After I ran away with my baby, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 185 Father Should Choose Me! (4000 words)
"I have sealed all the rest of my cultivation in this soul orb."

"But with your current strength, it will take at least three to five years to refine this cultivation base, so keep it safe for now, it will be of great use to your future cultivation..."

"This is the last thing I can leave you."

After Mo Ju finished speaking in a deep voice, the phantom slowly dissipated.

Mo Ziyuan stared at the emptiness in front of him for a long time, tightly holding the red soul orb in his hand, he took a deep breath, and it took him a long time to recover his emotions.

Although the corners of the boy's eyes were slightly red, they were full of determination.

"Let's go."

He turned to Ye Yandao.

Afterwards, the two swept away all the treasures in the cave. Ye Yan only picked a few high-level weapons and treasures that he liked, and most of the treasures still fell into the hands of Mo Ziyuan. The first "military salary" for the family's resurgence.

"By the way, I almost forgot one thing, a big thing."

Ye Yan slapped her head, and took out the fragment of the map she got just now from the Qiankun bag, and the three she got before, a total of four, "Almost forgot to ask Senior Mo Jie where he got this map from?" ?”

Mo Ziyuan shook his head and said, "Father has fought and fought in so many places in his life, he probably doesn't even know where he got the map from."

Ok.

Ye Yan took back the map again
Somehow, she had a premonition that she could still get the remaining two maps.

The two returned to the entrance of the cave where they had just fallen, and after searching for a long time, they finally found the mechanism formation in a corner. The formation was not complicated, and it took Ye Yan half a day to untie it.

The world was spinning for a while, and when the two opened their eyes again, they found that they had returned to the original ruined stele.

Unexpectedly, someone has been waiting for a long time.

Almost at the moment when she stepped out of the stele, Ye Yan was keenly aware of the terrifying killing intent in the air, her expression changed, "Not good!"

It was too late to say it was too late, she pulled Mo Ziyuan back to hide, and at the same time opened a golden shield with her left palm, which collided with that despicable sneak attack of devilish energy in mid-air and exploded.

The terrifying and powerful magic energy explosion swept across the surrounding area for several miles. The golden shield of spiritual power in Ye Yan's hand was instantly shattered. Only by fighting against it with a weapon can it barely offset the aftermath of the devilish energy.

What came into view was a particularly ostentatious and eye-catching red shadow.

"Yo, I figured it out, I really kept me waiting for a long time." The man in red covered his lips and yawned, then raised his eyebrows and smiled. Yan Yan looked at the two people who were in a mess, and raised his hand to suck on the cigarette holder , spit out a mouthful of white smoke rings, with a lazy and casual posture.

Ye Yan's cold and dignified eyes fell on the mahogany tobacco rod in his hand, as well as his red clothes. This person is tall, thin and slender. There was also a back-to-basics mystery in his cultivation base, but the unfathomable coercion hovering around him made her quickly recognize the identity of this person.

One of the rumored Eight Great Demon Kings—Pang Zuo Demon King.

Every feature is perfectly aligned.

But why is he here?

It looks like I've been waiting for a long time.

Could it be that they were followed? ?She and Mo Ziyuan didn't find any trace of this person all the way, it was really frightening to think about it carefully.

Demon King Pang Zuo looked at Mo Ziyuan who was holding the knife handle tightly, flicked the cigarette ash with his fingertips, and raised his crimson lips lightly, "Sure enough, my guess is right, I followed you to find out."

"Your old father hid that huge treasure, after thousands of searches, it can be regarded as being found by this deity."

"I've been looking for this deity for decades, it's really not easy!"

Mo Ziyuan's expression darkened, and his whole body was trembling with anger. He never thought that he would be missed by others because of his hidden cultivation and defense, and he actually found the way for others in vain.

"You are delusional! Even if I die, I won't give it to you!"

With dark eyes, he said angrily.

What father left behind must not be obtained by this guy!

"Ah."

Demon King Pangzuo put down his cigarette, and the coldness in his eyes deepened, "The little thing is quite crazy, and he is as annoying as your dead father. It's okay, as long as I kill you, the baby will naturally be in my pocket." .”

"And the inheritance and cultivation left by your father must also be hidden in your body!" Pang Zuo Demon King looked back and forth at Mo Ziyuan, with that unscrupulous posture, as if the treasure was already in his pocket.

"Senior Mo Jie is so cautious, how could he give away the treasure for nothing? From the stele, it can be seen that only your own flesh and blood can inherit his inheritance, even if you get the inheritance, it is useless." Ye Yan stepped forward One step, speak up.

"My own flesh and blood? Haha, you really hit the point and reminded me."

Pangzuo Demon King's long and narrow fox eyes glanced at her, and then he laughed loudly. He clapped his hands, and then another figure walked out behind him, "The Scarlet Demon King does not have only one heir."

The man who walked out from behind Pang Zuo Demon King was dressed in red and black clothes, holding a broad knife in his hand, he looked tall and handsome, but the cold subconsciousness in his black pupils reminded Ye Yan of Mo Ji in the illusion .

Taking a closer look, he and Mo Jue's facial features are also very similar, and even more than Mo Ziyuan next to her, he has the rebellious, cruel and cold aura of Mo Ju when he was young.

"Who is this person?"

Ye Yan turned to look at Mo Ziyuan, and said in a secret voice.

The young man frowned, clenched the two knives in his hands, and said softly, "Mo She, I guess...he is my elder brother, but my father never admitted his identity."

When Mo Jie was young, like other demon kings, he raised many beauties and demon girls in his own palace. However, he was suspicious and cold-blooded by nature, and he didn't trust anyone around him, so he would never allow the beauties in the palace to conceive him. As a result, the son was threatened by others.

But the most favored beauty in his palace at that time took advantage of the three years when he left the Demon Realm, and wanted to compete for the favor and the heir of the future Demon King, so she secretly kept a child, and when Mo Jie came back, that The child has long been known in the Demon Realm, and this child is Mo She.

Mo She looked at Mo Ziyuan with hatred. His jealousy distorted his handsome face beyond recognition. His eyes were red and he almost roared, "Father actually left the inheritance to you? Why, why? !"

"You're just a human-devil hybrid who came out of nowhere, why should he leave all the good things to you!"

Mo Ziyuan's complexion became more and more gloomy, and when he heard the word [bastard], he clenched his fists tightly, showing blue veins and bones.

Ever since he was a child, people around him have secretly used these two words to describe him. He also knows that his talent is mediocre, not as good as his father back then, let alone the talent of the pure-blooded demons, so he can only double the talent of others. Work hard, practice even harder.

However, when he managed to make considerable progress, he would be labeled as "all because of the eccentricity of the Red Demon King" by others, and thus look down on him even more and sneer at him.

Mo Ziyuan endured the depression in his heart. He raised his head and looked coldly at Mo She, who was full of murderous intent, and asked aggressively, "What about you? How can you expect father's inheritance when you actually collude with the enemy who killed your father?"

"Heh, if you want to blame, blame him for being biased! I just take back what should belong to me!"

Mo She gritted her teeth and said, not feeling guilty at all.

Who can understand!Since he was born, he has been expected to be his father's future heir, and he is his father's only offspring. He finally waited for his father to return to the palace. He was full of joy, but he only waited for his father's cold eyes and ignorance.

And everything that should belong to him was taken away by this mixed-race bastard who came out of nowhere. He hated Mo Ziyuan and wished that he would die immediately!
The bottom of Mo She's pupils is cloudy, and the whole body is full of ink, which is already the strength of the transformation stage.

The moment his words fell, his figure was ghostly like the wind, and he struck straight at Mo Ziyuan's heart with his palms and claws!
However, he didn't expect that the opponent's strength had already surpassed his imagination, Mo Ziyuan dodged the sneak attack easily, and then he slapped Mo She heavily with his palm!

That palm was engulfed in the momentum of a tiger, leopard and jackal, biting off Mo She's left arm, leaving blood gurgling from the wound, and the severe pain and hatred made his face even more distorted and ferocious.

"You..." He stared at Mo Ziyuan, who was condescending and swiping a knife at him, his face full of disbelief, why?Why has he become so strong in just a few decades? !
It must be because his father gave him the inheritance!
right!It must be because of inheritance, otherwise this mixed bastard would not be able to match him!
Obviously, this bastard was no match for him since he was a child!He has always been his defeat!

This bastard should always be beaten and bullied by him in secret!
When Mo She thought about this point, she was going crazy with jealousy. Everyone said that he was the one who resembled his father the most. Why did his father pour all his heart and soul into this bastard!Why! !
Mo She's temperament is disordered, and there is a faint tendency to go crazy. I saw that he suddenly took a pill, bloodshot eyes appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his strength soared to the stage of integration, and he swung Mo Ziyuan's saber intent away , "My talent is already stronger than yours. If my father had trained me back then, I would have become a new generation of devil king and lead the red devil clan to glory!"

"When your father chooses you as heir, the future of the Red Devil clan is over."

"I want to take back everything that belongs to me!"

Not far away, Pangzuo Demon King watched the two brothers turn against each other and fight to the death, he couldn't help but grin from ear to ear. He put his finger under his gorgeous face, and there was a smear of hatred in his eyes.

His real face has been ruined by that damned Mo Ji, so he has no choice but to wear this fake human skin mask all day long to cover up the hideous scars on his face.

Mo Ju, Mo Ju, you would never have imagined that your two sons would actually come to this scene of life and death today, it's really gratifying.

Since you are dead, then let your son pay for the sins, and when the two brothers are wounded, he will kill them in one fell swoop, and after the guy is broken, haha, what a joy to think about!Happy!
Demon King Pang Zuo looked a little crazy.

At this moment, he glanced and saw another figure making some small movements, it was the unidentified female demon cultivator.

She took out a sleeve arrow and aimed it at Mo She secretly.

strangeness.

Demon King Pang Zuo narrowed his eyes, and thought flashed across his eyes. He didn't pay too much attention to this female cultivator just now, he just thought it was a concubine guard of the Red Demon King's child, but upon closer inspection, this person was actually a fit The long-term female witch repair.

It seems that he is not very old, but he has already reached the cultivation level of the fusion stage. Such a talent is absolutely impossible to be an ordinary concubine guard.

Why hadn't he heard of such a character before?

At the moment when Xiujian was about to go out, Pangzuo Demon King blew out a cloud of black mist from the tobacco rod in his hand.

That black mist turned into a huge monster with a face like a bear, a body like a tiger, and a height of three feet. It was the phantom body of the ancient monster-Yi!

The pitch-black scales covering its body are like the hardest steel armor in the world, easily blocking that sharp sleeve arrow, and the moment the sleeve arrow touches the pitch-black scale armor, it begins to break from the arrow tip. In a few breaths, all of them were broken into powder.

Ye Yan's pupils shrank, only to see that this huge and terrifying monster turned its black eyeballs, locked her in an instant, and then came straight towards her with its bloody mouth wide open!

I rely on!

She used her body skills to the extreme, but her escape speed couldn't keep up with the monster's few steps, and she was overtaken in the blink of an eye.

The oppressive and terrifying snort behind her blows her clothes and hair, making her hair stand on end.

Ye Yan immediately turned around and waved her hand, trying to swing a lingering sword intent, but that sword intent was basically useless against the half-empty phantom body.

Even if her full blow could disperse the monster into mist, the next moment, the black mist would recondense into a solid body.

On the other hand, every attack of the black mist actually hit her.

She backed away in a hurry, and when she looked up, she saw the bloody mouth that had been opened to the extreme.

There is also a faint smell of rancidity in the mouth, which is disgusting.

It's too late to say it's too late, she quickly mobilized the Jiuyou bone fire in her body, and rushed straight to the monster's mouth.

"Roar--!!!"

The monster was burned instantly, and it let out a deafening mournful wail, and the world seemed to shake.

it works!Ye Yan's eyes lit up, and he intensified the offensive of the strange fire. The faint blue Jiuyou bone fire quickly shattered the phantom, and then ate up the entire black mist without a trace left.

Pangzuo Demon King looked at Ye Yan with shock. He was no better than ordinary people who didn't know anything. He could tell at a glance that this fire was the legendary Nine Nether Bone Fire, which ranked third among different fires!
This fire actually fell into the hands of this unknown female cultivator, it is really a waste of money, if you can take it away and use it for yourself...

His attention immediately turned from the two brothers to Ye Yan.

The tobacco rod in his hand turned into an iron chain more than ten meters long. At the front of the iron chain hung a heavy circular sawtooth, which was a sub-magic weapon called [Blood Droplet].

"Ah, mother, be careful, that man is going to sneak up on you!"

Xiao Hei ran out of the space, stood in front of Ye Yan, and immediately opened his mouth to bite the big iron chain in a hurry.

"Crack-"

Something is broken.

(End of this chapter)