When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed. His pretty master was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he remembered something scary that wasn’t about himself. Therefore, Ye Mo hurried to run into a small alley without people after class. The first thing he did was pull down his pants. He just wanted to check out his p**is. ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content** Release Rate: 14 Chapters/Week
"Huh?" Yun Ziyi's hand shook.
"Miss, is he really not Mo Youshen? Is he Xiaoyun's husband then? He says he's Ye Mo." Xiao Ling looked in shock at the bloody scene and the man who had a sword on his back.
"Which arrogant fool dares kill at Chan City's gates?!" a furious voice sounded, and an old man appeared at the gates.
"You're from the Taiyi Sect?" Ye Mo saw the old man's clothes and knew that he was from the Taiyi Sect. He was a great heaven master and seemed a bit stronger than that Elder Min, but he was still only at the great heaven primary stage. To him, that little strength was worthless.
The old man sneered, "You look a little like Martial Nephew Youshen, but no matter what, you must die!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw Ye Mo's sword fly up into the sky on its own accompanied by a sword ray.