Novel Mo Dao Zu Shi Novels & Stories

"ZouMing come here, Master Mo is calling you." Regaining her senses, ZouMi rushed towards MasterMo's room, on the way she hissed in pain. 'Oh! Muscle cramps, another sh*t to deal with. I really need a painkiller and a better sleep.' With this thought, ZouMi entered into the room. The room was spacious and simple. On the wall there were medals hanging and certificates, of course of Master Mo's victory. A desk in the middle, where Master Mo was on his seat.

The air trembled and a huge monolith came crashing down from the sky, bearing down on Mo Yan. Mo Yan peered gravely at the incoming attack. With his foul magic, he conjured a huge, jet-black web that wrapped and constricted around the gigantic monolith. A huge boom came as the web exploded, destroying the massive monolith along with it. The ensuing waves of dust and wind storms rolled upon the grass beds of the Elf woods, sending jolts of tremor everywhere. Hong Meng Scripture—Sky Shaking Thirty-six Styles.

However, she did not expect Mo Zixiao's illness to be so difficult to deal with. "Master Mo has been poisoned by a vermin called 'Love Gu La'. This kind of vermin is common in our world. Generally speaking, women in our country will raise it. When we get married, I will plant it in my husband's body. As my husband, they will also plant it voluntarily to show their loyalty to my wife. This kind of vermin is not terrible. As long as both sides don't betray each other, 'Love Gu La' will not do any harm to the human body. But if one side betrays the other, the traitor will feel a sharp pain in his heart, like thousands of ants biting each other until the vermin breaks out of his body." When Miao

Plumes of smoke billowed over several areas of the Caihong Nobility. One of the worst was in the Second Class Noble territory where in the region there were at least five more government buildings that were burned down by mad soldiers. Those mad warriors were victims of Yang Zi's Xuanshu-Moya power. Xuanshu-Moya Yang Zi's strength had apparently increased quite rapidly after she had trained for months in the heirloom realm of the Silver Dragon Diadem.

Mo Zihan read out aloud the title snapping his sister out of her daze. He shook her shoulder as he yelled, "Mo Jia, how dare you hide something so big from me? Are you sick? Is it some incurable disease? You... How could it be..? You are the best doc.." "Enough," Mo Jia felt like her head would split apart because of his ramblings, "I'm perfectly healthy," she said. "Then why are you reading this?" It was Ying Yue who asked this question to which Mo Zihan bobbed his head up and down.