"Xuanwu, what's wrong with you?" Tsing Yi looked sideways, and saw the Mo Yi man holding his head tightly.

His look was full of pain, as if some memory was lost, but he couldn't remember it for a while ...

boom!

At this moment, it seemed as though a force had exploded in Xuanwu's mind, his steps receding, his handsome face pale.

His eyes fell on Mo Lizhi's body, his brows were always tightly wrinkled, and even his body shivered slightly.

Familiar with……

This teenager is too familiar. He seems to have seen it somewhere, and he can't remember it for a while ...

Suddenly, a picture crossed the wilderness and jumped into the mind of Xuanwu, and the original fuzzy memory gradually became clear.

In the bloody battlefield, the two soldiers engaged.

He stood in the battlefield with an ink-colored gown.

Blood stained the entire battlefield, corpses raged across the field, and blood flowed innumerably.

Suddenly, a long sword came from behind and penetrated his chest.

The blood stained his ink robe red, his body was rather stiff, and he turned his head slowly ...

It was a teenager's face, familiar with making him tremble, but he could not even ask a questioning voice.

why……

Will it be him?

...

On the demon holy mountain.

The teenager had slowly fallen from the void, and he stood beside Suzaku, carefully opening his palm.

"This is Yan Yan let me give it to you."

In the palm of the teenager, a blue stone lay quietly, and the stone radiated a faint light, rendering the teenager's white face.

Suzaku stared blankly at the stone on the palm of the teenager. Her red lips trembled and wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word.

"Suzaku, Xuanwu, what's wrong with you?" Xiaomi scratched her head and asked suspiciously, "Do you know Mo Litai?"

At this moment, the atmosphere was silent.

In the demon holy mountain enveloped by the bloody sky, there is a strange and quiet atmosphere.

Suddenly, Xuanwu used the action first ...

His figure turned into a sharp sword, and he quickly broke through in front of the teenager. A fistful of wind was wrapped around his fist. The sound fell on Mo Li's chest.

Mo Limo did not resist, nor did he resist.

A strong force penetrated into his body, his body suddenly stepped back a few steps, a trace of blood began to spread from the corner of his mouth, and slowly flowed down.

"I am going to kill you!"

Xuanwu's eyes were blood red, and the murderous intention poured out from the bottom of his eyes, covering the whole mountain range.

Suzaku froze for a moment.

She was lost in thought.

After Xuanwu came back, he told her that the reason why he would fall was because of an acquaintance ...

But he couldn't remember who this acquaintance was.

So ... Seeing Xuanwu's reaction now, Suzaku's eyes slowly fell on Mo Li's body.

Her fists were clenched tightly, and her unspeakable anger rushed out of her chest, making her face more flirtatious and cold.

"Mo Li Si ... is it you?"

Suzaku slowly approached Mo Lisha for a few steps, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold mangling emerged from the bottom of his eyes: "Did you kill Xuanwu?"

Xiaomi was dumbfounded.

Did Mo Li kill Xuanwu?

This ... how could this be?

Mo Liyi is the brother of the master, did he ever kill Xuanwu?If the master knows this, may he suffer?

"I won't hurt her."