[Rebirth] Elder brother, he feeds demons with his body

Mo Chenyuan died.

Mo Chenyuan was alive again.

The Lord of the Demon Realm looked at his delicate and fair fingers with a solemn expression.

How is this going?

Mo Chenyuan knew clearly that he was dead, he was struck to death by the thunder, and with that posture, he vowed not to give up until he was struck to death.

As for?

Heaven can't tolerate him like that?

Mo Chenyuan couldn't think of a reason, so he pinched his fingers and counted—pointed and counted—calculated—calculated—

Can't figure it out!

Mo Chenyuan was shocked.

His cultivation was gone, and he felt that he was completely dead, and he had no chance to seize it.

So, is rebirth?

Mo Chenyuan pinched his own face solemnly, it was very tender and small, it should be his teenage body.

Under the law of heaven, should there be a glimmer of life for him?

Mo Chenyuan was puzzled, and looked around. The dilapidated straw house was crumbling, and it only needed a violent storm to destroy it.

After scanning around, Mo Chenyuan knew where this place was.

This is his home, where Mo Yu took him in.

Mo Chenyuan squinted his eyes, and soon felt that something was wrong. The devilish energy he was born with couldn't be supported by this body at all!

But he had been awake for so long, and he didn't feel any pain.

Only the stomach cramps after a while, it's because I'm hungry.

"Ah Yuan! Ah Yuan!" A voice rang in his ears excitedly. Mo Chenyuan raised his head and saw that the dilapidated door had been pushed down to the ground by someone, and a gust of cold wind blew in, freezing Mo Chen to the ground. Yuan was shocked.

It was Mo Yu who was sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Ah Yuan, I've hit great luck," Mo Yu blushed with excitement, "There is a disciple of the Wuji Sect passing by in the town, and a real person has taken a fancy to me and wants to take me into the sect!"

Mo Yu was dizzy, as if he didn't believe that such a great thing would happen to him.

That is the Promise Sect, one of the five great sects in the cultivation world.

There are countless people who want to practice Wuji Sect, but not many are selected.

"Brother Mo Yu," Mo Chenyuan smiled lowly, "This is a good thing, congratulations."

Although the younger brother was smiling, Mo Yu felt a little hairy.

But a child, what can he know.

Mo Yu felt that she was hallucinating because she was too excited.

"Let's go now," Mo Yu casually took some broken silver, grabbed Mo Chenyuan's hand, and dragged him to the ground, "If it's too late, the real person will be angry."

Mo Chenyuan was dragged staggeringly, a stone pierced the sole of his foot, blood flowed out.

Mo Yu didn't see it, so she pulled the man and walked outside.

The weather in December is freezing cold.

The snow fell one after another, and under the steep weather, there were few pedestrians on the road.

On a bare tree, a bird that hadn't had time to fly away was frozen on the tree.

Maybe within a few days, a child who is too hungry will poke it down and eat it.

This is a border town in the realm of comprehension, and the monk with the highest cultivation level only has the ninth level of Qi training.

A monk at the golden core stage can raze this place to the ground with one move.

But today, in this small town, two monks at the Golden Core stage came.

"Eldest brother," a man in green looked nervously at the man in white who was half a head taller than him, "is the person you are looking for really that little beggar?"

The man in white glanced at him indifferently, "Xuanyuan, he has a name, and his name is Mo Yu. This is the master's request."

"Eldest brother, you can just call me Zihao." Xuanyuan Zihao scratched his head, met the indifferent eyes of the elder brother, and quickly shut up.

Senior brother is indeed more terrifying than master!

"Here we come!" Xuanyuan Zihao's eyes lit up, and then he couldn't explain, "Why is there one more?"

"Really!" Mo Yu looked nervously at the white-clothed fairy, "I brought my younger brother."

The man in white looked at the child behind Mo Yu, and met the child's gaze unexpectedly.

After a few breaths, the man in white looked away, "In that case, let's go."

Mo Chenyuan felt numb all over after being glanced at.