Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Chapter 296

Fang Mo looked at Duanmu Ye's departing back, his eyes were full of meaning, and he was silent.

On this day, the Northern Region was no better than the land of prison, he could not slaughter the city without scruples, and once he was targeted by those sects, he would definitely die.

If you can't slaughter wantonly, then change the way.

The pills he gave Duanmu Ye just now were the four-pin pills refined by Wu Mo, the Soul Leaving Pill.

A special elixir that controls the mind, it is highly secretive, not easy to detect, and more importantly, even the Yuan Master Realm can be controlled.

What Fang Mo had to do was to keep the 200,000 people in this city in captivity, like raising a cheat.

One city, two cities, three cities....

One day, he will turn all the creatures of the Doumad Gate and even the entire Heavenly North Region into his own blood slaves!

There was a hint of madness in the depths of Fang Mo's eyes.

"Well?"

Suddenly Fang Mo frowned and lowered his head.

"Jiu'er, you..." Fang

Mo's voice carried a hint of stunnedness.

Xuan'er caressed something in her hand, raised her little head to look at Fang Mo, and smiled brightly.

"Master, now that several sisters are gone, let Xuan'er replace them, serve the master, and make the master happy."

While speaking, the movements in Xuan'er's hands did not stop.

"You..."

Fang Mo looked at Qiu'er's skillful movements with a little doubt in his eyes.

"Hee, master, before leaving the cage land, Sister Rakshasa and Sister Yi Shuier taught Qiu'er..." Qiu'er

winked at Fang Mo a little playfully, but there was no trace of shyness in her expression, full of excitement.

After all, Xuan'er is a foreign corpse, unlike people, who have an innate shyness for that kind of thing.

In her cognition, being able to serve the master like several sisters and make the master happy is her greatest joy.

What's more, all along, Xuan'er has been looking forward to serving her master in a game like several sisters.

But the owner has not allowed himself to do that kind of fun game, and even avoided himself.

Sui'er had peeked at Fang Mo playing games with them several times, and the exciting scene made Sui'er have an indescribable strange feeling.

Now that she finally waited for the opportunity, could she not be excited.

"Na, before leaving, Sister Rakshasa also gave Jiu'er a book to make games."

Xuan'er took out a book with her other hand and shook it proudly towards Fang Mo.

"...,"

Fang Mo looked at the Demon Dragon Imperial Phoenix Sutra in Qiu'er's hand and stroked his forehead, he didn't know what to say.

After a moment, Xuan'er stopped moving, and a thoughtful look appeared on her beautiful face.

Some of the methods she taught her before recalling the Five Poisons Rakshasa.

Xuan'er's eyes lit up and she remembered.

I saw her slowly bring her rosy cherry lips together....

Fang Mo raised his head and took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

...

In the middle of the night, two figures sneaked around Mufeng City like ghosts.

Not long after, the two figures stopped, and through the hazy moonlight, they could see a huge wellhead several meters wide in front of them.

"Throw it in."

One of them said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

When the other person heard this, he hurriedly took out a pill from the storage ring and threw it down.

"Poof..." The

crisp sound of falling water was particularly harsh in the silent night.

"Wu... Division Wu Thant, this... What exactly is the effect of this elixir?

Duanmu Ye looked at the pitch-black wellhead, his eyes a little worried.

"Do your thing, don't ask what you shouldn't." Wu Mo said coldly.

"Yes, yes!"

Duanmu Ye's heart tightened, and he nodded quickly.

Soon, the two disappeared into the night.

On the second day, Duanmu Ye fidgeted in the palace, constantly sending people to pay attention to the movements in the city, lest something terrible happen.

To Duanmuye's surprise, everything was normal in the city, and there was nothing unusual.

After three days like this, Duanmuye's hanging heart finally let go.

Although I don't know the intentions of Fang Mo and the others, nothing has happened so far, which is good news for Duanmu Ye.

In the room, Duanmu Ye carefully rubbed a black long sword, his eyes full of excitement.

This was the Xuanjian Grade Yuan Weapon given to him by Fang Mo, the Black Feather Sword.

You must know that only the former Duanmu Cang in Duanmu Mansion has a Xuanjian Upper Grade Weapon.

Now that he was the lord, he had casually rewarded a Xuanjian Grade Yuan Weapon, which made Duanmu Ye more and more in awe of Fang Mo.

Duanmu Ye gently waved the Black Feather Sword.

"Buzz!"

The space rippled, leaving a black brilliance in the air, which remained for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Ye became more and more fond of the long sword in his hand.

"As a subordinate, there must always be some return gift..."

Duanmu Ye seemed to have thought of something and whispered to himself.

...

In a dimly lit room in Duanmu Mansion, a beautiful woman with pear blossoms and rain sat motionless on a stool, looking miserable.

She is the former Duanmu family mother, Guan Yuekui.

She has been under house arrest since that day when Duanmu killed her father and seized the throne, and no one has bothered her these days, as if forgotten.

Outside the room, the two guards remained motionless like sculptures.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in white in the distance slowly walked in.

"Meet the master!"

"Meet the master!"

The two guards knelt down on one knee in front of the visitor, and their tones were respectful.

"Well."

Duanmu Ye bowed his head slightly, and on his slightly immature face, there was a hint of majesty that did not match his age.

"Crunch."

The door was pushed open, and Duanmu Ye slowly walked into the room.

In the room, Guan Yuekui was still motionless, and she was not seen for Duanmu Ye's appearance.

"Mother."

Duanmu Ye looked at Guan Yuekui, who was dressed in a palace costume and was slightly haggard, and called softly.

"Don't call me mother, I don't have a terrible son like you..."

Guan Yuekui shook her head, her tone bleak.

After all, she couldn't accept Duanmu Ye who killed her father with her own hands.

In her heart, her former son Duanmu Ye is dead.

"Mother, it's all gone, and besides, I'm your son after all, aren't I?"

Duanmu Ye looked at Guan Yuekui deeply, and his tone was sincere.

"Besides, now in the entire Duanmu family, I am the only one who is left with you..." Speaking

of this, Duanmu Ye's eyes were slightly red.

"Ye'er..."

Guan Yuekui was moved by Duanmu Ye's true feelings, and muttered softly.

After all, he is his most beloved son, and he is also at fault first....

Guan Yuekui raised her hand and gently touched Duanmuye's face, sighing in her heart.

I still can't stop myself.

"Mother, I have wronged you these days, and the child will accompany you."

Saying that, Duanmu Ye poured a cup of tea, took the teacup, and offered it respectfully.

Guan Yuekui looked at the teacup in front of her with a complicated expression.

"Alas..."

After a long time, Guan Yuekui took the teacup and drank it.

Seeing Guan Yuekui drink it, a smile appeared at the corner of Duanmuye's mouth.

"I... What's wrong with me?

After a few breaths, Guan Yuekui stroked her forehead and shook her body.

She felt the sky spinning and sleepy.

"Mother, do something for your son one last time..."

What do you mean?!

Guan Yuekui forced herself to fall asleep and whispered.

"You'll find out soon."

Duanmu Ye's face was expressionless, and he slowly spoke.

As soon as the words fell, Guan Yuekui fainted to the ground.