Chapter 47 The Taste of Despair (1/2)
”Next time, be sure to pick carefully of who you are messing with.” Mo Xie's words descended.
_Swish!_ A fast and swift slash was seen as Mo Xie's hand slashed from above.
”GHAAAAAAAA!!!”
A Scream that expresses agony and pain echoed in the surrounding.
Everyone became speechless; 'What happened?'
All of the Lu and Meng Clan's men were speechless as they continued looking at Mo Xie is fear. They even forgot to move in order to save their 'Friend'.
Meng Zuo's eyes opened widely as he tried to crawl as far away as he could, but who can? when a whole limb had been cut away clean. His whole arm, from his shoulder to hand had been removed.
But Mo Xie's steps didn't stop there, slowly following Meng Zuo as he crawls back to his clan's men. In the same time, his so-called 'Friends' and Brother-in-law are stepping back, trying to create a distance between them and Mo Xie.
”HE... Help!... Help!” Meng Zuo's cries for help made people shudder. His eyes full of tears as his mouth continuously vomits blood.
Wasn't this person a black gold ranked cultivator? what happened?
Mo Xie's face has no emotion in it, but everyone that glance at it can clearly feel the coldness within.
Mo Xie, he had never treasured anyone, nor had he made friends in his previous life, for the first time, he wants to take things slowly, gather people to join him to a long life. For the first time, he wants to be together with these people, yet, trouble kept bearing its fangs at him.
His mouth slowly opened as he spoke: ”Had I offended you all in anyway?
Have I started anything?
Where have I gone wrong?
Is it a mistake for me to become kind?”
Mo Xie's words sound solemn, but the way his face look sent shivers to anyone that heard of it.
”Do I have to kill anyone that offends me?
A path of slaughter?
Those that do not bow to me, shall I kill them again?”
Mo Xie's tone kept getting colder and colder, his gaze looking at Lu Shi moved and descended to Meng Zuo; ”We are not finished.”
Hearing Mo Xie's words and approaching footsteps, Meng Zuo couldn't help but shudder, he looked back immediately and saw Mo Xie sitting close to him.
”Which eyes...”
Meng Zuo hearing this remembered his words earlier; 'It is that finger that point at my beloved Daughter, right?' and now, it is 'Which eyes?'
”Which eyes was it again? who owned those eyes that looked at my wife maliciously.” Mo Xie's words resounded.
Lu Shi is now wetting his own pants, Lu Bong and the rest were trembling in fear; 'What kind of man did my son provoke?!'. Even Shang Ting was shocked by how the events unfolded.
”H... Hus... Husba...” Shang Ting tried and tried, but whatever courage she gathered, it immediately breaks as soon as she saw Mo Xie's cold yet calm face. Fear, fear is growing inside her heart.
”GYAAAA!! MY EYES!” Meng Zuo's scream woke her daze, as she saw Meng Zuo holding his way with the only arm he had left.