Reborn As a System

Chapter 86: The world of Qin Mo (5)

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

Successfully locked the man!

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

He is about to obtain this powerful power that surpasses the world!

But the next moment, he saw the appearance of the person in the mirror.

The mirror surface is like the surface of a lake. It was sparkling at first, and then slowly calmed down, and a young man with a beautiful face slowly appeared.

The boy is tall but slender, with very white skin, round and bright black eyes, a small nose, and rosy lips, very beautiful. But the most eye-catching thing is that two fluffy semi-circular black ears are exposed between his soft black short hair, and he shakes it slightly, which makes the viewers can't help but be moved.

But at this moment, Mo Yan's heart swayed to the bottom of the valley, falling straight into the ice cellar.

No... not Qin Mo!

This... Who is this

Why go wrong? impossible! He clearly aimed at Qin Mo, so accurate, how could he target someone else

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

But in the next second, Mo Yan's pupils shrank sharply. He saw the person leaning in Qin Mo's arms, but it was not the little demon that he locked up!

It really failed. Mo Yan couldn't hide his disappointment in his heart, but he quickly calmed down. He had missed the best opportunity. He is not someone who can't tell the situation clearly. .

Mo Yan didn't stop at all, and immediately cast the spell, but just between the lightning and flint, a sharp black blade shot straight at him.

Mo Yan's face changed greatly, he knew that he had been discovered!

However, he was also the overlord of the party. He reacted immediately and resisted the attack, but Mo Yan didn't dare to fight and just wanted to leave quickly.

But obviously, the other party didn't give him a chance to leave at all.

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

Even if he didn't want to fight with him at the moment, he couldn't get out and escape.

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

After a few understatements, the pressure suddenly intensified, and the majestic aura transformed into a giant sword charged straight with unstoppable power.

The cold sweat on Mo Yan's forehead kept slipping down like beads, and he realized it very clearly that death was imminent in front of his eyes.

He's going to die, just like Lu Jiuyuan, it's even ridiculous, dead!

… not reconciled! Really not reconciled!

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

right! He has one last chance! He can still fight!

Mo Yan suddenly raised the Soul Locking Mirror and ordered to the young man in the mirror: Protect me!

Lock people's souls, driven by me.

I don't know who you are, but now you belong to me!

Mo Yan didn't have much hope for a demon cultivator attached to Qin Mo, but the next scene let him know that he won the bet!

This inconspicuous demon cultivator actually blocked Qin Mo's attack in the blink of an eye.

Fighting for his own life, but also to stop this fatal blow.

Because he received instructions from the depths of his soul: protect him, and protect him at all costs.

Mo Yan didn't expect this little demon to be able to take this blow. He only hoped that with the buffer of his life, he would have a chance to escape even for a moment.

But what happened next completely overturned his thoughts.

The original Thunder Clap suddenly stopped at the moment when it was about to touch the little demon, and the majestic aura that was like a drop from the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The thrilling scene on the verge of death just now was like a hallucination.

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

He thought it was a dead end, but he didn't expect it to be alive!

Before the joy could rise, the huge pressure reappeared, and Mo Yan's face was pale, but he still tried his best to look up, and what he saw was the man who was finally willing to look at him.

Those black eyes were filled with black flames, thin lips were slightly open, and the low voice contained monstrous anger: "What did you do?"

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

Mo Yan grabbed the young demon and grinned, "So that's how it is."

He touched the boy's fair face, and successfully saw the darker ink in the man's eyes. He was excited and nervous, and then cruelly ordered: "Kill him, kill Qin Mo."

After receiving the order, the young man attacked Qin Mo like a rush of lightning, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest pause, the holy sword in his hand was unsheathed, the heavy spiritual energy had a vent, and it stabbed straight at the opposite with an emerald green arc. man.

Use the tricks he taught him, use the weapons he gave him, and use the hands he loves to stab the ruthless and cold killing intent into his heart.

Mo Yan watched from the side, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He didn't think that this little demon could kill Qin Mo. He gave such an order, just to see if this little demon was coming to Qin Mo. Say 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 sharp but inexperienced, the weapons are excellent but lack of running-in.

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

This ruthless, arrogant and fearless man was unwilling to hurt this young man even once.

Mo Yan was very surprised, but also very happy.

"stop!"

The boy stopped obediently.

"return!"

The boy quickly returned to Mo Yan.

Qin Mo looked at him coldly, his fingernails penetrated into his palms, and there was a strong bloody smell.

It turned out to be a soul lock mirror.

Lock people's souls, driven by people. Whoever you are, you belong to me now.

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

The feeling of emptiness from the palm of the hand spread rapidly, clenching the whole heart at once, the boundless emptiness, the dark abyss, and at this moment, a strong flame that was enough to burn everything was surging.

Unforgivable, unforgivable!

He raised his head slightly, his black eyes were as silent as stagnant water, Qin Mo looked at him, his voice hovering on the edge of reason and madness: "What do you want?"

Mo Yan raised his chin: "You, I want you, I want your full body of cultivation!"

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

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, but the next moment, his pupils were infinitely enlarged.

Qin Mo attacked at an extremely fast speed, like a sharp blade unsheathed! Mo Yan only had time to quickly order: "Protect me!"

The boy immediately appeared and faced Qin Mo!

The long sword in the boy's hand carried a stern murderous aura, and stabbed the man who was flying fast with precision and accuracy. Mo Yan was about to be proud, but he saw that Qin Mo didn't stop at all!

The long sword instantly penetrated his shoulder blade, and the blood gurgled, but his momentum remained unabated! A pair of black eyes locked on the prey, and it was bound to be immortal!

Mo Yan was once again shocked by the strong coercion. He couldn't move an inch. Seeing the man in front of him approaching rapidly, he was dyed red with blood but he didn't even frown. He only held on to Mo Yan's throat.

Pushing it tightly, Mo Yan's face instantly flushed red, but he wouldn't give up. He didn't want to die, so he ordered in a hoarse voice, "Kill... him, kill... him."

The expressionless teenager quickly launched an offensive, with deadly moves and swords piercing his heart.

Qin Mo didn't dodge, his back was torn apart, the intense pain mixed with the smell of blood stimulated his brain, making his eyes even more scarlet.

The anger burned in it, the palm of the hand violently exerted force, the sharp barbs buckled into Mo Yan's throat, the blood spurted, and the throat was broken.

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

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

But Qin Mo smiled strangely: "He won't kill me, and I won't let you die too fast."

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

He couldn't speak, he couldn't talk about conditions, he couldn't even lift the spell on the boy.

Qin Mo was being attacked all the time, and at the same time inflicted a thousand times the pain on Mo Yan.

Endless torture, endless abuse, Mo Yan felt that this man was crazy, he was a lunatic, a real lunatic.

He wanted to die, and he yearned extremely strongly to be able to die, because only death could end this torture of infinite despair.

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

It wasn't until... that the young demon cultivator's breathing was disordered and he became tired, Qin Mo frowned slightly.

The Soul Locking Mirror will not take into account any physical factors, even if it is exhausted, even if it is involved, even if it is stunned, or even incapacitated, as long as there is an order, he will execute it, even if it is a walking dead, it cannot be broken. The chains imposed on the soul.

Therefore, even if Shi Qing was exhausted, he would still wield his long sword and could not stop.

In the end, Shi Qing will die of exhaustion.

As this thought crossed his mind, Qin Mo finally regained a sense of reason. He looked at Mo Yan, who had lost his life, and finally wiped him out completely.

The torture is over and the spell is lifted.

In the next second, Shi Qing was completely unconscious.

Qin Mo caught him. The black robe was already wet with blood. The high blood loss made his complexion pale and strange, but his black eyes were especially bright. He lowered his head slightly and kissed the boy's neck lightly. , the hoarse voice is morbidly obsessed: "Qingqing, my Qingqing, you are mine."