Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 182
"To be honest, I don't understand." The old ghost said in confusion, "You can easily kill everyone in the Ye family, but why didn't you do that?"

"Wouldn't it be too easy to kill the people of the Ye family directly?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said: "I will let the Ye family go through everything my family has suffered. I will let them be persecuted by stronger forces, let them have nothing, and let them collapse from spirit to body!"

"So you chose the domineering Jue Xingying, attracted him here, and let Ye Qing touch him?"

"That's right!" The young man said cheerfully, "When they get familiar with it, I only need to cast a little mental hint, and Ye Qing will offend him. With Jue Xingying's dominance, he will definitely attack the Ye family."

"At that time, Ye Qing must be very desperate. It's just a mental suggestion. He is very clear-headed, but he just can't control his temper, and because of his temper, the Ye family suffered a catastrophe. Think about it, How painful and desperate he will be at that time!"

"What a boring idea!" The old ghost muttered, and continued to ask: "Then what about the Mo family, why didn't you kill that Mo Changsheng's family, is it really because of your little girlfriend's last words?"

"How is it possible?" The young man sneered and said, "Didn't you realize that Mo Changsheng's weakness is his family members? Whether it's Juejia or Ryosuke Fujiwara, among the people I know, they are the most suitable and the most capable." Someone who might kill him, but it's not safe."

"According to what you said, in today's world, monks can only reach the level of false foundation building at most, and obviously, Mo Changsheng exists at this level. Juejia and Fujiwara Ryosuke want to deal with him, it is not so easy!"

After saying this, the young man shook his hands and shot out a ball of bloody flames, turning Wu Kailun's mummy into ashes: "This opening cannot be left behind."

"Okay, Mo Changsheng should be here soon, it's time for you to work! Hurry up, all the blood of an innate second-level grandmaster is enough for you to unleash a stronger mental attack!"

"What an uncute boy!" The old ghost muttered dissatisfiedly, but he still followed his will.

After the young man sucked Wu Kailun's blood, his slightly blood-colored skin turned pale again, and the blood-colored light burst out from his pupils. At the same time, the old voice that did not match his appearance came from There was a sound in his mouth.

"Blood energy curse, mental confusion!"

A mental ripple invisible to the naked eye, centered on the young man's brain, emanated out mysteriously.

The scope of this mental attack is very large, the entire Li residence is covered by it, and all the people staying in the Li residence have been plotted unknowingly.

With this attack, the old ghost seemed to be expending a lot, panting and saying:
"Hurry up, these people will have hallucinations in a while. They will think that all this is Mo Changsheng's conspiracy. When he appears here later, he will not be able to clean up even if he jumps into the Yellow River."

The young man nodded excitedly, and quickly left here.

In the place shrouded in darkness, the battle is still going on, but the scene of the battle is very strange.

Be it the people from Wuliangzong or the men in black who came to sneak attack, including Jue Xingying and Fujiwara Ryosuke, they were all desperately fighting against real or fake opponents.

The old ghost attached to the young man, a mental attack, has already made them insane.

When Mo Changsheng arrived at Li's house, what he saw was a scene of corpses strewn all over the field.

As soon as he entered Li's house, he saw Yang Wuying's body, and his heart shuddered.

"Isn't this person the great master who accompanied Li Xiaochao? How could he die here? Could it be that guy killed him?"

"A master at the master level died just like that, without even being able to put up too much resistance. The person who attacked him was at least in the so-called venerable realm."

Thinking of this, Mo Changsheng hurriedly searched the depths of Li's house.

Along the way, there were traces of the war everywhere, and at intervals, several corpses would lie on the ground.

Most of the corpses were men in black with black scarves and masks, and a small part were middle-aged men and women in normal clothes. However, the only one he had seen was Yang Wuying.

Soon, Mo Changsheng found the meeting hall where the members of Wuliangzong had been.

Outside the meeting hall, blood flowed like a river. More than half of the dozen or so masters of Wuliangzong died here. Apart from these people, many people brought by Fujiwara Ryosuke and Jue Xingying also died. Of course, the most of them, Still those men in black.

Mo Changsheng sensed it, but he couldn't find any trace of a living person. After a hasty search, he walked into the meeting hall.

Apparently, the meeting hall also experienced a great battle, and it was destroyed badly.

"These people seem to be here for these two calligraphy and paintings, why bother?"

Mo Changsheng found a small fragment of "Luo Shen Lingbo Tu" from the hand of a corpse, searched carefully, and found more fragments.

It's a pity that the battle was too fierce, and most of the two calligraphy and paintings were destroyed. The fragments that could be found were less than one in ten, and most of them were destroyed in the battle.

Mo Changsheng shook his head, sighed, and gradually frowned:

"But the question is, who is the person who sent me the message? Judging by the tone of voice, this person should know me and have a grudge against me. Who could it be?"

Mo Changsheng pondered for a long time, but still had no clue. He searched carefully again, but still couldn't find any survivors, so he had no choice but to leave here.

Not long after Mo Changsheng left, that young man came to Li's house again.

"Hey, I've only been away from this world for more than 200 years, so many interesting things have appeared unexpectedly."

The young man took out several mobile phones from a hidden corner of Li's house, checked them a bit, and smiled with satisfaction.

"With these things, that guy really won't be able to clean himself up even if he jumps into the Yellow River."

He carefully selected a mobile phone, stuffed it under a corpse at the door, arranged it carefully, and left here again.

Mo Changsheng didn't know that after he left Li's house, someone would come back again, let alone that the process of coming to Li's house was photographed by someone who cared.

At this moment, he was looking at the phone with a sad face, only to see that the screen of the phone was pitch black, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't turn on the phone.

"It's over, the battery is out again!"

Mo Changsheng murmured extremely depressed, trying desperately to recall the address Wen Qingyan sent him in the afternoon.

"What's the name of that cruise ship?"

(End of this chapter)