"Mr. Mo, don't be angry. Our people have surrounded the Ma family and want to destroy the Ma family. It's just a matter of time. Don't be anxious." Pang Wenjun hung up the phone in a hurry and issued an order for the people in Pangjiazhuang to take action.

Mo Huasong secretly shook his head. It seemed that the people he had trained were the most useful.

Although Pangjiazhuang is on his side, he is not like Su Weidong and others who execute his orders wholeheartedly.

This can't be entirely blamed on Pang Wenjun, after all, he has to consider the problem from the perspective of the entire Pangjiazhuang.

If Ma Jun does not die and Pangjiazhuang destroys Ma's family, then Ma Jun will definitely destroy Pangjiazhuang.

Therefore, Mo Huasong said nothing more.

Not long after Mo Huasong left, a figure flashed from the darkness.

If Ma Jun was still alive now, he would have recognized the other person as his master Wu Yuan.

"Amazing, really amazing. I didn't expect Mo Huasong to be so powerful." The old man without resentment exhaled secretly.

After saying that, Old Man Wuwen took out a very shabby ancient lamp, lit it, and placed it on the ground.

After a moment, there was a faint light spot on the ground. It was so weak that it would not have been noticed if the old man Wuwen hadn't been staring at the ground to check.

"Found it, here." Old Man Wuwen excitedly rushed over and picked up a very small thing on the ground.

The thing was only one-tenth the size of a grain of rice and exuded a sinister aura.

The old man without resentment recited a spell secretly, and then shouted at the thing: "Open."

Suddenly, Ma Jun's angry voice sounded from the thing: "Master, why did you come here just now? I was killed by Mo Huasong."

"Alas, everything was misguided." Old Man Wuwen sighed. "I didn't expect that Mo Huasong was Mo Batian. As soon as he took out that little white sword, I knew there was no way to save you. But.

Fortunately, I was prepared early in the morning and got a soul shell under you. Even if you are killed and your body is completely destroyed, this soul shell can protect your soul for three days."

"Mo Huasong is really poisonous. After killing you, he also used fire to burn all your body." Old Man Wuwen shouted angrily: "Fortunately, I was prepared early in the morning, otherwise you would never be reincarnated."

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Ma Jun's soul said angrily: "No, Master, I don't want to be reincarnated, I want revenge."

Hearing Ma Jun's voice, the old man without resentment showed a sly smile on his face. This was what he was waiting for.

The old man with no regrets looked sad: "Hey, Ma Jun, do you think I don't want to help you get revenge? If it were in the world of cultivation, I would definitely be able to kill Mo Huasong if I unleashed all my strength. But here is

The earth has the rules of heaven and earth, and I can only use one-tenth of my strength, otherwise, I would have helped you kill Mo Huasong early in the morning."

When Ma Jun heard what the old man Wuwen said, he realized that he was wrong about his master: "Master, I was wrong. I thought you were hiding something. It turns out there is such a thing. Please help me, I really want to

revenge."

"It's not impossible for you to seek revenge. You can become one of my soul attack puppets, and you will definitely be able to kill Mo Huasong." The old man without resentment said his ultimate goal.

He has been in this world for so long just because he wants to find some subordinates with special physiques, and Ma Jun is one of them.

After taking Ma Jun as his subordinate, Old Man Wuwen buried his soul shell in his soul, thinking that one day if Ma Jun was killed by someone else, he would become another soul puppet of his.

Humph, Ma Jun, do you think I don’t know that Mo Huasong is Master Ba Tian?

If I don't let you die, how can you be willing to be my soul puppet?

This soul puppet lives a very painful life, and only those with deep hatred can support him from the destruction of his soul.

Therefore, Old Man Wuyu needs Ma Jun to agree willingly before he can become his loyal puppet, otherwise it will affect his soul.

"Master, as long as you let me kill Mo Huasong, I will do anything you ask me to do." Ma Jun shouted loudly.

Mo Huasong killed him like that just now. Even if he goes to the eighteenth level of hell, he will still kill Mo Huasong. If he doesn't kill Mo Huasong, he won't think about reincarnation.

The old man without resentment said with a proud smile: "Okay, don't do anything now, don't struggle, and slowly enter my spiritual sea. During this period, you will be in great pain, but you must hold on. I think as long as you survive

After passing this level, you will be very powerful in the future and can kill people invisible in the dark. It is not difficult to kill Mo Huasong."

"Okay, master, I will enter your spiritual sea now. I am not afraid of anything. I just want revenge." Ma Jun shouted angrily.

The pain just now had stimulated him so much that he wanted to kill Mo Huasong completely.

When Ma Jun entered the spiritual sea of ​​old man Wuyu, he found that he was screaming in agony, as if he was being plunged into a frying pan.

Ma Jun screamed for about thirty minutes before his soul was integrated with that of old man Wu Yu.

"Hahaha, Ma Jun, hurry up and practice according to the soul skills I gave you. When your skills are perfected, it will be the time when we kill Mo Huasong." The old man without resentment laughed proudly.

"Yes, Master, I will practice hard and try to kill Mo Huasong one day soon." Ma Jun huddled in a corner of the soulless old man, his whole body filled with hatred.

"Okay, not bad." Old Man Wuyu said excitedly.

Ma Jun, please have more hatred, so that you will become stronger and become my most powerful soul puppet.

When Mo Huasong returned to Mojiazhuang Courtyard, he received a call from Pang Wenjun, saying that he had conquered the Ma family. What to do with those properties?

Mo Huasong was not a domineering person. He told Pang Wenjun that it would be divided into 50 and 50. After all, Pangjiazhuang also had its own strength.

Pang Wenjun heard that Pangjiazhuang could be divided into half, and happily went to work.

Although the Ma family is in a recession now and is not as powerful as before, it is still worth at least tens of billions.

Mo Huasong didn't want half of the Ma family's property to go to Songhua Group, so he asked Pang Wenjun to hand it over to Mu Fanxuan tomorrow and let her take care of it. She likes to do business anyway.

Early the next morning, Su Weidong came to see Mo Huasong. "Hua Song, the counselor called me yesterday and said that tomorrow is the final exam. Should we go back and take the exam?"

"Let's go back to school today." Mo Huasong thought for a while and replied.

Next semester, he will have to contact Liu Lanxi as a student. It would not be good if he never returns to school.

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to drive over now." Su Weidong shouted happily.

During this period of time, besides practicing, he had neglected Du Ling and wanted to go back to school.

Su Weidong is not worried about the exam.

Although he can't do the questions in the exam, he is very strong and has very good eyesight.
Chapter completed!