had been forgotten outside the clouds.
Liu Wu Xin's imperial aura was gone, her icy composure vanished instantly, and tears brimmed in her eyes. The thousand words and sentences in her heart turned into an embrace at this moment.
"Brother..."
Caught off guard, Chen Mo let Liu Wu Xin give him a big bear hug, and he had a bit of nostalgia for the little girl of that time.
Liu Wu Xin is no longer the girl who would blush easily in her youth; she has become a powerful empress who reigns over eight directions. However, when she appeared before Chen Mo, all her pride vanished instantly, just as it did three hundred years ago.
As if it had been too long and she missed him too much, Liu Wu Xin subconsciously tightened her grip a little, afraid that the real touch she had just reclaimed would disappear. In how many nights had she dreamed of this moment happening?
"Sigh—"
Another heavy hug, which made Chen Mo, who already had injuries, take a deep breath. Fortunately, Liu Wu Xin was not as clueless as Little Soy Bean and did not know the weight. Upon hearing the sound of pain from Chen Mo, she immediately let go.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Is it because I hurt you, Wu Xin? Wu Xin was just so longing for you that..."
Liu Wu Xin worriedly explained to Chen Mo as she spoke, only to suddenly realize that he was covered in injuries and blood stained his clothes.
This scene is very similar to three hundred years ago, in an instant, Liu Wu Xin's face turned pale, her face covered in frost, and her voice lowered. She clenched her fists and suppressed her anger, "Who did it?"
Without hesitation, Chen Mo pointed to the woman who had turned into a man, Xiao Tianyi. The latter's face was shocked, and he could feel a sense of fear from Liu Wu Xin. This person was not ordinary.
"Ha, I know you have a good strength, but I am not weak either. How about this? I will not trouble you, and you should not trouble…"
Crack.
Just as Xiao Tianyi finished speaking, he saw Liu Wu Xin suddenly turn her head, her red and blue eyes flashing with heterochromatic light. In a flash, he felt a sense of killing intent spreading out. The surrounding air seemed to be drained, and a sense of suffocation suddenly came.
The next moment, the black mist turned into a sharp blade that pierced through his chest, and his blood dripped down steadily.
Three hundred years ago, I vowed that I would never let my brother be hurt again, and I would never let the tragedy of that year repeat... You hurt him, and there will be no peace between us until one of us dies."
Liu Wu Xin coldly spoke out a sentence, and ruthlessly waved her fingers, in the next moment, the blade was withdrawn and cut through Xiao Tianyi's throat.
"Brother, do you hurt? I have spiritual pills here to heal your wounds. You'd better take them right away, or the wound might be infected. Later, I'll take you back to Youzhou and find a court doctor for a full physical examination..."
Liu Wu Xin turned around to look at Chen Mo again, her cold aura no longer present, the killing intent gone in an instant, replaced by a gentle warmth like the spring breeze brushing against willow branches.
This sudden change in demeanor made Chen Mo momentarily stunned, but he only regarded it as Liu Wu Xin's care for himself and did not pay much attention to it. After a hearty laugh, he said: "I'm fine, but he is a considerable threat. He has nine lives, and he has died four times...".
Chen Mo hadn't finished speaking when Liu Wu Xin's smile instantly disappeared. She turned around and put Chen Mo behind her, her heterochromatic eyes locked on Xiao Tianyi whose wounds healed almost instantly.
Who is he, and why does he have such mysterious abilities? Is it the Miao state's sorcery and poisoning techniques?
"He, his name is Xiao Tianyi."
Chen Mo casually explained: "It was YE LIANGCHEN three hundred years ago."
"Ye Liangchen?"
As soon as the words fell, Liu Wu Xin's killing intent in her eyes intensified. Three hundred years ago, if it weren't for Ye Liangchen, she might have had a warm home with Chen Mo and lived a happy life.
Three hundred years ago, after seeing Ye Liangchen die completely, the hatred in her heart did not dissipate. She had wanted to have the person's flesh torn apart, but only regretted that her strength was too weak at that time and she couldn't get close to Ye Liangchen's body.
By the time she had enough strength, Ye Liangchen's body had mysteriously vanished.
Xiao Tianyi was panting heavily, just recovered from the oppression just now and staring at Liu Wu Xin with a complicated expression, then his gaze fell on Chen Mo.
However, Chen Mo spoke calmly, continuing to say: "He is also Li Zhengyi, the sword god from a thousand years ago; Sikou Yuanyue Long of 1,800 years ago; Yanhua Daoist of Fenghua Valley 3,000 years ago; and ZHANG Tianting, the first generation Taoist master of Tian Si Palace 10,000 years ago."
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