Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation Mo Dao Zu Shi Vol 1 By Mo Xiang Tong Xiu-pdfread.net

Madam Mo’s chest heaved. “What do you know?! This lunatic’s father
is a cultivator, so he must’ve learned plenty of evil magic!”
Lan Sizhui looked back and took a glance at the seemingly half-witted
Wei Wuxian. “Madam, there is no evidence, so it is still best…”
“THE EVIDENCE IS ON MY SON’S BODY!” Madam Mo pointed at
the corpse on the ground. “Take a look yourselves!! A-Yuan’s dead body has
already told me who his murderer is!”
Without waiting for the others to make a move, Wei Wuxian raced to
pull back the sheet from head to toe. Mo Ziyuan’s corpse had something
missing.
His left arm, from the shoulder down, had vanished as if it had
sprouted wings!
Madam Mo added, “You see that? You all heard him today, right?
What this lunatic said? That if A-Yuan touched his things again, he would
chop off A-Yuan’s arm!”
After her hysterics had settled, she covered her face and sobbed.
“…My poor A-Yuan never touched anything of this lunatic’s. Not only
was he slandered, he was killed by this maniac…”
Maniac!
It was so endearing. How many years had it been since he’d heard
himself described as such? Wei Wuxian pointed at himself, but he didn’t
have the words to rebuke that particular statement. He didn’t know, either,
whether he really was mental, or if Madam Mo was the one who was ill.
After all, he had boasted about slaughtering entire sects, laying waste to
millions, making blood flow like rivers, and other such things when he was
younger. But that was all talk, most of the time. If he really could do all that,
he would’ve tyrannized the world already. Madam Mo wasn’t trying to
avenge her son at all. She was only looking for someone to vent her anger on.
Wei Wuxian didn’t want to bother with her. After a moment of
thought, he reached into Mo Ziyuan’s robes and searched, finally digging
something out. When he unfolded that something, it was a spirit-attraction
flag.
In that instant, it dawned on him. He muttered under his breath, “Mo