At that time, he could be said to be a influential figure among the nobles of southern Xinjiang. Not only was he good at both civil and military affairs, but he also had a prominent family and was madly obsessed with many noble daughters.
At that time, people spontaneously called him Shao Xin, the Jade-faced Young Master.
However, he only fell in love with one person, and that was Yuan Meng, the eldest princess of southern Xinjiang at that time.
Yuan Meng is not only beautiful, but also smart and good at using soldiers.
Shao Xin felt that in the entire southern Xinjiang, the only person worthy of him was the eldest princess.
Yuan Meng also thinks very highly of himself. Looking at the entire southern Xinjiang, only he, Shao Xin, is considered outstanding.
Shao Xin got the princess's favor, and he got what he wanted, and he devoted all his thoughts to Yuan Meng.
Until one day, Mo Qing's appearance broke all the original beauty.
From then on, Yuan Meng no longer had a good look on him, and even asked him to help him find a way to capture Mo Qing's heart.
Faced with this request from his beloved woman, Shao Xin could be said to be helpless.
However, in order to let the woman he loves achieve what he wants, he can only do things against his own conscience, hoping that Yuan Meng can finally see his infatuation and return to the road.
Unexpectedly, after suffering several setbacks, Yuan Meng still refused to give up. Instead, he became more and more obsessed with Mo Qing, so much so that he became the one who helped the evildoer.
No matter whose fault it was, his beloved woman still died in Mo Qing's hands.
Yuan Meng may not love him, but he can see him all the time while he is alive, but Mo Qing completely cut off his thoughts by mistake.
In this case, everyone named Mo must be buried with his beloved girl.
After Yuan Meng died, Shao Xin lost all hope and turned gray overnight.
In order to achieve his goal of avenging his beloved woman, he secretly sold all his property and found an expert to teach him the art of cultivating voodoo.
After his family learned that he secretly sold all his property, they angrily severed ties with him.
Not only that, he also paid a heavy price to become a first-class Gu Master.
It's like he is no longer a complete man...
Back then, he found the first Gu master in southern Xinjiang to teach him the art of cultivating Gu, and gave all the money he got from selling his property to the master.
As a result, the master told him that the yang energy in his body was too strong, and it was unlikely that he would become a master of cultivating gu.
In order to avenge Yuan Meng, he cut off his descendants and made the yang energy in his body thin.
It can be said that he has been planning for many years to avenge his beloved woman and paid a heavy price.
He once vowed that on the anniversary of Yuan Meng's death, he would take all the men of the Mo family to worship at her grave, in order to comfort her spirit in heaven.
For so many years, he has been planning step by step until now. Unexpectedly, he fell down at the most critical moment.
He originally thought that by catching Mo Jiuye and finding the missing Mo Zhongyuan, the Mo family would be complete.
Unexpectedly, at the most critical moment, everything no longer went according to his plan. Not only did he fail to catch Mo Jiuye, but the men of the Mo family in his hands also disappeared one after another.
Not counting Mo Jiuye, there were two people who appeared in front of me in the past few days.
From this point of view, the other missing Mo family men were also rescued, but they did not appear in front of him this time.
Thinking of this, despair filled his heart.
At this moment, he just wanted to die so that the Mo family would never find Mo Qing and his son.
Just looking at the situation in front of him, it was simply impossible for him to die.
Mr. Simeng tried to calm down and asked, "What do you really want?"
Mo Jiuye snorted coldly: "Do I need to explain it so clearly what I want?"
Mr. Simeng let out a series of sneers: "Haha...I won't survive anyway, so feel free to do whatever you want!"
He firmly believed that he could withstand the other party's torture. As long as he refused to tell Mo Qing's whereabouts, he could take the father and son with him to hell.
Mo Jiuye had already thought that it was impossible for Mr. Simeng to reveal the whereabouts of his father and brother so easily. Instead of wasting time with him talking nonsense here, it would be better to do something simple.
Thinking of this, he reached into his arms, took out a packet of itching powder, and sprinkled it directly on Mr. Simeng without even intending to threaten him.
Mr. Simeng was an expert in using poisons and had already memorized the taste of this itching powder. When Mo Jiuye opened the medicine package, he wanted to say something, but Mo Jiuye didn't even give him a word. Chance.
A heart-wrenching itch instantly spread all over Mr. Simeng's body, causing him to burst into laughter that was worse than crying. He raised his head hard, and at one point he wanted to hit the car.
Brothers Mo Jiuye and Mo Zhongyuan were staring at him. How could they give him such a chance?
Without saying a word, Mo Zhongyuan stepped forward and blocked his mouth, not even giving him a chance to vent his voice.
Mr. Simeng's eyes were full of pain, and he even shed tears.
Both Mo Jiuye and Mo Zhongyuan could feel that Mr. Simeng was definitely in a worse state than death at this moment.
However, compared to what he had done to the men of the Mo family and those subordinates, his pain was nothing more than light rain.
Mo Jiuye's eyes were scarlet and he took out a small porcelain bottle again.
This was also the medicine He Zhiran gave him to make the wound fester.
However, He Zhiran made a slight improvement. When the medicine is poured on the body, it can only promote the wound to fester and even expose the bones, but it will not spread.
Such drugs will not endanger Mr. Simeng's life, but can also make his life worse than death.
Especially the appearance of the wound after it has festered is simply unsightly.
Mo Jiuye grabbed Mr. Simeng's white hair and made him sit up straight.
Then he poured the medicine on the wound on his leg. From this angle, Mr. Simeng could see clearly.
His purpose in doing this was to let the old fox see with his own eyes that his skin and flesh were festering bit by bit until his bones were exposed.
Mr. Simeng's eyes became more and more frightened. However, he had no ability to resist at all, so he could only endure the itching on his body and let others manipulate him.
Mo Zhongyuan also saw Mo Jiuye's intention and stepped forward to pull open Mr. Simeng's trousers, revealing the scars on his legs that were beaten by their brothers.
Mo Jiuye waved the medicine bottle in front of Mr. Simeng's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what this is?"
Although Mr. Simeng didn't know what it was, he was certain that it must be something used to torture himself.
Thinking of everything he had suffered in the past two days, Mr. Simeng was really scared.
He wanted to beg for mercy and find some excuse to hide the whereabouts of Mo Qing and the Mo family's Dalang and Erlang. However, his mouth was blocked and he could not express himself at all. He could only stare at Mo Jiuye in horror and let out a series of sobs.
Mo Jiuye could tell that the old fox was begging for mercy, but he had no intention of letting his enemy go.
