Chapter 432 Saving the Poor Little...
Mo Yan walked up the mountain following the impression in his memory.
Halfway up the mountain, Mo Yan saw the Taoist temple in his memory.
Mo Yan stepped forward, standing at the door of the Taoist temple with a somewhat complicated mood.
At this moment, Fu Sheng came out from inside. He seemed to have expected Mo Yan's arrival. He smiled and said to Mo Yan: "You are here. Come in with me."
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Mo Yan followed Fu Sheng and looked at the surroundings of the Taoist temple.
This is completely different from the environment outside. The clouds are misty and everything is quiet, as if you have entered another space.
Fu Sheng brought Mo Yan to a room, and Fu Sheng sat across from Mo Yan. He smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Have you discovered that there is something wrong with your brother?"
The moment Fu Sheng met Mo Xiangyang's eyes, the intimidation in Mo Xiangyang's eyes made Fu Sheng feel nervous for a while.
His magic power was completely incomprehensible to him. Fusheng couldn't even tell who Mo Xiangyang was. He could only tell that Mo Xiangyang was not a mortal.
And Fu Sheng knew that if he faced him, he would definitely die.
Mo Xiangyang can kill himself with just a move of his fingers.
So the floating voice at that time chose silence.
Mo Yan asked: "So he is really a demon?"
He nodded calmly and said with certainty: "Yes, and he took away all your aura. You didn't Did you find that things around you have changed since he came? Your father gave everything to him, and everything you had was taken away from you since you were a child."
Although Fu Sheng has not contacted Mo Yan in these years, he has always paid attention to this matter. Because Fu Sheng has always been hailed as a genius, this is the first time he has hit a wall. Even now, he still can't figure out what Mo Xiangyang's prototype is. Therefore, Fusheng is still paying attention to this matter after so many years, and he wants to solve it personally.
Mo Yan thought of Nan Jia's words and said to Fu Sheng, "No, he didn't win my aura, he used charm."
Fu Sheng paused: "Charm?"
Fu Sheng stood up suddenly, with excitement in his expression. He clicked on the painting behind him, and then the wall slowly opened. It was a large floor-to-ceiling bookshelf filled with ancient books.
Fusheng murmured to himself while looking for a book: "Charming, charming, why didn't I think of it!"
Fusheng quickly found a book and took it out from the bookshelf.
I flipped through the pages of the book and found the page I wanted.
Fu Sheng placed the book in front of Mo Yan: "I have never known what kind of species Mo Xiangyang is. When you mentioned the art of charm, I suddenly thought of the nine-tailed fox mentioned in ancient books. "
Fu Sheng was a little surprised: "The nine-tailed fox family is best at charming, but how can this ancient beast survive?"
Mo Yan doesn't care who Mo Xiangyang is, he just wants to know how to solve it: "Then do you have a solution?"
"Wait for me to study it, and then I will contact you."
Fu Sheng thought of the matter very simply. He thought that as long as he knew Mo Xiangyang's true identity, he would definitely come up with a solution.
Mo Yan nodded: "Okay"
The sound suddenly stopped Mo Yan again: "Wait a moment, I have a talisman for you."
Fusheng pushed the talisman paper he had written long ago to Mo Yan, and then said: "You must be careful."
Mo Yan held the talisman paper, and he suddenly thought of Nanjia again.
Nan Jia often stays with Mo Xiangyang now, and he is afraid that she will be in danger.
“Can you give me two?”
“Okay, please wait for me.”
(End of this chapter)