Chapter 537: The Wronged Soul Demands His Life

Seeing that Mo Zhan remained silent in grief and anger, the Imperial Master said earnestly: "Zhan'er, you are my father's future and my whole support. You must remember not to provoke that devil, do you understand?"

"I know, dad..."

Mo Zhan also knew that now he no longer had the qualifications to challenge Bai Chen. He sighed dejectedly and powerlessly, no longer as unruly as before.

The geniuses who once shone brightly all turned dim after meeting Bai Chen. This is also an irrefutable fate...

"Okay, dad is back, don't think so much, just rest early."

"yes."

After escorting the Imperial Master out of the garden, and after his figure disappeared at the end of the long corridor, Mo Zhan secretly winked at a guard guarding the courtyard, and the guard, after understanding this, also had an evil look on his face. He exited the yard laughing.

Within a moment, two young women wearing extremely thin gauze were sent to Mo Zhan's room. He was so full of anger that it was hard to vent, and he needed to do something to sweat.

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The next day.

Early in the morning, the sound of hurried footsteps everywhere in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion disturbed everyone's dreams.

Mo Zhan, who was casually tying his clothes, couldn't help but cursed angrily as soon as he opened the door: "You're yelling so early in the morning, you're going to die!"

"Young Master!"

A guard who was waiting in panic ran quickly from outside the hospital after hearing this angry rebuke. He stood on one knee and said, "Young Master, something happened!"

"What?!"

With a thump in his heart, Mo Zhan looked directly at the guard coldly. After a moment, he quickly put on his clothes and walked quickly under his guidance.

In the front yard of the main gate of the Imperial Prefecture, countless guards were surrounding them with swords in their hands and fierce looks in their eyes. Behind those guards, the housekeepers and maids hugged each other as if they were scared out of their wits, and they were stiff and shaking. With.

Mo Zhan followed the guard who led the way and just rushed over from a distance when he was frightened by the sight in front of him and stood still.

In the spacious front yard, from the stone steps to the flowerbed, there was scarlet blood everywhere. The blood drops fell from the leaves drop by drop, emitting a strong fishy smell that made many people look stiff. , feeling sick in his heart.

Seeing Mo Zhan appear, everyone looked at each other respectfully as if hoping for a life-saving straw.

Mo Zhan, the Heavenly Spirit Walker of Shengtian Academy, plays a very important role in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and even in the eyes of the world. However, he is the only one who knows best. In front of Bai Chen, he is not even qualified to be a piece of shit. No!

And with this current scene, even if he thought about it with the soles of his feet, he could still think of who the murderer was.

There are many enemies in the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, but the only one who dares to come to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to make such a big fuss is the "Killing God Bai Chen" in his prime!

However, the blood flowing all over the place has caused people in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to panic. When the Imperial Preceptor and his eldest lady appeared in the courtyard, the eldest lady screamed in fright and sat on the ground on the spot.

"Mother!" "Madam!"

Seeing this, Mo Zhan and the Imperial Master quickly helped her up.

The two of them were about to comfort her when, on the street outside the door, a song of um, um, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, _ They all had goosebumps all over their bodies.

More than a hundred people in the courtyard followed the sound and looked away, only to see a group of people wearing white shrouds carrying a large black coffin walking straight from the door.

In front of the black wood carried by the four people, two people in white robes walked slowly holding two white paper lanterns with empty eyes. As they walked, the flames inside the white paper lanterns were glowing. The green light of the person was shaking. If you look closely, you will find that the white paper on the outside is still dripping with bright red blood. For a moment, everyone was even more horrified.

With the support of Mo Zhan and the imperial master, the eldest lady swallowed hard and took a breath. When she looked again, she saw a horrifying scene that instantly scared her out of her wits!

Because...because what is burning in this lamp is not lamp oil, but a human head!

That's right! It was a burning human head, glowing with a faint green light. The shape of the human head inside was also looming on the white paper under the hazy sky!

Moreover, when everyone rolled their throats and looked carefully, they would see that the eyes of the head inside had already been hollowed out, revealing two large holes, which were particularly conspicuous!

Seeing this horrific scene, everyone's scalps went numb and their feet felt weak. For a moment, an atmosphere of terror filled the hearts of everyone in the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Faced with the crisis that everyone was panicking about, Mo Zhan, who was at the peak of Po Yuan Realm, came to his senses first and shouted at the six people who had walked to the yard: "You are so sick, you want to You are so wild, you don’t even look at where this place is!”

However, in the face of Mo Zhan's loud shout, those people seemed as if they didn't hear it, their expressions were stiff and their eyes were dull.

At this moment, several maids and servants on the side started crying and howling. Everyone was shocked and trembled. An old housekeeper sat on the ground and pointed at those people, his voice was extremely sharp. : "S-Sir, those people are all servants of our Imperial Master's Mansion!"

"What?!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into dead silence.

Since he is a servant of the Imperial Master's Office, it is even more impossible for him to carry a coffin to cause trouble this early in the morning, right?

Moreover, looking at these people, they looked as if they had lost their souls. They were like walking zombies. They could not hear a word that Mo Zhan and the others said.

"Master! This! This, this, isn't it haunted?" The eldest lady clutched the Imperial Preceptor's arm tightly. She, who usually did all kinds of bad things, felt the fear of an innocent soul seeking her life for the first time.

"What nonsense! How can you talk about ghosts and gods in broad daylight, you ignorant and ignorant woman!"

The imperial master flicked his sleeves and rudely turned the eldest lady around. However, just as he was about to step forward to ask what happened, the six men who were swaying slightly in the wind unexpectedly rolled their eyelids, and blood spurted out of their eyes. Come.

"ah!"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, even the Imperial Master panicked this time. All six of them died!

But how could a dead man come all the way here with a white lamp and black wood?

"Is this really haunted?"

The Imperial Master's voice was extremely sharp and reached everyone's ears. However, when everyone's hearts were filled with despair, Mo Zhan's expression became fierce and he kicked the black material!

"boom!"

With one kick, the entire black wood instantly exploded into wood dust. A small suspended golden spiritual array inside gradually turned into nothingness as it appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the small golden formation that gradually became transparent and finally disappeared completely, Mo Zhan couldn't help but exclaimed after a moment: "Spiritual formation?!"