Lin Yu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He said, "I'm just curious what secret treasure Mo Wen Tian has on you … Also, I don't know Mo Wen Tian. I heard his name from someone from the Du Clan …"
"Someone from the Du Clan would tell you this?"
Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress was instantly suspicious. How could an ordinary servant know the Mo Clan's secret and the existence of the Du Clan …
How could he be an ordinary servant?
However, Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress had never seen Feng Hao before. He shouldn't be from the Mo Clan.
Could he be from the Du Clan?
Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress's expression darkened. She looked at Feng Hao and said in a low voice, "Are you sent by the Du Clan?"
Feng Hao shook his head and said, "The Du Clan has been erased from the world …"
"What?"
Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress was stunned. Although the Du Clan was far from the Mo Clan, it was still a famous clan in Xiyang City.
She had once visited the Du Clan with her father and got along well with the Du Clan's Young Mistress, Du Yan.
She felt that a good woman like Du Yan would definitely marry a good husband in the future.
However, she didn't expect the Du Clan to be erased from the world …
Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress looked at Feng Hao doubtfully. She felt that it was impossible.
The Du Clan was a kind-hearted clan. They even had a Second-rank Wu Huang martial artist. Who would attack such a kind-hearted clan?
Feng Hao saw Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress's expression and knew that she didn't believe him … However, he felt that Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress was the best way to find out the Mo Clan's secret.
Although Feng Hao wanted to suppress the Demon Emperor's scattered demonic aura and severely injure his lackeys, he wasn't so heartless that he wanted to kill everyone in the Mo Clan.
"Is Du Yan still around?" Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress asked.
She felt that if Feng Hao really knew about Du Yan, it proved that Feng Hao definitely had a relationship with the Du Clan.
Feng Hao shook his head and said, "She had the potential to become a half-step great emperor, but she died at the hands of the Demon Emperor's clone …"
"Impossible …" Mo Clan's Seventh Mistress was shocked.
Died at the hands of the Demon Emperor's clone?
How could this be?
"How can the Demon Thearch's clone appear in the Lin Zhou World?" Mo Clan's Seventh Young Mistress had a look of disbelief.
A smile appeared on Feng Hao's face. Since the Mo Clan's Seventh Young Mistress knew about the Demon Thearch Clone, she obviously knew about the Demon Thearch Legion.
"Miss Mo, I know that you are filled with resentment and hatred. If you don't want to become the next Du Yan of the Du family, you better tell me …" Feng Hao said sternly.
Although the Demon Thearch Clone had already turned into 12 demonic auras, even if one of the Mo Clan's army commanders obtained this demonic aura, Mo Wen Tian's secret treasure would most likely not be attractive anymore.
At that time, Mo Yao's life would no longer have any value.
Mo Yao's eyes were filled with struggle. Then, she felt that something was wrong …
As an ordinary person, how did Feng Hao know so many things? Including the matter of the demon thearch's clone.
Obviously, this was definitely Mo Zhuiyun's scheme, and his objective was to make her take the initiative to hand over the secret treasure and seek protection.
"Hehe!"
Mo Yao laughed coldly twice and turned to leave.
However, just as Mo Yao turned to leave and turned into a courtyard, she bumped into a youth and fell to the ground, scraping her skin.
"Isn't this Little Sister Mo Yao? What happened? You're already bleeding from the collision? "
The youth was a handsome young master, and he was looking down at Mo Yao.
He was Mo Wanli, the grandson of Mo Zhuiyun. He was only 27 or 28 years old, but he was already a Rank 2 Wu Huang expert.
He could be considered an outstanding disciple of the Mo Clan.
Mo Yao clenched her fists, then relaxed again. She lowered her head stubbornly and did not speak.
"You dog. If we weren't from the same clan, I would have thrown you to the dogs long ago …"
Mo Wanli was about to kick Mo Yao to the side, but just as he was about to make his move …
There was a "bang" sound. Mo Wanli's foot had clearly kicked the air, but it was as if he had kicked an iron plate. He hugged his foot and jumped up and down. He was in so much pain that his face turned green.
"You actually used a secret treasure?" Mo Wanli stared at Mo Yao with bloodshot eyes.
If Mo Yao had not used a secret treasure, how could he, a Rank 2 Wu Huang expert, be in such a situation?
“？？？”
Mo Yao looked confused. She was now a cripple, how could she use a secret treasure?
"You think I can use a secret treasure?" Mo Yao looked at Mo Wanli with disdain.
Was it necessary to frame her like this?
What poor acting skills!
"Yes …"
Mo Wanli thought about it carefully. It was indeed reasonable, because no secret treasure could be used without the support of cultivation.
If Mo Yao's cultivation had not been crippled, she would have been able to suppress him, but now she was like an ant.
Mo Wanli looked around and found that there was no one else besides Feng Hao and Mo Yao.
"Did someone secretly help me?"
Mo Wanli did not believe it. He decided to get to the bottom of this matter. Otherwise, he would panic.
Mo Wanli walked towards Mo Yao, his eyes glinting fiercely. Then, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yao's shoulder.
However, when his hand was about ten centimeters away from Mo Yao's head, he suddenly encountered a huge resistance.
The resistance made him feel like he was facing a vast ocean. It was unparalleled.
Mo Wanli immediately let go of his hand, and his expression became gloomy.
Even Mo Yao noticed that something was off, because Mo Wanli's appearance wasn't fake at all.
He had really encountered a force that could not be resisted.
"What's going on?" Mo Yao's heart was beating wildly.
She then looked at Feng Hao, who was standing to the side with a calm expression. She wondered … could it be him?
However, Mo Yao shook her head after thinking about it. How could Mo Zhuiyun's people make things difficult for Mo Zhuiyun's grandson?
Moreover … Feng Hao was clearly an ordinary person.
"Who is it?"
Mo Yao's thoughts were a little chaotic. Since her father returned from the Du Family some time ago, he had a conflict with the other members of the Mo Family. He had even been seriously injured and imprisoned in the Mo Family's dungeon.
As for her … Mo Zhuiyun had crippled her cultivation and interrogated her about the whereabouts of the secret treasure.
Mo Yao did not know what kind of backer she had that could help her in secret.
"Bang!"
Mo Wanli did not believe it. He attacked Mo Yao in a frenzy. Then, his fists and various martial arts techniques interweaved to create a dazzling light. However, he still could not break through the force that enveloped Mo Yao.
It was a layer of milky-white transparent light screen. Every time Mo Wanli attacked with his full strength, the light screen would appear for a moment …
In other words, Mo Wanli's Second Grade Wu Huang's cultivation could only trigger a slight reaction from the light screen.
The key was …
He had no idea who was behind all of this.
"Who is it?"
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