Chapter 635 (1/2)

Gu Xingnuo's face was filled with surprise and anger, which made Mo ask believe that if this man still had the strength to stand up, the eldest childe Gu would rush up and fight with his life.

”You have fame and wealth!” Gu Xingnuo asked Mo angrily, ”what else do you want? Do you want to destroy the six countries and become an emperor yourself? A lunatic! ”

In the face of Gu Xingnuo's scolding, don't ask whether the look on his face is still Gu Xingnuo's familiar look. In his calm, there is still some compassion. ”Yan Ruo,” don't ask, say to Gu Dashao, ”I don't want to hurt you. After all, I watched you grow up, you...”

”Shut up!” Gu Xingnuo shouted at Mo, ”don't pretend to be merciful with me. You can kill if you want.”

”If you die,” Mo asked with a smile, ”will Gu Xinglang be sad?”

Thinking of his little brother, Gu Xingnuo's expression became painful. His fingers were buttoned on the ground and his nails were broken and bleeding. They all said that his fingers connected his heart, but Gu Dashao didn't feel it at the moment.

Mo Wen walked up to Gu Xingnuo, bent down and lifted Gu Xingnuo from the ground with one hand, and whispered, ”are you dead now? No one in the world can save Gu Xinglang. ”

Gu Xingnuo looked at Mo coldly, his lips closed tightly and didn't speak.

”Don't look at me like that,” Mo asked. ”Gu Xinglang is something your mother exchanged for me.”

Gu Xingnuo smiled angrily and said, ”where is my father now?”

”When the time comes, you will naturally see him,” Mo asked with a smile.

His father has already died in battle. How can we meet in this life? Gu Xingnuo nodded and said, ”yes, I'll see him sooner or later, but it's the next yellow spring!”

Gu Dashao's voice was still in his hand, and a short sword went straight to his throat.

This sword Gu Xingnuo shot like electricity and used all his skills.

The sword tip of the short sword trembled slightly, and there were countless illusions. People can't tell which of the countless illusions is the real sword tip.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab mowen's throat, mowen raised his empty hand. It seemed that the two fingers were just a clip in the void.

Gu Xingnuo's short sword can no longer move forward.

”Magic,” Mo asked Muran, ”I taught you this. Unexpectedly, one day, you will use it to kill me.”

Struggling to die, there was no way to remove Mo Wen. Gu Xingnuo's disappointment at this moment could not be described.

Don't ask. As soon as you release your hand, you throw Gu Xingnuo back to the ground.