The entire second floor of Shanyuan Building echoed with Mo Heng's shrill screams.
Mo Hang, Mo Yang and others were stunned, unable to believe what they saw.
A gust of wind blew by, and everyone's backs felt cold.
Unexpectedly, the clothes on their vests were soaked with cold sweat.
"Is this really that trash, Mo Zhiyao?"
Mo Hang turned his stiff neck with difficulty and looked at the people around him.
What caught his eye were the pale and dull faces of everyone.
Mo Hang knew that his expression was the same as theirs.
"You little loser, if you dare to hurt me, I won't let you go, and my father won't let you go either."
Mo Heng, who was stepped on by Mo Zhiyao, saw the resentment in his eyes, but he couldn't hide the deep feeling in his eyes.
Shocked.
"Oh, then I want to see why you didn't let me go."
Mo Zhiyao's expression remained unchanged, his eyes became colder, and the strength under his feet gradually increased.
Mo Heng had been trampled to the point of being speechless, and his ferocious expression was replaced by fear.
He had an intuition that Mo Zhiyao really wanted to kill him.
For the first time, Mo Heng felt so close to death, and his desire for survival finally gained the upper hand.
Unfortunately, his face was deformed by being stepped on, and he could no longer speak a word.
Mo Hang and the others around him were all silent, not even daring to speak out, let alone go up to help.
"Ouch" a strong wind suddenly hit Mo Zhiyao.
Mo Zhiyao frowned slightly, raised his arm, and punched the force that hit his side.
The muffled sound of "Peng" was heard, and Mo Zhiyao's body swayed, and the sole of his foot that was stepping on Mo Heng's face was raised and he took a step back.
Mo Heng, who was still alive, coughed violently, and blood spurted out, splattering the ground in shocking spots.
Mo Zhiyao's heart trembled.
The force of the attack seemed fierce, but in fact it was just right and did not hurt him at all.
It seemed that the person who took action just wanted to force him back and save Mo Heng.
Mo Zhiyao looked up and saw three people standing two in front and one behind on the steps leading to the third floor.
The two people in front of them are short and fat, with a smiling face and curved eyes, with no pupils visible, giving people a sense of closeness.
Mo Zhiyao had met this man once when he came here with his father when he was young, so he recognized him as Fu Kuan, the owner of Shanyuan Building.
The man next to Fu Kuan has a strong build, broad shoulders and thick arms, and a resolute face.
Judging from his slightly fluttering sleeves, it was obvious that he was the one who had just made the move.
One step higher behind the two people, stood a young man wearing moon-white attire.
He was only fifteen or sixteen years old.
He had a handsome face and long black hair tied with a jade belt on his head.
What was particularly impressive was his pair of starry eyes. , with deep eyes, was looking at Mo Zhiyao at the moment, and Mo Zhiyao had the illusion of being seen through his heart.
This young man is by no means an ordinary person The concentration of magic patterns gave Mo Zhiyao extraordinary intuition.
The young man opposite him made Mo Zhiyao feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.
This feeling only occurred to Mo Zhiyao when he fought with a monster for the first time.
Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, covering up the shock in his eyes.
His expression remained normal on the surface, not revealing the shock in his heart at all.
"Hahaha" A burst of laughter made Mo Zhiyao look away from the young man in colorful clothes.
With a smile on his face, Fu Kuan stepped down the steps and came to Mo Zhiyao, and the strong man beside him followed suit.
"This little brother was in a hurry just now.
My subordinate Xiao Ran took action rashly.
If he offended someone, I will help him."
Fu Kuan looked at Mo Zhiyao and said with a smile.
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Fu Kuan was so polite.
Not only was Mo Zhiyao stunned, but even Xiao Ran behind him had a look of astonishment on his face.
Although Fu Kuan's power is not as powerful as that of the four major families, he is still a big businessman.
After years of hard work, his relationship with the four major families is also intricate.
His strength cannot be underestimated.
He has the potential to become the fifth largest force.
Mo Zhiyao was just a little-known boy, but Fu Kuan was so polite that everyone, including Mo Zhiyao himself, was stunned.
However, these people did not include the handsome young man.
Mo Zhiyao gathered his thoughts and looked at Fu Kuan, his expression still cold, but the red light in his eyes had disappeared, leaving nothing exposed.
The blow just now made Mo Zhiyao's murderous intention fade a lot, and his sanity also recovered.
If Fu Kuan had been a few breaths later, he might have caused a big disaster.
If Mo Heng dies, he will die.
The key is that Mo Zhiyao will never have the chance to enter the Mo family ancestral hall to pay homage to his father.
Exhaling slowly, Mo Zhiyao bowed slightly and gave a salute, but said nothing.
"Little brother, I don't know if you have any misunderstanding with Master Mo Heng.
You actually want to do something here for my sake.
Well, let's explain for the moment why little brother, the money for the meal just now was counted in my account, and I thought it was my payment.
A little thought from someone."
Fu Kuan originally wanted to shake hands and make peace, but he glanced at Mo Heng lying on the ground and changed his words temporarily.
Both arms are broken, how can we "shake hands and make peace"?
Hearing this, Mo Zhiyao nodded, took a deep look at the handsomely dressed young man who was also looking at him, and turned to leave.
After breaking Mo Heng's arms, Mo Zhiyao finally vented his anger.
And Mo Zhiyao had other thoughts in mind.
The price for Mo Heng's insult to himself and his father was definitely not enough.
Looking at Mo Zhiyao's leaving figure, Fu Kuan's narrowed eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
He glanced at Mo Heng, who was lying on the ground wailing miserably, with a playful arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Mo Zhiyao, that loser who can't even form a single human pattern, haha, it looks like the Mo family is going to have a good show."
Mo Heng's voice before was not too loud, but it was definitely not quiet either.
Fu Kuan naturally heard Mo Zhiyao's name.
As for Xiao Ran, he was just a new guard recruited by Fu Kuan.
He didn't know the situation of the Mo family at all, so he didn't know Mo Zhiyao's "famous name" back then.
"You guys, why don't you help your young master Mo Heng to get medical treatment quickly?
Why don't you just watch it?"
Fu Kuan didn't care about the group of Mo family teenagers who were standing aside blankly and hadn't come back to their senses until now.
Such a good attitude.
Hearing Fu Kuan's words, Mo Hang and others reacted and hurriedly stepped forward.
With all their hands and feet, they lifted Mo Heng, who was wailing, and left the Shanyuan Building in great embarrassment and rushed towards the clan.
Turning around, Fu Kuan happened to catch a glimpse of an inexplicable smile on the mouth of the handsomely dressed young man, and he understood it in his heart.
It seemed that he had the same thoughts as himself.
"Master Jun, don't let these little things dampen your elegance.
Let's go upstairs and continue drinking."
Fu Kuan said with a smile.
The young man surnamed Jun nodded when he heard this, turned around and walked upstairs.
After leaving Shanyuan Building, Mo Zhiyao walked to the Mo family's mansion on the east side of Iwa City.
But he didn't enter through the front door, but took the familiar route around to the back door.
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When the guards guarding the back door saw Mo Zhiyao, who was dressed in animal skins, their eyes flashed with surprise, but they did not question him and let him in directly.
This made Mo Zhiyao feel sad.
It seemed that he had been away from home for a year and had not attracted the attention of his clan.
Otherwise, those guards would never have reacted like this.
They probably had no idea that Mo Zhiyao had ever disappeared.
The big shots in the clan didn't even pay any attention to this waste.
The only people who could know that he was missing were Elder Xuan Yu, who had always cared about him, and Mo Heng, who had malicious intentions towards him.
After entering Mo Mansion, Mo Zhiyao did not rush to the ancestral hall because tomorrow is the anniversary of his father Mo Cang's death.
Instead, he went straight to the residence of Elder Xuanyu.
Elder Xuanyu must have been very anxious after being missing for the past few years, so of course Mo Zhiyao had to go visit him first.
Although Elder Xuanyu's residence is also an inner courtyard, it is very close to the back mountain and the environment is extremely quiet.
Arriving at the door, before Mo Zhiyao could say anything, the guard standing at the door looked surprised and asked in surprise: "You, you are Master Zhiyao?"
Only at Elder Xuanyu's place would anyone address Mo Zhiyao as "Young Master".
Mo Zhiyao nodded and said, "It's me, I want to see Elder Xuanyu."
"Wait a moment, the villain will go and pass the message immediately."
The guard saluted and hurriedly went in.
In just a moment, a figure quickly rushed out of the door, with an excited look on his face.
It was Elder Xuanyu.
"My child, it's really you."
Elder Xuanyu grabbed Mo Zhiyao's shoulders, with ecstasy and disbelief in his eyes.
"Elder Xuanyu, it's me."
Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly turned red.
After his father died, Elder Xuanyu can be said to be his only relative.
"My child, where have you been this year?"
Elder Xuanyu asked while looking at Mo Zhiyao carefully.
Mo Zhiyao suppressed the glare from the corners of his eyes and said softly: "Elder Xuanyu, let's go in and talk."
"Oh, look at this old fool like me, I was so excited to see you back that I forgot about this."
Elder Xuanyu slapped his forehead, then took Mo Zhiyao's arm, and the two of them entered the gate together.
Arriving at the room, Elder Xuanyu first asked people to serve some fruits and other things, and then sent all the servants out, leaving only him and Mo Zhiyao in the room.
"My child, where have you been this year?"
Elder Xuanyu asked anxiously as he looked at Mo Zhiyao.
"After I left that day, I went to see you about a month later, but I couldn't find you.
I thought something had happened to you, so I personally searched the entire back mountain."
"In the end, I found nothing.
I was extremely anxious at the time.
I originally wanted to report it to the clan leader, but then I remembered the faces of those people."
At this point, Elder Xuanyu had an angry look on his face.
Mo Zhiyao knew in his heart that he was just a worthless waste back then.
How could the clan care whether he lived or died?
It didn't matter at all.
The bitterness at the corner of his mouth slowly turned into coldness.
There was a flash of coldness in Mo Zhiyao's eyes, clan, you will regret what you did before.
"So I didn't say anything.
I just arranged for my confidants to search around."
Elder Xuanyu looked at Mo Zhiyao and continued.
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"I have been searching for nearly a year.
To be honest, I have given up all hope.
I thought you" "Child, tell me quickly, where have you been for such a long time?"
Elder Xuanyu changed the topic and asked with a concerned look.
"That's it, Elder Xuanyu."
Mo Zhiyao organized his thoughts and recounted what happened after Elder Xuanyu left that day, but he concealed the matter about the Eternal Demonic Essence and Demonic Art.
He only said that with the help of that mysterious man, he was finally able to successfully condense the human pattern.
The matter of cultivating demons is too terrifying.
Moreover, condensing the magic pattern requires killing, which even Mo Zhiyao himself cannot accept.
Therefore, Mo Zhiyao does not plan to tell anyone about practicing magic arts for the time being.
"Elder Xuanyu, look."
Mo Zhiyao was on his left arm, lifting up his sleeves.
Under the movement of his spiritual power, three patterns of silvery brilliance suddenly appeared, extremely gorgeous
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