Peking Opera Cat Heart Feather

"Why did he do this to me? Why did he do this to us?" The disbelief in Mo Zi's eyes gradually turned into anger. Two lines of tears flowed unconsciously from his eyes. Looking at Mo Lan

"He probably didn't tell you that practicing formlessness, having polar changes in personality during the day and night, are the precursors to going astray." Molan didn't directly answer Mozi's question, but instead brought out a factual truth.

"Polar changes" Mo Zi murmured this sentence, and scenes of memories emerged in his mind again.

This happened a few days ago when Xiaoqing and the others came to Shenzhen Middle School and met Mozi. During the day, one had a weak personality, while the other had a domineering one.

"After Shui Wuxiang splits himself, his body and mind will be torn apart, and his original body will disappear." Mo Lan looked at Mo Zi and told her the truth bit by bit.

"If she doesn't come back, I can only use your clone to get the three keys to open the magic weapon." When Molan said this, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Xiaoqing, which he himself did not even notice.

"Then what about my father?" When Mozi said this, the rhythmic energy on his body suddenly changed from blue to purple.

The scenes of Mo Xie's meticulous care for him over the years flashed through his mind. His mother's indifference to him over the years, as well as the drawbacks of Shui Wuxiang's training, all flashed through his mind, and he seemed to be going crazy.

Suddenly, she stretched out a sleeve and hit Molan.

Mulan simply used the flexibility in her sleeves to knock Mozi to the ground, but Mozi, who was knocked to the ground, became illusory, and the purple rhythmic power appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Just when Mo Zi was about to lose control of himself, Mo Lan suddenly emanated purple energy, and her figure also became illusory, constantly transforming and recovering.

"Stop fighting, please stop fighting," Xiaoqing watched from the side, tears welling up in her eyes, her heart aching, but she couldn't make a choice.

"I didn't expect that even Mo Lan and others didn't know about it, but you, a little cat from the outer sect, knew about it." Mo Xie sealed Bai Tang and others with ice and watched.

"That's right. It was me who lured that fool into studying chaos," Mo Xie said proudly.

But what he got in return was a rope-like snake that instantly wrapped around his neck and bit towards his head.

Seeing this, Mo Xie waved his sleeve, grabbed the snake's head, and threw it to the side.

"His mistake was that he shouldn't have stopped me from using wild cats for experiments." After Mo Xie said this, his expression became obviously more rampant, as if he was lawless.

"That's why I exposed it. I didn't expect that idiot would actually take the blame for me. I wanted to see how the sect leader would protect his blood relatives, but I didn't expect my sister to be so decisive."

When Bai Tang heard this, he immediately became furious and directly shattered the ice cube of rhythmic energy emitted by Mo Xie into pieces, breaking free from the restraints.

"He talks about morality and etiquette but his heart is so dirty." Wu Song and Da Fei were also very angry.

"That idiot jumped into the trap I dug, how can you blame me?" Mo Xie's face was full of indifference.

"Whether this world is worthy or not is up to me!" With a roar, Mo Xie spun around, the rhythmic energy and chaotic aura surrounding him instantly becoming even more powerful. In the blink of an eye, his body underwent a staggering transformation, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed form!

The face on his left side is calm and peaceful, but upon closer inspection, one can find a hint of evil in it; the head on the right is completely black as ink, like a demon from hell, constantly emitting a terrifying look; the head in the center appears the most mysterious, it seems to be divided into two halves, one half emitting the light of justice, and the other half shrouded in darkness, its expression constantly changing, making it difficult to understand.

Mo Xie's arms also changed. His two middle hands tightly covered his sleeves, his two lower hands tightly grasped the double-edged sword, and his two upper hands held two command flags, one blue and one purple respectively. The feathers on his head fluttered in the wind, rustling, adding a bit of mystery and majesty to him.

“Jinghong!”

With a furious roar, a massive sword beam suddenly emerged from behind Mo Xie. Mo Xie didn't even bother to look, but waved the banner in his hand, drawing the chaotic energy around him into a massive tornado that swept forward. This tornado, like a ferocious beast, devoured everything in its path, leaving devastation in its wake. But this time, the force was unlike the last, slicing directly through the tornado and striking him, sending him stumbling to the ground.

"Your strength is not right"

Mo Xie quickly stood up and looked at Bai Xinyu, a serious look flashing in his eyes.

“There are many things you haven’t thought of.”

After Bai Xinyu finished speaking, she glanced behind Bai Tang and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"I think you wouldn't mind having more viewers."

At this moment, a voice came from behind Bai Tang. It was the Wuqing people who had just jumped off the fighter plane and disappeared.