Reborn As a System

Qin Mo's World (5)

The gray mirror surface suddenly lit up, and Mo Yan's eyes also suddenly lit up, it became! He succeeded!

Successfully locked the man!

For thousands of years, he has never been as excited as he is now, which is really amazing.

He is about to gain this powerful power over the world!

But at the next moment, he saw the person in the mirror.

The mirror surface is like a lake surface. It was sparkling at first, and then calmed down slowly, and a good-looking teenager slowly appeared.

The teenager was tall and slender, his skin was very white, his black eyes were round and bright, his small nose and ruddy lips were very beautiful. But the most striking thing is that his soft black short hair showed two hairy semi-circular black ears, shaking slightly, so that the people who watched can't help but be thrilled.

But at the moment, Mo Yan's heart reached the bottom of the valley and fell into the ice cellar.

No...not Qin Mo!

This... who is this?

Why is it wrong? impossible! He clearly pointed at Qin Mo, and accurate, how could he lock others?

Looking at this appearance, this is obviously a demon repair, but there is no one else here!

But the next second, Mo Yan's pupils shrank, and he saw the person leaning on Qin Mo's arms, but it was not the little demon locked by him!

It really failed. Mo Yan couldn't hide his disappointment in his heart, but he quickly calmed down and missed the best time. He was not the one who could not distinguish the situation. He had to evacuate right now, otherwise Qin Mo would find him and the consequences would be unimaginable. .

Mo Yan didn't stay at all, and immediately cast his spells, but between this electro-optical flint, a sharp black blade shot straight at him.

Mo Yan's face changed a lot, he knew he was found!

But anyway, he was also a hegemon and immediately responded to resist this attack, but Mo Yansi did not dare to fight, just wanted to leave quickly.

Obviously, the other party did not give him a chance to leave.

The huge strength gap made Mo Yan embarrassed in an instant. He really felt the huge pressure that 6 Jiuyuan had just suffered. This gap was really disheartening.

Even if he didn't want to compete with him at this moment, he couldn't escape from the background.

And Qin Mo's patience is not good enough to play with him for a while.

After lightly fighting a few tricks, the pressure suddenly increased, and the majestic aura turned into a giant sword rushed straight into it with an unstoppable power.

The cold sweat between Mo Yan's foreheads continued to fall like a bead. He felt it very clearly, and death was near him.

He is going to die, just like 6 Jiuyuan, the unclear and even ridiculous, dead!

...Not reconciled! Really unwilling!

He can't die, how can he die? !

Correct! He still has the last chance! He can still fight!

Mo Yan hurriedly lifted the Soul Mirror and ordered to the teenager in that mirror: Guard me!

Lock the soul and drive me.

Although I don’t know who you are, now you belong to me!

Mo Yan did not have much hope for a demon cultivation who attached to Qin Mo, but the next scene let him know that he had won by betting!

The humble demon repairer surpassed Qin Mo's speed of attack, blocking him in the blink of an eye.

Fighting his own life, we must stop this fatal blow.

Because he received instructions from the depths of his soul: guard him, and guard him regardless of everything.

Mo Yan does not expect this little demon to take the blow, he only hopes that with a cushion of life, he will have the opportunity to escape even for a moment.

But everything that followed completely subverted his thoughts.

The original Thunder Strike suddenly came into contact with the little demon, and the majestic immortality disappeared instantly like a huge aura of heaven.

The breathtaking death scene just now was like an illusion.

Mo Yan froze, but the next moment, ecstasy spread in his chest.

He thought it was dead, but he didn't expect to be born in Jedi!

Joy was too late to ascend, the great coercion reappeared, Mo Yan's squashed face was pale, but he still managed to raise his head and saw the man who finally looked at him.

The black eyes were filled with ink flames, thin lips slightly opened, and the mute voice implied anger: "What have you done?"

Mo Yan shook, but he was not afraid, he pinched his weakness, he held his heart.

Mo Yan pulled the young demon over and grinned: "So, that's it."

He touched the young boy's fair face. He succeeded in seeing the darker color in the eyes of the man opposite him. He was excited and nervous, and then cruelly ordered: "Kill him, kill Qin Mo."

Upon receiving the order, the young man struck Qin Mo like a wind and a lightning, without any hesitation, without a pause, the holy sword in his hand was sheathed, the thick aura had a vent, and he punctured the emerald green arc straight to the opposite. the man.

Use his tricks to teach him, use his weapons to send him, and use his favorite hands to pierce the ruthless cold killing intention into his heart.

Mo Yan looked aside, the smile on the corner of his mouth grew deeper, he did not think that the little demon could kill Qin Mo, he gave such an order, just wanted to see, this little demon came to Qin Mo How important it is.

He just wanted to know how many cards he had.

The result was so satisfying.

Although the young man's moves are fierce but green, the weapons are brilliant but lack of running-in. This is a novice who has nothing to do but has little practical experience.

At this level, even Mo Yan can easily kill him, but the tough man can only dodge.

This ruthless and arrogant man who was fearless and ruined, but he was not willing to hurt the young man even once.

Mo Yan was very surprised and also very happy.

"stop!"

The boy stopped.

"come back!"

The teenager quickly returned to Mo Yan.

Qin Mo looked coldly, his nails deep in his palm, and filled with a strong bloody smell.

It turned out to be the Soul Mirror.

Lock the soul and drive it. No matter who you are, you belong to me at this moment.

His Shi Qing, the Shi Qing who belongs to him alone, was snatched away from his arms, from his side, and from his palm.

The sense of hollowness from the palm spread quickly, and the whole heart was clenched at once. The borderless silence, the dark and abyss of darkness, were now full of rich flames enough to burn all.

Unforgivable and unforgivable!

Slightly raised his head, the black eyes were still like the dead water, Qin Mo looked at him, his voice wandering on the edge of reason and madness: "What do you want?"

Mo Yanyang raised his chin: "You, I want you, and I want you to cultivate yourself!"

"Okay." Qin Mo agreed without hesitation, "Here."

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly brightened, but the next moment, his pupils expanded infinitely.

Qin Mo strikes at a very fast speed like a sharp blade! Mo Yan only had time to order quickly: "Protect me!"

The teenager appeared immediately, facing Qin Mo!

The long sword in the boy's hand carried a stern murderous murder and pierced the fast-flying man with precision and accuracy. Mo Yangang was about to be proud, but he saw that Qin Mo didn't pause at all!

The long sword pierced his shoulder blades in an instant, and his blood was gurgling, but his impulse was not reduced at all! A pair of black eyes lock the prey, and it is bound to endlessly!

Mo Yan was once again deterred by strong coercion, unable to move at all. He watched the man in front of him swiftly approaching. He was red with blood but he didn't even frown. Only the clenched one grabbed Mo Yan's throat.

Fasten vigorously, Mo Yan's face flushed instantly, but he would not give up, he did not want to die, he ordered with a hoarse throat: "Kill...He...Kill...He...He."

The expressionless teenager quickly launched the offensive, which was deadly, and the sword passed through.

Qin Mo did not dodge, his back was torn, and the intense pain mixed with the smell of blood stimulated his brain, making his eyes scarlet.

Anger flames burned in it, palms violently exerted force, sharp barbs snapped into Mo Yan's throat, blood spurted, throat broken, Mo Yan's eyes widened with terrible pain because of strong pain.

He couldn't make a sound, so he couldn't give orders. He could no longer control the teenager, but the teenager couldn't stop.

But as long as Mo Yan is killed, the effect of the Soul Mirror will disappear.

Qin Mo smiled strangely: "He will not kill me, and I will not let you die too fast."

It was only at this moment that Mo Yan knew that he had provoked a terrible devil.

He was speechless, unable to talk about the conditions, and he could not even lift the spell on the boy.

Qin Mo has been attacked all the time, and at the same time put thousands of times of pain on Mo Yan.

Endless torture, seeing no end of abuse, Mo Yan felt that this man was crazy, he was a madman, a real madman.

He wanted to die, and he desperately wanted to be able to die, because only death can end this torture that is desperate.

It collapsed, Mo Yan's spirit completely collapsed, but the slaughter continued.

It wasn't until... that the young demon repairer's breathing was disturbed, and he gradually became tired.

Locking the soul mirror will not consider any physical factors, even if tired, involved, stunned, or even lose the ability to move, as long as there is a command, he will carry it out, even if it is a walking dead, it cannot be broken. This chain imposed on the soul.

Therefore, even if Shi Qing is tired, he will still be wielding a long sword, and he cannot stop it.

In the end, Shi Qing will die in exhaustion.

This thought crossed his mind, Qin Mo finally regained a sense of reason, he looked at Mo Yan, who had no life, and finally completely wiped him out.

After the torture was over, the spell was lifted.

The next second, Shi Qing was completely comatose.

Qin Mo caught him. All the blood on the black robe was full of blood. The high blood loss made him look white and strange, but a pair of black eyes was particularly bright, slightly bowed, and kissed gently in the teenager's neck. The mute voice is a pathological obsession: "Qing Qing, my Qing Qing, you are mine."