"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 383 Big Brother and Little Junior Brother

Mo Chi had a very long dream. In the dream, it was a place he didn't know, surrounded by green trees, gurgling streams, flowers in full bloom everywhere in his eyes, and the crisp and melodious sound of birdsong in his ears.

The man looked at the unfamiliar place in front of him, not infected by the relaxed atmosphere at all, with a vigilant expression on his handsome face.

There was a sudden sound of light footsteps behind him, and Mo Chi turned around, the vigilance on his face and the murderous intent in his eyes froze for a moment when he saw the face of the visitor.

"Xiao Chu?"

Standing in front of him was Yun Chu dressed in white, to be precise, Yun Chu after he had grown up.

The other party stood quietly not far from him in white clothes, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Senior Brother." The man opened his mouth, calling his name softly in a cold voice. Mo Chi looked at the bright red mark on his eyebrows, and subconsciously raised his feet to walk towards him, but he was still two feet away from him. When he was a step away, the opponent's figure suddenly retreated, and everything around him instantly changed the scene.

Mo Chi stood where he was, looking at the man in white clothes stained red with blood, his eyes tearing apart.

Yun Chu still looked at him with a smile on his face, red blood rushed out from the wounded place, stained the white clothes red, and finally splashed on the ground, converging into a winding road of blood.

Mo Chi looked at the scene in front of him in shock, his whole body seemed to be petrified, Yun Chu looked at him, his eyes and expression gradually became sad, the imprint between his eyebrows seemed to be half alive, the red light flickered from time to time now.

"Shenjun Canglan, now, this deity is as you wish, are you happy?"

Listening to his words, Mo Chi's brain was buzzing. Yun Chu's words fell into his ears as if they were wrapped in cotton wool. He couldn't understand a single word. What does it mean to be as he wishes?

The man subconsciously shook his head, staggered forward and wanted to grab his hand, and then no matter how he ran, there seemed to be an endless distance between the two of them.

"Yunchu... Yunchu... Yunchu!"

The person in front of him was getting further and further away from him, Mo Chi's eyes widened in horror, and he called the other person's name heartbreakingly.

In the quiet and silent room, the man on the bed frowned, his expression was full of pain, his hands beside him were clenched into fists, his lips trembled, and he muttered unconsciously, the next second, the tightly closed His eyes opened suddenly, the dark and deep eyes were full of panic and pain.

Mo Chi stared wide-eyed at the beam in front of him, his breathing was short of breath, and his chest heaved violently.

After a long time, he slowly propped himself up and sat up.The handsome face like a knife was covered with sweat, the man blinked, the sweat on his forehead slid down the corners of his eyes, and finally dripped from his chin like tears.

"It's a dream..." Mo Chi raised his hand to cover his still-unsteady heart, and murmured softly.

He looked up at the empty room except him, only to realize that the room was unusually quiet.

"Yun Chu?" An indescribable uneasiness gradually surged in his heart, and Mo Chi tentatively called Yun Chu's name, but usually as soon as he uttered a sound, he would open the door and walk in, smiling brightly at him. The boy, this time, did not appear for a long time.

"Yunchu?!" Mo Chi couldn't care about anything else, got up from the bed, and disappeared into the room in an instant, not in the kitchen, not in Yunchu's room, not in the back mountain, not anywhere...

Mo Chi couldn't believe it, when he woke up, he lost his Yun Chu.

He even couldn't believe that he had slept for two full days, and the blood jade magic beads on his body were gone.

Before falling asleep, Yun Chu's eyes on him suddenly flooded into his mind, Mo Chi's whole body seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and his mind went blank.

At this moment, there was still something he didn't understand. The boy's mood was so wrong that day, he didn't notice it at all, and he drank that bowl of spicy ginger soup unprepared.

Mo Chi's heart sank directly to the bottom of the valley. Thinking of the danger that Yunchu might encounter, there was nothing he could do, so he forced himself to calmly hold the red fire sword and knock down all the disciples who came to stop him all the way to Qingyuezhai , but it is already empty.

Liu Qinghong was gone, and even the seven elders of Qifeng were gone.

Mo Chi stood on the top of the main hall, looking at the crowd holding swords around him with hollow eyes and numb expressions, his eyes were scarlet, and the murderous intent in his chest surged like a wave, Mo Chi looked at the front of him with cold eyes It's like looking at a lifeless corpse.

The entire Evergreen Sect has become Liu Qinghong's minions, including the few elders who usually don't show their faces.

He was careless, he had been only concerned about defending Liu Qinghong but ignored the others.

"Mo Chi, I advise you to catch him without a fight, or don't blame us for being rude."

The leader held a talisman in his hand, his lips opened and closed, like a lifeless puppet.

Mo Chi looked at him and sneered, but didn't speak. The hem of his bright red clothes was churning due to the soaring spiritual power.

His cultivation may not be as good as Liu Qinghong's, but he is more than enough to deal with a group of mediocre puppets in front of him. Within a stick of incense, there is a large area on the ground, leaving only the person who spoke just now with other shortcomings. Ten people are still stubbornly resisting.

Mo Chi stabbed the person in front of him expressionlessly, and then kicked him out. The opponent's body slammed on the pillar of the hall, and he broke before he even had time to let out a scream. gas.

He looked at the few people in front of him with blank eyes and no fear, and his eyes gradually became impatient.

The sword fell in his hand, warm blood splashed on his white face, the man's handsome features became a little strange, the last person in front of him fell down, Mo Chi stood in the middle of the corpse hall in red, looking at the man from The worms slowly crawled out of the seven orifices of those people, with expressionless faces.

"Eldest brother..." A weak voice sounded softly in the hall, Mo Chi raised his head "shua", looked at the chair representing the highest status of the Evergreen Sect, and in the next second his figure appeared in front of the chair.

Mo Chi saw the bloodless person hiding behind the chair at a glance.

The other party was wearing the clothes of an outer disciple. He was stabbed in the lower abdomen, and a large pool of blood had already flowed out on the ground. The red hand grabbed Mo Chi's bright red clothes.

"Second senior brother...was taken away by the sect master and the seven elders..."

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Mo Chi's face suddenly changed. He squatted down and grabbed the man's shoulder, his voice full of eagerness: "Where did they go?!"

"Fen... Burning Moon Mountain..."